The wind was whistling in his ears, Ding Chunqiu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, suppressed the faint painful breathing, turned his head, and looked at Murong Fuzheng with an indifferent face in the distance, galloping towards him, and hurriedly ran at the moment.

Ding Chunqiu knew that Murong Fu's light skills were only higher than him, so he had to run wildly while applying poison to interfere with Murong Fu and win breathing time for himself.

Murong Fu, who was chasing after him, did not check for a while, but he was occupied by poisonous powder, and the poison invaded the meridians and viscera along the path of true qi contraction, although Murong Fu was already invasive, and the internal force was running, and the poison could be eliminated in a few breaths, but for this kind of unbelievable poison, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a big headache.

The two of you chased after me, that is, unconsciously, they were shuttling through the mountain road, the grass beside the road was overgrown, Ding Chunqiu's hideous face had already floated a faint pale at this moment, obviously, the previous internal force urged to exert a lot of poison, which also caused a considerable consumption to it, however, even if so many poisons were cast, but still did not achieve much results, looking at Murong Fu who still had no signs of poisoning on the other side, Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but feel a feeling of vomiting blood.

After all, he is also a well-known star monster, and his poisonous skills are unfathomable, but he has no effect on Shangrong Fu, which makes Ding Chunqiu not want to vomit blood?

After his face changed several times, he could only run wildly all the way, Murong Fu saw that Ding Chunqiu in front of him was not sprinkling poison, and naturally knew that Ding Chunqiu must have no poison on his body this time, such a thought flashed in his heart, Murong Fu almost did not hesitate at all, his toes trembled, and his speed increased suddenly.

Suddenly, a faint sound of breaking the air sounded out of thin air, and then Murong Fu's body trembled, and it turned into a black shadow, almost flickering, flashing towards Ding Chunqiu!

Ding Chunqiu, who had been paying attention to Murong Fu, was immediately aware of it, and the latter, who had already decided to avoid the edge for the time being, hurriedly shot backwards and retreated.

"Want to go?"

Murong Fu sneered and shouted all around, and then in a faint sound of breaking wind, Murong Fu's figure appeared in front of Ding Chunqiu like a ghost, Ding Chunqiu was shocked in his heart, and said: "You ......" Before the second word could be said, Murong Fu's palms fluttered and he had already struck at Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu had long been jealous of Murong Fu, and suddenly Murong Fu's move, even Ding Chunqiu changed color slightly, but his reaction was not slow, and at the moment when Murong Fu just made a move, he also met it with a carefree palm.

Looking at Ding Chunqiu's palm, Murong Fu did not retreat but advanced, a little under his feet, his figure was weirdly crossed, but at this moment Murong Fu was using the "Six Yang Palm", the palm shadow was circling and flying, and he was forced to advance, but Murong Fu used the proud palm method without a cliff this time, and the meaning of the palm was self-evident.

"Ding Chunqiu, he betrayed his master back then, and there was no harm to Yazi, so let me end it for him today. After finishing speaking, Liuyang Palm brought up an oppressive wind and left this Ding Chunqiu from afar.

"Bang!"

Ding Chunqiu was not Murong Fu's opponent, plus he had been poisoned by internal force for a long time, and this consumption was also quite large, after more than ten moves with Murong Fu, the seventh type of the Six Yang Palms Yang Guan Three Stacks was heavily bombarded on Ding Chunqiu's chest, Murong Fu made a shot with anger, and the strength contained in it shook Ding Chunqiu to the point of spitting blood, and he took a few steps back in embarrassment.

Seeing Ding Chunqiu like this, Murong Fu did not stagnate for a moment, his body was once again lightning-like bully, his arms trembled, his palms were whirring, the palm wind was whistling, and he was as sharp as a knife, under Murong Fu's almost stormy close-range attack, how could Ding Chunqiu be his opponent?

Even the best poison has been consumed, so naturally he has completely fallen into a disadvantage, constantly dodging in embarrassment, and occasionally being slapped by Murong Fu because of a momentary panic, which makes his face even paler, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said hoarsely: "Liuyang Palm, it turns out that you are the apprentice of the cliffless man." ”

Murong Fu's eyes stared at Ding Chunqiu in front of him, and the corners of his mouth provoked a mocking arc: "You still remember Wuyazi!"

Ding Chunqiu's face was slowly gloomy, and his voice was full of sarcasm and coldness: "Don't talk to me in this tone of lesson, I don't have the slightest regret about what happened back then, I'm obviously better than my waste brother, why don't you hand over the position of head to me?"

"Brutes are still brutes!" Murong Fu sighed and shook his head, finally no longer wasting time with this beast whose mind had been distorted, his palms flipped, and the internal energy that had been accumulated for a long time churned endlessly in his palms, and finally, in Murong Fu's cold cheers, mixed with a low voice, he waved fiercely towards Ding Chunqiu, who was already pale.

Ding Chunqiu, as Wuyazi's apprentice, was naturally very familiar with Wuyazi's Liuyang palm, and saw that Murong Fu seemed to want to kill himself with Liuyang palm, Ding Chunqiu had been waiting for his palm, and at this moment this palm finally attacked, and immediately threw up his left sleeve and rolled towards Murong Fu's palm.

"Your sleeve wind is ten times stronger, how can you hurt me?" Murong Fu saw Ding Chunqiu's plan, this palm did not retract, and the internal strength surged, not dodging or avoiding his sleeve.

I only heard a long snort, followed by a click, and then the sound of tearing sleeves sounded, and as the sleeve robe broke, Ding Chunqiu finally showed defeat, under the surging internal strength of Murong Fu Liuyang's palm, Ding Chunqiu's pale face suddenly surged with a touch of ruddy, and then a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

Then his body, like a cannonball, flew out heavily, hit a boulder, splattered the sky with rubble, and slowly hung a strong arm from the cracked sleeve, although Ding Chunqiu was old, but his body was as strong as a middle-aged man, and everywhere along Murong Fu's palm, he saw that his arm was bleeding, obviously broken!

Suddenly, a cough with a smile suddenly sounded: "Haha, I'm still defeated by this old thief!" After speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the cruel smile on his face looked particularly terrifying under the blood.

Looking at Ding Chunqiu's embarrassed smile, Murong Fu frowned, and then looked at him quietly, Ding Chunqiu was originally an excellent face, and even he who was immersed in his disciple's boasting and patting horses, he could find that he was quite conceited in his bones, and this time he was able to say such a thing, but Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned.

Immediately, Ding Chunqiu's low, slightly sad old voice lingered in Murong Fu's ears: "In terms of martial arts, I am far better than my senior brother, but he has always admired Su Xinghe the most, because Su Xinghe is very similar to him, and I, no matter how good I do, he will not look at me more!"

Murong Fu looked at Ding Chunqiu in front of him calmly, and did not speak, he couldn't imagine that this crane-haired and childish Ding Chunqiu, who looked like a fairy, was hoarse like a ghost in an instant: "I am the head of the Carefree Sect, and I have always been a master of martial arts, but he doesn't say that my heart is not right, and I have to compare my medical astrology. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, mechanical handyman, he knows that I am not good at all of this, but he wants to teach me these, if he is not willing to pass on the position of head to me, then directly pass it on to his proud disciple Su Xinghe, why make these things difficult for me? Since he always thinks that I am following the crooked path, I will show him evil, but he actually wants to abolish my martial arts!"

Speaking of this, even he didn't feel it, a tear quietly drew down, Ding Chunqiu looked at Murong Fu and laughed wildly: "Abolish my martial arts, don't pass on my Northern Soul mastery, don't pass on my position as the head of the family, haha, and abolish my martial arts!"

Murong Fu listened to Ding Chunqiu's words, and was silent for a long time, Ding Chunqiu is by no means a stupid person, he is dignified, his martial arts are unique, and his power is amazing, it is enough to see Ding Chunqiu's talent, but he is also a paranoid person, and finally embarked on this road of no return, who can say all this?

"Haha, I don't regret what happened back then!" When Murong Fu looked at Ding Chunqiu again, he saw him looking up to the sky and laughing, and then his breathing stopped, and he was killed.