Chapter one hundred and eighty seventh dragon palm
When Qin Changfeng walked out of the wooden house, a huge pillar of fire was burning in the open space in the center of the valley, and there were fallen pine trees everywhere.
Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were using their palm power to push the pillar of fire towards each other. Seeing the pillar of fire tilting to the right, it was obvious that Ding Chunqiu had the upper hand.
Everyone looked at the pillar of fire intently. Qin Changfeng came out of the wooden house, and no one paid attention to him.
Qin Changfeng saw this without saying a word, and with a flick of his finger, a flying arrow shot into the pillar of fire. The pillar exploded with a bang, and both Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were knocked back several steps.
At this time, everyone looked at each other in shock. You must know that Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were obviously competing for internal strength just now. With their profound skills, they are definitely the first-class masters in the world. It is not easy to separate them, let alone
Or within the blink of an eye.
This only proves that the masked monk in front of me has equally unfathomable skills!
Ding Chunqiu's face changed imperceptibly, and there was a flash of fear. Then he returned to normal, stroked his beard, and said like an expert from outside the world: "Although your Excellency has great skills, you have not interfered with my Xiaoyao Sect.
I'm afraid I'm asking for trouble."
Qin Changfeng muttered, "This poor monk has eaten everything, but he has never experienced hardship. This time, I just want to ask the donor to help me."
These words were like poking a hornet's nest. Before Ding Chunqiu himself said anything, his disciples and disciples who were always ready to flatter him immediately became excited as if they had been waiting for a golden opportunity, and they all shouted:
"Bold, how can you bear the suffering of Old Immortal Xingxiu just by thinking about it? You must first kneel down and bow three times, and then ask the old Immortal to grant you pain!"
"Yes, even if the old immortal sneezes, it will be a blessing, let alone a pain..."
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This group of disciples of the Xingxiu Sect became more and more enthusiastic as they talked. Many people took out gongs, drums, cymbals, and suonas from their arms, and started playing and beating to promote their master's majesty. Some even waved green flags, yellow flags, red flags, and purple flags, and shouted loudly. It was truly a breakthrough in the world.
It has never been strange before.
Seeing the bottomless and exaggerated performances of his disciples and disciples, Ding Chunqiu was not only not ashamed, but proud of it. He narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard, looking like he was very useful.
But just when he was most proud, Qin Changfeng pointed his scepter forward, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded, and then five dragon-subduing Xumi palms came together one after another, roaring towards him.
How could Ding Chunqiu have imagined that Qin Changfeng could exert such powerful palm power from a distance of more than 20 meters?
When he was startled, the palm power was already in front of him. He quickly raised his hands into palms and faced him.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
There were five loud bangs in a row, and one palm with the secret meaning of mark and four with the secret secret of critical strike hit him continuously.
How much damage was caused in total?
Three thousand three hundred and sixty points!
The initial attack of each palm force was close to 700 points, and it also triggered three double critical hits.
The third-level Dragon Subduing Sumeru Palm's critical hit probability is only 35%, but Qin Changfeng also carries the title of being the end of gangsters. When attacking extremely evil people, he will have an additional 40 attack points and a 20% double probability.
Ding Chunqiu undoubtedly met the conditions.
Although the probability of the two critical hits is not simply added directly, the damage of three of the five palms is still directly doubled.
Even though Ding Chunqiu was extremely powerful, he deployed his true power in front of him to defend himself and resisted a lot of damage, but this time he was still seriously injured and almost fell to death.
Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, as soon as this monk wearing a strange mask came out, he almost beat an expert like Ding Chunqiu to death on the spot from a distance of nearly ten feet.
This kind of thing is simply unheard of. Even if we go back three hundred years, who has ever heard of someone whose palm power can reach ten feet away?
If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.
But Qin Changfeng did it through the longer attack range of the Dragon-Subduing Sumeru Palm itself, the increased casting distance of the Holy Light Scepter, and the 10% attack distance increase of the basic attack limit breakthrough reward.
Others didn't know the inside story, they just thought that he did it with his powerful skills and unparalleled palm skills, so you can imagine the shock in their hearts.
This blow also initially witnessed the power of the strengthened route planned by Qin Changfeng.
Of course, this was also the reason why Ding Chunqiu thought that he was far enough away from Qin Changfeng, so he was careless for a moment, otherwise he would not have endured all five palm powers.
But it's too late to say anything now. Blood is gurgling from Ding Chunqiu's mouth. Even though he was not hit by the palm force with the added meaning of disability, his right arm is hanging limply by his side. It is obvious that his bones were injured in the confrontation just now.
, he was in such a state of embarrassment that he was frightened and did not dare to stay any longer, so he shouted urgently: "Go quickly!"
In order to survive, he forced himself to raise his energy, and his speed was not slow. In a blink of an eye, he was already three or four feet away.
The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect who were enjoying the praise were like a duck whose neck was stuck. All the sounds suddenly stopped, and then scattered loudly, gongs, drums and trumpets were thrown all over the floor, and they ran away lifelessly.
Qin Changfeng followed him unhurriedly... There was a demonic figure watching over the sky. Where could a seriously injured Ding Chunqiu escape?
There is no way to heaven and no door to earth!
A quarter of an hour later, Ding Chunqiu, who had been abandoned by all his disciples, was caught up by Qin Changfeng.
Ding Chunqiu was half leaning against a big tree and said, "I asked myself, "I have no enmity with you in the past and we have no enmity today. Why are we forcing each other so hard?"
Qin Changfeng stared at him for a long time, and then said: "Do you know who my master is?"
"Who?" Ding Chunqiu was surprised, not knowing why he suddenly asked this at this time.
"Li Qiushui!"
"What?" Ding Chunqiu could no longer hide the look of shock on his face.
"Now do you know why I want to kill you?" Qin Changfeng said quietly: "If I don't kill you, should I call you uncle or senior brother?"
Ding Chunqiu was covered in cold sweat, "As long as you are happy, you can call me disciple!"
You are quite thick-skinned, but unfortunately I am also shameless.
Qin Changfeng shook his head, and suddenly changed the subject and said, "Where is the sacred wooden king tripod?"
Ding Chunqiu was overjoyed. He took out a palm-sized wooden tripod from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Changfeng without thinking, "Here it is, take it and let me live."
"This wooden cauldron was not stolen by Azi, which saved me a lot of trouble. With this cauldron and the ice silkworms, the foundation for the poison poison path is almost complete..."
Qin Changfeng groaned as he took the wooden tripod, then grabbed Ding Chunqiu's neck with his right hand like a pair of iron pincers and lifted him up.
Ding Chunqiu squeezed out a ferocious voice from his throat and said: "You have been poisoned by my poison, and you won't be able to survive even if I die!"
"I am immune to all poisons!"
Qin Changfeng said expressionlessly, broke his neck with a snap, and then carried the body back towards the valley.
Qin Changfeng is not afraid of poison at all, but he is not afraid of all poisons with a resistance level below level 7. Although Ding Chunqiu's poison is insidious and difficult to guard against, even Duan Yu, who just ate the red clam, can ignore it. Qin Changfeng can ignore it.
The wind resistance has a priority level of up to level 7, and the Diamond Protective Passive is even more difficult to dispel.
When he came back, almost everyone in the valley had left. Apart from Su Xinghe and his disciples, the only ones were Ye Sanniang and Xu Zhu.
Qin Changfeng brought Ding Chunqiu's body to the wooden house, threw it in front of Wu Yazi, and said, "It's a good thing that my disciple lived up to his fate."
Wu Yazi glanced at the corpse of Ding Chunqiu, the evil disciple, and fell silent without saying a word. There was a complex light in his eyes. After a long time, he spoke: "I will give you one last chance. Tell me, what exactly are you doing?"
what do you want?"
Qin Changfeng smiled slightly and said: "The time for Uncle Wizard to dissipate his energy and rejuvenate his youth once every thirty years is coming, and my master is going to take this opportunity to take revenge. The disciple really doesn't want to see the two of them fighting each other in the same sect, so I want to
Please ask uncle to accompany the disciples and advise them."
Hearing this, Wu Yazi looked at Qin Changfeng suspiciously. He thought that Qin Changfeng did so much just for the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts, just like what Ding Chunqiu wanted from his heart. If that was the case...he would naturally not let it happen.
Qin Changfeng gained a little bit!
However, Qin Changfeng never mentioned the secrets of martial arts from the beginning to the end, as if he was really just a good nephew who cared about his elders and his disciples and had a filial piety.
Could it be that I judged a gentleman with a villain's heart and wrongly blamed him?
When he thought of this, Wu Yazi couldn't help but feel a little guilty towards Qin Changfeng. Then he thought about all the past experiences between himself, Wu Xingyun and Li Qiu Shui, and he sighed inexplicably and agreed.
Qin Changfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling somewhat confident about completing the hidden mission...
PS: I came back tonight and caught up on two chapters... I tried my best! Please forgive me...
