From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 80: Cleaning up the mess, slapping Ding Chunqiu to pieces (8000)

The leader of Xiaoyao Sect?
Xu Xingxu Treading?
Hearing this self-proclaimed name, Yan Zhao couldn't help but stare at it.

“Success or failure is determined by everyone in the world.” Zhang Yiman trained these four disciples, the “Four Evildoers”, in order to compete with the “Four Famous Detectives” under Zhuge Zhengwo.

Because of this relationship, Yan Zhao was quite concerned about the Shenhou Mansion and naturally knew that there had recently emerged in the Shenhou Mansion a teacher known as "crazy", whose name was Xu Xing, and whose courtesy name was Tafa.

It seems that the light that guided everyone to break the formation was emitted by this person. In such a short time, he has passed the test and become the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect?
Jiumozhi, who already knew Xu Xing, looked even more solemn. He could feel that although only a short while had passed, this already unfathomable and powerful enemy had become even more terrifying.

Ding Chunqiu, who knew the whole story, noticed the seven-treasure ring on Xu Xing's finger, which was the token of the head of the sect. He had guessed the reason for the change in him and began to think about retreating:
Now that Wuyazi is dead and has found such a terrifying successor, if he still stays here, his life will be in danger!

The Seven Sacred Swords, who were about to surround and kill Duan Yu, also faced Xu Xing, and were on high alert, not daring to make any rash moves.

The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect originally believed in some supernatural things, so they regarded Ding Chunqiu as the "old immortal".

Seeing Xu Xing appear in such a shocking manner, these barbarians ignored the fact that they were still on the battlefield, and knelt down in unison, chanting the names of the gods, and even kowtowed repeatedly with a pious look on their faces.

Although the thirty-one beautiful and charming confidantes of Yan Zhao all admired and loved him, when they first saw Xu Xing, a man with the appearance of a fallen immortal and a divine figure, they could not help but be stunned and stared at him. The same thought arose in their hearts:
——There are such beautiful people in the world?
Just as everyone was thinking different things, Xu Xing had already walked out of the cave step by step and came to the center of the deep pool.

The deep blue lake under his feet, the scorching sun above his head and the rushing waterfall behind him, three beautiful scenes and three brilliant colors intertwined together, all became the background to set off him.

Xu Xing looked at everyone and said calmly:

"Langhuan Blessed Land is the home of our Xiaoyao Sect, and is also under the jurisdiction of Dali State. Now that you have invaded our land like this, are you bullying Dali State or are you bullying Xiaoyao Sect?!"

Although Xu Xing's voice was flat, every time he uttered a word, a towering water column would explode from the water around him. The waterfall behind him also carried the force of a raging tide, crashing into the deep pool, and the turbid waves rushed back to empty it!

He took another step forward, looked at Ding Chunqiu, and asked:

"Are you Ding Chunqiu?"

Although it was a question, the meaning of Xu Xing's words was as if he was ordering Ding Chunqiu to tell him his name.

Ding Chunqiu raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he saw Xu Xing's expression of understanding. He raised his sleeves and said calmly:

"Now that you know that I have succeeded the position of the head, you, a traitor who killed your master and betrayed your sect, why don't you commit suicide to apologize to the world? You are indeed a shameless person with a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs."

Xu Xing nodded, and like a judge checking a book of life and death, he uttered two words lightly with an attitude of announcing, declaring, or even sentencing.

"Deserves to be killed."

Before he finished speaking, he took another step forward.

The water surface beneath his feet immediately froze and sank deeply, then suddenly exploded, shattering into a vast mist like splashing pearls and broken jade. The entire Bibotan Lake was shaking and heaving, causing heavy waves.

With a loud bang, Xu Xing's body pulled up a long white air wave and rushed forward fiercely.

As soon as Xu Xing moved, Ding Chunqiu felt that the air around him became hundreds of times thicker, as if he had suddenly arrived at the deep sea from land. The air waves around him surged like a tide, and there was some kind of huge creature swimming slowly in the sea, and its every breath caused turbulent undercurrents.

That was not a huge monster, but a person named Xu Xing!
Ten feet away, and you’re there in one pounce!
Xu Xing slapped Ding Chunqiu's head.

The right hand that stretched out from the sleeve had its joints growing, its tendons stretching, its skin tightening, and its flesh expanding. The originally slender and white palm, along with the entire arm, suddenly grew several times larger.

Ding Chunqiu could clearly see that there were deep blue marks on the palm lines and muscle gaps of this huge hand, as if they were painted with thick ink.

But he could feel that it was clearly an extremely condensed and rich blood pattern!
——Human blood can actually be trained to this level? !

The airflow in Xu Xing's palm condensed into a "copper wall and iron wall" with a faint blue color. It was several inches thick and overturned and crushed towards Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu's face twitched violently in the strong wind, creating ripples and wrinkles that almost made it difficult for him to open his eyelids.

Although he had never seen this kind of physical change that did not involve internal force before, Ding Chunqiu could fully feel how terrifying the pure physical strength carried by Xu Xing's palm was.

Fortunately, Ding Chunqiu's fighting instinct is still there, and for these martial arts masters with profound internal strength in this world, the importance of the "five senses" is not that important.

Ding Chunqiu crossed his arms and lifted them up like a tripod, pushing the "Energy Transformation Method" to its extreme. His sleeves suddenly exploded, emitting clouds of extremely thick dark green smoke.

This is not only Ding Chunqiu's "Hua Gong Dafa" internal force, but also dozens of highly toxic poisons that he carries with him.

Among these dozens of poisons, although the toxicity of a single one is not as strong as that of "black blood" and "red scale", after being catalyzed by the "Energy Transformation Method" and mixed together, they can exert a toxicity that is five or six times stronger than the sum of the two strange poisons.

This is Ding Chunqiu's strongest combat state. His "Power-Transforming Method" can only exert its true power with the cooperation of other poisons.

In fact, there has always been a puzzle in the martial arts world. Everyone knows that Monster Ding’s "Energy-Transforming Technique" is extremely corrosive. So how can he use this internal force so freely without harming himself?
Ding Chunqiu's answer was very simple. Since a single poison was difficult to suppress, he simply kept more than ten kinds of strange poisons in his body, so that the poisons could reach a balance in his internal strength, so that he could barely remain unharmed.

It was precisely because of Ding Chunqiu's wild and imaginative ideas and his willingness to use himself as a test subject that he impressed the leaders of the "old-fashioned" Wen family, making the Wen family willing to contribute manpower, effort and money to support his research.

The secret to practicing the "Hua Gong Dafa" is to refine oneself into a strange poison. In his eyes, this is the "poison refining" that goes beyond "poison making"!
Although this "Xingxiu Old Immortal" was born in the Xiaoyao Sect and was named as an immortal, he did not have the slightest ethereal and ethereal aura of an immortal in his bones. Instead, he loved to poison and harm people.

Even Ding Chunqiu himself only realized his true nature after many years, after he met General Ling Luoshi, a pure villain, vicious person, and was enlightened by him.

Just like when he poisoned Wuyazi, Ding Chunqiu always thought that it was because of greed, and he was just coveting the three great sect-protecting magical skills.

However, he actually knew clearly in his heart that with Wuyazi's temperament, even if he died on the spot after taking the "Seven Insects and Seven Deaths Potion", he would never pass on the three great sect-protecting magical skills to him.

But Ding Chunqiu still did it, and he was so desperate, for only one fundamental reason:
He just wanted to let Wuyazi know what effects the "Seven Insects and Seven Deaths Medicine" he had carefully developed had and how toxic it was.

He just wanted to see Wuyazi's expression as he was tortured by the poison and in excruciating pain. Even if he didn't gain anything substantial, just seeing Wuyazi like this would make Ding Chunqiu feel extremely satisfied.

So he did it, so decisively and without leaving any room for retreat.

Since he understood his own nature, Ding Chunqiu's progress in studying the "Energy Transformation Method" has been rapid. Even the leaders of the four old branches of the Wen family called him "the purest member of the Wen family hidden in the Xiaoyao Sect."

However, after mastering this skill, every time Ding Chunqiu used his internal energy to attack, he would destroy this already fragile balance.

That's why he carries these poisons with him, so that he can adjust the poison ratio in his internal force at any time so as not to harm himself.

But under the terrifying pressure brought by Xu Xing, he no longer had the energy to think about how to maintain his balance.

The only thing Ding Chunqiu could do was to release the toxicity of these poisons, regardless of the consequences or cost.

Because Ding Chunqiu knew that only if he survived this attack could he have a future and think about the "consequences" and "costs"!
Before their bodies touched, the dark blue iron wall of air in front of Xu Xing's palm suddenly turned dark green and emitted a rotten smell.

Ding Chunqiu's "Power-Transforming Technique" can easily corrode even iron and stone, so a mere airflow cannot stop it.

After the air wall collapsed, the poisonous water, poisonous gas, and internal force carrying the poison rushed to every corner of Xu Xing's body like a tide.

Jiumozhi and Yan Zhao, who were closest to the place, were also covered by this poisonous tide, and were even completely submerged.

Even though the two of them were the world's top masters, qualified to dominate a region and be the leader of a faction, they were still deeply afraid of Ding Chunqiu's poisonous water and Qi-transforming technique.

After all, in the battle just now, even if his internal strength was as strong as Iron Hand, he was still corroded by the poisonous power of this technique. This shows how powerful the poisonous power of this old poisoner Ding Chunqiu is.

Therefore, Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi had no intention of staying and immediately jumped away, ready to make plans after Xu Xing and Ding Chunqiu decided the winner.

At the same time, once entering this life-and-death battlefield, their thoughts were able to break free from the shock of just seeing Xu Xing, and became rational and objective.

Judging from the two men's experience, even if Xu Xing had a great opportunity in the cave, he would still have to work hard to deal with Ding Chunqiu's poison.

This period of time is a good opportunity for me to see clearly how strong this person has become after his transformation.

Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi avoided it, but Xu Xing did not avoid it at all.

His eyebrows were raised, and his eyes revealed a strange color from the bottom of his heart, as if he was saying:

"You still dare to take the initiative?"

From Xu Xing's chest, abdomen, head, face, and even all the muscles and bones in his body, dense and grand sounds like the beating of heavenly drums burst out.

His entire body became blurred, and the faint blue light emanating from his body was undulating and continuous, like a sparkling water surface.

This is because all the skin, flesh, tendons and bones all over his body, as well as the periosteum, fascia, internal organs, and every hair and every sweat hair, vibrated thousands of times in an instant!
The tangible poisonous water, which was specially made to corrode the protective qi of the body, was completely bounced away as soon as it touched Xu Xing's clothes.

Ding Chunqiu's two arms were smashed into a bloody mist by Xu Xing's right palm in the head-on collision.

In addition to the poisonous water, Ding Chunqiu also had some poisons scattered in the air.

In this world, the strong people who cultivate inner strength, even those who have reached the level of Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi, still need to exchange air with the outside world.

Even though internal force can act as a filter, the toxicity of this poison is too strong and cannot be completely filtered out, and some amount of it will enter the human body.

But Xu Xing is different. With his physique, it is more than enough for him to hold his breath for several hours. No matter what kind of poisonous gas it is, it is difficult for it to enter his body.

What's more, with his current boxing skills and physique, he could have controlled his bone marrow blood transfusion independently. Even if these poisonous gases got in, it would be difficult for them to have any effect.

After all, even the "Seven Insects and Seven Deaths Medicine" that Ding Chunqiu used to deal with Wuyazi, after entering Xu Xing's body, required him to actively release his defenses before it could take root and exert its toxic power to corrode the bone marrow.

Therefore, at least in this world, Xu Xing is, in every sense, the most standard example of being "immune to all poisons".

Ding Chunqiu was hit hard by the palm strike. Even though he had used the powerful internal force of the "Energy Transformation Method" to relieve the force and transform it, Xu Xing still slammed half of his body into the ground.

There was another loud bang, and from all the 84,000 pores on his body, blood arrows spurted out with a fishy smell, like a bulging blood bag that burst all of a sudden.

After the blood splattered, Ding Chunqiu's bones were broken into pieces. The white bone fragments pierced through the skin and burst out again, piercing his entire body into a rotten flesh and skin bag full of holes.

Even though they had already determined that Ding Chunqiu would be defeated, Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi still did not expect that this "Starry Old Immortal" would be defeated so quickly.

They had never imagined that the methods of the new Xiaoyao Sect leader would be so cruel that one strike would leave no trace of the person's body.

Yan Zhao thought of Xu Xing's previous reputation in the capital, and had a better understanding of his nickname "Mad Demon". As expected, there is only a wrong name, but no wrong nickname.

Although this young man named "Crazy" is not yet crazy, his devilish nature of cutting people into pieces at any time is difficult to hide.

Jiumozhi felt this even more deeply.

He had already suspected whether Xu Xing was a demon in Buddhist robes who was blocking the way. Now that he had seen him, he had no doubts anymore.

After all, even those black cult masters in Tibet who like to use human skin, bones and blood to refine magical instruments have to do some superficial work. Who would make a move so bloody and brutal?
The two of them were just shocked, but the three masters of "tea, rice, and wine" of the Wen family had already taken action.

In fact, the three men had already taken action when Xu Xing said the word "deserve to die" to Ding Chunqiu.

After all, they originally wanted to learn the "Transformation Technique" from Ding Chunqiu, which was why they joined the Xingxiu Sect and became worshippers.

Now that Xu Xing has set his sights on this "living secret book", the three of them will naturally lend a hand.

The speed of warming tea is the fastest. With a wave of the right hand, a cloud of emerald green smoke is emitted, with a refreshing fragrance.

Wen Mi took a deep breath and swallowed the smoke into his lungs. His fat body, as white as mutton-fat jade, undulated like waves, and colorful luster was faintly visible in the gaps between the layers of flesh.

Wen Jiu came behind Wen Mi and slapped him on the back, pouring all his life's strength into it, causing the poison to produce a chain reaction in his body, causing various changes.

The colorful colors that represented the nature of the poison all turned a rich blood-red.

Wen Mi's eyes narrowed into a straight line, his face was extremely ferocious, his chest and abdomen bulged high, just like he had swallowed a big iron ball. After a while, he exuded a foul smell all over his body, and his head and face were all red like fire, as if he had become a blood man.

When the blood color condensed to its thickest and was about to seep out of the thick fat layer and drip down, Wen Mi finally opened his mouth, and a thin long line of red blood light spurted out from his throat and pointed directly at Xu Xing's head and face.

This red light is exactly the strange poison that the three of them have been studying all their lives, called "A Branch of Red Rust".

This poison originated from the Blood River Sect's "Blood Transforming and Marrow Absorbing Technique" back then. This miraculous skill is also one of the sources of the "Power Transforming Technique".

However, although the three of them did not have as profound internal skills as Ding Chunqiu, they could only let Wen Mi use his physical body to nourish the poisonous power.

Once the three of them combine their strength and unleash it, although Wen Mi will be seriously injured, the power is still not inferior to Ding Chunqiu's full-strength attack, and may even be better!
"Still playing with drugs?"

With Xu Xing's perception, he could naturally feel the strong smell of blood coming from behind him, as well as the intense toxicity in the red light.

As soon as he took off Ding Chunqiu's head, he turned his cervical vertebrae 180 degrees, facing the three people with a weird posture beyond ordinary people's cognition, revealing an extremely terrifying smile.

Xu Xing also opened his mouth. He did not inhale at all. Instead, he directly stimulated his extremely strong and robust internal organs and exhaled violently.

Suddenly, a deafening roar like thunder exploded on the ground, and the violent storm blew away the poisonous smoke, fog and water in the surrounding area, condensing them into a mighty torrent that swept towards the "red rust".

Almost everyone, after seeing Xu Xing's performance, couldn't help but think of eight words in their minds:
Exhale and it becomes wind; exhale and it becomes thunder!
With a bang, the three members of the Wen family felt that the chaotic airflow seemed to condense into a mountain that rose from the ground and rushed towards them.

Wenmi moved his huge body and stood in the front without hesitation.

This fat man is like a hill made of fat. His skin is extremely tough, like old cowhide. Underneath is fat that is several inches thick. It is firm, soft and extremely elastic, as if he is wearing three or four layers of soft armor. Every move he makes is enough to make the ground shake and vibrate.

The ferocious palm powers in the martial arts world that can easily kill people, when they fall on this person, at most make his fat flesh tremble, and it is difficult to cause any substantial injuries.

But in front of the wind and thunder blown by Xu Xing, this "soft protective armor" that was enough to render 90% of the warriors in the world helpless was like paper.

Under the violent gas explosion, Wen Mi's round belly was directly blown into pieces in the air. Before his liver, intestines and lungs could flow out, they were completely corroded by the poison stored in his fat layer and turned into a pool of smelly thick water.

Even though Wen Mi was standing in front, Wen Cha and Wen Jiu were forced to take several steps back by the surging air waves.

When they raised their heads and looked forward again, Wen Mi had already fallen to the ground. His mountain-like body had mostly dissolved in the poisonous water, and he died without even a groan.

The two were horrified, their eyes changing wildly, but before they could do anything, a faint blue light flashed before their eyes.

In the light, Xu Xing held Ding Chunqiu's head in his left hand, stepped on the pus and blood formed from Wen Mi's corpse, and walked towards the two people with a monstrous ferocity.

He was simply like a peerless demon who had just crushed the eighteen levels of hell and fought his way back to the human world. He was extremely ferocious, and his violent murderous aura was condensed as if it were a substance, rushing straight towards the spirits who were warming their tea and wine.

Xu Xing has always been extremely disdainful of people who use poison to kill people.

Because in his view, practicing martial arts is a way to strengthen oneself, and the purpose of all fighting and training methods, in essence, is to strengthen oneself, not to kill people.

Of course, if you use poison to protect yourself, or to practice and improve your martial arts, that is another matter.

Xu Xing waved his right hand again, and the two great masters of the Wen family felt a black screen in front of their eyes. Their cervical vertebrae were crushed to pieces, and they fell to the ground, dying instantly.

After killing these four people, Xu Xing first gently placed Ding Chunqiu's head on the ground, then looked at Yan Zhao who was on high alert and ready to face a formidable enemy, and said calmly:
"Are you 'Big Coffin Splitting' Yan Zhao?
I often hear Brother Qiao mention you. He said that you are a very heroic person. Although you are listed among the "Four Great Evils", you are only fierce but not evil.

Different from pure villains like 'Little Snow Fairy' Tang Chou.

Well, you didn’t use your full strength when facing Tie Lao Er just now, which is enough to prove what Brother Qiao said. For his sake, I can give you a chance..."

At this time, Su Xinghe, Duan Yu, and Tie Shou had all come to Xu Xing's side. Although they did not speak, they also released their own auras and competed with Yan Zhao and others.

Even though there was only one more person, Xu Xing, but their current momentum and confidence had completely overwhelmed the opponent, completely turning around the precarious situation of being surrounded by enemies.

The offensive and defensive momentum is different!

Xu Xing pondered and raised a finger towards Yan Zhao.

"How about this, one move. If you can take my move, I'll let you go."

In fact, after Qiao Feng left the Mansion of the Godly Marquis that day, he came to have a drink with Xu Xing again. At the table, he mentioned the "Da Pi Guan" who was listed as one of the "Four Evil Culprits".

Xu Xing thus knew that there was a friendship between Yan Zhao and Qiao Feng, and that this "Big Coffin Splitter" also secretly helped the Beggars' Sect do many great things that were difficult to make public, such as killing imperial officials.

Therefore, when he met Yan Zhao today, Xu Xing gave him this opportunity.

Hearing such arrogant words, Yan Zhao just concentrated his attention in response. After seeing how Xu Xing beat Ding Chunqiu to death with one palm, he knew very well that this person was indeed qualified and capable of saying such words.

However, this solemn expression only appeared for a moment on Yan Zhao's face before fading away. He grinned and laughed loudly:
"Since I have the opportunity to fight a master like you, how can I be willing to just use one move?!"

Xu Xing raised his eyebrows and asked indifferently:
"You mean, you want me to go all out?"

Yan Zhao's eyes lit up even brighter, he nodded heavily and said loudly:
"Please give me some advice, Master Xu!"

The two men looked at each other. Although they had not actually started fighting yet, their fighting spirit was already stirring in the wind, colliding and clashing.

It was not until this time that Yan Zhao truly showed all his strength without any reservation.

A desolate, ancient, generous and tragic spirit rose from him, like the setting sun on a long river. Under the spiritual pressure of Xu Xing, which was as vast as the boundless ocean, although it was shaky, it remained tenacious.

The momentum of the two powerful men gradually merged into one in the collision and excitement, forming a perfect and balanced circle.

Any expert in the field can feel it. If any external object wants to break this aura, it will first bear the mental pressure of the two people.

But at this moment, there is still a will that is as unstoppable as a diamond and as all-pervading as the sun, which, regardless of danger, forces its way into this "circle".

他 说:

"Master Xu, fight with me first."

The one who interrupted the two was Jiumozhi.

At some point, this Great Wheel King had arrived between Xu Xing and Yan Zhao.

He held his head high and chest out, his expression determined, his tattered red cassock fluttering in the wind, and he had a sense of grandeur. He looked at Xu Xing with a stern gaze, not caring about anyone else at all.

But even Ding Chunqiu was killed with a palm strike. Yan Zhao, who was stronger than him, thought it was a blessing to learn a few moves from Xu Xing. However, the Tibetan national teacher still wanted to fight this man alone.

Is this fearless courage or ignorant arrogance?
Or, is it just because of the promise?

"Fight with me first, Master Xu."

Jiumozhi looked Xu Xing up and down. His face, which was always solemn and majestic, actually showed a happy smile that he had never seen before. He repeated again:

"Our bet has not yet come to an end."

Jiumozhi slowly turned his head and looked at Yan Zhao again, saying seriously:

"How about giving this one to me first?"

Yan Zhao raised his thick eyebrows, with an expression of surprise that was difficult to conceal. He crossed his arms and said in a deep voice:

"Big monk, do you have a grudge against him?"

Jiumozhi shook his head, put his hands together, and smiled:

“There is no grudge or hatred, but there is cause and effect. I have been practicing for decades, but my mood is still difficult to calm down.

I am able to meet Master Xu today. It is a great opportunity. I hope you will give me this chance."

Although Jiumozhi's voice was low, every word he spoke was as powerful as the clanging of metal. As his voice sounded, everyone could even feel the invisible sparks radiating in the air.

It was obvious that this Great Wheel King had already broken through certain barriers and mental obstacles in the previous battle, and gained new insights, and he seemed to have the momentum to compete with Yan and Zhao.

Yan Zhao glanced at him again and sighed:
"It seems that you are also a persistent person, great monk. Although you and I have only met by chance, your courage is really admirable.

Be careful, don't let him kill you. If there were no one like you in the world, it would become a little less interesting."

Jiumozhi laughed loudly, his expression was completely different from his previous gloomy look, he said frankly:
"I will try my best to hold out for three moves."

Seeing that the two had reached a consensus, Xu Xing also showed a sincere smile on his face, just like Jiumozhi, and he laughed and said:
"You, a great monk, really surprise me, but..."

At this point, Xu Xing raised his head, and spoke every word with a mighty voice, as if it resonated with heaven and earth, echoing loudly:

"Who allowed you to be so arrogant?"

He looked at Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi with a look that looked down on the world and all living beings. He spoke slowly with extreme confidence, as if every word and sentence was the truth of the world:

“I made an agreement with Yan Zhao to fight him, and my original intention was to let him go, but since you are sincerely seeking advice, then give up all your dignity and pride and join forces to challenge me.

The meaning of fighting is never to lose. If you don't have even the slightest confidence of victory, what's the point of asking for advice?
If you take the initiative to challenge me, but I beat you to death with just a few punches and two kicks, it will not only bring shame to me, but also to yourselves!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi's faces became solemn.

Xu Xing looked at the Seven Deadly Swords again and was about to speak when Duan Yu took a step forward.

The Dali prince and the heir of the Six Meridians Divine Sword had his back to Xu Xing. He did not look back, but stared at Luo Shuishui, the leader of the Seven Absolute Divine Swords, codenamed "Sword", and the six fellow apprentices behind him with his sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Xu, the battle just now has not yet been decided."

Duan Yu's meaning is very simple:
He will continue to fight one against seven!

Xu Xing was a little surprised. He glanced at Duan Yu's resolute back, but didn't say much. He just smiled and said:
"Xiao Duan, we are both divine swords, so you won't lose, right?"

Duan Yu smiled confidently, his eyes lit up.

"Of course!"

He directly jumped up, swung both hands, and once again displayed the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" to the highest level of "Six Swords Gathered Together", killing Luo who was sleeping!

Neither Xu Xing nor Tie Shou had ever seen such a decisive Duan Yu, but both of them could feel the smile emanating from each other.

It is obvious that the Prince of Dali has undergone a complete transformation through this experience, and this transformation undoubtedly makes his two friends who care about him happy.

Seeing that Duan Yu had already taken the initiative to ask for a fight, Xu Xing was too lazy to say more to Jiumozhi and Yan Zhao, and directly said:
"This is your last chance. Do you want to learn from me sincerely, or do you want to take my advice and leave on your own?!"

Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi looked at each other and said in unison:
"Master, please give me some advice!"

After saying this, the two masters attacked at the same time without waiting for Xu Xing to reply.

Although this behavior was not in line with the code of conduct, it made Xu Xing nod slightly.

Obviously, they listened to Xu Xing's words and no longer cared about their so-called status in the underworld. Instead, they used all means and unscrupulous means to take action.

Just to gain even the slightest chance of winning against Xu Xing, a seemingly invincible strong man!

(End of this chapter)