After the disciples of the Star Sect glanced at the three smiling fellow disciples, they didn't dare to take a breath, they all lowered their heads, where did they dare to meet the master's eyes. Everyone thought in their hearts: "I don't know how this kid annoyed Master in his words, and Master actually killed him with such powerful means?" In Ding Chunqiu's heart, he was angry and fearful.

It turned out that when he was talking to Ah Zi just now, his big sleeves were slightly raised, and he had already used his superior internal force to wave the poisonous powder of "Loose Three Laughing Scattered" towards Murong Fu.

The poisonous powder is colorless and odorless, extremely subtle, and the guest hall of this small shop is not very bright, no matter how high Murong Fu's martial arts are, he will never notice it, but he didn't know what means to use, and he actually transferred this Xiaoyao Sanxiao to his disciple's body. The death of a disciple is not a pity, but between Murong Fu talking and laughing, he didn't see him make a move, so he transferred the poisonous powder to others, this kung fu is really incredible, with Ding Chunqiu's knowledge, he can't think of what kind of kung fu it is for a while.

He just thought of eight words in his heart: "Give back to the other in his way, and give back to the other in his way." Obviously, the technique used by Murong Fu is similar to "receiving a hidden weapon, hitting a hidden weapon", receiving darts and sending darts, receiving arrows and sending arrows, he is receiving poison powder and sending poison powder. But this poisonous powder is so subtle, how can he not let it get wet, and then it comes out again?

"This Murong Fu's way of using the other, and giving back to the other body is indeed a bit mysterious!" Xiaoyaozi couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

"No, I have to get this kung fu to strengthen my free faction!" A fine light flashed in Qi Yuan's eyes, and he stared at Murong Fu and whispered.

And Na Ding Chunqiu was also full of emotions at the moment, and he thought again: "If you talk about the way of the other, you will also give to the other." This Xiaoyao Sanxiao should be returned to me, hum, presumably this kid is afraid of the old fairy and does not dare to rush to pick up the tiger's whiskers. ”

He thought of "brushing the tiger's beard" Sanyu in his heart, and touched his beard with his hand, and where he touched his tentacles, he only touched seven or eight burnt short whiskers, and he was not annoyed but happy: "With Su Xinghe's knowledge and skills, after all, he still died in the hands of the old immortal, and Murong Fuyu was stinky and dry." What's the point? ”

His mind was full of thoughts. But no matter what, he didn't want to show weakness in front of the group of disciples, and said: "Murong Gongzi, you and I really have a fate, come and come." I toast you with a glass of wine. ”

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers. A wine glass in front of him flew towards Murong Fu.

It's a brilliant wave. The glass swept away, but not a drop of wine spilled out.

If it had been a normal time, the group of disciples would have been thunderous. It's just that when I saw a fellow disciple die strangely, I was afraid that I would slap the horse's feet on the horse's feet, and I couldn't figure out the master's intentions, so no one dared to speak rashly.

But this cheer is always wanted, otherwise the master will be surprised, but he can't afford to bear the guilt. As soon as the wine glass arrived in front of Murong Fu, all the disciples drank like thunder: "Okay! ”

There are three particularly timid ones, even this voice did not dare to drink, until the crowd shouted, only to remember that they did not applaud, too backward, busy with the applause, but the three "good" words, always a moment late, obviously not neat enough.

When the three men saw the reproachful eyes of their fellow disciples, they were ashamed and terrified.

Murong replied: "Mr. Ding is a senior, how can there be a reason for the seniors to toast the juniors first?" This glass of wine, the younger generation didn't dare to worship it, and gave it to the high disciples! As he spoke, he exhaled, and the cup suddenly turned around and flew in front of the first star disciple on the left.

Ding Chunqiu saw him blow the wine glass crookedly, knowing that he was using the kung fu of "four or two dialing a thousand catties", his fingers popped out, but it was a physical touch, although the force was used skillfully, but it was not so unusual, blowing the cup with the breath in the mouth, compared with playing the cup with his fingers, the difference between difficulty and ease, even if he did not know martial arts, he could see it. As soon as the wine glass turned, Ding Chunqiu obviously lost a move.

In fact, the breath that came out of Murong Fu's mouth was completely different from the strength of Ding Chunqiu's fingers, but he made it a coincidence and borrowed Ding Chunqiu's elastic power, and in the eyes of others, it seemed that he blew the cup away in one breath, but in fact, the cup flew away, still due to the force of a flick on Ding Chunqiu's fingers.

When the star disciple saw the cup flying, he was at a loss for a moment, not knowing whether it was better to avoid it or to reach out to catch it, but he was undecided, the cup was already in front of him, he didn't have time to think about it, so he naturally stretched out his right hand, caught the wine glass, and said, "This is the wine that Master toasts you!" He was about to push out the wine glass with the force of his palm and flew in front of Murong Fu, when suddenly there was a miserable cry of "ah", and he fell backwards, and he didn't move at all.

All the disciples were heartbroken this time, knowing that as soon as the master flicked the wine glass, he applied the poison in his fingernails to the cup, as long as Murong Fu's fingers touched the wine glass, he didn't have to touch his lips with wine, and he gave his life like this star disciple.

Ding Chunqiu's face changed color, and his heart was extremely angry, knowing that he had missed this time, and he could no longer hide from the eyes of the disciples, everyone knew that he had assassinated Murong Fu with poisonous powder, but he rebounded and killed the disciples of the Star Sect. When he first met Murong Fu, he had a palm with him, and he knew that the other party's palm power was really good, and if he used real kung fu, he might not be able to defeat him.

When his mind turned, he had already made up his mind: "It is inevitable to deal with this kid with the 'Transformation of Gong Dafa'." At this point, he couldn't show his elegance anymore, he held a wine glass in both hands, stood up slowly, and said, "Murong Gongzi, the old man always respects you with this glass of wine." As he spoke, he walked over to Murong Fu.

At a glance, Murong Fu saw that there was a faint layer of blue light in that glass of liquor, which obviously contained extremely powerful poison. Seeing Ding Chunqiu walking in front of him, only separated by a table of eight immortals, Murong took a breath, and the water in Ding Chunqiu's cup of wine rose sharply, becoming a turquoise waterline.

Ding Chunqiu secretly exclaimed: "It's amazing! "Knowing that after the other party sucks, followed by a spit, this waterline will shoot at himself, although it is not a big problem for himself after shooting, but he is drenched in wine, and he is always embarrassed and ugly.

The disciples of the Xingzhu Sect have seen many times when the master fights with others, such as competing with Su Xinghe for internal strength, which is to push a pillar of fire by the power of each or more forces, and the strong one wins, and the weak one dies, which is no longer obvious. At this time, seeing a thin line of turquoise water rising from the wine glass, knowing that the Master was fighting with the other party again, everyone's minds were spinning, and they were all thinking about how to come up with ingenuity and create some new tricks to praise the Master.

Unexpectedly, Ding Chunqiu's internal strength was vomited, Murong Fu didn't fight against him, and the waterline shot straight into his face, and the group of disciples all said "Huh", but they didn't expect the master to win so easily. These people's brains were not very sensitive, and Ding Chunqiu won too quickly, which caught them off guard. Among the disciples, there are only some clichés such as "martial arts are world-famous" and "the first in the world", and it is no longer too late to come up with a new eulogy to win the master's praise.

Ah Zi saw that the master suddenly met a strong opponent before, and she was secretly happy in her heart, thinking that it was a good opportunity to get out, but she didn't expect the other party to be vulnerable, and she couldn't help but be disappointed.

A group of disciples just opened their mouths and were about to cheer, but they saw that the water line rushed to a place about half a foot away from the tip of Murong Fu's nose, and suddenly shook to the left, turning into a curved arc, passing behind his head, flying swiftly and incoherently, and with a pop, it went straight into the mouth of a star disciple.

The man was opening his mouth wide to applaud, but before the word "good" could be heard, the water line formed by a glass of poisoned wine had already penetrated into his stomach. The waterline went too fast, and he still shouted happily: "Good! It wasn't until after the applause that he realized and shouted, "Not good! ”

As soon as the words fell, he was stunned on the ground, only to see his face, hands and feet, quickly and abnormally erosive, and in a moment, even his clothes were rotten cleanly, leaving only a pile of white bones. This poison was so powerful, Murong Fu was also shocked: "I have never seen such a domineering poison in the rivers and lakes. ”

The two of them fought together, but they didn't see each other, and the Star Sect had already killed three disciples one after another, and there was a faint victory or defeat among them. Ding Chunqiu was extremely angry in his heart, put the wine glass on the table, and pushed it towards Murong Fu with one palm. (To be continued......)