Duan Zhengming watched Duan Yu fight with his opponent in a daze. He never expected that his nephew, who usually complained about his headaches when he talked about martial arts, could face a master like Duan Yanqing.

As soon as he relaxed a little, his injuries and pain suddenly surged up, and he couldn't help feeling weak. He was already powerless to go forward to help. Moreover, the two of them were very fast, so he couldn't get in.

Duan Yu was swaying like a dragon. He looked particularly beautiful, but Duan Yanqing was very frustrated. Every time he wanted to take a step forward, the opponent took the lead and stood at the position. He could not make a foot, he could not advance, and he could not attack.

In the backyard, Duan Zhengchun saw that Shen Yuanjing said a few unreasonable words, and kept silent. He became more and more angry and wanted to walk out.

Gao Shengtai quickly stopped him and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty is in front of you to defend the enemy and has entrusted Dali to you. Now your safety concerns the country and country of Dali. No matter what, you cannot take risks."

Duan Zhengchun said angrily: "What kind of virtue can I take on the important task of Dali Country? You get out of the way, I will go to the front to change my royal brother." Chu Wanli, Fu Sigui and others next to him also knelt down together, not saying a word, but just stopped him and refused to let him go.

He was angry, but had no choice but to leave but couldn't. He looked at Shen Yuanjing a few times, and wanted to take action but didn't dare. He could only rely on his hands to go back and tell the story of the war in the palace.

When they learned that Duan Yu was able to resist Duan Yanqing, they all looked shocked, staring at Shen Yuanjing as if they were seeing ghosts and gods. I wonder what method he used to train a person who did not understand martial arts at all to be like this in just over a dozen days.

Several people showed joy and their faces were much more relaxed, but Shen Yuanjing said softly: "It's too early to be happy, a pity!" Everyone was puzzled and anxious, and could only wait for further news to come.

Changes occurred in the hall. Duan Yanqing had experienced many battles to achieve today's martial arts. At first, he was just frightened by Duan Yu's magical steps. Later, he saw that he was just able to take the position of his foot first, but he never took action, and gradually became calculating in his heart.

When Duan Yu followed the previous method and took the lead, he did not give in. He tried to stand unsteadily and even used a yang finger to hit him.

The other party was indeed in a hurry and could not resist. After two or three moves, Duan Yanqing was able to see the truth and reality of the situation. He was no longer afraid and allowed Duan Yu to stand in his position. He was able to collide with him.

Duan Yu dared not to confront the person head-on, so he had to hide again. In this way, the other party ignored him completely and moved forward.

Duan Zhengming sighed lightly, knowing that he could not force Duan Yu to do more. Fortunately, he had this time, so he also recuperated for a while and immediately shouted: "Yu'er, back up!" He pushed himself up.

Duan Yu was a little depressed and retreated to the back. Gu Ducheng and Zhu Danchen were both dragged down and had to send a few guards to send the experiences and experiences in the hall to the backyard one by one.

These people are insignificant in their skills, unable to see the situation clearly, and cannot explain it clearly. Everyone in the backyard can only know that Duan Yu is not supported and Duan Zhengming is going to fight with injuries again.

Such a situation is obviously very critical. Duan Zhengchun could no longer hold back and said, "Where will the hair be with him if the emperor's brother and the masters of Tianlong Temple are defeated, what can I do if I hide in the palace?"

Gao Shengtai quickly stopped him and signaled to him that there was another great enemy in the room that needed to stabilize, which was more important than going to the front hall. Duan Zhengchun followed his eyes and looked at Shen Yuanjing, bit his teeth, stepped forward a few steps, and fell to the ground.

He said, "Mr. Chen, if you don't take action in this situation, I will think that you have no bad intentions and are really here to practice the piano. I just hope that you can think of your friendship with Yuer and help you."

Everyone under his command was surprised, but he was panicked and anxious, and he was wrong, thinking that Gao Shengtai asked him to ask for the person in front of him.

Shen Yuanjing waved his hand and lifted Duan Zhengchun up, saying, "The time has not come, so don't be impatient!"

At this time, Duan Yu fell to the innermost part of the hall, but Ku Rong called him to come while defending the enemy and said, "When the enemy is facing, you can also concentrate and calm your mind and study by yourself, and do not violate the ancestral teachings."

He didn't understand the meaning, and when he looked behind him, he saw a scroll hanging on the jade. Because he was old, it was a little burnt yellow, with a picture of a naked man, with red and black lines, and acupuncture meridians.

He had seen the Beiming Divine Art, and he immediately understood that this was the same secret martial arts and Qi-driven route. Thinking about what Ku Rong said just now, he suddenly realized that it was the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

He looked back and saw that his uncle was seriously injured and could compete with Duan Yanqing. He thought he wanted him to learn the sword and could keep it back and turn the situation around, so he did not dare to neglect and looked over with all his heart.

These six-mechanical divine swords are the most powerful martial arts in the world. Even if Duan Yu is extremely talented, how could he learn it completely for a while? He could barely recite it. He was already dizzy. If he had to think about it, he felt that his mind was about to crack.

Duan Zhengming was in a downturn again and could not resist it. He was anxious and bit his teeth and recited all the secret books softly.

Ku Rong heard his lyrics, his voice was extremely light, and he could listen to it with his ears. He could occasionally hear a few sentences in the secret book. He only said that he was memorizing it with his heart and sighed in his heart. Now the enemy is in front of him, which is extraordinary. Moreover, there is a master who is an enemy but not a friend in the backyard. He didn't know if Tianlong Temple can protect it today. He just hoped that Duan Yu could record the secret book, which was just a little more insurance.

Shen Yuanjing heard Duan Yu recite the secret book of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword without reservation, and remembered it silently while thinking about it, and immediately understood it thoroughly. He secretly praised the magic of this skill in his heart.

The Yiyang finger uses internal force to manifest externally, transforming true qi into sword energy, and shooting objects from the air; while the Beiming Divine Art drives true qi to burst out from its finger force, and can use tricks such as poking, scratching, cutting, stabbing, stooping, and chopping. It has a qualitative and invisible shape, which is a Qi sword.

He told Duan Yu one by one, but the other party's internal strength was not good, so he could not move, so he had to teach the other party's skills of Yiyang Finger.

Because Duan Yu had already had the internal strength of Yue Lao San, he used the result to promote the cause. In just a moment, he stretched out his hand and reached the seventh level of the Kung Fu skill of the yang finger. However, not only with the six meridians, such internal strength cannot be achieved by just a sword.

Shen Yuanjing had his own way. He dismantled and simplified the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. He did not follow the whole, but based on the one-yang finger, and formed his own way. Thinking of Duan Yu's lack of martial arts moves, he asked him to take a wooden stick about two feet long and practiced based on the Shangyang sword path of the index finger of his right hand.

Duan Yu learned a rough idea, and saw Duan Zhengming getting into a hard battle and couldn't bear it, so he rushed forward. Without thinking, he followed the previous time and rushed to the middle of the two.

When Duan Yanqing saw him coming, he sneered inwardly and said to himself: "I don't know what this kid has used to escape from the third brother. However, if he dares to step forward again, I will hit him to death."

Duan Zhengming was very anxious and shouted, "Yu'er, go quickly!" He reached out to pull him over. Duan Yu moved his feet and walked around behind his opponent, still trying to occupy Duan Yanqing's position.

Duan Yanqing was overjoyed. He used his internal strength and hit him in a fit. If he didn't let go, his muscles and bones would be broken. At this time, Duan Yu moved his wrist and pulled out a wooden stick and poked forward. Shang Yang's sword technique was clever and flexible, and it was elusive. It worked with Lingbo Weibu and suddenly had a miraculous effect.

"Not good!" Duan Yanqing said intimately, trying to dodge, but it was too late. The wooden stick with a yang finger force hit his ribs directly. His right arm was numb and he couldn't grasp the iron stick. With a "clang" sound, it fell to the ground.

He quickly retreated and gave way to the side, but Duan Yu was in power and was unforgivable. He grabbed his left hand and pinched his arm, activated the Beiming Divine Art. The opponent's internal strength was like a milk swallow throwing his arms and rushed over.

Duan Yanqing's experience was so sophisticated that he realized something was wrong in an instant. He quickly shook his arm and took off his body. He stared at Duan Yu with horror and said, "The Great Method of Transformation? Who are you, Old Monster Ding?"
Chapter completed!