When the spell effect disappeared and the dark clouds dispersed, the more than 1,000 people under Ding Chunqiu had already fled, and the people who were really killed by lightning were only thirty or forty people, of course, this was because Xiao Peng just used a thunder ancestor spell, if he continued to create dark clouds, and then continued to cast the thunder ancestor curse, he could also keep the thunderclouds scattered and bombarded all the time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But, is it necessary?

Ding Chunqiu looked at the empty body, wanting to cry without tears, the forces that he had spent more than half a year gathering, Xiao Peng just a spell to collapse it, why is there a person like Xiao Peng in this world who should not exist? Even the thunder can be controlled, so what is the use of people in the rivers and lakes practicing martial arts desperately?

Drove away the group of noisy star disciples, Xiao Peng's body turned, and he flew to the same place, and the surrounding monks and martial arts heroes all cast extremely awe-inspiring eyes at him, and since today, there is a new rumor about Zhongshentong in the world.

Rumors, naturally, the more outrageous they are, anyway, in the end, Xiao Peng has the ability to call the wind and rain and control the thunder on the halo of the original flying and all-in-a-the-box, but this scene is still seen by most martial arts heroes.

They didn't have the slightest doubt about Xiao Peng's skills, but the effect of his Thunder Ancestor Mantra was infinitely exaggerated, and as soon as the spell was finished, the wind and clouds suddenly surged, and the heavens and the earth changed color! What ten thousand thunderbolts fell from the sky, splitting the disciples of the Star Sect to ashes!

This information was naturally transmitted back to China by the spies of the Liao State and the Tubo State, and the Liao State, which was originally preparing to send troops to attack the Song Dynasty in the near future, also suddenly died down and entered a wait-and-see state again.

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Xiao Peng fell back to Qiao Feng and the others, patted Zhao Xu's shoulder, and said, "Go ahead! ”

Zhao Xu nodded, his body unfolded, and he arrived in front of the soulless Ding Chunqiu, "Ding Chunqiu, you dog thief who sentenced the door to kill the master, today I will avenge Master Wuyazi." ”

Ding Chunqiu was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly understood, and shouted angrily at the moment: "Sure enough, the old thief really didn't die, he ordered Su Xinghe to set up a Zhenlong chess game, just to find a disciple, you have already obtained the skills of the old thief......!

"Shut up. Zhao Xu saw Ding Chunqiu an old thief, he was immediately furious, and with a split of his palms, he pounced on Ding Chunqiu, he wanted to avenge Wuyazi, he didn't want to use the Tai Chi taught by Xiao Peng, he wanted to use the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School to kill Ding Chunqiu, which made sense.

After a few months of training by Wu Xingyun, Zhao Xu's current martial arts of the Freedom School have already been practiced very well, at this time, he opened the "Tianshan Six Yang Palms", circling and dancing, and recruiting to advance, Ding Chunqiu knew that Zhao Xu had already obtained the whole body of Wuyazi, and seeing that his palm technique was so proficient, it was obvious that he had obtained the true inheritance of Wuyazi.

Ding Chunqiu was deeply jealous of him, so he didn't dare to use poisonous skills at this moment, and he was deeply afraid that Zhao Xu's poisonous skills were even higher than himself.

The martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction pay attention to light and elegant, leisurely and elegant, Ding Chunqiu and Zhao Xu got started, but when they saw a childlike white hair, like a fairy, a big sleeve fluttering, cold like the wind, both of them were just a dip and go, really like a pair of butterflies among the flowers, staggering, and the word "leisurely" was brought into full play.

Most of the onlookers have never seen the martial arts of this carefree faction, and they all look relaxed and happy, and they can't help but secretly say in their hearts: "These two people are dangerous, attacking the enemy's vital points, but the posture is so elegant and beautiful, straight like a dance, such a weight-lifting, chic and wishful palm, why have I never seen it, but I don't know which kung fu it is?" What is the name?"

The two fought endlessly, although Zhao Xu's skills were deeper than Ding Chunqiu's, Ding Chunqiu's actual combat experience was extremely rich, and he could be undefeated with Zhao Xu.

The chrysanthemum sword in Meilan Zhuju suddenly rolled his eyes, suddenly laughed twice, and leaned over to Xiao Peng's side and whispered: "Xiao Daxia, do you still have spirits stored in your Sumeru mustard seeds?"

Xiao Peng knew what she was going to do when he heard it, and said with a smile: "It's appropriate to use life and death talismans to deal with him, take it!" Xiao Peng turned over his hand and took out a water bag and handed it to Ju Jian.

"Hey, hey. Ju Jian took the water bag, smiled, pulled out the wooden cork on the bag, and slowly approached the place where Zhao Xu and Ding Chunqiu were fighting, and shouted: "Master, you have to use some wine for the old monster of the stars to breed life and death talismans!"

After finishing speaking, he turned the leather bag horizontally, and as soon as he vomited, the wine in the bag turned into a water arrow and shot towards Zhao Xu, Mei Lanzhu and the three girls clapped their hands and shouted: "Sister Ju, wonderful." ”

Zhao Xu and Ding Chunqiu fought for a long time, and they couldn't take him for a while, and when they heard that Ju Jian asked him to deal with it with the 'life and death talisman', his eyes suddenly lit up, and when he saw Ju Jian shoot with wine, he immediately reached out and grabbed a handful, but Ju Jian's skills were not very deep, and his control was slightly poor, and some of them were sprayed at Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu fought Zhao Xu viciously, but felt that the other party's tricks were endless, and he was forced to hold his hands and feet, and all kinds of evil magic could not be used, and suddenly saw the wine shooting, his mind moved, and his left sleeve was brushed out, and the wine was blown into scattered raindrops, and splashed towards Zhao Xu, the raindrops were green, which was obviously highly poisonous.

Originally, some of the raindrops flew towards Jujian, but just when those poisonous raindrops were about to get wet, a suction force came from behind and sucked her back, which was naturally Xiao Peng's shot.

Zhao Xu waved his right palm, and couldn't stop attacking Ding Chunqiu, and the palm of his left palm secretly carried out internal strength, reversing the true qi of the Northern Underworld, and in a short time, the wine in his palm had turned into seven or eight pieces of cold ice, and his right palm "huhuhu" clapped three times in a row.

Ding Chunqiu was taken aback when he felt the cold wind hitting his body: "How did this little thief's masculine internal strength change in vain?"

Busy condensing to parry with all his might, suddenly there was a slight chill on the shoulder "lack of basin acupoint", as if encountering a snowflake, followed by the lower abdomen "Tianshu acupoint", the thigh "Futu acupoint", and the upper arm "Tianquan acupoint" also felt cold and fluttering.

Ding Chunqiu hurriedly urged his palm to resist, and then the "Tianzhu Acupoint" on the back of his neck, the "Shinto Acupoint" on the vest, and the "Zhimur Acupoint" on the back of the waist were also slightly cold, Ding Chunqiu was surprised: "No matter how cold his palm power is, he must not go around the bend to attack my back, not to mention that the cold places are all above the acupoints, what kind of strange evil door does the thief have?" But be careful. ”

The sleeves were brushed out, the legs were hidden between the sleeves, and he kicked out to Zhao Xu violently, but unexpectedly, his right foot kicked halfway, and suddenly the "Fu Rabbit Hole" and "Yang Jiao Point" were itchy at the same time, and he couldn't help but "Ahh

The tip of his right foot had obviously touched the hem of Zhao Xu's clothes, but the two points were itchy at the same time, and his right foot naturally hung down.

Ding Chunqiu was in a blink of an eye, but he felt that the seven acupoints of the Lack Basin, Tianshu, Tianpu, Tianquan, Tianzhu, Shendao, and Zhishu were numb and itchy at the same time, as if thousands of ants were biting at the same time.

The ice chips made of this wine were attached to Zhao Xu's Northern Soul True Qi, the cold ice entered the body, and then dissolved, but the true qi remained in his acupoint meridians, Ding Chunqiu was in a hurry, constantly touching in his arms, taking seven or eight antidotes in one go, and passing five or six internal breaths, but the itching in the acupoints only became more and more severe.

If it was someone else, he would have already rolled to the ground, Ding Chunqiu had deep internal strength, struggled to support, staggered, as if he was drunk, his face was red, white, his hands were dancing, the situation was terrifying, Zhao Xu's seven life and death talismans were transformed by spirits, and they were different from ordinary cold ice.

After a while, Ding Chunqiu finally couldn't support it, reached out and pulled his beard, pulled a clump of beautiful hair into a flutter with the wind, and then tore his clothes, revealing a snow-white skin, he was old, but his body was as strong as a teenager, his fingers were everywhere, blood was flowing on his body, he tore hard, and couldn't stop shouting: "It's itching to me, it's itching to death." ”

When the heroes and the monks saw this child-haired crane, a martial arts master who was also like a fairy, he suddenly looked like a ghost and hissed like a beast, and they couldn't help but change color in shock.

After a while, Ding Chunqiu's flesh and blood were blurred, his voice was already hoarse, and the whole person was almost no longer human, and the heroes present were unbearable, Xiao Peng saw this, so he said: "Xu'er, give him a good time!"

"Yes, Master. Zhao Xu's figure flashed, he had pulled out the sword from Mei Jian's hand, and a sword pierced Ding Chunqiu's chest, Ding Chunqiu's body stiffened, and his eyes showed a look of relief, and he took two pumps, and died of anger.

Seeing that this old monster of the stars who had been in trouble for many years was finally conferred, the surrounding heroes breathed a sigh of relief, and all the monks announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

After the matter was over, Xuan Ci was ready to take people back to the temple to hold a Zen ceremony, who knew that at this time, there was another accident, only to see a gray and a black figure from the air while fighting fiercely, while falling into the field.

The gray shadow is a gray-clothed monk with a gray cloth on his face, and the black shadow is a black-clothed monk with a black cloth on his face, and the two are very tall, but the black-clothed monk is more burly, and the gray-clothed monk is extremely thin.

Abbot Xuanci looked at it for a while, and muttered in surprise: "The two of them are my Shaolin stunts, but why have you never seen these two people in the temple?"

Xiao Peng next to him smiled slightly, and said softly beside him: "It's very simple, because these two people are not Shaolin monks! Abbot Xuanci, do you really not know them......? But it all has a lot to do with you! Your Zen position this time ...... Why what?"

Xuan Ci trembled when he heard this, and looked at the two people who were fighting in shock, and at this time, the two just slapped each other, and each took four or five steps back to stand still.

The gray-clothed monk stretched out his palm to the black-clothed monk and said, "Stop, Your Excellency, you and I have fought three times in the past few decades, each time without winning or losing, and then we have been at peace with each other, why do you not say a word in this encounter, raise your hand and fight, with a posture of never dying?"