The kung fu of Huagong Dafa is notorious in the rivers and lakes, and people in the martial arts can be said to talk about it, but it has to be said that this kung fu is very mysterious, and it is a martial art deduced by Ding Chunqiu from the remnants of the Xiaoyao faction's Zhen School's peerless Northern Shengong, and the subtlety lies in poisoning the Gong.

For decades, Ding Chunqiu's cultivation of the Great Fa has reached an extremely profound level, and at this time, facing Su Xinghe's palms, it immediately produced an extremely terrifying effect.

Su Xinghe's color changed, and he only felt that his own strength was pouring out endlessly, and in just a few moments, he lost three or four percent of his strength, and his essence slowly failed, his head was dizzy, and his legs were weak.

On the contrary, Ding Chunqiu was asking himself about the victory, laughing wildly, but instead he urged the Great Fa of Transformation Gong more and more violently, and the highly poisonous power in his body gushed endlessly, constantly consuming Su Xinghe's power.

"Haha, Su Xinghe, although you have obtained the inheritance of the Tianshan Six Yang Palms, where will you be the opponent of the old man, let you taste the power of the Great Fa today!"

Ding Chunqiu's face was crazy, and he only felt that the stuffiness that had been in place for decades suddenly broke out today, and he felt so uncomfortable.

The onlookers also exclaimed one after another, looking at Su Xinghe's eyes full of pity, just because over the years, all those who met Ding Chunqiu's transformation of the great law, one by one, ended up extremely miserable, they were all exhausted of their internal strength, and they all ended up with exhaustion of their essence and died, at this time, Su Xinghe's situation was no different from those who died tragically in the martial arts under Ding Chunqiu's hands, and the end was naturally needless to say.

"Cousin, why don't you help Mr. Su? Ding Chunqiu's great transformation skills are very vicious, I'm afraid that it won't take long for Mr. Su's skills to be exhausted. “

Wang Yuyan stood beside Murong Fu, and when she saw such a situation, she couldn't bear it and whispered.

"Hehe, cousin, why are you in a hurry, your grandfather and his old man are secretly watching at this time, naturally they won't let Su Xinghe have an accident, I believe he will do it soon. ”

Murong Fu smiled lightly, he was not worried at all, he had already felt the breath of Wuyazi, obviously the head of this carefree sect could not sit still, with him taking action personally, the fate of Ding Chunqiu was basically doomed.

Sure enough, the next moment, the situation took a strange turn.

"Traitor, do you dare to do this?"

With a clear shout, Su Xinghe's body was shocked, he took a few steps back, and he was already separated from Ding Chunqiu, and the hands that were originally closely connected between the two were also taken off, although Su Xinghe's face was a little pale, but there was a smile on his face.

But Ding Chunqiu's body shook violently, turned his head to look around, his eyes were shocked, and a look of panic appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Impossible, this is impossible, no cliff, you old ghost has died a long time ago, do you still want to scare the old man!"

After taking a closer look, Ding Chunqiu didn't find the slightest, so he roared angrily, the murderous intent in his eyes was crazy, and he was about to continue to kill Su Xinghe.

"Stubborn, what a rebel!"

There was a loud bang, and the wooden house in the valley of the deaf and dumb suddenly opened, and a white-clothed figure suddenly appeared in the field, smart and weird, without the slightest warning, many people present were surprised, and some people were rubbing their eyes, as if they were hallucinating.

This is a handsome middle-aged man, with silver hair, smooth and shiny, and his bearing is amazing, like a fairy in the middle, with a relaxed state, standing in the field, it gives people the illusion of riding the wind, as if he is close at hand, and far away in the world.

Many people with powerful eyes were immediately shocked in their hearts, with such a bearing, they could naturally see that the martial arts realm of this mysterious person in front of them had reached an incredible level, the higher the kung fu, the more they could feel his terrible, compared to Duan Yanqing, Gu Mozhi, and Shaolin Xuannan and others, their faces were as solemn as iron, their eyes stared at this person who suddenly appeared without blinking, their hearts were beating and their hearts were beating, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

The most frightened was Ding Chunqiu himself, he looked at the person in front of him with a dull gaze at this time, it was so familiar and unfamiliar, and deep in his heart, a cold air surged up.

"Impossible, you're already dead, how can you appear again, is it a human or a ghost?"

Under the shock, Ding Chunqiu completely lost his cool, and screamed on the spot, as if he had seen a ghost. In Ding Chunqiu's heart, Wu Yazi had already died, he had died thirty years ago, and he had fallen into the abyss, no matter how high his martial arts were, as long as he didn't become an immortal, it would definitely be a dead end, but now Wu Yazi actually appeared in front of him alive, this is beyond common sense, how can he calm down.

"Rebel, didn't you expect that you deceived your teacher and destroyed your ancestors that day, and you failed to kill the old man?" Wu Yazi laughed lightly, but his face was expressionless, and it became more and more frightening, "Today you have thrown yourself into the net, and it is also the will of heaven, what else do you have to say?"

"I don't believe it, it's all fake, you old ghost has long been dead, how can you come back to life, even if you do, there is only one way to die. ”

Ding Chunqiu roared wildly, his eyes were blood-red, and his body was full of evil energy, killing him like a fierce beast.

He didn't have the slightest reservation, the shot is his most profound martial arts, the great law of transformation, layers of gray air flow spread, the grass on the ground around him is withering in an instant, as if all the vitality has been drained, Ding Chunqiu has already run his own poison to the extreme, in the gray air flow, I don't know how many cruel poisons are contained, strange and strange, entangled back and forth, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is to see blood to seal the throat, what is even more terrifying is that in this move, not only is the poison ferocious, but also after Ding Chunqiu's refining, it has become the true power of Huagong, which can corrode the internal force of the human body's true qi, which can be said to be the world's first-class vicious means, and the power is not trivial。

The light in Wu Yazi's eyes flowed, and all of Ding Chunqiu's movements were imprinted in his eyes, and it seemed that even the core secret of his kung fu was thoroughly perceived, Ding Chunqiu only felt that the void was heavy, and his heart was terrified.

This is a kind of intuition of a martial artist, Ding Chunqiu, as a martial arts master, naturally knows how unfavorable this situation is for him, and he is even more shocked by the realm of the abyss and the sea without cliffs.

"Rebel, is this the way you created the Great Fa, it is really difficult to get a glimpse of the essence of the martial arts of this sect, and the technique of the left way is not worth a beating. ”

Wu Yazi sneered, his hands drew a mysterious arc, like a fist not a fist, like a palm not a palm, subtle and indescribable, a gust of wind suddenly came, it seemed to appear in front of him A whirlpool, an invisible devouring force suddenly appeared, Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills, true power, as if the milk swallow returned to the nest, they all involuntarily fell into this whirlpool, and it was endless, and the scene was extremely weird.

Ding Chunqiu was the most frightened, he only felt that his perfect true power was completely uncontrollable at this time, and he collapsed into a void in front of Wu Yazi, and after a few breaths, he felt that his body was weak and weak, and his whole body was weak, and he was shocked and shocked.

"This is the Northern Spiritual Skill? His Northern Spiritual Skill has been practiced to such a realm? My True Skill has no power to resist at all, how is this possible. ”

Although Ding Chunqiu has never learned the true magic skills of the Xiaoyao faction, he still has a good understanding of the various martial arts in the sect, and knows that it is the Xiaoyao faction's Zhen Sect that has learned the Northern Shengong.

Wu Yazi seemed to just wave his hand lightly, but Ding Chunqiu knew that it was his realm in the Northern Spiritual Skill that had reached a point of divine understanding, and as soon as his mind moved, it was the power of the Northern Immortal Swallowing Sea, whether it was tangible or invisible, it could be devoured and transformed.

It's a pity that it's too late, Ding Chunqiu's heart is gloomy, he only feels that he is like a weak baby in front of Wuyazi, the power of resistance is minimal, and in every move, his kung fu is broken cleanly, which is a big blow to him.

It is true that over the years, although Ding Chunqiu has worked hard and created many unique martial arts of the Xingzhu School, and the Dharma is the essence of it, but all of this is like a castle in the air in front of Wuyazi, without the slightest foundation, just because his martial arts are all derived from the Xiaoyao School, even if he changes his appearance, it is difficult to get out of the trap of the Xiaoyao School's martial arts。

The surging power began to dissipate, Ding Chunqiu's originally ruddy baby-like face began to wither, became wrinkled, his eyes were blank, extremely miserable, and with a muffled sound, a small gray ball appeared in front of Wu Yazi, and then was flicked by the sleeves of his robe, and it dissipated, far away into the dense forest on the side, and there was a large area of grass and trees withered and rotten, which shows how terrible the poison of Ding Chunqiu's internal strength is.

After cultivating the Great Dharma, Ding Chunqiu's internal skills already contain terrible poison, not to mention that Wuyazi's Northern Shengong comes from his own penance, even if he does things that harm others and benefit himself, he will not absorb such poisonous internal forces, otherwise it will not only be useless, but also very harmful, which Wuyazi naturally knows very well, so he never sucked Ding Chunqiu's strength into his body at all, but then discarded it, such a means can only be cultivated to the realm of volleying and swallowing.

"You, you actually abolished my martial arts, so ruthless!"

Ding Chunqiu's eyes were dim, and he felt the boundless despair surging in his heart, he was unwilling, over the years, he had been practicing martial arts all the time, and even had many innovations, and created the Star Sect with his own strength, but in the end, in just a short moment, everything came to nothing, I have to say that it is a great irony and blow.

Lost the great law of chemical power, and all the internal force was abolished, no matter what means Ding Chunqiu had, it was useless now, even his supernatural poisonous skills, only because of the great power of transformation = law, can operate freely, and now there is no need to think about it.

It can be said that Ding Chunqiu was submissive by Wuyazi within one move, and he no longer had the power to resist.

With his innate grandmaster's martial arts, coupled with his supernatural poison cultivation, no matter against any innate grandmaster, even if it is a person who is a realm higher than him, he is not so easily defeated, but it is a pity that Wuyazi knows him too well, and his martial arts foundation is even clearer, so he naturally completely restrains him, so there are such tragic consequences.

Su Xinghe relieved his breath a little, and saw that Wu Yazi had already abolished Ding Chunqiu's martial arts, and couldn't help but burst into tears, walked over in a few steps, knelt in front of Wu Yazi on the spot, and said loudly: "Congratulations to the master, today I finally got rid of this scum of the master." ”

"Xinghe, get up, I've suffered you all these years. Wu Yazi sighed, stretched out his hand, and with a gentle force, he helped Su Xinghe up.