C19 Days

Duan Siping's clothes fluttered in the wind. He seemed to be moving on the outside, but his heart was as steady as a mountain.

Yang Jie and Yang Xiong were like two iron towers. Their bodies were motionless, but their hearts were burning with a raging fire.

The two brothers couldn't bear it any longer.

Yang Jie's standing legs gradually moved outwards, his front legs were stretched out, and his hind legs were bent, forming a footwork posture.

Yang Xiong understood that this was an attack to attack Duan Siping's lower body. Thus, he gave Yang Xiong a meaningful glance, followed by a flying dragon flying in the sky. He leaped up, rotated his legs, and kicked towards Duan Siping's head.

At the same time, Yang Xiong drew a circle on the ground.

They all said that they would kill the enemy's father and son. Yang Jie and Wu Steel were either up or down, forward or behind, guarding or attacking. One of them punched, the other kicked; one used his elbow, the other used his knee. It really was flawless.

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I'll move! Duan Siping made his move. He only dodged and did not counterattack.

However, the movements that did not strike out were still fascinating: Treading on the palace, Dry Steps, Right to Left, Entering and Exiting the Barrier; Entering the gates of heaven, stepping on the ground, trembling from the front to the back, moving from death to life.

A shadow floated amidst the attacks of the Yang Clan Brothers, flickering in and out of existence.

The spectators were completely silent, and the weird cries of the Yang Clan brothers could be heard.

"Tiny Rippling Steps!" Lee Hengfang said in his heart.

"Tiny Rippling Steps!" Below the stage, Duan Siliang growled softly.

"Profound Rippling Steps?" Gaoshan Luoxue's and her sister's eyes sparkled.

If we were to say that the methods of the Yang Clan brothers were indeed powerful, then a direct punch, a swing punch, a hook punch, a chop punch, a whip punch … Kick, flick, sweep, hook, kick … This Black Tiger Steals Heart, That Illusory Dragon Formless; This Condor spreads its wings, That Dog Eating …

The Yang Clan brothers only had ruthless, poisonous, strange, and rotten moves … Each and every one of his moves were exquisite and exquisite.

Duan Siping didn't make any moves, maybe he doesn't know any moves at all. His move was to dodge. After dodging to the point where Yang Jie and Liu Tie were sweating and gasping for air, Duan Siping finally made his move after the fierce and disordered moves slowed down.

Actually, this wasn't a move. If one were to say what it was, it could only be a move to be withdrawn.

His left hand caught Yang Jie's slanted kick and his right hand blocked Yang Xiong's Fist of Nest.

The two Yang Clan brothers cried out at the same time and retreated backwards.

Yang Jie jumped on one leg as he bent down to grab his right foot with both hands. Yang Xiong's right hand grabbed his left wrist and held it tightly as he blew on it.

It turned out that Duan Siping had used a tiny bit of the power of the Six Passages of Divine Sword.

When he grabbed Yang Jie's ankle with one hand, he squeezed it lightly with three fingers, breaking the ankle bone in the process. With the other hand, he sealed Yang Xiong's fist. When Yang Xiong pulled his fist back, Duan Siping pushed him again. Yang Xiong's palm reversed direction and stuck onto his wrist.

The Yang Clan brothers cried so bitterly that they lost their combat ability. However, they did not run away. Perhaps they thought that running was a waste of time. They felt weak all over and did not have the strength to run.

Duan Siping said calmly: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"What?"

"I told you to leave quickly!"

The two of them reluctantly turned around and walked away. The henchmen followed behind them.

Their subordinates quickly allowed them to mount their own horses, and soon, they disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

"Duan Siping, sit in the world. Duan Siping, sit in the world..." They were pursued by shouts like the tide.

Gaoshan Luoxue ran up to the stage and threw herself into Duan Siping's arms with tears streaming down her face.

When both of them walked down the stage, an old man and Dong Jialuo were walking over the wooden bridge over the Immortal River.

Lee Hengfang seemed to have seen that old man before.

He whispered to Daoist Everlasting, "Who is that person?"

"Shanju Regional Commander Fang!" Daoist Everlasting followed his gaze and looked over, then answered.

"Wasn't it a mountain two years ago?"

"After Yang Ganzhen usurped the throne, Mountain was assassinated. Without descendants, his younger brother will inherit the title!"

Duan Siping and Gaoshan Luoxue got off the stage together with Duan Siliang and the rest and walked towards the white horse that was hooting for its owner.

At this time, Gao Regional Commander and Advisor Dong Jialuo also came to Duan Siping's side. Duan Siping bowed to Gaoshan Luoxue's father as a junior.

"What should we do next?" Finally, Dong Jialuo asked for instructions.

"I wonder how many people the old gramps has under his command!" Duan Siping asked Gao Fang with a smile.

"Thirty thousand troops and horses below, you can still recruit some from the Shanju's territory!"

"Fine, we will destroy the bridge between Jinsha River and Yalong River first, guard the danger, focus on the internal politics, and intensify our training. We will intensify our cooperation with the people of the other thirty-seven tribes, and the most important thing is to dispatch our troops to lower our heads and intensify our harassment of the people within the Nanzhao regime, causing their internal organs to continue to divide, resulting in them being deserted by their loved ones. However, I will have to trouble the Military Advisor and my younger brother with these tasks. "Duan Siping stroked his white horse, and then patted the leather bag on his saddle." I can't not practice this Heavenly Dragon City Breaking Halberd!

"Yes sir!" Duan Siliang and Dong Jialuo answered in unison!

Daoist Everlasting and Lee Hengfang walked out of Shanju City.

"I would really like to see how the internal structure of the Nanzhao rapidly splits, and how all its relatives will be betrayed!" Lee Hengfang seemed to be talking to himself.

"That's easy!" As he spoke, the Daoist priest began to form hand seals as he muttered an incantation.

All of a sudden, the world turned into desert and sand, and the world became muddled.

By the time Lee Hengfang's mind was clear, they were already in a familiar yet unfamiliar place: a large hall, walls, and a few palace lights that were flickering — That's right, Lee Hengfang had come to this place before. It was the palace of Nanzhao, the residence of Yang Ganzhen.

Yang Ganzhen was lying on his back on a leopard-skin covered chair with his brothers beside him. Yang Jie was leaning on his crutches, and his left wrist was wrapped in bandages.

"How could you guys lose so badly?" Yang Chao asked his two brothers, "Also, how did they let you off so easily?"

"Duan Siping is really amazing! Sixth brother and I are really no match, "Yang Jie replied." I was also wondering why he didn't kill us, probably to show his kindness and righteousness and to bribe the people. Didn't you hear the cries of the people of Shanju?

"What is that?" This time, the one who spoke was Yang Meng.

"Duan Siping, sit under the heavens!"

"Bullshit!" Yang Chao flew into a rage.

At this moment, Yang Ganzhen coughed and then cleared his throat. He was much more haggard than he had been two years ago, with a sallow complexion and a limp body.

"Not all of them are farts," Yang Ganzhen said. "Not only Shanju, even the territories of the other thirty-seven departments, Regional Commander, have shouted like this. Now that it has reached the Imperial Palace, all of you should know that the Imperial Palace has been making trouble for the past few days!"

"Ghost? Hadn't Reverend Huiyuan of Wuwei Temple come to transcend? There was also Maoshan and Taoist Tian who came, "Yang Wei said," It was Big Brother who said there were no ghosts! "

"Hui Yuan said that the evil ghost really doesn't listen to words, and wanted me to abdicate and avoid calamity, and use the rest of my life to detain the soul of the crown prince of the Zheng Family whose egg I crushed. Daoist Tongtian also said that he couldn't capture the flying demon in the palace, unless I obediently abdicate!"

"No wonder Big Brother doesn't admit that there's a ghost. Who would be willing to give up the throne of the Emperor?" Yang Chao stared straight at Yang Ganzhen.

Yang Ganzhen sighed, "However, it seems that is the number of days! Once Nanzhao gets to Shun Huazhen, it will be over. I, Yang Ganzhen, am Shun Huazhen's blood and bone.

"No!" Yang Chao hurriedly said, "Shun Huazhen's family has already expended a few days, but my Yang Clan has only just started. My Yang Clan has not been exhausted, so my Flowing Gold Dang is invincible under the heavens, and my Raksha Sword is even better than Big Brother. I definitely won't let you easily admit defeat and give up the world to Duan Clan!"

"Alright, let's talk about it tomorrow. I want to rest!" Yang Ganzhen closed his eyes to rest.

One by one, his brothers retreated.