happy fisherman

Chapter 870
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Duan Yixu brought Duan Yuan and his guards to Houshan, Deng Changrui and his guards had obviously been waiting for a while.

"Nephew Xu'er, you're late!" Deng Changrui told the truth lightly with a smile on his lips.

Deng Changrui had a faint smile on his face, but the gaze on Duan Yixu's face was full of inquiring.

It is about the safety of the two children, Duan Yixu is late, what does this mean?
Could it be that in his heart, the safety of the two children is not as important as the emperor's life?
A moment of hesitation flashed in Deng Changrui's heart.

But soon, Deng Changrui put away his doubts. Seeing that Duan Yixu didn't speak, but looked back at him coldly, without any emotion on his face, he couldn't help but smiled and said: "Nephew Xuer, I heard that my two sons A great nephew is poisoned, your uncle and I were very worried after hearing this, and went to find the antidote in person!"

As Deng Changrui spoke, he winked at a guard in black costume behind him, who was about to walk towards Duan Yixu with a bottle.

"Thank you, Lord Duan, for your kindness, but this is the antidote," Duan Yixu paused, glanced at the bottle in the guard's hand, and said lightly, "It's no longer needed!"

Hearing this, Deng Changrui's face paused for a moment, surprise flashed across his eyes, and he looked at Duan Yixu uncertainly: "My king's two nephews..."

Deng Changrui's surprise was not fake, he was really surprised, because he knew that there were still two hours before the poison took effect, as long as he took the antidote within these two hours, nothing would happen, could it be because the child was too young? It's small, so it won't last two hours?

Deng Changrui glanced at Duan Yixu, so it could explain why this kid was late.

Deng Changrui coughed lightly, and said with grief on his face: "Poor child, you are still so young... Nephew Xu'er, my condolences..."

"Deng Changrui!" Hearing this, Duan Yixu, who was expressionless, couldn't help but think of the sufferings suffered by the two children. The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he interrupted Deng Changrui's words sharply: "Since you are here, don't worry about it." It’s time for me, let’s settle our new and old grudges together today!”

Duan Yixu has never been an impatient person, but today he made the first move, and his figure fell in front of Deng Changrui following his voice.

Shock flashed in Deng Changrui's eyes, but he quickly realized that the moment Duan Yixu's soft sword fell, his body flashed and he retreated more than one meter away.

"This is your real strength?!" Deng Changrui was a little embarrassed, looking at Duan Yixu with complicated eyes.

Duan Yixu seldom made moves. The reason why Deng Changrui fought Duan Yixu on the way to Yishan County last time was to test his strength.

Unexpectedly, that time he actually hid his strength!

Deng Changrui suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, and for the first time a look of vigilance appeared on his face.

Duan Yixu pursed his lips tightly, did not answer his words, and stabbed him with another sword.

At this time, Deng Changrui's guards came to their senses and wanted to step forward to wrap Duan Yixu around, but Duan Yuan and a few guards stepped forward to wrap them up before them.

The back mountain is too close to the barracks, so as not to alarm Duan Yixu, Deng Changrui did not bring too many people with him when he came. At this time, the number of the two sides is similar, and their martial arts are similar, so it is impossible to tell the winner for a while.

But Deng Changrui could bear it for more than ten years, the little danger in front of him was insignificant at all, it was only a few seconds of buffer, he recovered his normal expression and took Duan Yixu's second sword.

"Nephew Xu'er, does our nephew really have to go this far?"

With only two moves, Deng Changrui knew that he was not Duan Yixu's opponent. He thought that Dabao and Erbao had been poisoned and died, so he wanted to anger him with words and find flaws in his moves.

Duan Yixu turned a deaf ear to his words, and all his moves were killer moves, forcing Deng Changrui to back away.

In terms of physical strength, Deng Changrui is not as good as Duan Yixu. In terms of kung fu, Deng Changrui is no match for Duan Yixu. After a dozen or so moves, Deng Changrui was a little bit overwhelmed, his breath became unstable, and his sleeve was cut by Duan Yixu's sword. Fortunately, no flesh was hurt. .

Glancing at his sleeve, Deng Changrui's eyes flashed fiercely, but a strange smile appeared on his lips: "Nephew Xu'er, I understand what you mean, so I can't blame uncle!"

Duan Yixu laughed mockingly: "Prince Duan, when have you ever been merciful?"

"Believe it or not, this king really doesn't want to be your enemy." Deng Changrui blocked Duan Yixu's sword stabbing his chest in embarrassment, and said with some panting.

Duan Yixu didn't talk nonsense with him, and made a feint towards his neck. The moment Deng Changrui hurriedly withdrew his sword to block it, the sword in Duan Yixu's hand still went towards his chest.

Deng Changrui's face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Fire the arrow!"

The sword in Duan Yixu's hand stopped, and Deng Changrui took the opportunity to retreat one meter to Duan Yixu's right.

Suddenly, Duan Yixu's expression turned serious, and he waved the soft sword behind him without hesitation, only to hear a "ding", and an arrow landed at Duan Yixu's feet.

Before Duan Yixu could retract the sword, two more arrows shot through the air, all aimed at Duan Yixu's vitals.

Seeing the opportunity, Deng Changrui stabbed Duan Yixu with his sword while Duan Yixu couldn't get away.

Attacking from both sides, Deng Changrui believes that even if he has three heads and six arms, it is impossible to be unscathed!

But to Deng Changrui's surprise, Duan Yixu simply ignored the two flying arrows and gave him a cold smile.

Deng Changrui's sword stopped less than an inch away from Duan Yixu's chest, and he lowered his head to look at his abdomen in disbelief.

Duan Yixu didn't give him any chance to breathe, he took out his sword and swung it a few times without hesitation.

Deng Changrui snorted, and knelt down in front of Duan Yixu.

"you……"

Deng Changrui stared wide-eyed at the two arrows that had been knocked down by something, then looked at his limbs with severed tendons, and finally looked at Duan Yixu in a daze.

Did he lose?

His meticulous planning for more than ten years was destroyed like this?
His dream, the seat above [-] people is clearly within reach...

Deng Changrui stared closely at Duan Yixu, and suddenly laughed.

He taught his staff to underestimate the enemy, but what about him, isn't he the same?
He underestimated the person in front of him!

"Don't worry, this commander won't let you die easily!" Duan Yixu couldn't see any emotion in his bottomless eyes.

After finishing speaking, without looking at Deng Changrui again, he turned and walked towards Hei Li over there.

Seeing that Hei Li, who was supposed to be seriously injured, appeared in front of him full of energy at this moment, and looking at the dead, wounded and injured guards and hidden guards, what else did Deng Changrui not understand?
He lost, lost completely...

Deng Changrui groaned for a while, then suddenly smiled in relief.

"Marshal, are you alright?" Hei Li looked at Duan Yixu with lingering fear.

(End of this chapter)