As the day of the martial arts conference approaches, Wuyazi's injuries are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"Wuyazi, Qiao Feng's martial arts conference, do you want to go and see it?" Song Ming said to Wuyazi, who no longer needs to be in a wheelchair or hold a crutch.

Wu Yazi, who has recovered his ability to move, actually has the effect of rejuvenating his old age. He looks like he is about forty years old. He is wearing a white robe and is elegant. He is really a handsome man. No wonder Tonglao and Li Qiushui became dying enemies to fight for him.

"Haha, this "Bei Qiaofeng" is well-known. You haven't come before, so I asked Xinghe to write a letter to him and invite him to attend the chess meeting so that he can accept him as his disciple." Wuyazi smiled and said, "I believe that most martial arts people will come to this martial arts conference. I want to meet the current heroes in the martial arts world!"

Song Ming was funny in his heart. Qiao Feng's martial arts reached the highest level, and he had the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" that suited him the most. How could he be the master of Wuyazi?

The martial arts of the Xiaoyao School are indeed powerful, but martial arts must be consistent with people in order to exert their due power.

Qiao Feng, a great man from Yanzhao, is not suitable for practicing the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts at all. For example, if Qiao Feng uses Lingbo Weibu, he may have become extremely twisted.

Wuyazi and Song Ming and his group left the valley, and the eight friends of Hangu became coolies, carrying the sedan chair, which also prevented Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan from suffering from the mountain road.

After walking about fifty miles, I suddenly heard drums and music, and then I saw a group of people appearing in their sight.

There were about a hundred people in this group. The people in front were beating drums and drums. Four people were carrying a bamboo pole in the middle. There was a chair on the bamboo pole. On the chair was an old man. The old man had white hair, but his face was rosy, elegant and had a good skin. It was not difficult to see that he must have been a handsome man when he was young.

These people saw someone on the road and shouted: "The Old Immortal Xingsu, has boundless magic power! It is invincible to attack and is invincible to fight!"

"The old immortal of Xingsu, has endless magic powers! He has great magic powers and is a magic power in the Central Plains!"

"The old immortal of Xingsu, his magic power is boundless! Immortal blessings will last forever, and I will live with the heavens!"

Seeing this, Song Ming secretly felt funny. Ding Chunqiu was too sexy and he really didn't want to be a bitch.

Wuyazi's face was already gloomy at this time. He had suffered unspeakable pain over the years. What he wanted most was to kill Ding Chunqiu, the evil disciple, and clean up the door.

I didn't expect to meet Ding Chunqiu here.

"Old thief Ding, why don't you surrender quickly and obey your master's advice!" Su Xinghe shouted angrily when he saw this scene!

When Ding Chunqiu heard this familiar voice, he opened his eyes and saw Su Xinghe and Wuyazi. A hint of surprise and fear flashed in his eyes, but then he became cruel.

Ding Chunqiu said coldly: "You Su Xinghe, you pretended to be deaf and dumb, deceived me, and let the old thief survive until now, and healed him so that he could walk!"

"If you are low-key, you can still live! I will meet you today, it's yours!" A killing intention flashed in Ding Chunqiu's eyes.

He came because he heard that Hangu’s Eight Friends were heading to Leigu Mountain and felt something strange in his heart, so he wanted to come and take a look.

Unexpectedly, he actually encountered it!

"Ding Chunqiu, you are a foul disciple. I treat you very well and teach you martial arts, but you assassinate me and knock me off the cliff, causing me to lose half of my life. Today I meet you, you will escape from practicing and practicing!" Wuyazi glared at Ding Chunqiu and said coldly.

Ding Chunqiu sneered: "Old thief, you dare to say that you treat me well!? I want to learn the Beiming Divine Art, but you are hesitant and unwilling to teach me!"

"I don't want a master like you!" Ding Chunqiu said coldly: "It's just my carelessness that I knocked you down from the cliff and didn't go to the bottom of the cliff to find your body, otherwise you wouldn't have a chance to survive!"

"And you, Su Xinghe, are all blamed for being ruthless. You should have killed all your masters and disciples and eliminated them!" Ding Chunqiu sneered: "But today is not too late. Even if this old thief is cured, he can have the success of his past!"

Song Ming secretly sighed in his heart that Ding Chunqiu is really a ruthless person. He has never seen such a cruel and ruthless person.

Wuyazi said coldly: "I realized that you were not good at the time, so I didn't pass on your Beiming Divine Art!"

"Hehe, you old thief really deserve to die! If you don't teach me the Beiming Divine Art, I will create my own magic method. Today I will let you see the power of my magic method!" Ding Chunqiu sneered.

Ding Chunqiu condensed the poisonous gas on his palm and hit Wuyazi. He saw black mist spreading and covering them.

Song Ming's eyes turned cold. Ding Chunqiu was looking for death. With a wave of his sleeves, the air waves rolled, protecting Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan, making the smoke unable to move forward.

Wuyazi had a strong internal strength, and his internal strength swept away the poisonous gas.

"You evil disciple, I'll show you how powerful I am today!" Wu Yazi shouted, and saw him picking up a pot of wine from the side, turning dozens of drops of wine into ice, and shooting out quickly.

Ding Chunqiu, whose body originally pounced on Wuyazi, stopped suddenly, and his hands kept waving to smash the ice.

Unfortunately, dozens of ice were too numerous, and Ding Chunqiu fell 70% to 80%, but he was still hit a lot. The "basin hole" on his shoulders was slightly cold, and it felt like he was hit by a snowflake. He followed the "Tianshu hole" on his lower abdomen, the "Futu hole" on his thighs, the "Shendao hole" on his vest, and the "Tianquan hole" on his upper arm.

"Old thief, I thought your move was powerful, it was actually tickling. You old thief, let's see how I deal with you well!" Ding Chunqiu said disdainfully.

But just as Ding Chunqiu was about to move, he felt that the place where he was hit was very itchy, and he couldn't help but scream "ah".

The Xingsu Sect's people didn't know the inside story, thinking that Ding Chunqiu was going to show his power, and they all praised loudly: "The old immortal Xingsu is powerful, and his sleeves are slightly swayed, and the girl fell to the ground!" "He kicked his feet and broke the sky and the earth, and shook his hands and the sun and the moon were gone!" "The old immortal Xingsu swung his sleeves and spoke the truth, asking you to die without a place to die!"

As the Xingsu Gate sang, Ding Chunqiu fell to the ground, exchanged "Ouch" on the ground, and his hands kept holding.

Seeing this, Song Ming didn't know where he was. The ice that Wuyazi had just shot out was the "life and death talisman" that made the world scared. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this "life and death talisman" was simply extremely powerful, and even Ding Chunqiu, the best in the world, was hit and could not resist it.

Ding Chunqiu was in a hurry and kept touching his arms. He swallowed seven or eight kinds of antidotes in one breath and cleared his internal breath five or six times. The numbness and itch in the acupoints did not relieve it, but it became even worse.

Other Xingsumen came forward to serve Ding Chunqiu, but Ding Chunqiu had no energy to restrain himself, and his whole body was filled with poisonous gas, which was extremely poisonous. These Xingsumen were each attacked and fell to the ground, with a blue face and died.

"Old thief, you plot against me!" Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth and kept awake with his deep skills: "You want to mess with me, dream!"

Ding Chunqiu knew very well that he would be extremely miserable when he fell into Wuyazi's hands. He tried his best to hit his face with one palm, but he committed suicide.

Looking at Ding Chunqiu's body, Song Ming secretly sighed that Ding Chunqiu didn't know how much hatred he had for Wuyazi, but he didn't want to surrender to Wuyazi even if he died!

Wuyazi looked frosty. He originally planned to plant the life and death talisman for Ding Chunqiu and torture Ding Chunqiu so that Ding Chunqiu could not survive but could not die. Unexpectedly, Ding Chunqiu was so cruel that he had to end his life.

This made Wuyazi feel a breath.

When Su Xinghe and Hangu’s Eight Friends saw Ding Chunqiu dead, they all showed excitement, as if the heart that was pressing on their hearts was removed.

The group continued to go to Shaolin Temple and saw many people from the martial arts world along the way. It was obvious that this martial arts conference attracted most martial arts people.
Chapter completed!