After hearing Zhong Wanchou's words, Duan Zhengchun's expression suddenly changed, he was shocked and angry, and said sternly:

"Zhong Wanchou, if you dare to hurt my son again, I will let you die without a burial place!"

"Duan Zhengchun, others are afraid of you Duan family, but I, Zhong Wanchou, am not afraid!"

Zhong Wanchu sneered, with a ferocious look on his face, and said sternly:

"Today, I will show you how many eyes Lord Ma has!"

When Duan Zhengchun heard this, he knew that the other party was already crazy, so he stopped talking and shouted lowly to the people in Dali behind him.

"Do it!"

"yes!"

The four great ministers Gu Ducheng, Chu Wanli, Fu Sigui, and Zhu Danchen lined up in a row, leading many guards from the Zhennan Palace and rushed forward.

"Let's go too!"

Zhong Wanchou did not show any weakness. He raised his arms and called on the gangsters behind him who had spent a lot of money to invite them. Duan

Yanqing narrowed his eyes slightly and faced Ye Erniang beside him. The South China Sea Crocodile God ordered road:

"Second brother, go and bring Duan Zhengchun’s kid!"

"Third child, go and help Zhong Wanchou block those four ministers!"

"Duan Zhengchun, let me deal with it personally!"

Duan Yanqing is quite prestigious among the four villains.

Following his order, Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan also took action. One of them rushed into the crowd with a crocodile-mouth scissor, and the other flew away. He came out and went to capture Duan Yu.

Duan Yanqing's eyes were cold, and he looked straight at Duan Zhengchun who was fighting with Zhong Wanchou in the crowd. There was a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured to himself:

"Duan Zhengchun, today is the day when you, the rebellious minister and traitor, will die!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the steel staff in his hand raised, and a sharp finger roared out, like an invisible arrow, suddenly streaking through the void and heading straight for Duan Zhengchun's head.

The man who was fighting with Zhong Wanchou Duan Zhengchun felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head to the side, narrowly avoiding the sharp pointing.

His expression suddenly changed, and his heart was even more shocked. He couldn't help but exclaimed:

"One yang finger? ~`!"

"Duan Yanqing, how could you know that I, Duan of Dali, have a Yang Finger! ? Duan

Yanqing sneered and said solemnly:

"Humph, when it comes to the heat level of one yang finger, you haven't mastered it yet!"

Amid the sneer, Duan Yanqing's crutches were seen like swords, and sharp fingers roared out like sword energy, sweeping straight towards Duan Zhengchun.

When Duan Zhengchun saw this, he was even more shocked.

This man has a lot of evil. The leader of the Four Great Evils, known as Yiyang Finger, is even more advanced than him, the King of Zhennan, Dali. He has actually reached the first-level realm!

You know, Yiyang who can possess such attainments He pointed out that even among the Duan clan in Dali, apart from the few eminent monks from Tianlong Temple, there is probably only the emperor brother!

Duan Yanqing......His surname is also Duan...

Could it be said that this leader of the Four Evil Men is actually a member of my Duan family in Dali?

But the situation at this moment did not allow Duan Zhengchun to think too much. The other party's sharp pointing force was already in front of him.

Under such a tyrannical offensive, Duan Zhengchun didn't care about his dignity as a prince. He rolled like a lazy ass and fell to the ground, narrowly avoiding the opponent's offensive.

But even so, the bun on his head was still cut off in half.

Duan Zhengchun stood up with difficulty. His hair was disheveled and his body was covered with dust. He looked miserable. He no longer looked like the graceful and charming love saint he usually was.

When Zhong Wanchou saw this, he couldn't help shouting happily and sneered:

"Duan Zhengchun, you too have today!"

Duan Zhengchun's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of fear.

He was not afraid of Zhong Wanchou.

But Duan Yanqing's martial arts was really better than his.

"Damn it!"

"Today, I'm afraid it's going to be very bad!"

For a moment, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but feel confused.

But it happened to be a dilapidated house and it was raining continuously. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Giggle!"

As a sharp and piercing laughter sounded, Ye Erniang held a young boy in her hand and flew from a distance. She quietly came to Duan Yanqing's side and said to Duan Zhengchun sadly:

"Duan Zhengchun, take a good look, who is this?"

Duan Zhengchun trembled.

The unconscious young man Ye Erniang was holding was his son Duan Yu.

"Yu'er!!!"

"My son——"

Looking at Duan Yu who was unconscious and with his lower body stained with blood, Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng couldn't help but burst into tears and let out piercing screams.

Zhong Wanchou sneered and said sarcastically:

"Hehe, this kid fainted from the pain just now, and he hasn't woken up yet. He is just like his father, he has no backbone at all!"

Duan Yanqing frowned and didn't say anything. He just stretched out his crutch and pressed it on Duan Yu's chest. He used a Yang finger to forcefully wake up Duan Yu from the coma.

"ah——"

When Duan Yu woke up from his sleep, the first thing he saw was Zhong Wanchou with a ferocious face and a big sword in his hand. He was immediately frightened to death.

He quickly looked to the left and saw Ye Erniang whose face was covered with scars and looked like a yaksha. He was so frightened that he had no choice but to look to the right.

But this time, what I saw was Duan Yanqing, who looked haggard and looked like a zombie.[]

Duan Yu was trembling all over, his scalp was numb, and he felt worse than death.

God!

Have I fallen into the eighteenth level of hell?

Why are there so many monsters and demons around me, and evil Rakshasa ghosts!

But at this moment, a familiar shout brought Duan Yu's soul back. He hurriedly followed the sound, only to see his father and mother looking at him with tears in the distance.

"Father!"

"Mother!"

Duan Yu finally saw his relatives, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and he felt extremely wronged. For the first time in his life, he sneaked out to play without telling his family.

He thought it was an unprecedented journey of freedom, but it turned out that Unexpectedly, not long after he walked out of Dali, he was caught by a fierce guy who looked like the God of Horses (Zhao Dehao) and suffered inhumane torture.

Thinking of this, Duan Yu felt more and more miserable, especially when he was still feeling My lower body was aching, and I was crying loudly, with runny nose and bitter tears.

"Father, mother, please come and save me!!!"

When Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng heard this, they couldn't help but feel like knives were twisting their hearts. They felt that they couldn't bear to die, but there was nothing they could do.

In despair, Duan Zhengchun burst into tears and could only helplessly pray to God in his heart.

"Gods and Buddhas in the heavens, please open your eyes. I, the Duan family of Dali, have believed in Buddhism for generations. Please appear once and save my Yu'er!"

Perhaps it is because of the sincerity of the heart.

Or, in other words, it is just a simple coincidence.

Just when Duan Zhengchun secretly prayed for the gods and Buddhas to appear in his heart, a roaring sound like a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar suddenly came from the sky. The rolling thunder echoed quietly in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, shocking everyone present.

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