"Ding...Ding Chunqiu!"

Xue Muhua was scared to death after seeing the flags of the team in front of him and hearing their singing. After falling off the horse's back, he gritted his teeth and looked at the white-bearded old man sitting on the rattan chair in front of him. "Old thief Ding, you..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered Yang Yi beside him and quickly turned around and said, "Young Master Yang, this is from the Xingsu Sect... Where is the people?"

I saw the yellow horse standing by one side, but Yang Yi disappeared from the horse.

While Xue Muhua was wondering, he suddenly heard a few screams from the front team. When he turned around quickly, he saw a figure flashing rapidly from the front team, knocking down several intercepted disciples. In a moment, he had arrived in front of him. When this figure stood in front of the horse, he realized that it was Yang Yi.

An old man was pinched by him and carried him in the air, kicking his feet, lowering his arms, and making a sound in his mouth. Looking closely, it was Ding Chunqiu who was sitting on a rattan chair just now.

"This... Young Master Yang, are you just capturing him like this?"

The old monster of Xingsu Ding Chunqiu has been a disaster for decades. He is really notorious and distorted. He has a vicious and powerful force in the present, and he also transforms the evil and evil magic of the great martial arts. Everyone in the martial arts world is scared. Therefore, although he knows that he has lived near Xingsu Sea for a long time, no one dares to come and kill.

Xue Muhua's master Wuyazi was attacked by Ding Chunqiu, and his master Su Xinghe was forced by Ding Chunqiu for decades to speak. Even with such a deep hatred, Xue Muhua and his brothers did not dare to take revenge easily. They had long been scared by Ding Chunqiu.

In fact, it is not just their "Eight Friends of Hangu". Even the entire Central Plains martial arts figures, how many people are not afraid of the great Dharma of transformation? Just as the disciples of the Xingsu Sect sing "The Old Man of Xingsu is powerful, trembling the world". Ding Chunqiu is notorious and indeed "mastering the world". When martial arts people talk about him, few people are not afraid of him.

But Ding Chunqiu, who was so amazing, was carried in mid-air by Yang Yi like a plague chicken, without any resistance.

Seeing this, Xue Muhua was surprised and happy, and unbelievable, "Is Ding Chunqiu so easy to be caught?"

He opened his mouth wide and was startled for a long time before he came to his senses. Suddenly he remembered something and said in surprise: "Be careful, Young Master Yang, Ding Chunqiu is full of poison. Don't be obsessed with his words!"

At this time, Yang Yi had already grabbed Ding Chunqiu's feet, causing him to sway his feet. After shaking his feet, he could only hear a "ding ding dangdang" sound, and many small things fell from him, small bottles, small jars, small knives, small fans, piercing nails, paradise, Nether Needle, etc., and so on.

"Wow! There are so many fragments on this old man!"

Yang Yi heard Xue Muhua's reminder and smiled, "This person is really great. When I caught him close, he used thirteen poisons on me in a row. The method of poisoning was extremely fast and the technique was extremely clever. The ability to use poison was really good." Speaking of this, he threw Ding Chunqiu to the ground, stretched out his palm, and said, "I just pressed the poison he had applied to me into pills, and it turned into these thirteen small pills. I wonder if Doctor Xue knew it?"

Xue Muhua looked at Yang Yi's palm when he heard this, and saw a few small pills held in his palm. These pills were big and small in size, yellow and green in color. After counting, they were exactly thirteen pills.

Xue Muhua didn't know what it was to "catch and press it into pills", so he was not surprised. He looked at the pills in Yang Yi's palm and shook his head and said, "Old Tsei Ding is extremely powerful, and I don't recognize these pills very much."

But Xue Muhua didn't know what Yang Yi meant to grab the pill, but Ding Chunqiu, who was lying on the ground at this time, knew what was going on. The shock in his heart was really hard to describe.

Just now, he was sitting on the rattan chair and was feeling relaxed. Suddenly, he saw that it was dark in front of him and a man fell from the sky. Although he didn't know what was going on, he understood that this person must be unfavorable to him. In shock, he waved his hands and threw the poison, poison needle, poison smoke, poison mist, poison powder, and poisonous insects on his body all over the person. At the same time, he raised his breath and lightened his body, trying to jump off the rattan chair and avoided for the time being, but the person who came laughed and grabbed his hands quickly. The poisonous mist, poison smoke, poison powder and other poisonous substances emitted by Ding Chunqiu were immediately wrapped in force, and the force suddenly squeezed inward. In an instant, all of these poisonous substances were condensed into pills in the air, and even the poisonous fog was condensed into a pill of poisonous water.

All these things happened in an instant. When Ding Chunqiu saw this, he was so scared that his heart and courage had broken. Before his body was turned up, he felt a pain in his neck and his body was weak. Then the scenery in front of him changed instantly, and the wind blew in his ears. When he came to his senses, he was already on his head and feet.

Ding Chunqiu had never seen such a terrifying person in his life, even his master Wuyazi, who was far inferior to the young man in brocade in front of him.

At this moment, seeing that Yang Yi was not concerned about his poisonous skills and had such a shocking magical skill, he suddenly thought: "It is said that my old thief master has several fellow disciples. Could this be the old thief's brother?"

I thought again, "I heard from the old dog Su Xinghe that the Xiaoyao Sect has the six-yang palm of the Tianshan Mountains, the small Wuxianggong, the Beiming Divine Art, the eight wilderness and the six-heritage skills, and the Tianshan Plum Hand, all of which are very magical. Each kind of kung fu has earth-shaking power. Could it be that this person used these kung fu when he caught me just now?"

When Ding Chunqiu attacked his master Wuyazi, he actually didn't learn much real skills. Even his internal skills were all his introductory mental skills. As for Xiaoyao's real magic skills, he had not learned any of them. Sometimes when he recalled the past, he was still regretful. "If I hadn't killed the old thief, I might have learned a lot of real magic skills of Xiaoyao, which would be much better than what I was thinking about! However, the old thief was extremely biased, even if he stayed with him for a few more years, he might not have learned much real skills!"

While he was thinking about it, his body suddenly shook. The acupoint that had just been tampered by Yang Yi had been untied. Yang Yi's voice reached his ears, "Ding Chunqiu, where is your Divine Wood King Ding?"

Ding Chunqiu was even more shocked and said to himself: "How did he know about the Divine Wood King Ding?"

He slowly got up and looked up at Yang Yi. After seeing Yang Yi's appearance clearly, he was even more surprised, "Why is he so young?"

At this time, Xue Muhua saw Ding Chunqiu in a embarrassed state, looked surprised, and felt very happy in his heart, and said loudly: "Old Thief Ding, you have today too!"

After hearing this, Ding Chunqiu looked at Xue Muhua, thought for a moment, and thought about who he was. "So it's Master Xue. I haven't seen him for many years, so Master Xue looks much older."

"You still have the face to call me a junior nephew, a person who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors. You are no longer a child of my Xiaoyao Sect. You betray the master and do many evil things. How could I have a master like you?"

Ding Chunqiu said: "Nephew Xue, there is something else in the matter back then. How could Ding Chunqiu be a man who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors? You were still young at that time, and you didn't know something very well..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Yi, "I'll talk about your Xiaoyao Sect's affairs, Ding Chunqiu, where is the Divine Wood King Ding now?"

Ding Chunqiu was about to answer, but he heard Yang Yi say, "You wait a while, and you will clean up your disciples first, and then speak." He pointed out with a hint that Ding Chunqiu, who had just been untied, was stationary again.

Yang Yi was talking and turned over the horse. The yellow horse neighed. Several jumped in front of the disciples of the Xingsu Sect who were still surprised. Yang Yi picked up a halberd and pointed the blade at the hundreds of Xingsu Sect members in front of him. Suddenly, a long roar was like a roar of wind, and the thunder rolled, instantly overturning a group of people.

These disciples of the Xingsu Sect saw that Yang Yi was rushing down the air like a flying general and captured Ding Chunqiu without any effort, so naturally everyone was frightened.

They were all those who were changing their power when they saw the wind and turned to the flames and accompanies the power. Seeing Yang Yi was majestic and as if he was like a god in his heart, he immediately became a change of heart. He heard three gongs sounds. Several disciples picked up the instruments that fell to the ground and blew them dripping. Several people even sang: "Young Master's divine power is powerful, trembling the martial arts world, and the stars are old and ugly, and they are vulnerable! Your master's divine power is worthy of heaven and earth, and immortal blessings are eternal, and they live in heaven!"

A group of people beat Yang Yi and turned over and knelt down on the ground, "Thank you, young master, for catching Ding Chunqiu's old thief and eradicating the big troubles in our hearts. Ding Chunqiu's old thief is cruel and should have killed him long ago. Thank you, young master, for venting this anger for us!"

It was a mess for a while, and the disciples of the Stars all cursed Ding Chunqiu and praised Yang Yi. They flattered him like a tide and chanted him endlessly.
Chapter completed!