After hearing Chu Feng's sneer, Ding Chunqiu didn't care at all. He seemed to have seen Chu Feng hastily throwing away the iron sword that had been corroded and deformed by his strange poison. Of course, it would be easier if Chu Feng refused to let go of the iron sword until his death. If the poison comes to him, it will be too late for the young man to regret it. If Chu Feng faced the enemy empty-handed, Ding Chunqiu would not be afraid. The energy in his body had long been integrated with the poison he had accumulated throughout his life. Even if Chu Feng was really lucky enough to learn the "Beiming Magic" that Ding Chunqiu could never find. , I am afraid that his internal energy and poison will be sucked into his meridians in a short time. "If that's the case, it's a big deal." Ding Chunqiu looked at the trace of filth and corruption on the soft silk rope, and was a little lost in thought for a moment. Ding Chunqiu felt that he needed to use his "powerful" transformation skills to tell Chu Feng what "the shadow of a person's famous tree" is. "What kind of poison is this?" Chu Feng asked loudly to his grandfather and grandson who were calmly watching the show over there. "I'm sorry, Uncle Master" This was said by Xue Muhua, who was familiar with Chu Feng and had just changed his mind. As for what he said next, Chu Feng ignored him directly. Su Xinghe didn¡¯t say anything. He didn¡¯t know what kind of poison Ding Chunqiu used, so he simply shut up. On the contrary, Yazi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, warned: "The Hua Gong ** contains strong poison, don't use his internal power." Ding Chunqiu heard that none of the three people recognized the poison he used. He became happy, and amid the sound of blows and claps from all the disciples, he said to his mentor: "It seems that your thirty years have not been in vain" "The villain has succeeded!" Chu Feng scolded, pointing the sword in his left hand towards Dichen pressed the blade of the sword, and the decades of skill he had absorbed since he entered the world flowed along the blade of the iron sword towards the aura above the soft silk rope. The true energy is everywhere, and the forward momentum of the poisonous energy has obviously slowed down. Chu Feng took advantage of the wave of poisonous gas to slow down and took half a step back. Ding Chunqiu didn't allow it, so he suddenly pulled his right hand back, and a strong force spread to Dichen through the soft silk cord, and then fell on Chu Feng. On the wind. Chu Feng moved again and attacked the old monster Xingxiu directly. Ding Chunqiu said "Huh". He has been traveling around the world for many years. This is the first time he has seen someone close the distance between him and he can't help but feel a little surprised. However, he was not in a hurry, and with a flick of his right hand, the loose silk cord between the two of them was like a soft whip that hit Chu Feng's chest and abdomen with a "swish" sound. He was confident that if this "whip" could hit Chu Feng, even without the poison, the internal force of the soft silk cord would be able to break several of Chu Feng's bones. But under Ding Chunqiu's gaze, the dust-free sword edge was withdrawn in front of him, and when it was thrust out again, it had already pierced the soft silk cord. When Ding Chunqiu saw Chu Feng blocking the evil move, not only was he not angry, but he praised it loudly and said: "Okay!" Dichen trembled slightly, twisting the soft silk rope into a mess, but just like that, that The poisonous gas followed the soft silk cord and spread to Dichen, making it even closer to Chu Feng. But even when he saw the poison gas approaching, Ding Chunqiu couldn't see the panic on Chu Feng's face, and said a little unwillingly: "I didn't come here to kill you. As long as you can use this secret book of Lingbo Weibu Tell me again, it¡¯s not a bad idea for me to save your life.¡± Chu Feng said: ¡°Old monster Xingxiu always forgets what he said, so it¡¯s better not to say it in vain.¡± As soon as he said the words, his right hand was ready. The dust is gently thrown up. Ding Chunqiu never thought that Chu Feng would take Dichen seriously, so he was very happy to throw away the iron sword. He just thought in his heart: "Tianshan's plum-breaking hand, Tianshan's six-yang palm, I don't know how this boy can Which martial arts are you using to deal with me?" These two martial arts are also skills that he has coveted for many years, but has never been able to see the full picture. "What kind of martial arts is this?" Ding Chunqiu looked at Chu Feng and clasped his hands together in front of his chest, just like a Buddhist disciple saluting and folding his hands. He couldn't help but be surprised. Then he looked at Chu Feng's flat right palm and he didn't realize how powerful it was. , the two palms immediately protected the body. The old monster Xingxiu moved his palms, and the soft silk rope connected with his right hand took the iron sword that had not fallen and flew up together. Chu Feng watched Ding Chunqiu retract his palms, and without any warning, he grabbed the void at his side with his left hand. He just grabbed the iron sword flying in the air in his hand, and stabbed directly into the large hole on Ding Chunqiu's chest with a clean movement. Ding Chunqiu sealed his palms together, and felt that Chu Feng's right palm had no internal energy at all. He shouted in his heart, "This is not good." Dichen had already arrived from the air. Fortunately, he has been doing evil for many years and has countless enemies in the world. Over the past few decades, he has seen many big battles. Now he saw that Dichen was stabbed in the chest and actually activated the poisonous energy with a single blow, and it only surged towards the hilt of the sword. go. . A smile appeared on Chu Feng's face, his left palm changed from grasping to slapping, and he struck hard on the hilt of the sword. With one blow, Dichen was able to castrate another three points, but the poisonous gas that had spread to the hilt of the sword got in the way of Chu Feng. In the midst of his busy schedule, Ding Chunqiu suddenly made an iron decisionBanqiao fell backwards, this move was very standard. It's just that the force used was a little too strong. When he fell backward, his white hair was inevitably stained with a few dust. Moreover, Dichen castrated it too quickly, and flew out with the ring tied with a soft silk cord on the middle finger of his right hand. "I've told you to give up your sword a long time ago" Ding Chunqiu is not a loser. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and stood up stiffly again. When he stood up, he used his inner strength to remove the water on his hair. All the dust and leaves fell off. In this way, when he stood up, he would be the extraordinary Xingxu Old Immortal again. Chu Feng secretly said "It's a pity". If it weren't for the fear that his moves would be poisonous, he wouldn't have let go just now. The iron sword can be flexibly changed in his hand. If Ding Chunqiu dared to avoid the edge of the sword like this with the dust in hand, it can only be said that he was impatient. "You lost the feather fan, and I gave up the long sword" Chu Feng lost the iron sword in his hand. He knew very well that in terms of palm skills alone, he was really no match for this old monster Xingxiu. But in a life-and-death comparison, even if the old monster Xingxiu's internal energy is poisonous, Chu Feng will still suck it to him. As long as he can drain Ding Chunqiu's internal energy, this person will definitely die worse than him. Before Chu Feng finished speaking, Ding Chunqiu, the white-haired boy-faced man opposite him, suddenly turned around and said loudly: "I will take your sword today, and Liao will teach you a lesson. The good head is just waiting forah yo" Halfway through, The two "Ah yo" sounds in a row only washed away the chilling air in his words. Looking at Ding Chunqiu who disappeared into the woods with the sound of "Ah yo", everyone in the venue was a little dazed. In the end, the Xingxiu disciples who were basically negative first slowed down and abandoned the gongs and iron cymbals on the ground, "Clang. "With a loud voice, they fled away with their master. Chu Feng looked at the three people from Yazi who were far away and could not see the situation clearly. He found a burning stick from the fire, walked to Dichen and took a look: Ding Chunqiu's A ring tied with a soft silk cord looked bloody as if it had been torn off his finger; a trace of blood on Dichen looked like The green light on the body of Dichen's sword was still shining, but the pine wood sword The handle is rotten, as if a hundred years have passed in this moment. "He's injured." Chu Feng walked to the carriage and said to Yazi. Su Xinghe asked unexpectedly: "After all the work of eradicating evil, why did Junior Brother" Yazi waved his hand and stopped him. Chu Feng didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "Chu Feng's Kung Fu Iron Sword is superior." There is no need to say more. Yazi nodded and asked, "Are you Qiu Shui's disciple?" Chu Feng really laughed this time and said, "Senior Qiu Shui also said that I am your disciple." As he said that, Chu Feng was very happy. He looked at Yazi seriously and muttered, "This old man doesn't look old at all." "Yazi took Chu Feng's words as a compliment and said with a smile: "Is there such a thing? Then you are quite resourceful. "This naturally means that Chu Feng recognized him as his master when he saw him. In this way, when Ding Chunqiu faced the enemy, he was a little more taboo. Most of his poisonous skills were passed down by his master, and he used them to fight against the enemy. Always ask "Can Chu Feng know this trick?" Chu Feng said: "Master still has good eyesight. " "You still call me 'Master'? "Yazi looked into Chu Feng's eyes and asked, then he understood, and then said, "If you have anything to say, just say it, you need to be so polite. " "Do you have the antidote for Duanjin Fugu Pill, master?" "Chu Feng asked very directly. To be continued.)