Devour: Can you also draw entries from clone projection worlds?

Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu exchanged a glance, then lunged at Qiao Feng simultaneously, one using poison and the other a sword.

Ding Chunqiu's palm strikes carried deadly poison, while Murong Fu's swordplay concealed deadly moves. The two worked in perfect harmony, flanking Qiao Feng from the left and right.

Qiao Feng took a deep breath and thrust out with both palms.

"The dragon that soars too high will regret it!"

"The dragon soars in the sky!"

Two moves of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were unleashed simultaneously, one to the left and one to the right, both incredibly powerful.

Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu were both forced back by the palm strike. Ding Chunqiu's sleeve was torn by the palm strike, revealing his withered arm.

Murong Fu's sword hummed from the force of the palm strike, and his hand went numb.

But Qiao Feng wasn't faring any better. Fighting two opponents simultaneously, he had to contend with both poison and swordsmanship, greatly depleting his internal energy. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid.

Xu Zhu saw through Qiao Feng's predicament, shouted loudly, and struck Ding Chunqiu with both palms.

Ding Chunqiu quickly turned around to defend himself. Their palms collided, and Ding Chunqiu's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the mountain wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Old Immortal!" the disciples of the Starry Sky Sect exclaimed, but none of them dared to step forward.

Xu Zhu used all his strength in this palm strike, unleashing all of his seventy years of Beiming internal energy. Ding Chunqiu's internal energy was simply not on the same level as yours.

Ding Chunqiu slid down the mountainside and collapsed to the ground, his face pale and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Murong Fu was horrified when he saw Ding Chunqiu being knocked down, and turned to run away.

"Where do you think you're going!" Qiao Feng shouted, slapping Murong Fu on the back.

Murong Fu had no time to dodge and could only turn around to take the hit head-on.

As their palms collided, Murong Fu's body jolted violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward several feet before crashing heavily to the ground.

Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e rushed over and helped Murong Fu up.

"Young Master! Young Master!"

Murong Fu struggled to his feet, his face as pale as paper, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. He looked at Qiao Feng, his eyes filled with hatred and resentment, but even more so with fear.

"Let's go!" he whispered.

Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e helped him up, and they ran down the mountain without looking back.

When You Tanzhi saw Murong Fu run away and Ding Chunqiu being beaten down, he was in great turmoil.

Duan Yu seized the opportunity and pointed a finger at his shoulder, the sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword piercing through his scapula.

You Tanzhi screamed and turned to run, even faster than when he came, disappearing into the woods in the blink of an eye.

Ding Chunqiu also wanted to run away, but Xu Zhu was already standing in front of him.

"What...what do you want?" Ding Chunqiu's voice trembled.

Xu Zhu clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha, benefactor, you have committed many evils and should be punished today."

Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth and slammed his palm into Xu Zhu's chest.

Xu Zhu neither dodged nor avoided the blow, letting the palm strike him.

When Ding Chunqiu's palm strike hit Xu Zhu, it was like hitting an iron plate; the force of the impact cracked the bones in Xu Zhu's hand.

"You..." Ding Chunqiu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Xu Zhu reached out and gently placed his hand on Ding Chunqiu's shoulder. He activated the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and Ding Chunqiu's internal energy surged into Xu Zhu's body like a flood bursting its banks.

Ding Chunqiu's face grew paler and paler, his body grew weaker and weaker, and finally he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

Xu Zhu withdrew his hand, looked at his palm, and remained silent for a while.

"I have neutralized your internal energy," Xu Zhu said. "From now on, you can no longer harm anyone."

The entire hall fell silent, then erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

"Long live Steve Jobs!"

"Well done, Master Xuzhu!"

"Young Master Duan is invincible!"

Standing in the tree, watching this scene, you frowned even more: "While it's certainly entertaining to watch,... it seems there isn't a scene in the original story where the three brothers team up to fight the three villains, is there? Could it be the influence of my butterfly?"

"That's enough." You're probably thinking like a sports student right now, and you really don't want to think about these things. All you want is for your mind to be clear.

After the battle ended, the crowd gradually dispersed, and you jumped down from the tree, landing on the mountain path.

But... just as your foot touched the ground, someone called out to you from behind.

"Brother Wei!" Duan Yu ran over breathlessly, his face beaming with excitement. "Brother Wei, it really is you?! I didn't expect you to come too! Did you see that just now? How was my Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

You smiled slightly awkwardly: "Yeah, it's really impressive."

Duan Yu patted his chest proudly: "Of course! Let me tell you, I've practiced for a long time, and finally it's not as unreliable as before. Although it still fails sometimes, I can execute the moves most of the time."

"Then you're already very impressive," you said.

Duan Yu chuckled twice, then suddenly lowered his voice: "Brother Wei, how is Miss Mu...?"

"Uh, very good." You nodded emphatically, thinking of her gentle, water-like beauty and fiery passion.

"That's good, that's good." Duan Yu touched his nose, a little embarrassed. "You said last time that she was at Taihu Lake. I've always wanted to go see her, but I haven't had the time. Please give her my regards."

"Yes, I will." You nodded, thinking to yourself that you two used to greet each other every day, you couldn't be closer than that, otherwise how could you have no time for anything else? Daughter's fragrance, gentle tomb.

Before Duan Yu could say anything more, Qiao Feng had already walked up from behind.

"Second brother, who is this?" Qiao Feng looked at you, his gaze lingering on you for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Unlike Duan Yu, who was so innocent, he could sense the inner strength within you as soon as they met, which was profound, pure, and unfathomable.

"Brother, this is my friend, Brother Wei," Duan Yu introduced. "Brother Wei, this is my elder brother, Qiao Feng."

You clasp your hands in a respectful greeting: "Chief Qiao, I've heard so much about you."

Qiao Feng returned the greeting with clasped hands: "Brother Wei, you are too kind. I deeply admire your profound inner strength."

You smiled and said, "You flatter me, Chief Qiao. Compared to you, I'm probably still quite a bit lacking."

Qiao Feng shook his head, saying nothing more. He was a man of few words, but his judgment of character was keen. He saw your extraordinary nature, and he also sensed your reluctance to elaborate. Some people, there's no need to ask.

"Brother Wei, would you like to go for a drink?" Duan Yu invited warmly. "It's on me!"

You thought for a moment, then shook your head: "No, I have something to do. Maybe next time."

Duan Yu was somewhat disappointed, but still nodded: "Alright then, you must come next time!"

You turn around and walk down the mountain path. After a few steps, you suddenly stop and look back.

Qiao Feng and Duan Yu stood on the mountaintop, the afterglow of the setting sun casting long shadows on them.

Xu Zhu happened to walk over from behind, and the three of them stood together like three tall pine trees.

You looked at them for a few seconds, then turned and continued walking: "Hopefully, these three brothers won't change."