Chapter 199: Xingxiu Old Immortal

Kang Guangling and Fan Baiqi were only afraid of Ding Chunqiu, and when they saw that Feng Yi and A Zi disagreed, they ridiculed them.

But when Feng Yi heard this, he couldn't help but think of the original plot in which Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu fought each other, the poison powder affected the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, and A Zi even went blind. This is something that must be guarded against.

Doctor Xue said to Feng Yi, "Master Feng, why don't we retreat to the tunnel today and use the traps to deal with Ding Chunqiu first? If we really can't hurt him and there's nothing else we can do, then we can fight him."

"Yes!" Kang Guangling also said: "The Xingxiu Sect has a large number of people and power. Once a melee breaks out, we will definitely suffer losses with just those poisons. Unless it is a last resort, we..."

"So what?" Ah Zi raised her eyebrows, opened her eyes wide, and spat, "You are Su Xinghe's disciples, huh, you are so timid, why do you still want to practice martial arts? I tell you, my master carries gunpowder everywhere he goes. No matter how good the tunnel is, can it withstand the explosion?"

Everyone was speechless after being yelled at by this little girl.

"How can we be cowards?" Fan Baiqi said angrily, "Ding Chunqiu plotted against our ancestor, forced my master to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and expelled us from the sect. As a human being, everyone knows the principle of revenge, but the enemy is strong and we are weak, so what's the point of just showing off our courage?"

At this moment, a thin voice suddenly called out, "You disciples of Su Xinghe, if you don't come out to greet us, don't blame me for disregarding our loyalty to my fellow disciples."

The sound was so thin that it seemed only faintly audible, but everyone heard it very clearly and could not help but shudder. Everyone looked miserable, as if they were both crying and laughing.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, the trees swayed and rustled, and a mysterious atmosphere quietly spread.

Kang Guangling shuddered, tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, and he said, "The sky is falling!" He was so anxious that he was spinning around.

The others' hearts were pounding and their minds were blank.

This time, Feng Yi was able to detect the person who made the sound, who was still several miles away. He thought, "This should be Li Qiushui's sound transmission and soul searching technique. Because their internal energy comes from the same source, it has the greatest impact on the people of Xiaoyao Sect and can affect their minds."

Feng Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes gleaming with brilliance, and said coldly: "Okay, I'll go deal with Xingxiu Old Monster, you guys stay here, and wait until I die, then you can go dig the tunnel!"

"Okay!" Ah Zi clapped her hands and said, "Whether it's the Great Wheel King or the Starry Old Monster, they are all defeated by my eldest brother. Just wait and see!"

Ah Zi glanced at everyone, and everyone felt uncomfortable when they saw her eyes on them.

Feng Yi hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, "A Zi, you wait here."

Ah Zi was stunned for a moment, then said loudly: "Brother, I am not afraid of death when I am with you."

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "But I'm afraid."

"Although they are cowardly, what they say makes sense. If you get hurt, even if I kill Old Monster Ding, it will still be a loss for me."

Ah Zi's heart suddenly trembled a few times, her face flushed for a moment, and she said softly: "I'm very happy that you said that, but I'm actually afraid of leaving you." Her voice was delicate and trembling.

Everyone thought, "So you're also good at talking!"

Suddenly, a voice of "Amitabha!" came from outside, as loud as a dragon's roar.

Everyone was startled; they could tell that the man had extremely deep internal strength.

Doctor Xue said happily, "This is Master Xuannan."

Feng Yi found it unbelievable. Without You Tanzhi and Hui Jing this time, why would people from Shaolin Temple come here? He was puzzled.

He remembered that in the original plot, You Tanzhi had injured someone, so Xuan Nan and others came to seek medical treatment, but he didn't think too much about it.

"Now that Master Xuannan has arrived," Feng Yi said meaningfully, "Now that we have his help, you don't have to be so scared anymore!"

Before he finished speaking, the man had already rushed out with Ah Zi in his arms and plunged into the night fog.

Suddenly, Doctor Xue said, "I have a close friendship with Master Xuannan of Shaolin. He is a master of magical skills. Although it is hard to figure out the level of Feng Yi's martial arts, he once killed Yun Zhonghe with one move. He is definitely not an easy person to deal with. If the two of them join forces, they should be able to defeat Old Monster Ding!" He also walked out.

Feng Asan slammed the table and said, "We can die if we want to, but we can't let people look down on us!"

Kang Guangling and others couldn't help but think: "If we don't dare to go out now, won't we be laughed at? We are as good as dead!" After thinking about it, they looked at each other and quickly followed out.

Feng Yi embraced Ah Zi and leaped up quickly. After a few jumps, they were out of Xue's house. From afar, they heard dozens of people saying in unison: "Xingxiu Old Immortal has come to the Central Plains. He has great magical powers and boundless magic power!"

As soon as the talking stopped, the sound of drums started.

The drum was struck three times, and then there was a loud gong sound, and the drum stopped.

Dozens of people said in unison: "We respectfully invite the Xingxiu Immortal to perform his great Dharma to subdue the Shaolin demon clown!"

Feng Yi ran for several miles and saw people in front of him holding torches, as bright as day. With their backs to them were a few Shaolin monks, probably Xuan Nan and others.

Opposite were two rows of men of varying heights. Some were holding torches, some were holding gongs and drums, and some were holding long banners and silk pennants. The red and green colors were very pleasing to the eye. The banners were embroidered with words such as "Xingxiu Old Immortal", "Great Supernatural Powers", "Boundless Magic Power", and "Terrifying the World".

Feng Yi took Ah Zi behind a rock. He planned to see what Ding Chunqiu could do first, so as not to fall into the trap. It was dark at this time, and no one knew they were coming.

Xuan Nan put his hands together in front of his chest and said, "Donor Ding, why are you coming to the Central Plains instead of enjoying your fortune in the Sea of ​​Stars?"

It turned out that after Xuan Nan and others broke up with Feng Yi, they happened to meet Ding Chunqiu and his gang. He learned that Ding Chunqiu was coming to make things difficult for Doctor Xue. He had a close friendship with Doctor Xue and knew his home, so he brought people to help.

A burly old man from the Xingxiu Sect walked out slowly, waving a goose feather fan, and said leisurely: "The head monk of Shaolin Bodhidharma Academy, 'The Universe in His Sleeves', is famous all over the world. I have long admired him. But how can I bother you by coming to see my nephew?"

This person is Ding Chunqiu, the old monster from the Star Constellation who is hated by the Central Plains martial arts world and is also recognized as the most difficult person to mess with in the martial arts world.

Maybe his martial arts were not invincible, but his cruelty and viciousness frightened countless people in the martial arts world. At least Qiao Feng was not as scary as him.

The firelight shone on Ding Chunqiu's face. He had a ruddy complexion, a head full of white hair, a three-foot-long beard below his chin, a tall body and a childlike face. He really looked like a god in a painting.

Xuan Nan said: "Shaolin Sect has to intervene in the affairs of the Central Plains martial arts world. Moreover, I have met Doctor Xue several times before. If you want to harm him, I can't just stand by and watch!"

Ding Chunqiu still looked unhurried: "Shaolin Temple is known as the authentic martial arts in the world. How dare I enter the eyes of the master? But today I really want to meet you, the Shaolin monk, to see if your Shaolin is just a name!"

He wanted to consider himself younger, so he did not address Xuan Nan as "old man" but "younger brother". As he spoke, he put an iron whistle to his lips, pursed his lips and blew hard, making a few extremely sharp sounds, and then waved his feather fan to send the whistle sound to the Shaolin monks.

Xuan Nan used the "Push the Window to Look at the Moon" move and threw out his two palms quickly, creating a strong wind. Ding Chunqiu laughed loudly and waved his sleeves as he received the palm strike. However, even so, a Shaolin monk fell backwards.

Ah Zi whispered, "It looks like he is waving his fan to send out whistles, but he is actually spraying poisonous powder from the iron whistle and using the feather fan to stir and injure people."

Feng Yi nodded.

The Shaolin monks were all shocked, but because of Ding Chunqiu's miraculous skills, they dared not approach and could only stare.

Xuan Nan was even more upset. He was so proud of his magical power, but he didn't expect that he would fail in his first attempt and lose a disciple. As for Doctor Xue, he didn't know what happened to him.

Amidst his worries, he heard the sound of gongs and drums, and all of Ding Chunqiu's disciples started to praise him: "Master has the ability to reach the heavens and penetrate the earth, there is no one before him and there will be no one after him. Today, I will let you Shaolin bald donkeys see the methods of my Xingxiu Sect."

"Master is invincible and unstoppable. He can defeat any enemy!"

"If you are afraid, it's fine even if you join forces!"

"Throughout the ages, no one has ever been able to match the Immortal Xingxiu! Anyone who dares to try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm will only bring about his own destruction!"

Ding Chunqiu waved his left hand, and the disciples' flattery stopped immediately.

Ding Chunqiu stroked his long beard and said, "The Shaolin monk is truly powerful." As he spoke, he lightly slapped Xuan Nan with his left palm.

Xuan Nan knew that Old Monster Ding was full of poison and was also proficient in the "Power Transformation Technique". His face was solemn, and he swung his palms together, with palm power coming out in succession. Before his left palm was retracted, his right palm had already hit out. It was extremely fast, and he hit Ding Chunqiu eighteen times in a row, leaving him no time to use the poison.

Xuan Nan is the head of the Dharma Academy and one of the most powerful fighters in Shaolin Temple. He rarely has any rivals in the martial arts world. He once struck Qiao Feng so hard that his arm became numb. It is precisely because of his supernatural powers that he is not afraid of the notorious old monster Xingxiu.

This "Shaolin Quick Palm" was extremely powerful, forcing Ding Chunqiu to retreat continuously. Xuan Nan struck out eighteen palms, and Ding Chunqiu retreated eighteen steps.

After Xuan Nan finished his eighteen palm strikes, he then kicked out thirty-six times in a row with incredible swiftness.

This chain of kicks is one of the 72 unique Shaolin skills. How could Ding Chunqiu dare to confront it head-on? He could only rely on his elusive body movements to dodge everywhere. He barely avoided the 36 kicks, but heard two "pa pa" sounds and was hit by two punches on the shoulder.

It turned out that Xuan Nan threw out eighteen palm strikes and thirty-six kicks in one breath, but Ding Chunqiu avoided them strangely. When he kicked out the last two kicks, he punched out at the same time.

Ding Chunqiu avoided the kicks, but ultimately couldn't avoid the punches.

Although he had long heard of Xuan Nan's high martial arts skills, he had not expected the other party to be so skilled. He exclaimed, "How powerful!" and his body shook twice.

Xuan Nan felt dizzy and lost. He knew something was wrong. Ding Chunqiu's clothes were poisoned. He had hit him twice, so he exhaled, and the vital energy in his body flowed. He punched Ding Chunqiu with his left fist again.

Ding Chunqiu waved his right palm to block his fist, and suddenly, his left palm struck out like lightning.

After being poisoned, Xuan Nan could not turn around and dodge, so he could only thrust his right palm to block. At this point, it was already a competition of true strength between masters. Xuan Nan was secretly shocked: "I can never compete with him in internal strength!"

But if he didn't use his internal force, the opponent's internal force would immediately shatter his internal organs. He knew it was bad, but he had to use his internal force to resist. But as soon as he used his strength, he felt that his internal force could not be gathered, and it seemed to disappear without a trace. Xuan Nan was horrified and said, "The power transformation method!"

Ding Chunqiu laughed and said, "Not bad!"

Ah Zi grabbed Feng Yi's arm, stared straight ahead, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, when you fight with him, you can't touch his palm, otherwise the poison in his palm will seep into your meridians, and you will be the same as them." But because she used too much force, her nails dug deeply into the flesh.

Feng Yi was very surprised and asked, "Do you also know the method of Hua Gong?"

Ah Zi said proudly: "Of course, the reason why I stole the Divine Wood King Cauldron is because I knew how to practice martial arts so that they couldn't catch up with me."

This "Transformation Technique" is the secret of Ding Chunqiu that none of his disciples know. If Ah Zi wants to acquire this magical skill, she has to learn it secretly and steal the tripod to escape.

In order to practice this skill, one must often apply the venom of poisonous snakes and insects on the palms and inhale it into the body. If one does not apply it for seven days, the power will decrease. The Shenmu King Cauldron is born with a special scent. Burning spices in the cauldron can lure poisonous insects to come in a moment. Within a radius of ten miles, no poisonous insect can resist the temptation of the fragrance.

When Ding Chunqiu had this strange tripod in his hand, it was effortless for him to catch poisonous insects. Naturally, his "Energy Transformation Method" became deeper and more refined as he practiced it. But the Divine Wood King Tripod was stolen by Ah Zi. She was very cunning. On the day when her master caught poisonous creatures, she stole the Divine Wood King Tripod and ran away. It was seven days later when Ding Chunqiu found out that the Divine Wood King Tripod was stolen.

Ah Zi had already gone far away. She mostly walked on remote paths. Although the martial arts of the brothers who were chasing her were better than her, their intelligence was far inferior to hers. She used several tricks such as bluffing and feinting to the east and attacking in the west to evade them one by one.

Ding Chunqiu sent several groups of disciples out to hunt him down, even sending out his eldest disciple Zhai Xingzi, but the carrier pigeons he received time and again brought back reports that were all unsuccessful.

Ding Chunqiu lived in a dark and damp valley, where poisonous snakes and insects were abundant. Although the sacred wood king tripod was lost, it was not difficult to catch some poisonous insects to add poison. However, it was easy to catch ordinary poisonous insects. It was a rare opportunity to catch rare, precious and powerful poisonous insects like before.

There was another thing that worried him. He was afraid that if the masters in the Central Plains discovered the origin of the Wang Ding, they would destroy it immediately. Therefore, he would not be at ease until he got it back, so he took action personally.

After Ding Chunqiu reunited with his disciples, he heard that Su Xinghe was gathering young talents in Leigu Mountain, and realized that he had betrayed his oath and intended to kill him. That's why he wanted to capture the "Eight Friends of Hangu" and force Su Xinghe to surrender. He started with Xue Muhua, the most famous person in the martial arts world. At this time, there were Shaolin monks who stopped him, but he didn't care.

Ding Chunqiu shrugged his shoulders, and Xuan Nan only felt a shock throughout his body, but there was no pain. On the contrary, he felt soft and fluffy as if lying on clouds, indescribably comfortable and happy, but his body collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.

The other Shaolin monks' eyes opened wide, with a mixture of fear, doubt, and disbelief.

Feng Yi could see that, judging from martial arts alone, Ding Chunqiu was not necessarily above Xuan Nan, but his poison made him succumb, so could he really withstand it? The reason why Feng Yi inhaled Shi Qingfeng's drug before was to test his ability to resist poison, but Ding Chunqiu's poison was not at the same level after all, and he could not guarantee it.

If you are not careful and fall into Ding Chunqiu's hands, you will regret it to the extreme.

At this moment, there was a sudden "clang" sound. Xuan Tong, holding two swords in his hands, clinked them together, and pounced on Ding Chunqiu like a mad tiger, shouting loudly: "Shameless thief, the old monk is going on a killing spree today." The two swords chopped towards Ding Chunqiu, and the buzzing sound was like a dragon's roar. His kung fu was indeed not weak.

He saw Xuan Nan fall down, obviously he had lost his strength. They had been in the same sect for decades, and he really felt the pain of broken arms and limbs. So even though he knew he was no match for Ding Chunqiu, he still wanted to fight to the death.

Ding Chunqiu spun his feet and dodged, but Xuan Tong, in his grief, attacked even more swiftly and fiercely.

But his martial arts skills were not as good as his senior brother Xuan Nan, and Ding Chunqiu had graceful movements. Xuan Nan attacked with more than 30 swords as if he was risking his life, but Ding Chunqiu was like a butterfly flying through flowers, twisting left and right, jumping high and low, doing his best to evade and dodge, without even his sleeves being touched. All the Xingxiu disciples saw it and cheered in unison.

Feng Yi saw that Ding Chunqiu's body movements were exquisite and indeed extraordinary. If he couldn't kill him with one strike, it would be difficult to chase him in the dark. If not, he might as well give him a sneak attack.

Just as he was about to get up and walk around, he suddenly felt his hand tighten. Ah Zi grabbed his hand and said, "Brother, none of these bald donkeys and my master are good people anyway, so let them fight each other. Anyway, you told Xuan Nan and the others that day that you would repay them later, so as long as they don't die, it's fine."

Feng Yi patted her soft little hands and laughed, "You remember this too?"

He also thought that since he asked Shaolin Temple to release Hui Jing that day, there must be some retribution. Now Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong have suffered losses, and he has no choice but to lend a helping hand, which can offset the loss.

"That's right!" Ah Zi said with a smile, "Of course I care about your business."

Feng Yi's heart warmed when he heard this, and he saw Ding Chunqiu with his sleeves fluttering as he moved back and forth among the sword shadows, relaxed and at ease.

Xuan Tong roared angrily: "Traitor, why don't you fight back? If you have the guts, kill your grandfather. If you don't fight back, you are a bastard."

Ding Chunqiu didn't want to offend Shaolin Temple too much, but he was very concerned about his reputation. When he heard such insults, he immediately became furious and said coldly: "You are really tired of living!"

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The feather fan in his hand suddenly slapped towards Xuan Tong's ring knife, and then he raised his other palm and slapped the opponent's chest and abdomen.

With a "hum" sound, the fan and the knife collided. Xuan painfully retreated more than a foot away. He suddenly felt his right arm was sore and difficult to lift. His true energy was not flowing smoothly. His whole body was limp and he had no strength and fell to the ground.

It turned out that Ding Chunqiu had already used poison when he waved his feather fan. When Xuan Tong was resisting, his true Qi circulated and absorbed it. He was unable to resist the poison and was knocked down again.

Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong closed their eyes and said nothing. They were not as skilled as others, so what else could they say?

Ding Chunqiu's disciples all shouted in praise: "You Shaolin bald asses, you dare to compete with the sun and the moon with your fireflies? Why don't you kneel down and surrender!"

Ding Chunqiu smiled slightly, waved his feather fan and said, "Zhaixingzi, take them down!"

"Yes, Master!"

A man in hemp clothes floated out and raised his left hand. The remaining four Shaolin monks were pressed on several major acupoints such as Tanzhong, Jianzhen and Dazhui. They immediately fell to the ground, looked at each other, closed their eyes and waited for death.

When Feng Yi saw Zhaixingzi floating out, he knew that his internal strength was not weak. And seeing that he knocked down four Shaolin monks, his martial arts skills were also very advanced.

Then I heard Ah Zi say: "This is my senior brother, his martial arts skills are second only to my master in Xingxiu Sect, and he has the power of life and death over us.

He was afraid that he would not move quickly or hit hard enough, for fear of losing his prestige in front of his fellow apprentices.

The crowd shouted, "Big Brother, your magical power is miraculous. It really opened our eyes."

Feng Yi took a look at Zhai Xingzi and saw that he was about 28 or 29 years old, about the same age as Murong Fu, tall and thin, with a yellowish green complexion, but quite handsome. He nodded and said, "It is indeed extraordinary that he has achieved such success in martial arts at his age."

Ah Zi burst out laughing and said, "If I didn't know, I would have thought you were in your seventies or eighties."

Feng Yi smiled but said nothing. His achievements in martial arts could not be compared with those of ordinary people, so when he judged a person, he never used himself as the standard.

Then Zhai Xingzi said, "Master, these bald donkeys dared to come to my Xingxiu Sect. Should we kill them all?"

The disciples said, "That's right! Master has boundless magical power, and our eldest brother has extraordinary martial arts. This time we came to the Central Plains to destroy the Shaolin Temple and dampen the spirit of the Central Plains warriors, so that they can know how powerful our Xingxiu Sect is.

Ding Chunqiu stroked his beard and said, "These monks cannot be killed."

Zhai Xingzi was stunned and said, "Master is so profound that I really don't understand!"

Ding Chunqiu laughed and said, "Think about it carefully. Those righteous people all call us despicable and evil. We are going to take the famous Shaolin monks to Leigu Mountain and let those so-called talented people see who is a hero and who is an authentic martial artist!"

Zhai Xingzi raised his thumb and praised, "Master is really smart. These Central Plains warriors have no skills at all. They can only boast about themselves and say things like 'Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south'. They are really shameless.

This Shaolin Temple is even more arrogant, and it claims to be the authentic martial arts in the world. I don't believe they can beat the magical skills of my Xingxiu Sect! Master took them to Leigu Mountain, so that everyone in the world would know that Shaolin was defeated by the Xingxiu Sect. This is much more famous and impressive than the second junior brother and his gang extorting 40,000 taels of silver from Gusu Murong. "

Xuan Nan, Xuan Tong and the others were controlled and had accepted their fate. After hearing this, Xuan Tong could not help but said angrily, "Old Monster Ding, you lead a group of villains to poison and plot against them. Do you think you are worthy of being called a hero? Don't you have any shame?"

Ding Chunqiu said with a smile: "Shaolin Kung Fu is tough, I have learned that, but you are so tough, it makes it very difficult for me. Do you think you will still be so tough if you lose your nose and ears? I want to know."

Several Shaolin monks looked pale and stopped talking.

They are not afraid of death, but they are still afraid of being tortured.

Even if he dies, it will become a topic of conversation for others after dinner.

"Ding, you are hurting people again!"

I heard a loud and shrill shout from afar, and suddenly I saw several figures running towards me from more than ten feet away.

Ding Chunqiu recognized the other party as the Eight Friends of Hangu at a glance. Kang Guangling shouted, "Old thief Ding, are you still alive? Do you still remember me?"

Ding Chunqiu said leisurely: "Several nephews are here, that's great!" He waved the feather fan in his hand a few times and said: "My dear nephew Mu Hua, if you take me as your master and become my Xingxiu sect, I will spare your life!"

It turns out that although Ding Chunqiu wanted to use them to force Su Xinghe, he also wanted to take Xue Muhua as his disciple, and use his outstanding medical skills to study with him the mysterious aspects of the "Immortal Changchun Kung Fu".

Xue Muhua knew very well how powerful this uncle was, and was really afraid, but he said proudly: "Old thief Ding, I only have one master in this world!"

Ding Chunqiu said coldly: "You only recognize Su Xinghe as your master, right or not?"

Xue Muhua shouted: "Only villains who are worse than animals would dare to betray their teacher and ancestors."

Kang Guangling and others cheered in unison.

Ding Chunqiu said, "Very good, very good. You are all Su Xinghe's good disciples, but he said that he has expelled the eight of you from his sect and you are no longer his disciples. Does that mean that Su is still secretly keeping the master-disciple relationship?"

Fan Bailing said: "Once a teacher, always a father.

The master did expel the eight of us from his sect. Over the years, we have never been able to see him. He would not see us even when we went to his house to pay our respects.

But our love and respect for our master has never diminished. Mr. Ding, the reason why the eight of us have become lonely ghosts without a master to rely on is all because of you, old thief."

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said, "That's true. Su Xinghe is afraid that I will kill you one by one. He drove you out of the sect in order to save your lives.

He was reluctant to deafen your ears and cut off your tongues, and his friendship with you is very deep! Humph, fussy, what can you achieve? Hehe, very good. You can tell me for yourself, is Su Xinghe still your master?"

Kang Guangling and the others heard him say this, and they all knew that if they did not give up the title of "Su Xinghe's disciple", Ding Chunqiu would kill them immediately. However, the master's kindness was too great, so how could they betray the master out of fear of death? The eight people said in unison: "Although we have been expelled from the master's sect, the relationship between master and disciple will not change for life."

Li Kuilei suddenly shouted, "I am the mother of Xingxiu Old Monster. I had an affair with Erlang Shen's Sky-Howling Dog and gave birth to you, little bastard. I will break your dog legs!"

He imitated the old woman's accent and barked three times. Kang Guangling and others laughed wildly.

Ding Chunqiu was furious, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He flicked his left sleeve and a point of green phosphorous fire shot towards Li Kuilei, as fast as a meteor.

Li Kuilei wanted to dodge, but it was too late. His face turned grim. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind, and the phosphorescent light reflected towards Ding Chunqiu.

Li Kuilei felt that he was not burned by the fire. When he looked up, he saw Feng Yi rushing over and saving him with a palm.

Feng Yi originally thought these people were cowardly and felt quite contemptuous in his heart, but when he saw that they could withstand the pressure at the critical moment and not a single coward was a coward, he began to admire them. But when he saw that Li Kuilei was about to be burned, he didn't think twice and struck out like a meteor to save him.

It happened so quickly that Ding Chunqiu was feeling proud of himself when he suddenly felt a breeze blowing. However, his breathing was already difficult and he was startled. He used his palms to mobilize his internal energy, and the phosphorescent light went out in the air with a hiss.

Ding Chunqiu's heart was hot, his face was stained with blood, he took three steps back, shocked and angry, and looked carefully. There was a young man standing next to Li Kuilei, who was handsome and had a smiling look on his face.

Ding Chunqiu and Doctor Xue looked at Feng Yi, each with doubts in their hearts. The palm strike just now was powerful and fierce, and it must have taken at least 40 to 50 years of practice. Who is this person? Doctor Xue wondered how Feng Yi could be so amazing? People like Kang Guangling also realized a problem. They had underestimated Feng Yi.

The person who was most shocked in the center of the field was Ding Chunqiu.

With his martial arts skills, even if he fought the enemy with all his strength, the wind blowing and leaves falling around him would not escape his eyes and ears. However, Feng Yi suddenly appeared and he didn't notice it at all, and he was knocked back with a palm. He thought about it and couldn't imagine that there was such a young man in the martial arts world.

Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong were extremely surprised and shouted in unison, "Hero Feng."

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Old Monster Ding, you are also a well-known figure in the martial arts world. I didn't expect that you can only play tricks and get angry at the juniors. It's really beneath your status."

He had just exchanged palm strikes with Ding Chunqiu and smelled a strange odor, like sulfur. He knew that the so-called green fire was not only poison, but also pyrotechnic powder such as sulfur, nitrate and phosphorus. It looked extremely intimidating.

Before Ding Chunqiu could speak, a Xingxiu Sect disciple shouted, "Boy, who are you? How dare you go against my master?"

Suddenly, a woman laughed and said, "Ninth Senior Brother, you are so impressive! You dare to open your mouth in front of the world's best martial arts master. Now your reputation as Tianlangzi will spread all over the world, even better than Xingxiu Old Monster!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman's head sticking out from behind Feng Yi. Everyone recognized her as Junior Sister A'Zi.

I only heard Zhaixingzi say: "Little Junior Sister, you have a lot of face."

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Master and Senior Brother have traveled thousands of miles to come to the Central Plains, so Junior Sister is naturally honored. However, if you take my support into account, I'm afraid the weight of you all is still a little insufficient."

Zhaixingzi knew what she meant and glanced at Ding Chunqiu.

Seeing Ah Zi's cunning smile, Ding Chunqiu thought to himself, "This girl is very cunning. She stole my King Cauldron and couldn't hide from me, but she showed up without any fear. I hope she won't be trapped in the hands of a baby when she's eighty years old."

He was filled with doubt and astonishment, he saw Feng Yi's slender figure and bright eyes, and frowned and asked, "Could it be that you are the famous and powerful hero Feng Yifeng?"

Ding Chunqiu had heard of Feng Yi's name, and knew that he had killed the four evil men in the world. He also knew that he was used as a backer by A Zi and killed several of his disciples. He didn't take the so-called four evil men in the world too seriously, and Feng Yi was no exception. He thought that if he met him, he could just kill him, but now he was afraid.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "I don't deserve to be called a hero by others. But if I meet you, Old Monster Ding, I can do it.

If you know what's good for you, kneel down and kowtow now, and for Ah Zi's sake, I will spare your life!"

When everyone heard this nonsense, they were immediately in a frenzy. Tianlangzi suddenly shouted, "Little Junior Sister, what are you doing? No matter who you have backing, how dare you not bow to the Master when you see him?"

"Noisy!"

Feng Yi didn't even look at him, he flicked his sleeves, and with a hissing sound, the invisible force of his finger magic penetrated into Tianlangzi's heart, and then rushed out from the back, and a stream of blood shot out.

Tianlangzi immediately staggered and fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned, and no Xingxiu Sect disciple dared to step forward.

Ding Chunqiu said coldly: "Although there is no friendship between you and me, there is no grudge or hatred between us. You even killed several of my disciples. I wonder why you acted like this? Do you really not take me seriously?" As he spoke, his robe sleeves slightly raised.

(End of this chapter)