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Volume 5 Like a Banquet Chapter 30 The Three Treasures of the Stars

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    The bonfire is roaring.  Ding Chunqiu put his hands behind his back and laughed and said: "You haven't asked me about the name of the young hero yet?" Chu Feng said: "It won't be too late to tell you after I kill you with the sword." "You and I are meeting for the first time today, where?  Are there so many grievances?" When Ding Chunqiu heard what Chu Feng said, he smiled slightly, moved his right hand to his chest, caressed his long beard, and sighed, as if Chu Feng had some misunderstanding about him.  Chu Feng said: "You only found out about me today, but I have already heard about your master's murder." Ding Chunqiu waved his right hand towards Chu Feng, and sighed: "It seems that the young hero has deeply misunderstood me.  , you won¡¯t listen to my detailed explanation" As his fingers spread, an almost imperceptible thread flew towards Chu Feng.  This thin thread has nothing to do with the Poison Technique, but is the "soft silk cord" one of the three treasures of the stars.  This soft silk rope is twisted from the silk spun by the Xingxuhai Snow Silkworm. It is fine and transparent. It is used in this dark night, and it is worthy of the six-character mantra of "the gods are unaware of the ghosts".  Chu Feng had no misunderstanding about this old Xingxiu monster, and he would not take his nonsense into his heart. When he saw his right hand shaking slightly, he became wary, but that "soft silk rope" was nothing like the naked eye at this night.  discernible.  Although he couldn't see it, he didn't panic. He dug his toes into the soil in front of him and kicked it out in front of him.  Ding Chunqiu waved his left hand behind him, and a strong wind swept the pile of sand and stones to the ground, and then he said: "Why are you attacking me like this?" The five fingers of his right hand kept moving, and his expression was even more serious.  Being kind is like looking at an unreasonable junior fellow apprentice.  Chu Feng was even more vigilant, but he didn¡¯t know what tactics Ding Chunqiu used.  He had to step back first, trying to avoid it from a distance, and then look for a fighter.  He thought this way, and Ding Chunqiu also guessed his thoughts. Seeing that the time was ripe, he shouted: "Here!" The soft silk ropes swimming in the air had already formed a huge network in the air, and followed Ding Chunqiu's inner strength.  If you push it, it will dance in the air.  Ding Chunqiu used the skill of speaking to deploy such a "sky net", and he felt very proud.  The previous dejection from the destruction of the feather fan was swept away.  The net made of soft silk cords is like a big hand.  Covering an area of ??about ten feet, Ding Chunqiu knew very well that no matter who was the best in martial arts, he would only be entangled by this soft silk rope.  Then all your efforts will be useless.  It¡¯s just that others can¡¯t see the soft silk rope.  I just saw this old Xingxiu monster dancing.  He looked quite contented with himself, which was very strange.  Only a few disciples of the Xingxiu Sect know the details of Ding Chunqiu's "Rousse Suit", and the others don't know why.  He was full of confidence when he heard the sound of "A", and the sound of flattery arose amidst the sound of gongs and drums, praising the founder to the sky.  Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua looked at Ding Chunqiu's movements and were confused. They had to think hard about what kind of effort Ding Chunqiu had used to have such confidence. He had previously used "Rotten Corpse Poison" and "Xiaoyao Powder"  The two evil arts obviously took away the feather fan in his palm.  Wu Yazi did not have as much confidence in Chu Feng as Xue Muhua. The only thing Chu Feng fought against Ding Chunqiu was Lingbo Weibu and the Lingbo Weibu.  If it were in the eyes of others, Chu Feng's movement skills would of course be nothing to say. There were few in the world who could resist him, but in the eyes of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, the most outstanding thing about Chu Feng was the unintentional sword strike just now.  In terms of Lingbo Weibu alone, Chu Feng was definitely not as good as him, the Xiaoyao leader with upright roots, but even Wu Yazi was plotted against by Ding Chunqiu and fell off a cliff.  "How did this traitor hit me?" This is a question that Wu Yazi has been struggling with for thirty years.  Today, when he saw Ding Chunqiu's somewhat inexplicable actions, he vaguely felt that he was about to find the answer to this question.  But no matter what others thought, Ding Chunqiu in Chu Feng's eyes was completely empty at this moment.  An opponent put on such a posture of "please kill me". Even if he had the intention of luring him into a trap, he felt that he should draw his sword.  Dichen let out a soft hum, and Chu Feng moved with the sword, turning into a stream of light and stabbing Ding Chunqiu's chest.  There was no trickery in this sword, and it clearly told Ding Chunqiu: "I'm here to kill you!" Ding Chunqiu saw the fierceness of Chu Feng, and although he was not afraid, he still slightly slowed down the movement of his right hand, and flicked the little finger of his left hand.  Half of the nails were shot straight at Chu Feng, but just after this move, he shouted in his heart "misstep".  If Chu Feng was forced to stop by his half-nail, wouldn't it mean that the invisible and formless silk cord in the air would be in vain?  Ding Chunqiu's entanglement only lasted a moment, and Chu Feng did not disappoint him.  Even if the sword came out like the wind, the half-nail would hardly cause him any trouble. He changed his body slightly to avoid it, but the edge of the iron sword was approaching three feet in front of Ding Chunqiu.  "Seeking death!" Ding Chunqiu sneered, and a net made of soft silk ropes that had been waiting for guests for a long time fell from the sky.  This soft silk rope is naturally difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Ding Chunqiu moved it without any concealment, but directly exposed the treasure.It appeared in front of people, and a strange whine followed the soft silk rope and pressed down in front of Chu Feng.  Chu Feng didn¡¯t know how powerful it was, but he believed that no matter what magical skills Ding Chunqiu had, as long as he opened a big hole in his chest, he would be dead.  Hearing this strange roar, Wu Yazi, who had been calm all the time, his face darkened and he said, "Return to my sister Qi Wuwu!" Back then, when Ding Chunqiu was summoned again, he had also heard this strange roar, and today he heard it again.  Hearing this, although he still didn't know what was going on, he clearly knew that Chu Feng was in danger, so he couldn't help but give some advice.  Wu Yazi's words have been conveyed by his "Beiming Zhenqi" that he has cultivated for seventy years. With Chu Feng's internal strength, this sound was transmitted directly into his eardrums, causing them to buzz.  At the same time, Chu Feng only felt that Dichen was heavy. In the past few months, Dichen had never left his side, so he knew the weight of this iron sword in his heart.  "There's something weird!" When this thought came to Chu Feng's mind, he stepped on "Guimei" and headed straight for "Wuwang" as Wu Yazi said.  Ding Chunqiu stood in the "Qian" position at this moment, and Chu Feng moved from his front to the left.  "It's too late!" Ding Chunqiu laughed wildly, and with a round of his right hand, circles followed his movements and spread to the soft silk rope.  This strange thing from the Xingxiu Sea was like a cocoon, wrapped around the dust.  "If your mind moves and your spirit follows, then go to the 'No' position." Wu Yazi said.  When Chu Feng retreated again, a force from above the dust came to him, dragging his figure tightly, preventing him from returning to the "No" position.  But now, the soft silk cord has become tightly stretched between Chu Feng and Na Ding Chunqiu.  When Chu Feng moved again, the soft silk rope was like a string, vibrating continuously.  The soft silk cord was no longer difficult to distinguish. Under the firelight, Chu Feng looked at the thin thread and remembered that on Shaoshi Mountain, Ding Chunqiu had used this thing to subdue a group of heroes, and he blocked the line ten feet away.  AhZi grabbed it and said with a smile: "What a trick!" Wu Yazi remembered that old incident and praised it, saying: "What a trick!" Ding Chunqiu proudly used the missing half of his fingernail  The little finger of his left hand flicked the long beard and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say" The disciples behind him saw that Master seemed to have the upper hand again, and the overwhelming praises overwhelmed all the saints and heroes in the nine heavens and ten earths.  When the long beard that was bounced by the little finger fell down, it seemed to accidentally hit the soft silk rope, and a filthy aura of defeat spread along the soft silk rope towards Chu Feng.  "Abandon the sword!" Ding Chunqiu said loudly, amidst the flattering sounds, his ambition became even more high-spirited.  Chu Feng just sneered and said: "Really!" To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!</dd>
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