Then I saw a burly figure pounce out, and before the person arrived, the palm wind had arrived.

Duan Yuntu knew that Yi Shuihan was powerful, so he quickly leaned back, and at the same time raised the sword above his head and stabbed forward quickly.

Yi Shuihan flipped over the top of Duan Yuntu's head with a heel, and slapped Duan Zhijun with one palm. Duan Zhijun just saw a black shadow and knew that this person must be Yi Shuihan, and as soon as he raised his right hand holding the sword, he saw that Yi Shuihan's palm had already slapped over the cracked stone. Palm Wind Hunting, like an ice blade, shaves the flesh on the face.

When the owner of Duan Zhuang saw Yi Shuihan rushing towards Duan Zhijun, he knew that something was wrong. Raise your sword and slash at Yi Shuihan. Before this sword could be cut off, he saw that the long sword in Duan Zhijun's hand had been stirred up by Yi Shuihan's palm and flew out.

Duan Zhijun took three steps back, and fell to the ground on his back. Yi Shuihan slapped it down with a palm. Duan Zhuang was anxious to save his son, and rushed over to stop in front of Duan Zhijun, and the long sword in his hand stabbed into Yi Shuihan's palm.

Yi Shuihan let go of Duan Zhuang's long sword, and then his wrist suddenly flipped over, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed Duan Zhuang's wrist, and somehow, the long sword in Duan Zhuang's hand reached Yi Shuihan's hand.

Yi Shuihan laughed three times, and as soon as he used his wrist, he saw that the long sword of Master Duan Zhuang was shattered.

Duan Yuntu shouted behind Yi Shuihan's back, "Thief, Hugh is rampant!" The tip of the sword trembled and stabbed at his vest.

Yi Shuihan grabbed Master Duan Zhuang with one hand, his legs bent slightly, and he rose from the sky as soon as he jumped up. Like an eagle, nimble and mighty.

Duan Zhijun stood up and shouted into the air, "Thief, you are about to let my father go." ”

There was a burst of wild laughter in the air, and then he saw that the owner of Duan Zhuang was thrown down. And Yi Shuihan floated down the mountain with a few ups and downs.

Duan Yuntu also flew up and caught Duan Zhuang Master from mid-air, but he felt that the tentacles were cold, Duan Zhuang Zhuang's face was white and terrifying, and his body was already a little stiff, it should have been hit by Yi Shuihan's Ice and Snow Divine Palm.

When Duan Yuntu fell to the ground with Master Duan, Duan Zhijun also pounced. But at this time, the owner of the village had only his last breath left, he took out a cloth bag from his arms, stuffed it to Duan Zhijun, and then stretched out his hand to hold Duan Zhijun's hand tightly, his teeth clenched, and his eyes were firm.

Duan Zhijun hurriedly said: "Dad, don't worry, the child knows what you mean." I must find a way to recover the sword book, practice the ancestral swordsmanship, and then go into seclusion forever and never set foot in the rivers and lakes again. ”

Master Duan nodded weakly, his whole body strength dissipated, and he swallowed his last breath.

Duan Zhijun hugged the corpse of the owner of Duan Zhuang and looked up to the sky and roared, hoarse. Duan Yuntu's nose was sour, they were all surnamed Duan, and their fates were not the same, their families were all miserable, and they had no relatives. He was very able to understand Duan Zhijun's mood at this time.

After a while, Duan Zhijun opened the cloth bag in his hand and saw that it was a big killing weapon "Thunderbolt Qiankun Lock". He wrapped the thunderbolt again, put it in his arms, wiped away his tears, and said, "Dad, the child is not filial, so I can only bury you here, although it is a little cold here, but fortunately, no one disturbs you, so you can rest here." ”

Then he dug a hole in the ground. Seeing that Duan Zhijun was so strong, Duan Yuntu nodded, and helped dig it up. Seeing this, the heroes also came to help. It didn't take much effort, but a big pit more than one meter deep and about one zhang long had been dug.

Duan Zhijun put the body of Master Duan Zhuang into the pit, and then buried it with his own hands.

After burying the owner of Duan Zhuang, Duan Zhijun suddenly said to Duan Yuntu: "Brother Duan, I want to recognize you as a big brother, I don't know if you are willing to accept me as an incompetent little brother?"

Duan Yuntu took Duan Zhijun's hand and said happily: "I can't ask for it! Let's bow down in front of your father's grave." But you have to sort out the age first, don't be mistaken. ”

Duan Zhijun said: "I'm just twenty this year, you can't be wrong to be the eldest brother!"

Duan Yuntu nodded and said, "I am twenty-three years old this year, three years older than you, so I will be this big brother." ”

After saying that, the two knelt down again and bowed to each other eight times. Duan Yuntu untied the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip first, and then handed it to Duan Zhijun. It's still filled with the gourd wine from the town below the mountain.

Duan Zhijun took the wine gourd and took a big sip, praised "good wine", and then hugged Duan Yuntu tightly.

Both of these people have the surname Duan, and their life experiences are almost the same, I don't know if they were a family a hundred years ago. Today, the two are brothers, which can be regarded as a beautiful thing.

Duan Yuntu remembered the previous situation when he and Duan Zhuang were drinking in the tavern at the foot of the mountain, at that time, Duan Zhuang was worried about Duan Zhijun's safety, and he was a little absent-minded, so he lost interest in drinking. Unexpectedly, it had only been half a day, and Master Duan had already slept here.

Duan Yuntu poured a little of the wine in the wine gourd, sprinkled it in front of the grave of the owner of Duan Zhuang, and read in his mouth: "Uncle Duan, now that Jun'er is safe, you should rest assured, and enjoy this Xianmei bar." ”

Duan Yuntu pinned the wine gourd back to his waist and walked over to check Zhao Dazhui's injury. It was found that the injuries on Zhao Dazhui's body had been re-treated, and the person who treated Zhao Dazhui was a centenarian who was known to everyone in Northwest Yunnan and was known to everyone. This person is nearly 100 years old because of his good health, but he looks like he is in his fifties.

Duan Yuntu checked Zhao Dazhu's pulse again, and found that it was much more stable than before. The centenarian said: "Brother Hammer is too seriously injured, although the old man has done his best to treat him, but whether he can pass this hurdle depends on whether he can survive tonight." As long as he can survive until dawn tomorrow, then his life will be saved. ”

Duan Yuntu said: "With a centenarian here, I believe that the Sledgehammer brothers will definitely be able to get better." ”

Duan Zhijun walked over and said to Duan Yuntu: "Big brother, that Yi Shuihan has fled down the mountain, can we still chase after it?"

Duan Yuntu said: "Chase, of course you have to chase! There are still many things on him that are not finished!"

Duan Zhijun said: "Yes, I also want to avenge my father, although I know that my martial arts are low, but I still want to give it a try." ”

The group of heroes led by the master of the Murong Sect next to him also said: "Yes, let's go to chase Yi Shuihan together, we must find him out, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so as not to leave future troubles." ”

So the group rushed down the hill again.

Everyone rushed down the mountain for a long distance along the direction of Yi Shuihan's escape, only to see a few faint footprints. And each footprint is no more than an inch deep, more than a foot apart.

I have to admit that Yi Shuihan's skills are really profound, even if he is injured, he can still fly such a long distance in the air.

(End of chapter)