The internal force on Duan Yanqing's iron rod continued to increase, as heavy as a mountain. Duan Zhengchun's sword light was trembling and sweeping. In a moment, the two had fought more than 60 moves, and the sword techniques of Duan's family were barely dismantled.

Duan Yanqing looked at his opponent and saw that although Duan Zhengchun had a few beads of sweat oozing from his nose and forehead, his breathing was still uniform and long, and his breath was not disturbed yet. He couldn't help but look up at him in his heart.

Although he had been planning to deal with Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun's brothers for many years and went on a lot of ways, it was the first time he actually fought with Duan Zhengchun. Originally, he heard that Duan Zhengchun was a romantic and lustful person and had many inner favors, so he felt that the other party would inevitably delay his martial arts practice because of this, and his martial arts cultivation was probably far inferior to his brother.

But after this fight, I realized that although Duan Zhengchun's martial arts skills were indeed not as good as his brother Duan Zhengming, he was not an ordinary person. He could still be calm and not be disorganized when fighting dozens of moves with him. He could still be ranked among the top-notch martial arts in the entire world, but he was not the incompetent person he had thought before. It was not as easy as he expected to kill him.

Duan Yanqing couldn't help but feel anxious, and the iron stick in his hand was getting stronger and stronger. After all, there were two masters Ling Muyun and Xiao Feng next to him. If he intervened in, it would be difficult for him to kill Duan Zhengchun again.

At this time, Yanqing had already exerted the internal force on the iron rod to the extreme. When the iron rod was hit, it made a "hissing" sound, as fast as lightning, but it seemed to have a thousand pounds of force. Duan Zhengchun swayed his sword, and his body shook, and he waved his second sword again, but the decline had already appeared.

The tricks used by the two of them were already well-versed at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Even the Duan family members of the Dali Duan family, such as Fan Hua, Ba Tianshi, have been used to seeing them for decades. Therefore, this sword competition is not a sword technique, but a competition of internal strength cultivation. Duan Zhengchun's internal strength cultivation is not as good as Duan Yanqing, and after fighting for such a long time, he will naturally be unable to defeat him.

At this time, not only Ling Muyun and Xiao Feng had profound martial arts skills and good-looking eyesight, but even Azhu, Azi, Ruan Xingzhu and other women also saw Duan Zhengchun's decline. Azhu's face was full of worry, and she couldn't help but reach out and hold Xiao Feng's hand tightly, as if she wanted to draw the courage and strength to continue watching.

Xiao Feng felt Azhu's little hand was cold, and his palm was covered in cold sweat. He couldn't help but whisper in a low voice: "Azhu, what's wrong with you?"

Azhu said: "Brother, this Prince Duan seems to be in a bad situation. Can you help him? They just reunited with their father and daughter. If...if something happens to him, it would be too cruel."

Xiao Feng couldn't help looking at A Zhu in surprise. He had thought Duan Zhengchun was his enemy who destroyed his family and was determined to take revenge, so he didn't pay attention. But at this time, he knew that Duan Zhengchun was probably not an enemy, so he calmed down and vaguely realized that something was wrong with A Zhu. A Zhu seemed to be a little too concerned about the Duan family affairs.

However, facing Azhu's expectant eyes, he nodded. No matter what mentality Azhu is from, his affection for him is not fake. As long as he can make Azhu happier, it is nothing he can do. Others may be extremely afraid of Duan Yanqing, the "most evil man in the world", but he has not taken the other party seriously.

At this time, A Zi said in a crisp voice: "Mom, why do I think Dad seems to be losing? Didn't you say Dad is a big hero? Why can't you even beat a zombie-like disabled person?"

When Ruan Xingzhu saw that her daughter was actually discouraged by her lover, she said angrily: "A Zi, what do you know, little girl? Look at how fierce your father's swordsmanship is. He is more than enough to deal with this zombie. But he is the prince, so he can actually give it to his subordinates, and there is no need to take action by himself."

A Zi said: "No matter how good it is, Daddy can deal with him, it will be gone. I am afraid that you are a stubborn and soft-hearted person. You are very majestic in your mouth, but in fact you are afraid in your heart."

These words made her mother's mood. Ruan Xingzhu couldn't help but glared at her daughter and said to herself: "This little girl is really ungrateful and she is not ruthless or serious."

The rest of the people couldn't help but look at A Zi with strange eyes. Her father was there and she was fighting with others. It would be fine if she was a daughter who didn't worry about her father and cheered her, but why did she keep saying coldly? Could it be that she still hoped that her father would be defeated?

Ling Muyun couldn't help but wonder. He didn't know what A Zi meant. Did he know that this little witch, although she was young, was actually more sensible than anyone else. If she didn't understand the importance of this, he would be the first to not believe it. Could it be that this little witch resented her parents for not raising her and sent her to others, and had to kill her parents to death before she could be happy?

At this moment, Duan Zhengchun's long sword was launched three quick moves in a row. Duan Yanqing's internal force was stronger and he forced the enemy sword back one by one. Duan Zhengchun's fourth sword "Tianma Xingkong" pierced out horizontally. Duan Yanqing's left iron rod was lit with a move of "Golden Rooster to Dawn". The iron rod intersected with the sword, and the internal force attached to it collided and immediately stuck together, and both of them shook slightly.

Duan Yanqing's throat gusted, and he suddenly put the iron staff in his right hand on the ground, and his body took advantage of the momentum to soar into the air. The head of the iron staff in his left hand was still firmly stuck to Duan Zhengchun's sword. In an instant, Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yanqing stood on the ground with both feet, like an abyss and a mountain stand, without moving at all; the other one was in the air, like a willow branch floating in the wind.

The audience couldn't help but exclaim, knowing that the two had reached the critical moment of competing for internal strength. Duan Zhengchun stood underground, and his feet were able to leverage the power, which was originally a advantage, but Duan Yanqing was condescending, and his whole body was weighing on the opponent's long sword, which also encouraged his internal strength and saved many disadvantages.

After a while, I saw the long sword gradually bent and slowly became an arc, but the thin iron rod was still as straight as a arrow.

Xiao Feng saw that the long sword in Duan Zhengchun's hand was more and more bent by Duan Yanqing's iron rod. If he bent a little more, he was afraid that he would break into two pieces. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart that when the two fought here, why didn't they see the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword" that made the Dali Duan's highest-deep "Six-Meridian Divine Sword"? Could it be that Duan Zhengchun knew that this skill was difficult to match the other party, so it would be better to hide his weaknesses? But looking at Duan Zhengchun's appearance, it was obvious that his potential had been exhausted, and it was not like he had the ability to use his talents.

Ling Muyun also saw that Duan Zhengchun was in danger and immediately prepared to take action. Duan Zhengchun was Wang Yuyan's biological father and his future father-in-law. He could not stand by death without saving him, let alone his opponent was Duan Yanqing!

Duan Zhengchun saw that the sword in his hand would break at any time, so he took a deep breath and pointed it out with his right finger. His finger strength was quite inferior to his brother Duan Zhengming, and it was difficult to reach three feet away. The swords of the staff intersected, and the two weapons were nearly a foot long. With his finger strength, he naturally could not hurt the enemy. Therefore, this finger strength was not directed towards Duan Yanqing, but was shot at his iron rod.

But seeing Duan Zhengchun's fingers everywhere, Duan Yanqing's iron rod was hit by the force of his fingers, and his long sword took the opportunity to straighten a few points. He pointed three fingers in a row, Duan Yanqing's thin iron rod shook three times, and the long sword in his hand also took the opportunity to stretch it three times, gradually becoming more likely to return to its original state.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, A Zi spoke again: "Mom, look at Daddy who used his fingers and swords, but he was just a tie with a thin stick from someone. If the other stick came over again, would Daddy have three hands to deal with it? Otherwise, he would crawl underground and take off his feet. Although he looked ugly, he would be better than poking him to death with a stick."

Ling Muyun couldn't help but complain for Duan Zhengchun. Why did he give birth to such a daughter? This is the rhythm of never giving up if he doesn't cheat his father!

Ruan Xingzhu saw Duan Zhengchun's situation critical, and she had long been worried. She was even more disgusted by her daughter, which made her feel even more distracted. Before she could answer, she saw Duan Yanqing's iron stick with her right hand, and she sniffed, and she surely pointed at Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Yanqing's stick technique and internal strength are no different from that of Yiyang fingers, but the stick is replaced by a stick, and the stick is too long. Seeing this scene, Duan Zhengchun did not avoid each other and directly pointed out his index finger with his left hand and attacked him.

With a slight "pop" sound, Duan Zhengchun's finger force intersected with the opponent's staff force, and suddenly felt a numbness on his arm. He quickly retracted his fingers and used his internal strength again. The second finger followed and pointed it out. However, the black staff flashed in front of him, Duan Yanqing's second staff actually came over again.

Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but be surprised. The other party's internal breathing method was so fast that it seemed that it was coming. The attainments of this Yang finger were much deeper than that of him. However, he was surprised, but his subordinates kept pointing out and immediately pointed at him to fight. However, after all, his finger was slow for a moment, and his finger was immature. He intersected with the other party's staff force and his body couldn't help but shake.

Duan Yanqing saw that he had been competing with him for a long time, and was afraid that there would be more dreams in the night. If Ling Muyun or Qiao Feng intervened, or his subordinates rushed forward, it would inevitably lead to branches. The current staff was like the wind, and nine staffs were released in an instant.

Duan Zhengchun fought hard and reached the ninth stick. His true energy stopped. Finally, he didn't have time to give him a finger to greet him. With a "puff" sound, his left shoulder was stabbed by Duan Yanqing's yang finger stick. He suddenly felt blood flowing. In the pain, his body shook. With a "bang", the long sword in his right hand broke.

Duan Yanqing made a strange sound from his throat, and the iron rod in his right hand pointed straight at the other party's forehead. He decided to take Duan Zhengchun's life immediately. His subordinates used all their strength, and the sound of the iron rod was loud when he went out.

Fan Hua, Hua Hegen and Ba Tianshi were almost at the same time and attacked Duan Yanqing on both sides. The three Dukes of Dali saw that the situation was very dangerous and it was too late to save Duan Zhengchun. They all adopted the strategy of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao. They attacked Duan Yanqing's key points and forced him to return to his stick to save himself.

Duan Yanqing had already expected this, and his left iron rod fell to support the ground, and his right iron rod penetrated his internal strength and swept it out. After sweeping it, he immediately swept away all three weapons and then took Duan Zhengchun's forehead.

Ah Zhu covered her mouth with her hands, and her beauty changed drastically; while Ruan Xingzhu screamed and rushed towards Duan Yanqingji. Seeing that her lover was about to die, she didn't want to live anymore.
Chapter completed!