The Kung Fu of Hua Gong Dafa is notorious in the world, and people in the martial arts world can say that they talk about it with disdain. However, it has to be said that this Kung Fu is quite mysterious. It was developed by Ding Chunqiu from Xiaoyao Sect.
It is a martial art deduced from the residual chapter of Beiming Shengong, the secret skill of the Zhen sect. The subtlety lies in the use of poison to transform martial arts.
Over the past few decades, Ding Chunqiu's Huigong method has been cultivated to an extremely sophisticated level. At this time, when he faced Su Xinghe's palms, it immediately produced an extremely terrifying effect.
Su Xinghe's expression suddenly changed, and he felt that his skill was pouring out in an endless stream. In just a short moment, he had lost 30 to 40% of his skill. His energy was slowly declining, he was dizzy, and his legs were weak.
On the contrary, Ding Chunqiu thought that he was sure of winning, and laughed wildly. Instead, he activated the transformation method more violently, and the poisonous power in his body continued to flow, constantly consuming Su Xinghe's power.
"Haha, Su Xinghe, even though you have inherited the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, you are no match for me. Today I will let you taste the power of Hua Gong!"
Ding Chunqiu looked crazy, feeling that decades of sullenness suddenly broke out today, and he felt very uncomfortable.
The bystanders also exclaimed in surprise, looking at Su Xinghe with eyes full of pity, because in the past few years, all the people who encountered Ding Chunqiu's transformation skills had an extremely tragic end, and they were all killed.
After exhausting all his inner strength, he ended up dying of energy exhaustion. Su Xinghe's situation at this time was no different from those in the martial arts world who died tragically at the hands of Ding Chunqiu. Naturally, there is no need to say more about his fate.
"Cousin, why don't you help Mr. Su? Ding Chunqiu's transformation method is very vicious. I'm afraid it won't take long for Mr. Su to have all his power."
Wang Yuyan stood beside Murong Fu. Seeing this situation, she looked intolerable and whispered.
"Haha, cousin, why are you so anxious? Your grandpa is watching secretly right now. Naturally, he won't let anything happen to Su Xinghe. I believe he will take action soon."
Murong Fu smiled lightly, not worried at all. He had already felt Wu Yazi's aura. Obviously, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect could no longer sit still. With him personally taking action, Ding Chunqiu's fate was basically doomed.
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Sure enough, the next moment, the situation changed strangely.
"Traitor, do you still dare to do this?"
With a loud and clear shout, Su Xinghe shuddered, took a few steps back, and separated from Ding Chunqiu. Their hands, which were tightly connected, also separated. Although Su Xinghe's face was a bit pale, his face
But he smiled.
But Ding Chunqiu's body trembled violently, he turned his head and looked around, his eyes were filled with uncertainty, and a hint of fear appeared deep in his eyes.
"Impossible, this is impossible, Wu Yazi, you old ghost has been dead for a long time, why are you still trying to scare me?"
After looking carefully, Ding Chunqiu didn't notice anything, so he roared with anger, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he continued to kill Su Xinghe.
"Stubborn, what a traitor!"
With a loud bang, the wooden house in the Deaf Valley suddenly opened, and a figure in white suddenly appeared in the scene, moving and strangely without any warning. Many people present were extremely surprised, and some people were rubbing their eyes, as if they were hallucinating.
This is a handsome middle-aged man with silver hair, shiny, and amazing demeanor. He is like a fairy among gods. He has a carefree attitude. Standing in the field, he gives people the feeling of riding on the wind.
The illusion is as if he is close at hand and yet far away.
Many discerning people were immediately shocked. With such a magnanimous attitude, they could naturally tell that the martial arts level of the mysterious man in front of them had reached an incredible level. The higher his kung fu, the more terrifying he became.
, compared to Duan Yanqing, Jiumozhi, Shaolin Xuannan and others, their faces were as solemn as iron, their eyes were staring at the sudden appearance of the person without blinking, their hearts were pounding, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.
The most horrified person was Ding Chunqiu himself. At this moment, he looked at the person in front of him with dull eyes. He looked so familiar yet unfamiliar. Deep in his heart, a chill surged up.
"Impossible. You were already dead. How could you appear again? Are you a human or a ghost?"
Under the shock, Ding Chunqiu completely lost his calmness and screamed on the spot. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost. In Ding Chunqiu's heart, Wu Yazi had been dead for a long time. He had died thirty years ago and was beaten by him.
Falling into the abyss, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, as long as you don't become a god, you will definitely die. But now Wu Yazi appears alive in front of him. This is beyond common sense. How can he calm down.
"Traitor, haven't you thought that that day when you deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors, you actually failed to kill me?" Wu Yazi smiled lightly, but his face was expressionless, which made people feel even more frightened, "Today you threw yourself into a trap.
It’s God’s will, what else can you say?”
"I don't believe it. All this is false. You old ghost has been dead for a long time. How can you come back to life? Even if you come back to life, there is only one way to die."
Ding Chunqiu roared wildly, his eyes were blood red, and his body was full of evil aura, and he came towards him like a ferocious beast.
He did not hold back at all. He used his most profound martial arts, Hua Gong Da-fa. Layers of gray air flow spread, and the grass on the surrounding ground withered in an instant, as if all the energy had been drained away.
As for his vitality, Ding Chunqiu has already used his poison skills to the extreme. There is no one knows how many sinister poisons are contained in that gray air flow. There are all kinds of strange things, entangled and reciprocated. It is not an exaggeration to say that the blood seals the throat. What is even more terrifying is that
This move is not only extremely poisonous, but it has also been refined by Ding Chunqiu and turned into a true power that can corrode the inner energy of the human body. It can be said to be the most vicious method in the world, and its power is extraordinary.
The light flowed in Wu Yazi's eyes, and all Ding Chunqiu's movements were reflected in his eyes. It seemed that even the core secret of his kung fu was completely penetrated. Ding Chunqiu felt empty and heavy, and his heart was filled with fear.
This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, without any reason, but it is hard to believe.
This is a martial artist's intuition. As a martial arts master, Ding Chunqiu naturally knows how unfavorable this situation is for him, and he is even more horrified by Wu Yazi's abyss as deep as the sea.
"Traitor, are you the one who created the great method of transformation? It is indeed difficult to understand the essence of our martial arts, and the heretical techniques are not worth a glance."
Wu Yazi sneered, and drew a mysterious arc with his hands, which looked like a fist but not a fist, like a palm but not a palm. It was so exquisite that it was hard to describe. Suddenly, a breeze blew, and a whirlpool seemed to appear in front of him.
An invisible devouring power suddenly appeared. Ding Chunqiu's poison skills and real power, like baby swallows returning to their nests, fell into the whirlpool one after another involuntarily, and in an endless stream, the scene was extremely strange.
Ding Chunqiu was the most horrified. He felt that his superb energy transformation power was completely out of control at this time, and they were collapsing into the void in front of Wu Yazi. In just a few breaths, he could feel the physical weakness.
Weak, weak all over, shocked and horrified.
"Is this the Beiming Divine Technique? Has his Beiming Divine Technique reached such a level? My transformation power has no resistance at all. How is this possible?"
Although Ding Chunqiu has never learned the Xiaoyao sect's real magical skills, he still has a good understanding of the various martial arts in the sect. Knowing that what Wu Yazi used in this matter was the Xiaoyao sect's secret skill Beiming Shengong.
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Wu Yazi seemed to be just waving his hand lightly, but Ding Chunqiu knew that it was because his level in the Beiming Divine Art had reached a level of divine clarity. With a thought, it was Beiming's power to swallow the sea, regardless of its form.
Intangible power can be swallowed up and transformed into nothing. Under such a state, although his true power of transformation is wonderful, it is difficult to resist.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. Ding Chunqiu felt dejected in his heart. He only felt that he was like a weak baby in front of Wu Yazi. He had very little resistance and was completely destroyed with just one move and every move.
, this was a huge blow to him.
This is indeed the case. Although Ding Chunqiu has worked hard over the years to create many unique martial arts of the Xingxiu sect, and the Hua Gong method is the essence of it, all of this is like a castle in the air in front of Wu Yazi, without any trace of it.
Basically, because all his martial arts came from the Xiaoyao sect, even if he changed his appearance, it would still be difficult to break away from the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect. Using it to deal with Wu Yazi at this time would naturally be half the result with twice the result. The threat is not much, it is just the intention.
One movement and the movement of Beiming's magical power was enough to break all Ding Chunqiu's illusions.
The gushing skill began to dissipate, and Ding Chunqiu's originally rosy and baby-like face began to wither, becoming densely wrinkled, his eyes were lifeless, and extremely miserable. There was a muffled sound, and a cloud of gray appeared in front of Wu Yazi.
The small ball then dissipated with a flick of his sleeve, and was sent far into the dense forest nearby. At that moment, a large area of grass and trees withered and rotted, which showed how terrifying the poison of Ding Chunqiu's internal energy was.
After practicing the Great Transformation Technique, Ding Chunqiu's inner martial arts already contained terrible poisons. Not to mention that Wu Yazi's Beiming Divine Kung Fu all came from his own hard training. Even if he did things that harmed others and benefited himself,
It would not absorb such poisonous internal power, otherwise it would not only be useless, but also cause great harm. Naturally, Wu Yazi knew this very well, so he never absorbed Ding Chunqiu's skill into his body, but discarded it all afterwards.
Such a method can only be achieved by practicing the Beiming Divine Art to the level of swallowing in the air.
"You, you actually ruined my martial arts, how cruel!"
Ding Chunqiu's eyes dimmed, and he felt boundless despair surging in his heart. He was unwilling to give in. Over the years, he had been practicing martial arts all the time, and even made many innovations, and single-handedly created the Xingxiu Sect. But in the end, in just a short time,
In an instant, everything came to nothing, which must be said to be a great irony and blow.
Having lost the Great Transformation Technique and having all his internal energy wasted, whatever means Ding Chunqiu had are useless now. Even his superb Poison Technique was only due to the Great Transformation Technique.
Only then can it operate freely, and now there is no need to think about it.
It can be said that Ding Chunqiu was subdued by Wu Yazi within one move, and he no longer had the power to resist.
With his innate master's martial arts and his superb poison skills, no matter how he faced any innate master, even those who were a level higher than him, he would not be defeated so easily. Unfortunately, Wu Yazi was too
Now that I know him, and have a clear understanding of his martial arts foundation, I naturally completely restrain him, which is why there are such tragic consequences.
Su Xinghe regained his breath a little, and saw that Wu Yazi had destroyed Ding Chunqiu's martial arts. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He walked over a few steps, knelt in front of Wu Yazi on the spot, and said loudly: "Congratulations, Master!
Today we finally got rid of this scum of our school."
"Xinghe, please get up. I've suffered a lot for you these past years." Wu Yazi sighed, stretched out his hand, and a soft force helped Su Xinghe up.