Ding Chunqiu shook the shabby goose feather fan proudly, and said wildly: "No one has to leave today, enter my 'Ten Thousand Poisons Smoke Array', without my unique antidote, you will die of poison if you can't get out of this valley, and your whole body will rot and die." ”

Seeing that his old immortal was once again powerful, he seemed to have the chance to win. The disciples of the Xingzhu Sect who were still alive once again held high the banner and continued to read the article "Praise to the Old Immortals of the Stars".

The voice was subdued and frustrated, full of emotion, and Ding Chunqiu, who listened, squinted his eyes and smiled all over his face, obviously extremely useful.

Before Su Xinghe could speak, some people from the Hidden Family Sect immediately shouted and asked, "Old Monster of the Stars, we have no grievances with you, why are we trapped here." You have a grudge against so many fellow martial artists, and you are not afraid that we will attack in groups and divide your corpse?"

Ding Chunqiu glanced at the person who spoke, and said with an indifferent expression: "If the old man is afraid of you, he will not be able to go down to this smoke array." Besides, if you had left earlier, you would have lost the current business, and staying here was nothing more than coveting my free cheats and treasures. Kill you, and I'll be at peace. Even if the news spreads, others can't say anything about me. ”

Half of the goose feather fan was gently fanned by Ding Chunqiu, and the breeze caused by Ding Chunqiu's proud white beard swayed slightly, with Ding Chunqiu's leisurely demeanor at this time, he really looked like a fairy among the gods, but the words he said did not match the word fairy at all, which made people's hearts chill.

"The old man is naturally kind-hearted and never kills innocents indiscriminately. But the clay man also has three points of fire, and you covet my free faction cheats. If the old man doesn't punish you, he will be ashamed of his ancestors and ancestors. But letting the old man kill you all is against heaven and harmony, and it is not in line with the old man's character. Therefore, the old man now shows you a way to live, as long as you write down the martial arts of your respective sect and copy them to me, the old man will spare your life. Ding Chunqiu looked at the sky with his eyes and put on a compassionate look.

The disciples of the stars shouted enthusiastically: "Old Immortal of the Stars, Heavenly Immortals descend to earth!" Pudu people!" "The old immortal of the stars. Be merciful!"......

A man in his forties, carrying a bronze long sword, suddenly exuded his momentum, but saw the phantom of a swordsman behind him. Another innate master. This man stood in front of a young man. Said in a cold voice: "The old monster of the stars." Have you ever heard of the "Meteor Sword"?"

Ding Chunqiu looked at the man who spoke, staring at it for a long time, just when the man couldn't help but draw his sword and make a move. Ding Chunqiu suddenly realized: "Who am I, it turned out to be Yin Xingliu, who was a mother-in-law and a person who went out of the wall, was brought a green hat, and was called by the other party as a dog." Tsk, watching my wife being messed around with by your master every day, I must be happy in my heart? Otherwise, I can't return your young master as a bodyguard!"

As he spoke, Ding Chunqiu also glanced at the young man behind him, but saw that the young man was white and pure, his body was slender, and the momentum of the family family was spontaneous, and he should be a dashing son. just hangs a pair of eyes facing the sky, as if the boss of the sky, his second child, and the third child of the earth, which destroys the overall image and makes people bored from the bottom of their hearts.

Without waiting for Yin Xingliu to speak, the young man behind him shouted loudly: "Old Monster of the Stars, others are afraid of you, but my Sha family is not afraid of you!" As he spoke, he waved his hand and shook off Yin Xingliu's wrist that had stopped his arm, and was about to step forward.

Before, because of poor chess skills, seeing Murong Fu, Duan Yu, Duan Xing and others in the limelight, the young master of the Sha family had been unhappy for a long time. Now I happened to meet Ding Chunqiu, who was angry and wanted to wipe out the big guys. Opportunity, this is to turn the tide, save everyone in danger, and then be admired by everyone, become a new generation of young heroes in martial arts, and be a great opportunity to be the object of spring by many girls in the boudoir, not at this time, but when!

With this kind of thought, the young man of the Sha family walked up with confidence, wanting to take down Ding Chunqiu in one fell swoop and show off his martial arts.

Ding Chunqiu looked at the young man of the Sha family who was walking towards him with his head held high and his anger with a look of disdain: "One, two, three, down!"

As soon as the word "pour" came out, everyone in the field began to fall to the ground one after another, and those with deep skills barely resisted for three points, and they still couldn't escape the fate of falling to the ground after shaking their bodies. The dizziness of the low skill turned around, and he simply fell to the ground in embarrassment, only feeling weakness, pain in his limbs, and only the sound of "humming and chirping" was left in his nostrils.

Several disciples of the family sect shouted loudly, strongly condemning Ding Chunqiu's despicable and shameless behavior from various moral high grounds, and Ding Chunqiu only responded with a cold snort.

The only ones who did not fall were the martial artists whose skills had been promoted to the innate realm, and these people sat cross-legged on the ground, using their true qi to resist the erosion of toxins.

There is no need for Ding Chunqiu to speak, he has his own Xingzi to command the people of the Xingzhu Sect, distribute the paper one by one, and let them write the peerless exercises of the sect on it, if they encounter a martial arts sect, they will take out the haode that has been prepared for a long time, and it is written on it that there is an IOU that owes the Xingzhu faction one million taels of silver tickets, and forces the other party to sign and draw a pledge. Of course, it is not enough to sign and draw a pledge, and the belongings, except for the clothes wrapped around the body, are all taken away by the disciples of the Star Sect as collateral for each shili. The weapons that are regarded as life by the warriors, in the hands of these disciples of the Star Sect, are like agricultural knives sold on the street, packed up at will, carried on their shoulders, and it is a matter of fact.

A few dishonest people were punched and kicked by the disciples of the Star Sect, and their tempers were hot, and those who swore to death were beheaded with a knife and made an example of the monkeys. Picking the star fox fake tiger Wei shouted: "Don't try to deceive the ancestor, the martial arts cheats you wrote will be knocked unconscious by all of us, ask and proofread one by one, if someone dares to say half a word wrong, he will be taught that life is better than death, and he regrets being reincarnated in this world." ”

With a flick of his finger, purple fireworks flew out from the tips of Xingzi's fingers, and bounced towards an innate master who suddenly got up and wanted to escape from the valley. The innate master used most of the true qi in his body to suppress the poison outside his body, how could he still have the strength to dodge the move of picking stars.

I only heard a "pop", and the flames hit the back of the innate master. Like a bomb exploding, a bowl-sized hole was blown out of the man's back, and purple flames burned around the hole. The flame burned very slowly, but it was extremely strong, no matter how the innate master lay on the ground and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flame, the purple flame was like a tarsal insect, that is, it was not extinguished, "crackling", "crackling" on the back of the person kept burning, burning the other party's flesh and blood little by little.

The recovery power of the innate master's body is already much stronger than that of the average martial arts master, and this purple flame is still burning extremely slowly, and the speed of burning the skin and flesh is just a little higher than the recovery power of the innate master. Just look at the heart-rending screams of the innate master, and it took half a column of incense to boil for half a column of incense, only to turn into a pile of white ash under the disappearance of a cluster of purple flames in zuihou, and as soon as the wind blew, a trace of the existence of a congenital master and the zuihou on this shijie drifted away with the wind, and there was no trace. (To be continued......)