Although Yan Buen ran very quickly, he lost too much blood, and the toxins spread, and gradually became a little exhausted.

Du Yong, who had no helpers around him, could not restrain him from chasing him wildly. The worst thing was that he had already lost his direction and did not know the location of the large army.

If this continues, sooner or later, Du Yong will be caught up with, and a decisive battle will inevitably occur.

Thinking of this, Yan couldn't stop simply, and took a breath of true energy to suppress the toxins. Black blood was forced out from the wound on his shoulder, and his mind immediately felt much more awake.

Although the toxin has been suppressed, his physical strength has been restored instantly. Yan Wu can only hope that Du Yong is also very tired.

At this moment, I heard the sound of breaking the wind in my ears. Du Yong appeared in the distance, flashed several times, and successfully came to his eyes.

"Oh hehe!"

Du Yong braked suddenly and said, "I didn't hear the sound of running away just now. I thought you had fallen!"

Yan Wu was secretly happy because he heard Du Yong's breathing a little quick, and immediately sneered: "You guy didn't fall, how could I fall?"

Du Yong looked at Yan carefully and said, "So, are you just leading me here and wanting to fight me?"

Yan could not secretly condense his skills, straightened his waist, and snorted coldly: "That's right!"

Du Yong stood with his hands behind his back, sighed, and said lightly: "When I was on the Stone Slope, you chose to run away just now. You lacked the courage to tent the truth and the truth. It can be seen that the impact of failure has been deeply buried in your heart. You can only die in the decisive battle with me now. I miss you, you can also commit suicide!"

Yan could not see Du Yong so arrogant, and almost let out a breath of blood and said fiercely: "Who will win to death is unknown yet!"

Du Yong stared at him and sighed in an old friend's tone: "I'm so surprised that your overall strength is stronger than us. You have 16 climbs to the tower and can completely suppress us. Why run away? Do you know, I was only 30% sure, but now it seems that I overestimated you."

Yan Wu felt a little regretful, but he refused to admit defeat: "Shouldn't I run away? You have a master of Jin Destruction Realm, that nouveau riche."

"hehe!"

Du Yong laughed silently and nodded, "Yes, that nouveau riche is in the Jin Dynasty, but he is the only one! But now there is no point in talking about those things. If Brother Yan refuses to commit suicide, then what will he say?"

Yan Wu was very upset because Du Yong was very relaxed now and cursed: "I leave your uncle's words!"

After saying that, he rose into the air, flew three feet apart and then began to fall, and his fists attacked at the same time.

The fist is fierce and the sound is amazing.

For Yan Wun, this attack was to take over and move, and he was confident to take the initiative.

As expected, Du Yong did not dare to force himself and took a step back for a while to avoid the edge.

boom!

The strong fist wind blew on the ground, blew up a big pit, and dust splashed, rustling on the surrounding leaves.

Du Yong lightly tapped his toes and floated to Yan Wu's left wing, and smiled and said, "Brother Yan is really ungrateful. I deliberately dragged it out, just to make you more angry, so that even if you die in battle, you will die as much as possible."

Yan couldn't stand firm without any pause. He twisted his body and jumped slightly, turned his fist into claws, grabbed Du Yong's throat with his right claw, and pulled his left claw towards Du Yong's crotch.

Du Yong secretly praised in his heart. Although Yan Wu's claw skills looked very slow, they were mixed with afterimages, and their energy was also erratic, which was difficult to understand. Compared with the last time, the simple and violent moves under the city wall were two kinds of feelings.

Unable to figure out the truth, Du Yong had to retreat again. During the retreat, he slapped a palm from the air and slashed it in the air, just cutting Yan's subsequent attack route. The angle was accurate and he had a very good demeanor.

Yan could not continue, the offensive came to an abrupt end, and the initiative obtained from the strong attack disappeared.

"Is it fun?"

Du Yong was happy about his response. His combat experience was much worse than that of a real old fry. His previous victory was mostly achieved through strange tricks and sneak attacks.

Although the fight in the world is a means of no way, it always depends on strange tricks and sneak attacks, and it will never go far.

I remember Mr. Hu once said that for a real master, moves are not important. They are often used at will. They don’t look so exquisite, but they are very effective.

The palm that was slashed in the sky just now was just the most ordinary palm, but it was also Du Yong's summary of his past experience. Only then did he understand the meaning of Mr. Tiger's words.

“Very fun!”

Yan could not grit his teeth, condensed his true energy again, and continued to attack.

A calm smile appeared on the corner of Du Yong's mouth, and he went up to deal with it.

Within the next three hundred moves, Du Yong almost did not use decent moves. He was successful by punching with spiral force. However, the application of light skills was still very good. He flashed all the way, and there were afterimages everywhere.

Yan Wu's moves are obviously much more gorgeous, including fists, palms, claws, elbows, sweeping legs and knees, and changing ways. Du Yong beats the whole process, but no matter how he beats, he will be resolved by Du Yong.

“Is there any more?”

Du Yong became more and more satisfied with his fighting. He tried Yan Wu's moves several times, but he still felt unsatisfied.

Yan Wun's mouth was covered with blood, and he was very irritable, and shouted: "Stupid brat, don't flicker if you have any, and fight with me."

"OK!"

Du Yong suddenly stopped and flashed, slashing Yan Wu's chest with a sudden palm.

This palm is obviously different from before. After being shot, a fault appeared in the space, which was very strange.

This palm technique is "Tear" from Boss Qu, and the effect is surprisingly good.

Yan Wu's face twisted, his fists unstoppable, his hair twisted into twists, and then burst into debris. He seemed to be pulling from all directions and couldn't breathe.

Bang!

Du Yong took the previous "Three Points of Return to Yuanqi", and he could not beat Yan to fly, and he flew more than three feet away, and fell to the ground and trembled.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Du Yong was not polite and jumped over directly, stepping his right foot on Yan Wen's chest.

"stop!"

Yan could not extend his left hand to stop Du Yong from continuing to kill.

Du Yong hovered his right foot in time, reached out and pinched Yan Wu's left arm, twisted it hard, and sent an extremely hot energy into it.

"ah!"

Yan could not let out a heart-wrenching and violent hiss, his face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. The heat invaded the meridians but was unable to resolve it, so he could only let it spread and hurt the internal organs.

Du Yong let go of his hand, squatted down, and showed a kind smile: "Brother Yan, what are you asking?"

Yan couldn't force himself to sit down, gasped for a few strong breaths, and said with a smirk: "You win, haha!"

Du Yong looked at his miserable appearance and felt a sense of sadness that was indescribable in his heart, and asked, "Brother Yang, do you feel sorry?"

Yan Wu smiled bitterly and said, "The success and defeat of the enemy are nothing to say. If you want to blame me, blame me for being distracted. I want to ask you, you didn't use all your strength in the first three hundred moves. The last two palms are your real skill, right?"

Du Yong shook his head and explained: "The first three hundred moves are my real kung fu, and the last two palms are my strange moves. If you are not dragged down by your injuries, you will definitely be able to catch them. In terms of foundation, you are thicker than me."

Yan Wu was quite relieved when he heard such an objective evaluation and praised: "You have a good foundation and a powerful magic trick. I have never seen such a strange palm technique."

"Exceeded!"

Du Yong smiled and sighed: "It's a pity that the position is different, otherwise we might be able to become friends."

Yan Wu had recovered a little, and said in a deep voice: "Do you have to kill me?"

Gu Mom

Du Yongsurong said: "It may not be necessary. It depends on what chips you have. If the chips satisfy me, I can destroy you first, then stabilize your injuries, and then let you go, but you have to guarantee that you will withdraw from the world."

Yan's eyes lit up: "Speak for sure?"

Du Yong said lightly: "I keep my word, but there is nothing to guarantee. I don't like to swear, so believe it or not."

Yan couldn't think about it for a while and gritted his teeth and said, "I have no choice, I can only believe you. Do you think this is OK? I'll tell you a secret, hoping to exchange for your life."

Du Yong smiled and said, "The secret of the Fire Wolf Gang?"

Yan Wu nodded seriously: "Big Secret!"

Du Yong sighed: "It seems that you don't have much sense of belonging to the Fire Wolf Gang!"

Yan Wu couldn't care and said lightly, "I joined the Fire Wolf Gang just to make a living, so I don't have any sense of belonging."

Du Yong nodded slightly, raised his hand, and signaled him to tell him the secret.

Yan Wuan was silent for a while, as if he was deliberately trying to suck Du Yong's appetite, and suddenly said, "It's about the second prince!"

But Du Yong was not surprised and murmured to himself: "It turns out that Pei Huo really has a collusion with the Fire Wolf Gang!"

Yan Wuneng opened his mouth directly: "Do you know?"

Du Yong shook his head: "I'm not very clear. I just heard a news by chance that Pei Huo, the Huolang Gang and Huyun Temple had collusions. I don't know if it's true."

Yan couldn't give a thumbs up: "You know this, it's very well-informed."

Du Yong spread his hands: "It's just hearing, there's no evidence."

Yan Wu was happy: "That means, if I say more details, can I change my life?"

Du Yong nodded and said solemnly: "Don't hide anything."

Yan couldn't think about it for a while and said in a deep voice: "Actually, I'm not very clear. I used to ask several elders in the help to drink, and they revealed a few words after they got drunk."

Du Yong stared into his eyes: "What did they say, please tell me carefully, don't miss a single word!"

…………

When Yang Jin and others found Du Yong, Du Yong was taking a bath in the river, and his clothes and knife were placed on the stones on the shore, which looked quite relaxed.

"Young Master, can't Yan?"

After Yang Jin confirmed that Du Yong was not injured, he asked questions that everyone was concerned about.
To be continued...