Ding Chunqiu rubbed his wrist and jumped up from the wicker chair angrily. The thirty or so sycophant disciples on the side had just seen Wu Fan knock down the master with a palm, and they all fell silent. They didn't know this either.

How should I continue to flatter him at this time? Seeing Wu Fan tall and majestic again, I felt my heart sinking. Could it be that this man is even more skilled in martial arts than his master?

Suddenly he saw Ding Chunqiu standing up, his momentum was not weak, so he felt relieved, and then he shouted in unison: "Master is invincible, master is invincible!!" Ding Chunqiu waved his hand to stop everyone, but others didn't know it, but he understood very well.

The beard in front of me

The big man is very powerful in martial arts. Experts can tell when he strikes. The palm he struck Su Xinghe just now took at least seven successes, but Wu Fan easily neutralized it. Looking at Wu Fan's calm face, he knew it.

His inner strength is greater than his own.

Ding Chunqiu steadied himself and said: "Humph, Wu Fan? I have been in the Xingxiu Sea for a long time and rarely set foot in the Central Plains, so I have never heard of your name." Wu Fan shook his gray robe and said loudly: "

Name? Huh, if you have a bad reputation like you, Xingxiu Old Monster, it would be better if less people know about it."

Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth and said to Wu Fan: "Today is between me and this Su Xinghe who is pretending to be deaf and mute. Do you want to intervene?" Wu Fan turned around and looked at Su Xinghe, and then said to Ding Chunqiu: "

Whether you want to interfere or not, let’s put it aside for now. I have something to ask when I meet an old monster like you. Has Azi returned to the Xingxiu Sect, and if so, where is she now?”

When A'Zhu heard Brother Wu asking A'Zi, he bit his lip eagerly. Ding Chunqiu waved his feather fan and said, "So you also know about my evil disciple who stole my sacred wooden tripod.

After running away for a long time, how can she still have the nerve to come back?"

Ding Chunqiu's words made Wu Fan and A'Zhu understand that A'Zi has not returned to the Xingxiu Sect yet. But where will this little girl go? Wu Fan thought about it, and it seems that there is no way to find it from Old Monster Ding.

He heard the news about Azi, so he said seriously: "A broken cauldron is not a rare thing, so just take it. You are an old monster who deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors. Do you still blame your apprentice for taking your things? They don't

It would be a good thing to take your life."

Wu Fan's words mocked Ding Chunqiu and looked down on the Xingxiu Sect. This made Su Xinghe behind him very relieved, but it made Old Ding's beard stand up. No matter what, he could not embarrass himself in front of the disciples, otherwise he would not be able to survive in the future.

? He pointed at Wu Fan with his feather fan and shouted: "You, a junior, have no respect for your elders and you go too far to bully others. If I don't teach you a lesson today, it will damage my name as the Great Immortal of the Stars."

"Haha!!" Wu Fan raised his head and laughed, then said: "Okay, I want to see how you teach me a lesson?"

In this situation, the two generals had finished talking and there was absolutely no room for redemption. Seeing this, everyone consciously took a few steps back, leaving room for the two to fight. When Duan Yu retreated, he said to Wu Fan: "Brother, be careful.

, this guy is good at using poison." Wu Fan nodded and said: "Don't worry." Then he said to Su Xinghe: "Senior Su, I sent Ding Chunqiu away because I was thinking about you asking about the mysterious man in black.

When the time comes, I hope senior will inform you in full."

Su Xinghe frowned and thought for a while, then nodded.

Then, Wu Fan looked at Ding Chunqiu and said, "If you have any clever tricks, just use them." Ding Chunqiu knew that at this time, he had no retreat, so he decided to use his lifelong martial arts knowledge to fight this big man!

With that palm strike just now, Wu Fan already understood Ding Chunqiu's internal strength, and he was definitely more than capable of dealing with him. However, Ding Chunqiu had a unique skill that Wu Fan had to guard against, and that was the "Transformation Technique" that people in the world both hated and feared.

!Ding Chunqiu was originally a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, but he did not know the Beiming Divine Kung Fu, so he created a Kung Fu similar to the Beiming Divine Kung Fu, called "Hua Gong Dafa"!

This unique Kung Fu evolved from the Beiming Divine Kung Fu, which can use domineering Kung Fu to drain the enemy's internal energy. In order to practice this Kung Fu, Ding Chunqiu often applied the poison of venomous snakes and venomous insects on his palms and inhaled it into his body.

If you don't apply it for seven days, not only will your power decrease, but the toxins accumulated in the body for decades will not be controlled by new poisons, and the poison will gradually relapse. The disaster is really indescribable.

The divine wood king cauldron is born with a special smell. Burning spices in the cauldron can attract poisonous insects in a moment. No poisonous insect within a radius of ten miles can resist the attraction of this aroma. Back then, Ding Chunqiu had this strange cauldron.

With your hands in hand, catching poisonous insects is effortless. The more you practice the "transformation method", the deeper and deeper you become, and the more you practice, the better you become.

Those who are struck by his palm may be poisoned, or their internal strength will be exhausted in an instant, or they may die on the spot, or they may die wailing for several months, all by casting spells as they please. Ding Chunqiu has killed countless people with this method in his life. In the martial arts, he heard that "Hua Gong"

The four words "Dafa" are both disgusting and disgusting, and then they are frightened.

"Roar~~" Ding Chunqiu roared angrily, threw away his feather fan, exerted force with both palms, and rushed towards Wu Fan. The wind in this palm carried a powerful sinister force, and the palms turned purple, which was exactly the "transformation" effect.

"Gong Dafa". Wu Fan showed no fear, he drew his arms across his chest, and two golden qi danced out from his palms instantly. He stood firm on his horse, pushed his arms, and heard a "Bang!"

Passing Ding Chunqiu's two palms.

"Hey!!" A sinister force poured into Wu Fan's arms. Wu Fan sneered, "Ouch!!" A more rounded force surged from his dantian to his arms, "Broken!" Following this roar,

Ding Chunqiu's body flew straight out. "Boom!!" Ding Chunqiu crashed the Zhenlong chessboard and fell to the ground. Then a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

Wu Fan shook his gray robe with a wave of his hand, pointed at Ding Chunqiu and shouted: "Old monster Ding, how do you think these Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms compare to your evil method of transforming energy?"

Everyone stood there stupidly. Especially the more than thirty disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, when they saw this scene, they were completely petrified. This palm subverted their understanding of the martial arts secrets. Seeing Wu Fan's heroic spirit, they felt like

After knocking over the five-flavor bottle, the usual flattery was instantly forgotten. Su Xinghe burst into tears and sighed in his heart that finally someone in this world has taught this bastard Ding Chunqiu a lesson! Master, have you seen it?

Duan Yu even shouted excitedly: "Brother, it's great!" A'Zhu and Wang Yuyan couldn't help but hold their hands together. Ding Chunqiu stood up tremblingly, pressed his hands from top to bottom, relying on his heavy internal strength

, suppressing the surging bloody air, he took a breath and looked at Wu Fan and said: "Wu... Fan, could it be that the Central Plains martial arts... often say... often say... Wu Fan from the North."

"Haha!!" Wu Fan laughed loudly, and then said: "It's the name again. I said, Mr. Ding, that the name is not important. In the world, no matter how high or low your martial arts skills are, as long as you act righteously, people will respect you.

On the contrary, it will end up harming others and yourself!”

Ding Chunqiu closed his eyes tightly and said: "I didn't expect you to have such martial arts at such a young age. I admire you. I will resign now and come back to ask the heroes for advice." After that, he turned around.

Gotta go.

"Stop!" Wu Fan shouted and stopped Ding Chunqiu. He said sternly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to leave so easily today." Ding Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I have given up today, my hero.

What to do?"

Wu Fan looked at the people behind him, and then at Su Xinghe who was in tears, then turned around and said: "Today, Wu Fan is going to eliminate evil for the martial arts world!" He thought to himself, don't wait for Xu Zhu to come and deal with him.

, but I don’t know that in the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse, once this old guy returns to Xingxiu Sea, it may be even more difficult to find him.

Ding Chunqiu's expression changed. Wu Fan's words were like a knife being inserted into his chest. This... this was clearly meant to take my life. I really shouldn't have come to the Deaf-Mute Valley this time. Is this the old man going to be buried here?

At this time, a strong voice suddenly came from the mountain road: "Wu Daxia, are you okay? I am polite, young monk!" This Taoist voice arrived. When everyone saw it, a monk from the Western Regions floated over. When they saw this person, Duan Yu

and Wang Yuyan couldn't help but take a step back, because this person was Jiumozhi, the Tubo Imperial Preceptor who had oppressed them for many days.

When Wu Fan saw Jiumozhi, he secretly thought: Why did this monk go to the Deaf-mute Valley again? However, there is a record of his going to the Deaf-mute Valley in the book. Jiumozhi is not only evil-minded, but also a

Martial arts fanatic. Whenever he has the opportunity to acquire superb martial arts, he will not miss it. I am afraid that he came here after hearing that after the Zhenlong chess game in the Deaf and Mute Valley was cracked, he would be able to obtain superior martial arts.

After Jiumozhi arrived, he clasped his hands and bowed to Wu Fan. Wu Fan clasped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Master Tubo. Master is not preaching scriptures in Tubo, so why did he go to the Deaf and Mute Valley?" Jiumozhi looked at it.

Ding Chunqiu and his disciples looked at Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan behind Wu Fan, and said with a smile: "The young monk heard that Mr. Congbian of the deaf-mute valley played a Zhenlong chess game and asked if there was anyone in the world who could crack it, so he came forward

I came here to ask for advice, I don’t want to see Wu Daxia fighting with others here.”

Just as Wu Fan was about to speak, Su Xinghe behind him interrupted: "Master, the Zhenlong chess game has been broken. From now on, there will be no more problems in the Deaf and Mute Valley. Master, you have traveled so far, so please come back."

"Haha~" Jiumozhi laughed loudly, and then said: "The young monk has traveled thousands of miles to come here, how can he go back like this? Since the Zhenlong chess game has been broken, please ask the person who cracked it to meet the young monk.

, maybe I can ask for advice?"

In fact, Wu Fan also wanted to ask this. He wanted to know whether it was Xu Zhu who cracked this game, or...that mysterious person? Hearing Jiumozhi's question, Su Xinghe shook his head and said: "The person who cracked the game has already been

He has left, and he is the new leader of our Xiaoyao Sect." At this point, Ding Chunqiu covered his chest and interjected: "Su Xinghe, how could the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect be passed on to others like this?"

Su Xinghe glared at Ding Chunqiu and said: "You evil disciple, you still want to interfere with the Xiaoyao Sect's affairs? You should think about how you will die today!" Ding Chunqiu was speechless after being pushed, and his beard was trembling with anger.

Seeing this, Mo Zhi turned around and asked Ding Chunqiu, "Who is this old gentleman..."

Ding Chunqiu clasped his fists and said, "I am Ding Chunqiu, the leader of the Xingxiu Sect." When Jiumozhi heard this, he immediately clasped his hands together and said politely: "Oh, it turns out to be the Great Immortal Xingxiu. You are so polite, little monk." Ding Chunqiu frowned.

He frowned and said, "Master, you're welcome." Jiumozhi continued, "I just heard what Mr. Congbian said. It seems that someone is going to harm Head Ding today?"

Ding Chunqiu shook his head and said to Jiumozhi: "This is Wu Fan. The old man has already admitted defeat, but he insists on taking his life."
Chapter completed!