Chapter 183: Clearing the Portal
"What the world's largest gang, but that's it!"
Ding Chunqiu laughed, very disdainful of the strength of the beggar gang, and when the many star disciples next to him heard this, they suddenly became arrogant and shouted loudly again.
In the eyes of these people, even if the former gang leader Qiao Feng leaves, the beggar gang is still the number one gang in the world, and there are many masters in the gang, which should not be humiliated.
No one expected that the seemingly powerful beggar gang would actually be strong on the outside and strong in the middle, so weak that even a Ding Chunqiu could not deal with it.
If the beggars have no means, their reputation in the rivers and lakes will inevitably plummet in the future.
Some righteous people couldn't stand Ding Chunqiu's rampant tone, and shouted from the crowd: "The beggar gang resisted the Western Xia of the Liao Kingdom, fought for many years, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending shook the world, and the first gang in the world deserved its name, Ding Lao blamed you for defeating the four elders of the beggar gang, it doesn't mean that you can trample the beggar gang under your feet! If you have the courage, you can go to Qiao Feng to learn his eighteen palms of dragon descending, and then say that the beggar gang is not!"
Ding Chunqiu frowned, his eyes swept through the crowd, and because there were too many people, he didn't find out who said it.
"If Qiao Feng dares to come, the old man will naturally learn his technique!"
He snorted coldly, and with a wave of the pu fan in his hand, he let the hundreds of disciples under the door continue to move forward. At this time, the four elders of the beggar gang who had been poisoned were already blue, and the true qi in their bodies could not suppress the poison, and they were about to die.
"Abbot!"
At the mountain gate in the distance, Master Xuansheng quietly came to Xuan Ci's side and asked him with his eyes if he wanted to make a move. Xuan Ci nodded slightly.
Ding Chunqiu is a master of the evil sect, and now he is doing this to the beggar gang in full view, if the Shaolin Temple is indifferent and sits back and watches the beggar gang be defeated by him, the reputation of the Shaolin Temple's righteous path will also be damaged.
Whether it is for the prestige of the Shaolin Temple or to maintain the stability of this conference, it is necessary to eradicate the-stirring stick of Ding Chunqiu first.
"Hahaha, what a shameless old thief, he dares to shout like this!"
Suddenly, there was a long howl in the distance, the wind was howling, and several figures crossed the group of heroes gathered around Shaomu Mountain and came to the front of the mountain gate.
"Who?"
Ding Chunqiu's face was angry, he slapped the sedan chair, and the whole person roared up, blasting out a few palm prints at the suddenly appeared figures, the palm wind was fishy, and the heroes saw that their faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly dodged to the side, giving him room to move.
This is his self-created marrow pumping palm, which is extremely vicious.
Poof! A sharp finger force roared down, Ding Chunqiu suddenly snorted, and his body technique burst back and back, and his palm was pierced by the finger force, and blood was dripping.
Then, these figures fell to the ground in unison, led by a young man in brocade, heroic, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and extraordinary momentum.
"Who is this man?"
Some people in the rivers and lakes didn't know the identity of this young man, but they all felt shocked in their hearts when they saw that he easily injured Ding Chunqiu, who had just opened and was still majestic.
"It's Gusu Murong Fu! Nan Murong is here!"
Someone recognized the identity of the person who came, and couldn't help shouting, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes suddenly made a commotion, it turned out that this was the famous Murong Fu, and it was indeed worthy of his name.
"Murong Gongzi, there are ...... Miss Wang!"
Duan Yu's eyes suddenly lit up after seeing Wang Yuyan, but then he thought of the identity of this girl, and the corners of his mouth suddenly welled up with bitterness. I sighed in my heart, and completely let go of the thoughts I shouldn't have.
"It turned out to be Murong Gongzi, the old man and the Murong family have never had a grudge, I don't know why Your Excellency is embarrassed with me?"
Ding Chunqiu held back the pain in his palm, his face twitched, and then he quietly took two steps forward. It seems that I don't understand what's going on.
"Ding Chunqiu, you betrayed the master and killed the master, I have succeeded to the head of the Xiaoyao faction, so naturally I want to clean up the portal and eradicate your cancer!"
Yang Yunmo rubbed the Qibao ring on his finger and said lightly.
"Clean up the portal?"
The onlookers were a little confused So, they had never heard of any free sect on the rivers and lakes, but from what Yang Yun said, they could hear that Ding Chunqiu seemed to be a disciple of this sect.
When Duan Yu heard the three words of the Xiaoyao faction, he was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu that he had learned, if it weren't for these two martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction, he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain the chicken.
"You are the new head of the Loose Sect, how is it possible?" Ding Chunqiu couldn't believe it. But seeing the Seven Treasure Ring in Yang Yun's hand, he had to believe in this fact.
Swish!
At this time, Yang Yun suddenly waved his sleeves and rolled the air in front of him back, "Let me tell you another thing, poisoning this kind of demonic method is of no use to me!"
Ding Chunqiu quietly took two steps forward just now, and secretly released a poisonous three smiles and scattered. wants to poison Murong Fu in front of him. However, he didn't expect that Yang Yun's spiritual strength was strong, and any of his actions could not be concealed.
"Good...... Since you want to clear the portal, come on!"
Ding Chunqiu's face was pale, and he suddenly grabbed the two disciples beside him and threw them in the direction of Yang Yun, and when the two Star Constellation disciples were arrested, they also screamed loudly.
However, after being thrown, he lost his breath.
A trace of cold color appeared on Yang Yun's face, and he raised his hand to send out a palm, as if the sun was hanging high, purple qi was in the air, and the two flying corpses exploded in the air in an instant, and were turned into flying ashes by the palm power of the most yang and strong.
Seeing this palm, the surrounding rivers and lakes were suddenly shocked, this move was not fancy, it was all based on the power of the most yang and rigid palm, like the great sun that incinerated all things, and directly evaporated the two corpses out of thin air.
This kind of means is no longer like a human means. Xuan Ci and many masters of Shaolin Temple were secretly frightened, but they didn't expect Gusu Murong Fu's strength to be so amazing.
"How is that possible?"
At this time, Ding Chunqiu had just followed the thrown corpse to the front, ready to follow behind the corpse and attack. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but turn pale.
But now that he has rushed to the front, he can't afford to retreat, so he can only urge his true qi and continue to shoot.
Against people, Yang Yun has never been afraid. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued to use the Tianshan Six Yang Palm to meet him.
"Huagong Dafa!" Ding Chunqiu smiled cruelly, and used the means of pressing the bottom of the box, what can the other party's true qi be strong, as long as he hits the Dafa of Huagong, even if it is an innate true qi, it will be corroded.
There was a loud boom, like thunder.
Yang Yun's true qi was refined and pure, masculine and rigid, fierce and domineering, ignoring the poison brought by the Dafa of Transformation Gong, and instantly broke through all barriers, only to hear the crisp sound of clicking, Ding Chunqiu's face was distorted, his arms exploded inch by inch, and then with a bang, a hole was opened in his chest.
The cult master who had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades was killed.