Happy days in the world of martial arts

Chapter 383
In the martial arts competition, with so many Shaolin masters rushing forward, Ding Chunqiu was determined not to be an opponent, but the life-and-death fight is not only about martial arts, but also fighting experience and fighting wisdom.

As an evil heretic, Ding Chunqiu has killed countless people, and his combat experience far surpasses that of Shaolin monks who practice meditation all day. Xuan Bei and Xuan Shi were killed by tricks, this ability is truly terrifying.

Although there are more than [-] eminent monks of Shaolin Xuan's generation, most of them stay at home, and there are only a dozen of them who have traveled the rivers and lakes for a long time, but first they lost Xuanji and Xuannan in the battle of Juxianzhuang, and now they are Losing Xuanbei and Xuanshi, Xuandu's anger could no longer be suppressed, and his compassionate Buddha heart was completely transformed into the killing intent to subdue demons and subdue demons.

Under Xuandu's command, the aura of the Eighteen Arhats became one, and besides many Shaolin disciples, the Buddha's light shone, and the golden shield of true energy enveloped all of them.

As Shaolin's Dharma-protecting formation, the Arhat formation has its own unique power and influence. The ability to unite people into one body is the same as the 24-member formation of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism.

Looking at the big formation in front of him, Ding Chunqiu narrowed his eyes, suddenly, the old devil stretched out his hands, and two skulls emitting green smoke flew out from his sleeves, heading straight for Xuandu and Xuansheng.

Due to the previous battle, there were more than 100 corpses in the entire valley, all of these corpses exuded horrible corpse poison, with a stench, and even bluish-purple smoke coming out, which looked extremely strange.

At this moment, two skulls flew out, and the whole valley seemed to become a ghostly ghost in an instant, sending chills down the spine.

These two skulls are highly poisonous weapons carefully prepared by Ding Chunqiu. They were soaked in hundreds of poisons for half a year before they were refined. No matter humans or animals, as long as they are within three feet of these skulls, they will be infected by poisonous gas. , the dead body fell to the ground, and when it flew out, it was holding two flexible silk ropes behind it, which was convenient for Ding Chunqiu to control, it was really a rare murder weapon.

In the past, when this skull struck, it was a tragic massacre. Ding Chunqiu massacred several sects with this, but this time, the treasure missed. The two skulls collided with the Buddha light, like flies hitting Put on the fly stickers, even if Ding Chunqiu pulls the soft silk thread, he can't move even half a cent.

Xuandu sneered a few times, lightly flicked his left hand, and sent it out with his fingers, the two skulls immediately turned into powder, Xuansheng slapped his palm, and the force of his palm formed a strong wind, blowing the powder towards the disciples of the Xingxiu School.

Those disciples of Xingxiu Sect were still trembling at the sidelines, they only hoped that Ding Chunqiu would win, and then slap on the horse to save their lives, but who would have thought that Ding Chunqiu's method of poisoning other sects in the past would finally fall on himself.

Although the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect all practice poisonous kung fu, their poison kung fu is nothing compared to Old Freak Ding's methods. As soon as the skull powder fell on them, there was a burst of wailing, and finally, after cursing, In the process, all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect were poisoned to death, and Ding Chunqiu became a polished commander.

"God has the virtue of good life, Master Xuansheng is so murderous." Ding Chunqiu didn't take his apprentices seriously, but Xuansheng and Xuandu's methods were quite terrifying, and Ding Chunqiu hadn't understood their moves yet. For the secret, we can only delay the time by talking about it first.

"Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, the way of heaven is like reincarnation, if you don't believe me, look up, the heavens will spare you, old monster Ding, you have always used poisonous poison to harm people, and today you are reaping the evil fruit, and your disciples are completely injured. It is your retribution, so hurry up If not, I will send you to hell today." Xuan Sheng said with a sneer.

"It's up to you, you are worthy! The bald donkey will die!" How could Ding Chunqiu care about these things, he had already regained his breath when he spoke, and when he raised his hand, a bolt of lightning flew out, directly hitting the Shaolin Arhat formation .

Thunder and lightning are originally a thing to ward off evil, and they restrain each other with insidiousness and evil. Generally speaking, people who practice Poison Kungfu are most afraid of thunder and lightning, but when Ding Chunqiu makes a move at this time, it is full of thunder and lightning, making people dare not look directly at it.

Except for Gao Miao, who has the prophetic advantage, and members of the Xiaoyao faction, no one in the martial arts knows Ding Chunqiu's origin. , not his foundation.

His precious sword is called Pori, it is a rare weapon of the Xiaoyao Sect, it is a pair with Su Xinghe's Qingfeng, but now that Ding Chunqiu betrayed his sect, Su Xinghe and him have become life and death enemies.

As a divine soldier of the Xiaoyao Sect, which is similar to cultivating immortals, Pori's power is extremely terrifying. Under the urging of Ding Chunqiu's vigorous skill, Pori turned into a bolt of lightning, breaking the shield formed by the Eighteen Arhats in one blow .

Ding Chunqiu followed behind Po Ri, using both hands to use Hua Gong Dafa, and patted Xuan Du and Xuan Sheng.

The formation was broken, and Xuandu and the two who were connected with the formation also suffered some injuries, but before they had time to recover, Ding Chunqiu's poisonous palm arrived.

In desperation, the two could only force their spirits, stretched out their hands to meet Ding Chunqiu's palms, behind them, the eighteen arhats were divided into two rows, stretched their hands forward, and transmitted their kung fu to Xuandu and Xuansheng in front of them, relying on twenty people The strength of Ding Chunqiu's Hua Gong Dafa confrontation.

Competing in internal strength is the most dangerous way of fighting, as long as you are disturbed by it, you may go crazy and die on the spot. There are many Shaolin disciples, and Ding Chunqiu is a polished commander. If he had a choice, Ding Chunqiu would definitely not will be so.

But before Ding Chunqiu carefully observed the Eighteen Arhats Formation, he knew that this formation could not be broken by himself, and was blocked in the valley, there was no other way but to break through.

In desperation, Ding Chunqiu could only forcibly sacrifice the sword, relying on the sharpness of the sword to forcibly break the formation, and then use the Huagong Dafa to fight against Xuandu.

Ding Chunqiu's luck is very good, Shaolin disciples have little combat experience, so when they see their opponents, they will naturally use the method of superimposing internal forces to help them compete. If they have rich combat experience, they would have ignored Xuandu and Xuansheng, and directly used the eighteen wooden sticks. The stick attacked Ding Chunqiu from a long distance.

In the competition of internal strength, Ding Chunqiu's strength alone cannot compare with 20 people, but Ding Chunqiu operates the Dafa of Huagong, and the poisonous power of decades of intensive training is circulated in both palms. With all the strength in the body, none of these 20 people can survive.

Shaolin disciples are not limited to these, there are dozens of disciples on the other side, finally a few enlightened ones, picked up stones and Zen sticks and threw them at Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu let out a tiger roar, the poison spread all over his body, he became a poisonous person immediately.

(End of this chapter)