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Chapter 227 Yan Longyuan

That day, Duan Yanqing intercepted Duan Zhengchun and his entourage at Xiaojing Lake. When he was about to kill Duan Zhengchun with a stick, Kang Guangling and Zhuo Bufan killed him, causing his success to be defeated.

With Duan Yanqing's temperament, he would not give up so easily, so he has been dormant in Gusu during this period, waiting for the opportunity.

His idea is also very simple. Duan Zhengchun cannot stay in Suzhou forever. If Kang Guangling and others get in the way again this time, then let them have a taste of the power of the sad breeze. There is no need to talk about a fair fight against outsiders.

According to the rules, not to mention that the other party intervened in the internal fighting among the Duan family children first, even if he met Murong Fu one day, he would have a reason to explain.

Thinking that he, the most evil person in the world, was forced to reason with a junior who was much younger than him, Duan Yanqing felt that there was nothing more frustrating in the world.

Is there still heavenly law? Is there still law?

Duan Yanqing and the South China Sea Crocodile God stayed in Gusu for more than a month, while Ye Erniang left after leaving a few words.

"Boss, Er Niang wants to be a good person from now on!"

Everyone has their own ambitions, and Duan Yanqing also expressed tolerance for Ye Erniang's thoughts, although he did not understand why Ye Erniang, who had committed murder without any calculation, seemed to be a different person after she came back from the Deaf and Mute Valley. In the past, she would appear every few days.

If you want to steal a family's children and use them to play with, the family will be destroyed. Now Ye Erniang has not only washed her hands in a golden basin, but also said that she will change her mind from now on to make up for the families she has harmed.

Yun Zhonghe, on the other hand, with the help of Duan Yanqing's Yiyang Finger Kung Fu, partially recovered some of his skills and was at least able to move freely. Then he told Duan Yanqing that he wanted to find an old friend with strong martial arts skills and ask him to deal with Gu.

Su Murong.

Duan Yanqing naturally sneered at this idea, not that he had a deep friendship with Murong Fu, but in his opinion, how could a guy like Yun Zhonghe know someone who could deal with the current Murong Fu?

But the other party persisted, so he didn't force him and let him go. However, before leaving, Ye Erniang kindly reminded Yun Zhonghe: Don't do the innocent things of the bad guy again, otherwise he will cut off his own life.

Root of trouble!

Facing Ye Erniang's shining sword, Yun Zhonghe felt a chill in his lower body, and he swore knowingly that he would never think of picking flowers in the future.

The people around him left one by one, and Duan Yanqing felt a hint of desolation. He remembered the chess game in Deaf and Mute Valley that left a deep impression on him.

Although that defeat in a sense gave him an insight into life and death and improved his martial arts, it also made him deeply suspicious of what he was doing now:

What is the significance of what I have done over the past few decades?

No, it's not like that. You can't be discouraged by a temporary failure. If there is no way ahead, then open one yourself. If there are pursuers behind, then no matter how many they come, just kill them all!

Decades ago, he received enlightenment from Guanyin in White, and later received guidance from an expert. He transferred the power of one body and one yang finger to a walking stick, and found a new way to learn martial arts.

The most evil person in the world is frightened by the news.

If this is the case, then it is extremely evil!

The moonlight was exceptionally bright tonight. Duan Yanqing held a bamboo stick alone and went to an old tree in the middle of the yard to admire the moonlight.

It is very unusual to see such moonlight at this time of year. Duan Yanqing always feels that something unusual will happen tonight. But he can’t explain why. This intuition has saved him more than once in the past few decades, but he doesn’t know tonight

Is it good or bad?

A figure fell behind Duan Yanqing like a ghost in the dark night. Although he made no sound, with his instinctive awareness of danger, he turned around quickly and protected his figure with a horizontal staff: "What?

people?"

The man was dressed in night clothes and stood in the shadow of the trees without saying a word. He stretched out a hand as dry as an eagle's claw and grabbed Duan Yanqing's throat.

Duan Yanqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized that the other party was using the "Dragon Claw Kung Fu" of the Shaolin School. Could it be that this person was actually an eminent monk of the Shaolin School? Dali and Shaolin have always been on good terms, could it be that Duan Zhengchun actually invited a Shaolin monk?

Deal with yourself?

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes. He placed his left stick on the ground and raised his right stick, aiming at the opponent's three key acupoints: Mingtai, Fengfu, and Baihui. With his inner strength, the finger power of Yiyang Finger shot out.

out, blocking all possible escape routes for the opponent.

He was confident that even if Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin came, he would still have to defend himself, otherwise he would definitely be injured under his own finger.

Unexpectedly, the other party just raised his right hand, put his thumb and index finger together, and made a flying leaf picking flower movement. Then Duan Yanqing felt that his body was hit by an invisible force, and half of his body was paralyzed.

And the force of his fingers was eliminated one by one as the opponent's sleeves flew, fists and palms struck.

The monk in black struck again with one finger. Duan Yanqing did not dare to raise his hand, so he quickly raised his staff, raised his body into the air, and took three steps back to avoid the blow.

"Huh?"

The monk in black didn't expect that the other party could dodge even if he was hit by his finger. He was surprised and his movements slowed down for a moment.

Duan Yanqing seized the opponent's opportunity and quickly shot out the bamboo stick, piercing the opponent's vitals.

"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing!"

The man in black did not dodge or evade. He thrust out two fingers of his right hand and hit Duan Yanqing with his stick. His fingers connected with the bamboo stick. Duan Yanqing felt a strong force coming from the bamboo stick. He quickly turned around and removed it.

With this level of strength, he turned his body continuously, avoiding the opponent's possible backhand, and at the same time, he saved the black bamboo cane.

"What is your relationship with the Yellow-browed Monk? Why is your powerful Vajra Finger so powerful?"

"You mean, that old monk from Dali? Oh, I remember, I killed him once before."

Under Duan Yanqing's shocked gaze, the man in black pulled off the mask on his face, revealing a face that was extremely familiar to him.

"Mr. Long Yuan! Why are you here!"

When Duan Yanqing saw the visitor, he dropped his crutch and wanted to bow down.

The man in black stepped forward and said, "Get up, you are not my disciple. We are equals, how can I accept your worship?"

"Duan Yanqing has always kept his kindness in mind for the past twenty years and never dares to forget it."

The person who came here was the man who had taught Duan Yanqing in the past. His name was Yan Longyuan. He had extremely profound skills and was involved in martial arts all over the world. He had taught Duan Yanqing seven or eight moves, greatly improving his skills, and also encouraged him.

Don't be discouraged and forge ahead with determination to make a comeback.

Yan Longyuan said: "If you still remember, that's good. I just tested your martial arts. It's good and you've made some progress."

"A great kindness and kindness that will never be forgotten!"

Yan Longyuan waved his hand and said: "To make a long story short, I came here today to tell you something. I ask you, do you want to kill brother Duan Zhengchun and take back the throne of Dali? Now you have a golden opportunity.

In front of me, I wonder if you dare?"


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