Even if Duan Yu was hit in the shoulder by the quenching dart that the Desert Judge's braid was helping on, and the severe pain came, he didn't frown. [.23[w]x.

With a body that is invulnerable to all poisons, Duan Yu doesn't care about the poison quenched on the dart at all, and he also has the internal strength of the Divine Sutra to protect the body, which is no big problem.

"Thousand-handed centipede" Wu Ying saw that he actually killed his eldest brother, and it was dozens of flying knives that were sent out at once, which was quite miserable, and he suddenly didn't know what to do.

In a trance, he felt that he should rush over and kill Duan Yu to avenge his eldest brother.

He didn't have such confidence before, but now it's different, because he can clearly see that Duan Yu was swept in the shoulder by the Desert Judge's fatal blow, that is, the tip of the braid.

"Hehe, this arrogant kid is already poisonous, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is not my opponent. Wu Ying's heart was racing, and he thought: "The red leaf hero who was very difficult to entangle before died under the braided dart of the eldest brother. ”

In Wu Ying's opinion, Duan Yu's martial arts were similar to those of the Red Leaf Hero, so he was sure of winning, so he quickly flashed over with two flying knives in his hand.

At the same time, Duan Yu also happened to rush towards each other, Ling Bo's speed was much faster than Wu Ying's body, and there was no room for other tricks in such a hurried encounter, all of them were carried out according to the tricks that had been thought of when he made the move just now.

It's just a breath of time, they staggered and dodged, so short, Wu Ying is worthy of being a master of flying knives, he has been studying the flying knife stunt for more than 20 years, and he has sent out two flying knives.

And he has self-confidence. The direction in which the flying knife attacked was the key point of Duan Yu, and there would not be the slightest deviation.

Infused with all the Gang Qi, it sent out a fatal knife. Wu Ying asked himself if it should be foolproof to deal with a martial artist with a highly poisonous body.

Then, Duan Yu and Wu Ying both stood with their backs to each other, separated by five zhang distance, and they both stood there quietly, like statues.

The people around them were also staring at them, and the autumn breeze was bleak. Dead leaves fly, time seems to stand still, and an instant is eternal.

For the confrontation of the move just now. Most people didn't see the fame, only Xuzhu and Ouyang saw the brilliant tricks.

Wu Ying was about to laugh proudly, but suddenly found that his heart was extremely painful, and he looked down. I pulled some of the muscles. So much so that the wound in the heart burst open at once.

Blood flowed out, followed by a piercing pain, Wu Ying was stunned, and after a while, he said, "I didn't see you out of the sword, but how could my heart be pierced by the sword qi?"

"It's really an ignorant guy, this is not a sword qi, it's a yang finger of the Dali Duan clan. Pierce your fragile little heart with the force of your fingers. It's so easy. Duan Yu smiled indifferently.

"Hey, it's a blessing in misfortune. You have been poisoned by the dart of the desert judge, and you have also been hit by my two throwing knives, and you will not be able to live. Arrogant boy, you can go to the burial with our three demons in the Western Regions. Wu Ying turned around as he spoke, intending to take a look at Duan Yu's miserable appearance before he died, so that he could get some balance in his heart.

However, when he saw Duan Yu, he was immediately puzzled, unable to believe his eyes, and muttered, "Impossible! My flying knife will never miss, and it is still at such a close distance, your calm and calm are all pretended." ”

With a wave of his left hand, Duan Yu threw the two flying knives on the ground next to him, making a clattering sound, and said with a leisurely smile: "Such broken copper and iron, the power of the attack is too bad, when I staggered and dodged just now, my right hand used a yang finger to pierce your heart, and my left hand used a crane control hand by the way." ”

Wu Ying was furious, and the wound in his heart that was held down cracked more and more, splashing like a bloody arrow, and Wu Ying fell to the ground and died.

The villagers who were still alive in this village couldn't believe their eyes, because the three demons of the Western Regions, who were extremely majestic not long ago, were completely defeated.

"Thousand-handed Centipede" Wu Ying and "Rival Thousands of Troops" Wang Yuanhua both died miserably, and their boss, the desert judge, was even more miserable, with dozens of sharp flying knives on his body, many vital points were stabbed by flying knives, and even his hands were cut off by Qi wrist.

Let's ask, among these three people, who can be more tragic than the desert judge?

But he hasn't died of anger yet, there is no way, because this guy's body is too tall, like a black bear in Changbai Mountain, his vitality is extremely strong, and he is seriously injured like this, and he is still staring, and he has no breath.

At this point, the villagers finally burst into rage, and went over to punch, kick, and even spat on him.

Duan Yu sat under the pine tree next to him, stretched out his hand to point the acupoint, stopped the blood, and used the internal strength of the Shen Zhao Sutra to regulate and heal his wounds.

Xu Zhu walked over and said, "Third brother, this trauma still has to be handled carefully, otherwise it will not be good if it will fester." Then he sent out the Tianshan Six Yang Palms, and shook the poisonous blood away, and immediately after, he took out a porcelain bottle, which contained the healing elixir specially refined by the Vulture Palace, and sprinkled some before taking a long breath.

After a while, Duan Yu reined in his internal strength, looked at Xuzhu and said with a smile: "Second brother, in fact, you are not suitable to be a monk, but a natural Langzhong! In the future, if you are short of money, you can directly set up a stall on the street and treat people to earn silver taels, wouldn't it be wonderful? Maybe the name of the 'enemy of Hades' Xue Shenyi will be taken away by you." ”

"I only learned a few tricks from Tianshan Tong's grandmother, but I didn't have much research on medical Taoism. Xuzhu scratched his head and smiled innocently.

Duan Yu did know that in the original book, Ah Zi's eyes were destroyed by Ding Chunqiu's poison due to the retina, and later You Tanzhi was willing to donate his retina, so Xuzhu changed it for them.

In ancient times, it is not an exaggeration to be able to do this, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the reincarnation of Bian Que.

Speaking of which, the "enemy of Hades" Doctor Xue is only Xuzhu's nephew, and Xuzhu's medical skills will definitely far surpass Doctor Xue in the future.

Xu Zhu and Duan Yu were chatting and laughing here, but on the other side, the villagers were still in full swing to clean up the desert judge, and even some of the women who had been bullied by him before actually ran to the house and took out scissors.

Don't think about it, you know what these women are going to do with scissors, and there is really revenge at this moment!

Duan Yu had no reason to stop these villagers from taking revenge, after all, their relatives and friends had all died tragically at the hands of the Western Desert, and now that they had this opportunity, how could they let it go?

After a while, Duan Yu didn't want to stay here for long, so he nodded to Xuzhu, and the two of them got up and walked a few steps when they found that Ouyang was gone.

"Where is Ouyang? Let's all leave quickly. Duan Yuyun shouted with his internal strength.

As a result, the villagers around the desert judge scattered, a thin young man, holding a firewood knife dripping blood in his left hand, and a large head in his right hand, which was the head of the desert judge.

"No, he's dead, and what are you going to do with his head? Duan Yu spread his hands a little helplessly and smiled bitterly.

The thin young man in front of him, of course, was Ouyang, and he said in a deep voice: "Blood debt and blood repayment, this thief killed my master Red Leaf Hero, I once swore in front of my master's tombstone that I would obtain the head of the three demons of the Western Regions and go back to the tomb to pay respects." ”

"Amitabha, the dead are gone, why are you so fierce and destroy other people's corpses, Ouyang Xiao Shiren?"

Xu Zhu couldn't help but look at Duan Yu, hoping to get some verbal support.

However, what made Xuzhu even more stunned was that Duan Yu had already walked over, pulled out the crimson long sword behind him, and then quickly swung his sword, cutting off the head of the corpse of the "Thousand-Handed Centipede" Wu Ying, and then kicked it away, which could fall in front of Ouyang. Then Duan Yu went to take the head of Wang Yuanhua, the "powerful enemy of a thousand armies", and let Ouyang carry it.

Shaking off the dirty blood stained on the crimson long sword, and returning the sword into the sheath with a sonorous sound, Duan Yu walked over, patted Xuzhu's shoulder, and said, "Second brother, I admire your compassion, but for a thief like the Three Demons of the Western Regions, we can't be merciful. It must be known that the more vicious we are to the thief, the more we are punishing the evil and demonstrating morality. ”

Xu Zhu thought that his eloquence was very poor, so he didn't say much, and he was not in the mood to argue with Duan Yu about right and wrong.

Then they strode out of the village, then turned on their horses and rode back towards the tomb of the Red Leaf Hero.

"Oops, I forgot to ask the names of those three heroes. One of the villagers said suddenly.

"Just now I heard the man in white say that he used the one yang finger of the Dali Duan clan, presumably he is the master of the Dali royal family. An old man said.

They looked in the direction where Duan Yu and the others left, and they were already gone, and they could only see the smoke and dust in the air.

In fact, in such an era, not only top masters can become heroes, as long as the martial arts are not bad, go around to do chivalrous righteousness, and then give yourself a more majestic name, then you will soon make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes and become a generation of heroes.

However, in addition to deliberately seizing the false name, you can get some benefits, and the real heroes, on the one hand, live very hard, often live in caves, eat barbecue, and don't put salt on the side.

Soon after, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, and Ouyang came to the tomb of the Red Leaf Hero.

Ouyang then placed the heads of the three demons of the Western Regions neatly in front of the tombstone, and then lit a cluster of incense sticks, and he said with a crying voice: "Master, your old man can finally rest in peace, the three demons of the Western Regions have been ambushed, and the heads are enshrined here." ”

Then Ouyang kowtowed very reverently, and finally fulfilled a wish. It's rare for him to be able to take revenge so quickly.

Duan Yu looked at the tombstone and sighed: "A generation of heroes was silent during their lifetime, and they are so lonely after death, sad and lamentable!" (to be continued......)