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Fang Cai Ding Chunqiu secretly poisoned his hand when he shook the feather fan, and used the action of waving the fan to send the highly poisonous powder of "Three Smiles and Scattered" to Meng Xunzhen and Duan Yu. This poisonous powder is extremely subtle, and it is colorless and odorless, and he thought that these two young people must be tricked. How do you know that these two people didn't react, and there was no weird smile on their faces that should have appeared after poisoning.

Seeing this scene, Ding Chunqiu was quite jealous of Meng Xunzhen and Duan Yu, and originally planned to use other means to test their hypocrisy. But after listening to Meng Xunzhen's words, Rao is scheming is as deep as the sea, and his face is as thick as a mountain, and he can't help but be angry.

"Death to the thief!" Ding Chunqiu roared angrily, his figure flew out upside down, and he grabbed a disciple of the Star Sect with his backhand and threw it at Meng Xunzhen. At this moment, he has thrown his original plan out of the clouds, and vowed to use the most vicious means to execute this hateful boy, so as soon as he gets started, he is the most vicious "rotting corpse poison" kung fu.

Most of the martial arts of the Nakshatra sect originate from poison arts, and since Ding Chunqiu and below, the internal skills practiced by all people contain toxicity, but the skills are deep and shallow, and the toxicity is strong and weak. The gist of this "carrion poison" is to catch a living person and throw it at the enemy, and at the time of this capture, the person has been caught to death, and the poison fed on the claws of his hands seeps into the blood, instantly spreads throughout the body, and turns the person into a giant "hidden weapon" with severe poison all over the body. If the enemy pushes the poisonous corpse away, his hands will inevitably be stained with corpse poison; Even if you use the blade to pull it away, the corpse poison will spread along the blade and get on your hands; Even dodging and dodging, or hitting with martial arts such as splitting empty palms, are not immune to the attack of poisonous gas, and they are still not spared.

Meng Xun really knew the viciousness of this kung fu, although he had the "Ice Spirit Gu" protection and was not afraid of poison, but he was unwilling to touch this disgusting thing with his hands or Ziwei soft sword. Immediately use his left hand to draw a circle in the air, and use the "like sealing" in a style of "Tai Chi Boxing", and wave a soft force from the palm of his hand, driving the poisonous corpse that flew to the front to turn in the air, and flew over Ding Chunqiu in reverse.

Ding Chunqiu was shocked. I never expected that the kid surnamed Meng on the other side would have such a means. Although this corpse poison originated from him, it was mutated by the poison fed on his hands and paws and human blood, and even he himself could not withstand it. And in the face of this poisonous corpse, whether it is dodging or parrying, it will inevitably be poisoned, unless it is to perform extreme light skills and escape ten zhang away in an instant. Let's not talk about whether he has such light achievements, just because he ran away from the beginning, where did he put this face? The thought flashed through his mind, and he grabbed it with his backhand. Another disciple was thrown out.

The two poisonous corpses collided in the air, and with a snorting sound, they fell to the ground softly. Then there was a scorching smell in the air, and the people wanted to vomit. Meng Xunzhen and Duan Yu frowned and covered their noses, while the group of disciples behind Ding Chunqiu were busy retreating and taking medicine to detoxify.

Ding Chunqiu's face turned red, his body retreated again, and he caught up with the disciple who had escaped, and his hands came out together, grabbing and throwing as he pleased. More than a dozen disciples flew towards Meng Xunzhen one after another, like arrows.

"What a ruthless old thief!" Meng Xunzhen scolded with a smile, threw the crape myrtle soft sword into the air, and left his hands in a "wild horse mane". The right type of "hand waving pipa", with the help of force, the object was returned to the original owner, and more than a dozen poisonous corpses all turned back and flew back.

Ding Chunqiu thought about it again, and it was too late to fight back with "carrion poison". What's more, his disciples were also extremely clever and fled far away, so he had no materials at hand. People are anxious to be wise, and he uses all the strength of his life to jump into the air for several feet. These poisonous corpses flew under his feet and fell into the dust, their faces all dark blue, and their faces were distorted and terrifying.

Without waiting for Ding Chunqiu to fall from the sky, Meng Xunzhen also jumped up, grabbed the crape myrtle soft sword that was about to fall with his right palm, and his wrist shook, the sword light was flourishing, and countless magnificent purple light rains swept towards Ding Chunqiu.

As soon as Ding Chunqiu's sleeves were spread, he was like a pair of huge wings flapping a few times, and his body turned around, avoiding Meng Xunzhen's sword momentum. Immediately, he waved the feather fan in his right hand and cut Meng Xunzhen's waist ribs diagonally. His feather fan is made of white gold mixed steel, because of the exquisite craftsmanship, the feathers are delicate, if you don't look closely, it is no different from an ordinary goose feather fan, the edge of the feather fan is sharp, under the infusion of true qi, it is not inferior to the sword and the sword.

Meng Xunzhen turned around to dodge, and after landing on both feet, he swung his sword and attacked again, and Ding Chunqiu shook his feather fan to greet him. For a while, the sword light was like rain, the fan shadow was better than the snow, and the fight was inseparable.

At this moment, Ding Chunqiu had guessed that Meng Xunzhen must have a way to ward off poison, so he simply stopped using poison skills, and used the martial arts of the "free school" he had learned.

Meng Xunzhen took over with the "Tai Chi Sword Technique". As his cultivation progressed day by day, his "Tai Chi Swordsmanship" gradually became more and more perfect. At this moment, every sword stabbed out was completely free from the shackles of fixed moves, and it only followed this intention to stab along the arc and then retract along the arc, constantly drawing circles of different sizes and shapes in the air, and the tails were connected as if they would never be broken.

After the fight, Ding Chunqiu began to faintly feel that his body, fan and palm techniques were a little stagnant, and the more he got to it, the more awkward he felt that he couldn't show it. After careful inspection, I was shocked to see that when my opponent drew circles with his long sword, these seemingly chaotic circles were intertwined, gradually forming a huge net, and I was a fish trapped in the net. He knew that his situation would only become more and more embarrassing if he continued like this, and if he was completely entangled by the other party's soft but secretly murderous swordsmanship, he would definitely end up in defeat and death. As soon as I thought of this, my heart suddenly sprouted.

After fighting more than fifty moves, Ding Chunqiu shook his right hand, and the thirty-six pieces of feathers cast in platinum mixed steel on the feather fan flew into thirty-six flying knives and shot out. Because of the special structure of the feathers, his technique has another subtlety, thirty-six feathers in the air or forward, or sideways, or in a straight line, or along the arc. Although it was shot from the front, it was shot at Meng Xunzhen from all directions.

Meng Xunzhen's long sword swirled around his body, and every part of the long sword, such as the tip of the sword, the sword body, the sword scorpion, and the hilt, came in handy, stopping the hidden weapon that shot in front of him - but it was not just stopped, every feather that was knocked away by the long sword turned in a different direction, chasing Ding Chunqiu, who had already turned around and flew away in the distance. And Meng Xunzhen also followed closely behind the hidden weapons of these things returned to their original owners, and the body and sword turned into a purple lightning shootout.

There was a muffled snort in the air, Meng Xunzhen fell like a leaf, and Ding Chunqiu flew out without a point, and in an instant he threw himself into the dense forest on the side of the road, only to sprinkle drops of red blood behind him.

Seeing Ding Chunqiu injured and fleeing, his disciples were all frightened, and with a shout, they all scattered. (To be continued!)