I rely on green tea to coax the amnesia master back

The moment Dong Zhuo saw Dong Yixiu's trouser legs, his knees gave way and he almost fell to his knees.However, the self-esteem he has retained for many years as the leader of the alliance made him unwilling to kneel down to the enemy. When he spoke, he still had a strong condemnation and pain.

"Zhou Ying, what did you do to my son!"

He roared, his eyes were bloodshot, and he almost wanted to rush up at any time to fight Zhou Ying to the death.However, Dong Yixiu's lifeblood was pinched in the palm of the opponent. As long as someone dared to act rashly, Zhou Ying would probably directly tear his face and crush the throat bone of the person in his hand.

Dong Zhuo is very clear about a person like him who can definitely do things like fish and fish.However, Dong Yixiu's empty right leg still made him unable to bear to raise his eyes.

Even so, Leader Dong still looks like he is self-inflicted, staring at the lost part tightly, as if he wants to engrave Dong Yixiu's hatred in his bones.

He Tingfeng's lower lip was bitten out of blood by himself. As early as when he saw Dong Yixiu's tragic situation, he had been thinking about countermeasures in his mind.Zhou Ying is too vicious, if he fights head-on, the other party might come and die.

It is impossible for him to let Dong Yixiu die for nothing, after all, the young man is not only Wu Shangqing's disciple, but also a family member who has been with him day and night, life and death.

Seeing the apprehensive appearance of these righteous people in front of him, Zhou Ying only felt very happy in his heart.The fingers also continued to pinch, causing Dong Yixiu to make meaningless noises, his face flushed, and his breathing gradually weakened.

He has experienced this kind of torture no less than ten times in the past few days, but when the suffocation came again, Dong Yixiu still found it unbearable.Natural tears welled up in his eyes, half from difficulty breathing and the other half from pain.

"Dong Zhuo, did you see it?" Zhou Ying loosened the restraint a little, so that Dong Yixiu could breathe.He blocked the young man in front of him, as if he wanted to show Dong Zhuo the truth, "Your son fell into my hands, the owner of this village has never treated him badly."

Dong Zhuo was so angry that he almost couldn't help but drew his sword and rushed forward: "You are despicable and shameless! You have the ability to challenge me one-on-one!"

Seeing this, Zhou Ying tightened his control over Dong Yixiu again.This move is to let Dong Zhuo know that he can cut off the boy's neck at any time, so that the father and son cannot be reunited.

As a last resort, Dong Zhuo's footsteps were forcibly nailed in place.For the first time since then, he has been restricted to such a degree, and he can only watch his son being tortured, but there is nothing he can do.

In the blink of an eye, a gust of sword wind approached Zhou Ying's neck, and his natural anticipation of danger made him fall backwards accurately, while not forgetting to hold Dong Yixiu in his hand.Even though he evaded so quickly, the tip of the ear was still cut off in small pieces, dripping with blood.

He Tingfeng saw the right moment and was about to step forward to rescue Dong Yixiu, but Zhou Ying suddenly turned his palm over, pulled out a dagger from nowhere, and slashed fiercely at the same part of the boy's earlobe. Dong Yixiu screamed and successfully stopped him. The pace of Xianjun.

"He Tingfeng, if you dare to take another step forward, the owner of the villa can't guarantee where he will be injured next time."

Xian Jun held it in his palm and shouted angrily: "Zhou Ying, don't involve the innocent in our grievances. Let him go, and I will be your hostage."

Zhou Ying smiled ironically, the dagger was shining brightly, and met the neck of the man in his hand.Dong Yixiu retreated subconsciously, trying to avoid the sharp sword edge, but behind him was Zhou Ying's chest, which made him completely unavoidable.

"Are you stupid to be the owner of this villa?" Zhou Ying looked into He Tingfeng's eyes, as if looking at some ants, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "What are you waiting for? He Tingfeng is here alone now, arrest him, It will make the head of the ten-direction prison obediently be captured without a fight, and Wuzhou will have no troubles from now on."

He didn't seem to be speaking for Xian Jun, because just as Zhou Ying finished speaking, a large group of people gathered around him.

Occasionally, some people pretending to be civilians are mixed in, and even more, they are somewhat familiar.These people seem to be... the elders who appeared at the Chongyang Summit.

He Tingfeng is not familiar with them. After all, Wuzhou is a vast land and rich in resources. It is a river and lake, and there are countless people in command. Even if he can remember a few, it is not easy for him.

Seeing this, he suddenly understood Zhou Ying's plan. The other party wanted to use public opinion to incite people's hearts, turn his disadvantages into advantages, and advocate the immortal family to arrest him so that he could escape.

How could He Tingfeng let him get what he wished, his eyes flashed, and his palm quietly began to gather spiritual power, but the moment he threw it, Zhou Ying sensed the danger, knowing that he couldn't dodge it, he clenched his back molars tightly, and suddenly threw Dong Yixiu stood in front of him, ready to slit his opponent's throat and die together.

He was betting, betting that He Tingfeng would not be ruthless, even if he was ruthless, how could Dong Zhuo watch his son die.

"No! We won't move, don't hurt him!"

Dong Yixiu was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the severe pain to come. At the very moment, Hengtian broke out a male voice, and then he saw the long sword being thrown in front of the spiritual power, which happened to stop the progress of the spiritual power.

However, the long sword was still invincible to the immortal monarch's inner power, and it shattered in a short time, splitting into pieces. He Tingfeng hurriedly executed a trick to pull back the unleashed spiritual power, which made it less than a centimeter from the tip of Dong Yixiu's nose. Where stagnant, dissipated.

Zou Yi flew down, because he was seriously injured before, he couldn't help but soften his knees when he landed, his body swayed, and it took two or three seconds to stabilize.He spoke incoherently and pleaded in fear: "Xianjun, please, the younger brother is still in Zhou Ying's hands, don't use your spiritual power to accidentally hurt him."

He Tingfeng frowned silently, knowing that it would be even more difficult to find Zhou Ying's flaws in the future.

He didn't act rashly just now, but accurately calculated the speed and distance to ensure that Dong Yixiu would not be in serious trouble, but Zou Yi's turmoil must have made Zhou Ying aware of his motives and increased his precautions.

"He Tingfeng, I advise you to play it safe. Do you really think that I dare not kill him?" Zhou Ying laughed, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he raised the dagger, as if he was really planning to know Dong Yixiu's life.

Just heard a plop--

"do not want!"

It was the sound made by Zou Yi kneeling on his knees.

When he committed such humiliating behavior, Dong Yixiu couldn't bear it any longer, and cried loudly: "Senior brother... don't, get up."

"Quiet." Zhou Ying approached with a dagger, threatening the young man in a cold voice, narrowing his eyes, with full threat, "Do you want to die?"

This is the best method he has found in the past few days, it can punish Dong Yixiu without any effort, and it can also make the other party obedient.

But this time, Dong Yixiu couldn't care less, his eyes were moist and gradually blurred.Recalling what he had done these days, and now seeing his brother kneel down and beg Zhou Ying for him, he felt more and more unforgivable.

So I could only repeat over and over again: "Don't... Senior Brother, get up, Senior Brother."

Pale and feeble, unable to salvage any situation.

The situation was stalemate, and the spectator elders around seemed to be persuaded by Zhou Ying's success, and there were vague signs of making a move.

I can't wait any longer, He Tingfeng thought silently.

The hand behind his back quietly condensed the broken jade, his face was still calm, and he recited the formula in his heart, preparing to cast an illusion of heavenly punishment on Zhou Ying.

This was a skill that He Tingfeng had learned from ancient books, and it could only last for three seconds to divert the enemy's attention.

bang.

Thunder rolls.

Zhou Ying did too many bad things, the thunder really made him tremble for no reason, he even loosened the restraint on Dong Yixiu in his hand, and successfully exposed his flaws.

He Tingfeng saw the right moment, flew up, holding the broken jade in his hand, ready to slash towards Zhou Ying.

However, halfway through the journey, he was suddenly hit by a huge force on his back, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, Duanyu also dropped his hand directly, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

His body fell like a falling butterfly, and he was powerless to turn things around.

"Master!" There was a lung-piercing roar not far away, and everyone saw a black shadow flash, and Shenlou teleported below He Tingfeng, and embraced the master into his arms.

He Tingfeng was still coughing uncontrollably, mouthfuls of blood kept pouring out of his lips, and his brain was in severe pain.

Looking at the bright red and eye-catching patches on the master's lips and chest, Shen Lou paused every word and gritted his teeth: "Duan, Qing, Yun."

That's right, this fatal blow was indeed caused by Duan Qingyun.

He walked out from the dark place and looked at his palm in a daze, even he couldn't believe it, just now he actually hit He Tingfeng with the wind of his palm.

Why did he do this?

Duan Qingyun asked himself.

Is it for Zhou Ying?He thinks not.

He has been studying how to defeat He Tingfeng for many years, and the other party is willing to discuss martial arts with him, so naturally he will teach them all.Behind the scenes, Duan Qingyun has mastered countless ways to put the immortal king to death, and is ready to send the other party to hell at any time.

But now, looking at his ordinary palm prints in front of him, the unreasonable fear in Duan Qingyun's chest was magnified without limit, almost enveloping him.

He should have used ten percent of his strength in this blow, and He Tingfeng was defenseless. In other words, Xianjun should have shown his back to Duan Qingyun without reservation, and was completely injured by the opponent because of this.

He Tingfeng's mouth was still overflowing with blood, and his back was hit hard, which made it difficult for him to breathe. He could only use all his strength to hold Shenlou's robe tightly, and opened his mouth, but in the end nothing came out. Said, suddenly passed out.

The arm suddenly dropped to the ground, and there was no more sound.

Shenlou's eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire, and the inner demon completely enveloped him, his whole body showed signs of demonization, and the black energy bound his whole body.He held his master in his arms, got up silently, and walked towards the enemy step by step.

Before he had time to think through his thoughts, Duan Qingyun had a premonition of danger, and when he raised his eyes, he witnessed Shenlou's demonization process.

He was shocked in his heart, without even thinking about it, he raised his voice and shouted: "The Immortal has been seriously injured, and now is a good opportunity to capture the devil. If we work together, we will be able to kill the devil in one fell swoop."