Chapter 60 The Power of the Twelve Galloping Horses
The group returned to the Deaf and Mute Valley.
Those heroes who attended the meeting did not come. They were busy promoting themselves and making friends, so they had no time to go to the valley and play chess.
As soon as he arrived in the valley, he met Ding Chunqiu.
This guy looks like an old man, with a ruddy complexion, a head full of white hair, a silver beard three feet below his chin, and a childish face with white hair, just like a fairy figure in a painting.
Ding Chunqiu was shaking a goose feather fan in his hand, followed by a group of foxes and dogs. When he saw Wu Yazi, he burst into laughter.
"Old thief Wuya, I haven't seen you for so many years, why are you not dead yet? Hehe, my apprentice has been looking forward to your return to the west day and night. Look, I have specially prepared a spiritual throne for you. I wish you a happy death soon!"
Ding Chunqiu actually took out a spiritual tablet from his sleeves. Wu Yazi was so angry that he trembled all over and cursed: "You scoundrels should not be arrogant. I have a descendant of Xiaoyao Sect. You will definitely die today!"
As he spoke, he kept blinking at Lu Qian, meaning to ask Lu Qian to stand up, but Lu Qian looked at his nose and heart, as if he didn't see it. Wu Yazi blushed with anxiety, and Ding Chunqiu smiled happily.
Open your mouth from ear to ear.
"You feel free to laugh, but when he takes action later, you will have no choice but to cry!" Wu Yazi said.
"Who is the successor of the Xiaoyao Sect? Tell me and I will meet you. Maybe when you hear my name, the old immortal, you will be so scared that you will pee and run as far as you want." Ding Chunqiu asked with a smile.
There were only a few people in the Xiaoyao sect, the first generation had three immortals, and the second generation only had him and Su Xinghe. Su Xinghe had mixed martial arts skills, half of his body was about to be buried, and there was nothing they could do to him.
As for the eight disciples of Su Xinghe, they are considered to be the third generation, but their martial arts are mediocre. He doesn't even need to take action. The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect can tear them apart, so there are no successors.
"Lu Qian, stop pretending and take action quickly." Wu Yazi urged urgently.
Lu Qian then stood up and said, "The quarrel between your master and apprentice is quite interesting. I want to watch the show for a while."
"Huh? A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old! Old thief Wuya, don't tell me, he is the successor of Xiaoyao Sect you are looking for?"
Ding Chunqiu looked at Lu Qian, his young image made him laugh, "Little baby, where is your home? Is it still feeding? Do you want me to give you a little wife? Ah Zi, come out, look at this little baby."
Is this guy good enough for you?"
He pointed at a girl in purple clothes beside him.
The girl in purple clothes had a delicate appearance and a slim figure. She looked at Lu Qian and said, "I, Azi, am naturally beautiful, how could I fall in love with a little brat!"
"Did you hear that? Little guy! My disciple doesn't like you, so you can die!" Ding Chunqiu waved his sleeves, and a stream of colorless and odorless air rushed out and went straight to Lu Qian.
Ding Chunqiu did not adhere to any principles and did not have the slightest bottom line. He would kill people whenever he was told and never cared about any moral constraints.
"Be careful! This is bliss poison, and those who get it will die from laughter!" Wu Yazi reminded hurriedly.
"Yeah, I want to try it." Lu Qian opened his mouth and sucked the poisonous air into his mouth, chewing it a few times in his mouth, as if he was sipping the taste.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, the Dharma is driving the Central Plains. With a wave of his sleeves, the enemy will die!" The group of foxes and dogs behind Ding Chunqiu immediately beat gongs and drums and shouted loudly.
"It tastes pretty good, but it's a bit spicy. You guys should try it too!" Lu Qian blew his breath lightly, and then he spurted out a stream of breath and headed straight towards the group of foxes and dogs.
This blow was far more powerful than Ding Chunqiu's blow just now, like a strong wind blowing from the plains, howling and swaying the trees.
The foxes and dogs were unable to dodge, and were hit by the airflow. First, their clothes tore apart, then they fell to the ground laughing, and then lost their breath.
"Good boy, you are not afraid of poison, you have a few tricks, watch your moves!"
Ding Chunqiu jumped up from the ground and headed straight for Lu Qian, but his body twisted in mid-air, turned around and ran away.
He devoted all his efforts to poison, and this young man was actually not afraid of poison. This anti-poison method alone was able to restrain most of his combat power. He weighed the left and right, and it was better to leave first. When he came back to find out more, it would not be too late to seek revenge.
"Stay!" Lu Qian took a step forward and caught up with Ding Chunqiu in the blink of an eye. Then he stamped his feet, arched his body, and bumped his shoulders forward.
With this collision, there was an explosion, and the spine and ribs on Ding Chunqiu's back were all shattered. He fell out and vomited blood.
Lu Qian stepped forward, his body like lightning, catching up with Ding Chunqiu who was still falling. With a flick of his sleeves and robes, he touched the Jingmen point, and with a big hand, he caught Ding Chunqiu by the neck.
Ding Chunqiu, who was famous all over the world, was captured by Lu Qian so neatly.
Everyone's eyes were in a trance, thinking they were dreaming. The remnants of the Xingxiu Sect were so frightened that they fled in all directions. Lu Qian roared loudly and the sound waves shook them, knocking them to the ground, and then he carried Ding Chunqiu back like a chicken.
Wu Yazi couldn't bear the excitement and immediately asked Su Xinghe to use the sect rules to punish Ding Chunqiu.
Su Xinghe excitedly walked toward Ding Chunqiu with his fists clenched, but Lu Qian was not happy anymore. He waved his sleeves and shook Su Xinghe to the ground.
"Lu Qian! Why did you stop me from killing Ding Chunqiu!" Wu Yazi shouted.
"Fulfill your promise!" Lu Qian raised his eyebrows.
Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi understood Lu Qian's intention. He was worried that he would not spread his true energy, so he couldn't help but laugh and said: "You are overthinking, after all, I am also the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, how could I not care about my own face!
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"Why did you regret it before?"
Lu Qian's words left Wu Yazi speechless.
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In the pine forest.
Lu Qian used the Songhe Wanshou Fist to absorb the true energy scattered in his limbs and bones.
Wu Yazi's true energy was all cultivated by himself without absorbing other people's impure energy. It is extremely pure and has a large amount, so it cannot be dissipated in one go.
I dissipate ten years of true energy every week, and then use Songhe Wanshou Fist to refine and absorb it.
Wuyazi has seventy-three years of true energy. After nearly two months of refining, today is the last round.
On flat ground.
Lu Qian moved like a crane and remained as quiet as a pine, and his fists suddenly became stronger and weaker. When he finished the last move, he let out a long, deep breath. The breath flew out like a sharp arrow for a foot, and it took a long time to disperse.
This is purely physical kung fu.
The Qi reaches ten feet, which proves that Lu Qian can use his inner strength to hit someone from a distance of ten feet. Compared with before, he could only hit one inch. It is a huge difference.
"My strength has increased by a full thousand kilograms! My weight has increased by a hundred kilograms!"
Lu Qian deduced his vitality.
This is only the power increased by absorbing Wu Yazi's true energy, not counting the power increased by Murong Fu, Ding Chunqiu and other martial arts heroes.
Now my physical power is twelve horsepower, which is three horsepower more than before. Using Dan Bao Kungfu to explode, I can reach thirteen horsepower.
In the eternal world, this kind of power far exceeds that of the tenth level god's realm-changing master.
"Uncle Master, someone is looking for you!" Su Xinghe came from a distance.
"Who's looking for me?" Lu Qian lit a cigar and smoked it.
After Wu Yazi passed on the true energy, he dealt with Ding Chunqiu and died with a smile on his face. He temporarily became the head of the Xiaoyao Sect.
"Reporting to the Master Master, there are two people, one male and one female. They have a unique aura and are probably members of the public sect." Su Xinghe said respectfully.