Just when Ding Chunqiu saw Wu Yazi's ecstasy, Qiao Feng's loud voice came from outside the house at the same time: "Presumptuous, old monster of the stars, look at the palm!" ”

Bang!

With a loud bang, Ding Chunqiu jumped into the wooden house with his strength, and with the light from the broken wooden wall, a hideous smile appeared on his face: "Old thief, you really didn't die!" ”

"Ding Chunqiu, Hugh has to hurt Master!"

Su Xinghe rushed into the wooden house like a mad tiger, and when he saw that Ding Chunqiu was about to make a move against Wu Yazi, he disregarded his own safety and killed him directly.

It's a pity that in the past 30 years, he has been addicted to Zhenlong chess games, his martial arts have been wasted, and Ding Chunqiu has been too bad, and Ding Chunqiu shook him back when he raised his hand.

Song Xing took a step forward and punched out, and a gust of wind suddenly rose in the wooden house, and the movement like the explosion of spring thunder sounded in Ding Chunqiu's ears, making his face change greatly.

The power of a punch is terrifying!

Ding Chunqiu didn't think about it, performed light skills, and withdrew from the wooden house again.

Song Xing took a step and chased him out, and the old monster of the stars died again and again, which had completely angered Song Xing and was about to kill him here.

The moment Ding Chunqiu exited the wooden house, he waved the feather fan in his hand forward, and a large amount of poisonous powder and poisonous smoke came out of it, covering the only hole in the wooden house.

In the next second, Song Xing's figure rushed out directly against these poisons, and the poisonous powder in the air, when it touched Song Xing's body surface, was directly bounced away by a thin layer of gangqi, and before the poisonous smoke arrived, it had been sucked away by the jade toad on Song Xing's body.

The smug smile on Ding Chunqiu's original face froze on his face, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Ding Chunqiu retreated quickly, but Song Xing moved forward even faster, and in an instant, the two of them had already crossed a distance of twenty steps one after the other.

Ding Chunqiu's face was gloomy, he couldn't find any chance to fight back even after taking twenty steps back, and the poisonous powder he swung out was ineffective against Song Xing, so he could only dodge with all his strength, not giving Song Xing a chance to touch him with his fists and feet.

The two figures, one purple and one crimson, flashed rapidly, and the stones that stopped in the middle of the mountain road were all smashed away by the protective true qi at Ding Chunqiu's feet, and smashed into the dense pine forest next to them like cannonballs.

Ding Chunqiu's feet moved, and a head-sized stone was picked up by his right toe and smashed heavily into Song Xing on the opposite side.

Song Xing's left fist swung down in the air, directly smashing the stones in the air.

Ding Chunqiu took the opportunity to swing out his right palm, and with one palm, the air seemed to change color, and within a radius of a few meters, it was instantly shrouded in a layer of miserable fluorescent green.

Ding Chunqiu has a high talent in martial arts, after joining the Xiaoyao faction, in addition to practicing martial arts, he also became interested in poison toxicology, in addition to practicing martial arts for decades, he has carefully studied poison, and now he can integrate poison into his true qi, and enter as he pleases, killing people without hurting himself at the same time.

This rotting corpse is highly poisonous, it is he who collects the toxins on the rotting corpse and integrates it into the true qi in his body. When the palm came out, the poison in the body traveled through the meridians along the true qi, emanating from the palm of the palm, instantly enveloping a large area in front of him, making it impossible to avoid.

Ding Chunqiu had seen Song Xing's physique that was not afraid of poison, but in addition to eroding the flesh, as long as the carrion poison was stained with a trace of it, even the true qi would be infected with carrion poison, and there was no cure at all.

After beating the rotting corpse poison, Ding Chunqiu also attacked again with his left palm in a sinister way, and secretly attacked Song Xing with the Dafa of Transformation.

In the face of the sneak attack of the poisonous gas and poisonous palm, Song Xing's face did not move, he raised his eyebrows, and pointed forward with one finger.

Rumble!

As Song Xing swiped his finger, the sky seemed to be broken by his finger, and a large piece of miserable green poison shrouded in front of him was swept through it, and he didn't even touch his shadow at all.

And Song Xing then pointed to a finger in Ding Chunqiu's palm, which was as powerful as a dragon, and when he pointed out, there was a sound of breaking the sky in the air, which was stronger than King Kong's finger, and the point was straight in the middle of Ding Chunqiu's palm.

Like a rainbow running through the sun, Song Xing pointed out, Ding Chunqiu only felt a majestic and incredible true qi, and suddenly his true qi defense was like a sharp sword that directly pierced his carrion poisonous palm and penetrated his palm.

The true qi that pierced through Ding Chunqiu's poisonous palm condensed into a sword in the air, and the remaining momentum was unabated, striking through the air and piercing Ding Chunqiu's shoulder blades again.

Ding Chunqiu immediately snorted, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, his left hand clasped into a claw, and grabbed directly towards Song Xing's heart.

Seeing that his left claw was about to hit Song Xing, Ding Chunqiu felt a shock to the ground under his feet, and then his body fell downward, the ground under his feet was shattered inch by inch, and the person had sunk by more than three inches.

Then the sky was dark above his head for a moment, and the violent air pressure whistled down, and the violent true qi blew his hair and beard all over his head, and he could barely stand on his feet.

Ding Chunqiu raised his eyes and saw a majestic sacred mountain, which turned upside down under a huge force and pressed down on his head.

Ding Chunqiu roared wildly, and the true qi of decades of meditation spat out, raising his arm and blocking it forward.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering explosion sounded in the valley of the deaf and dumb, and the air waves were surging like a tide, and where the two of them clashed, the smoke and dust rose heavily, and the ground seemed to be shattered.

The hundred-year-old True Qi of the Northern Darkness broke through Ding Chunqiu's True Qi defense without stopping, directly injured his five organs, and a mouthful of blood blurted out from his mouth, but he was forced to scatter on the purple placket on his chest by the strong wind that swept in his face, bright and piercing.

"Northern Darkness True Qi!"

Ding Chunqiu's eyes showed a look of horror, and before he could shout these words, the more violent true qi directly dispersed all his defenses, knocking him to the ground, and then Song Xing stepped forward and slapped it with one palm.

Ding Chunqiu was lying on the ground and couldn't move, seeing Song Xing's palm like Mount Tai pressing down, falling towards his forehead, under the crisis of life and death, he shouted in horror: "Stop, you dare to kill me, the ancestor of the Carefree Sect will definitely kill you to avenge me!" ”

The wind blew in his face, and under Ding Chunqiu's frightened gaze, Song Xing's palm stopped in front of Ding Chunqiu's forehead, and a slightly puzzled voice came out: "Carefree faction, ancestor?" ”

Ding Chunqiu hurriedly shouted: "Yes, I am a peerless powerhouse in the world, my martial arts can't even move three moves in his hands, if you kill me, he will definitely kill you!" ”

Song Xing's fingertips pointed, and his true qi penetrated his body to seal Ding Chunqiu's acupoints, and sneered: "You traitor to the master, even if Xiaoyaozi is alive, it's not bad if you don't kill you, what are you doing?" ”

Song Xing is really a little curious about Xiaoyaozi, the founder of the Xiaoyao faction, you must know that Wuyazi is more than ninety years old at the moment, so his master Xiaoyaozi, if he is still alive, will be at least more than one hundred and ten years old.

Even for those who practice martial arts, being able to live to this age is enough to be called a long life.

However, the immortal Changchun Gong and the Northern Shengong of the Xiaoyao School can make people stay young forever, and it is not impossible for Xiaoyaozi to live until now if he participates in the creation of the Gong.

Then the question arises, why have you never heard the news of Xiaoyaozi in the rivers and lakes and the original plot?

Thinking of the previous speculation about the three elders of Xiaoyao and Ding Chunqiu, Song Xing suddenly felt that if Xiaoyaozi was still alive, the news that the mastermind behind the previous speculation was Wuyazi might be biased?

Ding Chunqiu heard Song Xing say this, and immediately retorted: "Wuyazi, this old thief, is the traitor of the Xiaoyao faction, and I killed Wuyazi on the orders of the ancestors!" ”

Su Xinghe, who was seriously injured by Ding Chunqiu's palm before, immediately struggled to get up and scolded when he heard this: "Ding Chunqiu, you fart, you murderer, you despicable and shameless sneak attack on your master, you even dare to slander your master's reputation with false words, you deserve death!" ”

Su Xinghe saw that Ding Chunqiu slandered his most respected master in order to survive, and struggled to come forward and fight with him.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu immediately turned his head to Song Xing and said: "Song Shaoxia, what I said is true, Wu Yazi is a waste person now, what can he give you, as long as you and I join forces to kill this traitor of the Carefree Sect, the ancestor will definitely not treat you and me badly, and the Freedom Sect's divine skills are up to you to choose." ”

Song Xing looked at Ding Chunqiu, who was kneeling in front of him, and said sarcastically: "You have worked hard for Xiaoyaozi for thirty years, didn't Xiaoyaozi teach you the magic skills of Xiaoyaozi?" ”

Ding Chunqiu's face stiffened slightly, unable to answer Song Xing's question.

At this time, Wu Yazi's calm voice came from the wooden house: "Song Gongzi, please come into the wooden house for a while." ”

Seeing that Wu Yazi opened his mouth, Song Xing, who had already come for Xiaoyao, picked up Ding Chunqiu and walked into the wooden house that had been punched out of a big hole.