When it comes to Duan Yu being kidnapped by the Tubo people, the one who is most worried about is Duan Yanqing. He now knows that Duan Yu is his son, and his life hope is placed on Duan Yu. He is anxious. When he heard someone scolding, he immediately sneered: "So what? So what? You are worthy of questioning me Duan Yanqing!"

The man gritted his teeth and sniffed: "Duan Yanqing, just accept the debt. You made my senior brother not a ghost, I will kill you!"

The man held an 88-pound iron axe, raised his head and roared angrily, rushed out, and slashed at Duan Yanqing with an axe.

"Brother Zhao Cheng, let's do it slowly-!"

Duan Zhengming and others never thought about the situation that had just calmed down. They started to rush to stop it. But it was too late. Duan Yanqing sneered and took action. The iron staff in his palm suddenly lit out, and the sharp whistling sound suddenly caused the air to rise.

A cold light flashed, and blood splashed!

Zhao Cheng roared to the sky, and his body rushed out like a tiger, braked suddenly, and his throat was penetrated by an iron rod.

"What a cruel method!" Duan Zhengming and others changed color. Duan Zhengming shook his body, shook his fingers into his nose, shook his head slightly, then looked at Duan Yanqing, and said in a deep voice: "You are too cruel to take action."

"Hehe, I, Duan Yanqing, claim to be full of evil deeds. No one who dares to stretch my claws at me has ever been able to live." Duan Yanqing sneered.

Zhao Cheng took action blatantly, but was instantly killed by Duan Yanqing, like a fuse, which instantly ignited the emotions of everyone present.

In order to test the ancestral arts, Wang Dong ordered Duan Yanqing, Murong Bo and others to search for martial arts experts throughout Dali. In a short period of time, even if there were not a hundred experimental subjects, there were always seventy or eighty people.

Although the world is not a chaotic world, it is definitely not a peaceful era. If it were ordinary people, not to mention seventy or eighty people, even if there were thousands or eighty people missing, it would be no big deal!

But these seventy or eighty people are different. These people are famous figures in the Dali martial arts world. Everyone can have a lot of relationships behind them. There are not many seventy or eighty people, but the network of relationships formed by them all is very close. Among the group of masters Duan Zhengming invited this time, at least more than half of them can have a relationship with the former.

Duan Zhengming was helpless.

Because he found out that he had to stand up for it.

Human relationships are mutual. Since others respond to his invitation, they will never be able to retreat when others are in trouble. Otherwise, who else will serve the Duan family in the future?

He sighed secretly and took a step forward. His expression became solemn again: "May I ask senior, why do you kill innocent people in my Dali territory and harm all the martial arts fellow workers?"

"Ha! You call me senior? Hahaha..." Duan Yanqing laughed loudly when he heard this, with an indescribable shrillness in his laughter.

Wang Dong sat in a stone pavilion under the shade of the tree, picked up a pot of wine, and drank it comfortably. He was originally putting himself out of the matter and watching the play on the wall, but after hearing Duan Zhengming's questioning, he suddenly smiled and said, "I can solve this problem for Brother Duan."

Duan Zhengming and others turned their eyes to him, and Duan Zhengming said, "Oh, I hope to hear it carefully."

"Because I ordered them to do the plunder of the martial arts people. Since I have given the order, how dare they not obey?"

With dozens of eyes fixed on him, Wang Dong didn't even look at him. His eyes were just staring at a glass of wine in front of him, and suddenly drank it all, and said calmly.

When everyone heard this, they looked different.

Master Kurong, and the monks of Tianlong Temple, frowned, but the yellow-browed monk's face remained unchanged. He still rubbed a string of Buddhist beads in his palm and murmured and chanted the scriptures in a low voice.

Most of the people were angry, staring at Wang Dong with their eyes blazing fire, and cursing. If Duan Zhengming had not told everyone to be calm, they would have been afraid that they would have been rushing forward and cut Wang Dong into pieces.

Duan Zhengming said with a stern expression: "As far as I know, the young master and my Dali martial arts world have never had any grudges, but for some reason they have taken such a ruthless move against many colleagues?"

Wang Dong asked replies without answering: "If I tell the reason, will you relieve your resentment and stop and go back?"

"dream!"

"You have hurt so many people, and you still want us to let you go? Unless you are cut into pieces, this hatred will be hard to eliminate!"

"Yes, why should your Majesty talk nonsense to him? Everyone will capture this beast, arrest him and kowtow to apologize..."

Before Duan Zhengming could speak, a group of people were already angry and started to clamor.

Duan Zhengming sighed again when he saw the crowd's affection, and said, "But it's not possible!"

Wang Dong took a sip of wine and smiled calmly: "Since that's the case, why bother with your lips and tongue?"

Master Kurong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "Just and clear, we should be constantly interrupted and suffer from chaos."

"Yes, Zhengming is very educated." Duan Zhengming gave a respectful salute, then his face became solemn, and bowed to Wang Dong: "Well, the last time he fought with the young master, I was just a blink of an eye and failed to fully see the young master's magical skills. Duan felt sorry. Today, we will come to experience the young master's amazing skills again, please!"

Wang Dong couldn't sit still and said calmly: "Just relying on you, I'm afraid it's still a little short of it if you want me to take action. Brother Duan, why don't you use all the means to call the troops you brought together?"

Duan Zhengming's expression changed immediately.

Duan's family has gained the country in Dali because of the Central Plains martial arts family. They have not lost their ancestors' legacy for hundreds of years. Whenever they encounter people from the martial arts world visiting or provoking trouble, they always follow the rules of the martial arts world - this time the exception is the same.

Emperor Baoding had no son, Duan Yu was the future monarch of Dali. His personal safety had already been implicated in the foundation of the country. Therefore, in order to be foolproof, Duan Zhengming not only invited experts from all directions to help the boxing, but also brought out 1,500 imperial guards. The imperial guards are the royal guards of the Duan family in Dali. Each of them is an elite man and has always been the last post to protect the royal family. The total number of people is only more than 3,000, which is already half of them!

In addition to the 1,500 Imperial Guards, Tianlong Temple also sent out 200 agile monks to protect the temple, with a total of more than 1,700 people. No matter how powerful the world is, it is afraid it will be difficult to resist.

Duan Zhengming ordered the Imperial Guard and the Tianlong Monk to stand by twenty miles away, but he did not expect that Wang Dong would still be told by Wang Dong in such a long distance. Wouldn't this shock him?

Soon, he didn't have time to think about it.

Wang Dong waved his hand slightly, and the next moment, his body shook continuously, his clothes broke through. Murong Bo, Jiumozhi, Duan Yanqing and others had already shot out one after another and rushed into the crowd.

In an instant, a series of powerful energy roared and the swords and shadows flashed continuously in the field. Dozens of people formed a ball, finger force, palm wind, and fist power intertwined, and the sound of violent collisions continued. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!