"Um!"

Zhong Ling lowered his head, his voice weak and mosquito ants.

"Sister Zhong Ling?"

...

Long Tian screamed several times before Zhong Ling came to his senses and met Long Tian's deep and dark eyes. With a scream of "Ah", he was already blushing.

"Sister Zhong Ling, do you know where Brother Duan is locked up?" Long Tian had no choice but to ask again.

"Yeah, I know!"

Zhong Ling nodded repeatedly, then said worriedly: "But there is only one key in that stone house, which is hung around his neck by his uncle, and he wants to get the key from him..."

"Just take it to the place and leave the rest to me to deal with." Long Tian's voice was full of confidence, his eyes were bright and solid, and he exuded a burning and domineering aura all over his body.

So handsome...

A moment of obsession appeared in Zhong Ling's eyes, and he immediately realized that Xiao's face turned red, and he covered his face with his hands, feeling a sensation of heat coming.

Woo woo, what's wrong with me? I've been thinking about it recently, but Brother Long is worthy of being a hero in Brother Duan's mouth. His momentum... is really fascinating.

"Sister Zhong Ling, can we leave?"

After no movement for a long time, Long Tian turned around curiously, but saw the girl covering her face with her hands, and inexplicably blushed and her neck was thick, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Go, go, I'll lead the way."

Zhong Ling said as he walked to Long Tian in two steps, almost trotting forward.

"What's this for?"

Long Tian secretly wondered, but now he just wants to rescue Duan Yu as soon as possible, but he doesn't care, so he just follows him.

Zhong Ling led the way, and Ling Xiao found the stone house in the back mountain without any effort.

Looking around, I saw that the stone house was built against the mountain, with bluestone piled up by one person on all sides. Except for an exit on the front, all the other sides were sealed.

In other words, only by walking through the main gate can one save people.

The two of them are now behind the stone house. Zhong Ling pointed to the front of the stone house and whispered: "Brother Long, uncle is guarding there, he..."

"You are waiting here, I'll go and save Brother Duan." Long Tian said, and stepped out.

"But……"

Zhong Ling never expected Long Tian to be so straightforward. He wanted to say something that Long Tian had already left his hiding place, and was stunned.

The next moment, his mind became impatient. He saw his uncle's martial arts with his own eyes, which was better than his father and several uncles combined. Why did Brother Long be so reckless? He is still alive when he goes there?

"No matter what, I'll go to plead with my father, so that he must protect Brother Long's life." As soon as he thought of this, Zhong Ling stopped stopping and ran towards Lu Shiqi.

Zhong Ling didn't know that after she left, a red shadow flashed in the distance and disappeared.

...

Long Tian came out with his sword, and before he could walk a few steps ahead, he suddenly became clear.

I saw a stone table and four stools in front of the stone house. An old man was hunched, with sparse hair, holding an iron stick in his hand, and sitting with his back to him.

Opposite him was an old monk with a yellow-browed man standing beside him.

Both sides are playing chess!

"Duan Yanqing and the Yellow-browed Monk?"

The bright light in the eyes of the dragon and the sky passed away, and they stepped forward.

"Baby, this is not where you come." Duan Yanqing seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and the iron rod in his hand flew around like a butterfly.

"puff!"

A sharp finger energy broke through the air, and even though it was far away, you could feel a scorching force.

"One Yang Finger?"

Long Tian's eyes were slightly cold, and he stepped on the [Lingbo Weibu], and the "Infinite Sword" in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and a move "Qingsong Welcoming Guests" was used.

"Dingdang!"

Mars burst, and a yang finger dissipates with the wind.

"I'm not old, my swordsmanship is good. Boy, whose disciple are you?" A muffled voice sounded, and it sounded strange.

Long Tian knew that this was Duan Yanqing's original "ventral language", so it was so strange.

A cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes and he sang: "You are full of evil. If you know the truth, please let my brother go, otherwise Mr. Long would not show mercy under the sword."

"Hey, what a kid with a big temper. Although your Wuliang sword technique is exquisite, I don't know that Zuo Zimu's old bull's nose dares not be presumptuous in front of me, let alone you?"

Duan Yanqing obviously regarded Long Tian as the descendant of Wuliang Sword Sect.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

Long Tian sneered, ignoring Duan Yanqing at all. He stepped on the [Lingbo Weibu] and turned into wind. A few meters away came in a flash. The infinite sword in his hand was cut out evenly.

As he was about to slash Duan Yanqing, Duan Yanqing suddenly lay down, but saw half of his face covered by an iron mask, and his eyes radiated a fierce and vicious light.

The iron staff in his hand swept across.

"Call!"

The swords and staff intersected, and Duan Yanqing had already flew out in an instant, and the man quickly rotated in the air, and he steadily fell down with his two iron staffs.

Looking at Long Tian's eyes, there was a little more shock: "Boy, who are you? The Wuliang Sword Sect is definitely not as good as you?"

The yellow-browed monk on the side was even more shocked by Long Tian's performance. He came to his senses at this moment and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this old demon is proficient in the one-yang finger of my Dali Duan family, and he has many unique skills. Young man must be careful."

"Brother, is it the big brother here?" In addition to the main entrance of the stone house, there is also a small window, and Duan Yu's head appears on the small window.

When he saw that the visitor was Long Tian, ​​he burst into tears in excitement.

"Brother, hold on, and when I get rid of this old guy, I'll save you." A cold light suddenly appeared in Long Tian's eyes, and Lingbo's slight steps spread out, and his whole body turned into wind.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

The fourth level of [Infinite Sword Technique] is combined with the top-grade black iron weapon "Infinite Sword", just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, wherever it passes, the sword energy is scattered and willful.

Duan Yanqing held an iron slash with one hand, and continued to use the "One Yang Finger" to resist with the other hand.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Every time he takes action, Duan Yanqing will be forced to take a step back.

After dozens of moves in succession, Duan Yanqing had no choice but to retreat. A ruthlessness suddenly flashed in his eyes, abandoning the iron staff in his hand, and flew up in the air.

"Puff!"

With both hands at the same time, the powerful and powerful "Yiyang finger force" broke through the air.

The old monk Huangmei was shocked. He had cultivated the "Yiyang Finger" to this point and looked at the Duan family in Dali. Only a few senior brothers in Tianlong Temple could do it. Who is this guy?

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

...

At this moment, the stone house in the back mountain affected a group of people.

But they broke through the Duan family surrounded by Ye Erniang, Crocodile Laosan and others.

The leader was Dali Emperor Duan Zhengming, Zhennan King Duan Zhengchun, and later there were Duan family servants and mythical players who joined the Duan family.
Chapter completed!