I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

"The most profound truth in martial arts is right in front of you, but you don't recognize it at all. If you are so blind, why do you need to keep those eyes? It's a waste!"

In the cabin, as he was speaking, the moment his voice fell, Ding Xiu took one step forward, and his entire figure slowly disappeared from everyone's eyes like a dreamy bubble.

"Um?!"

"not good!"

After hearing Ding Xiu's words and seeing Ding Xiu's figure disappear from his sight, King Jinhe suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

As the Lord of the Golden Palace in the West among the Five Elements Demonic Palace, King Jinhe’s martial arts is certainly not as good as that of Empress Whitewater of Whitewater Palace, but the difference is not too big. Looking at the world of martial arts, she is definitely considered a rare one. Meet the top masters.

In the past few decades, throughout the rivers and lakes, apart from the fact that King Jinhe suffered some losses at the hands of Zi Yihou's senior brother Zhou Fang, basically no one could make him suffer, let alone like now, he could let him suffer with just one word. There was a strong crisis in his heart that he had never seen before, and it was still uncontrollable.

"retreat!"

After all, he was worthy of Lao Jianghu. At this moment, King Jinhe knew that his opponent was a more terrifying existence than Zhou Fang, so he did not hesitate at all and quickly retreated backwards in an attempt to avoid his opponent's attack.

But... for some reason, at this moment, the more he retreated, the more frightened he felt, as if he had fallen into some kind of desperate situation from which he could not escape. Blindly retreating would only make him die faster.

"hateful!"

"I'll fight you!"

After retreating again and again, he saw that he was about to retreat to the bulkhead. At this moment, King Jinhe finally understood that he could no longer retreat no matter what, because if he retreated further, he would really have no way out.

In a desperate situation, people can either just wait for death, or the desperate situation breaks out, and maybe they can still fight for a glimmer of life. How can a person like the King of the Golden River just wait for death? Therefore, after a split second of consideration, he has made a decision. To make a decision, try your best to fight for life and death.

"Drink~~~~"

Things have evolved to this point, and there is no need to say any more unnecessary words. Only a long drink came out. When the drink started, I heard the footsteps retreating. At the same time, I ran the black water magic power with both palms, and the golden light came out. His decades of hard training suddenly came out.

Although King Jinhe couldn't see Ding Xiu at this moment, he still launched an offensive based on instinct. He firmly believed that his attack would never fail!
"boom!"

Sure enough, just as he expected, relying on the instinct of a warrior, King Jinhe struck hard and directly hit Ding Xiu. However, before he could get happy, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Pfft."

The moment two slight sounds reached his ears, an indescribable sharp pain quickly spread throughout his body at an unimaginable speed, causing King Jinhe to scream in agony.

"Uh-huh."

"my eyes!"

The source of the severe pain was none other than his own eyes. There was no doubt that at this moment before he could blink, King Jinhe's eyes had been punctured by Ding Xiu.

"You deserve to die!"

Anger, anger, unspeakable anger, uncontrollable anger, King Jinhe let out a roar, and then he desperately mobilized his lifelong cultivation, condensed decades of deep inner strength in his palms, and turned into a torrential wave of black water profound power. The torrent came out in an endless stream, trying to smash all of Ding Xiu's internal organs.

"Master!"

"Son!"

Fang Baoyu, Shui Tianji, Ling'er, Zhu'er and others were surprised and happy when they saw Ding Xiu displaying his power. They had already let go of their worries. Who would have thought that King Jinhe's life-threatening attack would actually cause him to die? With such terrifying power, seeing Ding Xiu being hit by King Jinhe, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Among the people present, only Fang Lingyu remained unmoved, and there was no change in expression on her face. It was as if the life and death of Ding Xiu, the master, had nothing to do with her.

Of course, the bigger reason may be that she has absolute confidence in Ding Xiu's martial arts. She believes that no matter how powerful the Golden River King is, he cannot hurt Ding Xiu in the slightest.

Others were different, with different thoughts and turmoil, but they didn't know that King Jinhe was even more frightened at this moment. No one else, just because he used his power to strike out from his palms, he felt that he had been practicing hard for decades. The incoming internal energy is like a torrent that has burst a dam and is flowing towards the opponent in a steady stream, unstoppable.

"What's going on here? How could my inner strength happen? What kind of magic power is this?! You"

Realizing that he had fallen into a huge trap, King Jinhe was horrified, but he never thought that the risk-taking blow that he risked everything would ruin his lifelong cultivation.

But in fact, Ding Xiu was not very interested in his decades of internal strength cultivation. After all, the yin and yang essence he had cultivated himself was so pure, how could he possibly absorb the mixed internal strength and reduce his own strength? Internal strength level?

Absorbing other people's skills without scruples will only lead to self-immolation in the end. Maybe your skills will skyrocket in a short period of time, but this will destroy your future and lose the qualification to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.

With the cultivation of a substitute, what Ding Xiu wants to pursue is no longer contented with the peak of the human world in front of him, but a higher and more ambitious realm, but the transformation of the essence of life.

In fact, the reason why he absorbed the martial arts of King Jinhe was just to deduce the martial arts of King Jinhe from its true energy. When the deduction was almost complete, he would turn all these internal powers into his immortal body. of nourishment.

It's a pity that most people in the world are blinded by greed and cannot see clearly the hidden temptation traps in the chaos of the world.

"Great, King Jinhe has severely wounded this man. This is a rare opportunity. Let's all kill him together!"

People who were blinded did not understand the danger involved. When they saw Jinhe King hitting Ding Xiu with both palms, they thought that Jinhe King's blow and Ding Xiu were both injured. They were overjoyed and had no choice. The pressure Ding Xiu had just put on them was too great. It was only now that they saw a little hope.

"kill!"

But when he heard a cold shout, he saw a figure swaying, and in the blink of an eye, it went straight towards the location of Ding Xiu and King Jinhe.

The person who took action was none other than Kuxin Tutuo, known as the Black Heart Buddha!

At this moment, his broad robe was billowing, and the sleeves of his robe seemed to be filled with gas. His two palms were swollen and filled with blood, emitting streams of boiling breath, as if they had been burned by flames.

Naturally, there was no intention of holding back the decisive blow. Looking around, wherever he looked, he saw that his palms, which were already much larger than ordinary people, suddenly swelled, as big as a futon, covering his body. Attacking Ding Xiu's vest, judging from his posture, he definitely wanted to kill Ding Xiu on the spot.

"Drink~~~~"

At the same time, the evil monk who had previously been defeated by Fang Lingyu took action without hesitation. The Shaolin Temple's secret Great Vajra Fist was launched with all its strength, roaring through the air with domineering power that could destroy everything. out.

There was another master who wielded a knife, silent and speechless, with only a pair of cold eyes and a sharp look. The knife was unsheathed, and the bright light of the knife instantly illuminated the entire cabin. Then, the light of the knife disappeared for a moment, and the cold and sharp edge had cut through the sky. With the most ruthless decisive blow, he forced himself in front of Ding Xiu. His sword soared like a dragon, his momentum was fierce and breathtaking!
Led by these people, the remaining people also took action at the same time without hesitation. Except for a few who were lucky enough to survive until now, each one of them was the top master in the world. At this moment, they took action with all their strength, vowing to take down Ding in one fell swoop. Xiu, because they all thought they had seized the 'best' opportunity. Facing the fierce siege from all the powerful forces, the expression on Ding Xiu's face did not change at all. After absorbing the inner power of King Jinhe into his body, a powerful force burst out at this moment.

"boom"

With his inner strength leaking out, King Jinhe, who had almost exceeded 80%, suddenly felt like a torrent of energy, rolling and rushing towards his Dantian, making his whole body full of real energy, as if he was filled with endless breath. It seemed like it might explode at any time, and it was on the verge of having to erupt.

At this moment, Ding Xiu suddenly moved away.

"Ugh!"

King Jinhe's palms were able to break free from Ding Xiu's control, and he could no longer suppress the Yin-Yang Zhengang pouring into his body. An earth-shattering roar erupted from his throat, and at the same time he pushed out with both palms.

This blow was like a thunderous explosion, like a flood bursting a bank. It was an unprecedented blow that he had never experienced in his life. Although this blow was exploded with the help of Ding Xiu's power, it was undeniable that it was indeed his. At the peak of life, the direction of his palms, after losing Ding Xiu, happened to hit Kuxin Toutuo's two giant futon-sized palms.

"Oops, not good!"

At first sight of King Jinhe's two palms attacking, Kuxin Toutuo's expression changed suddenly, but he couldn't change it enough, so he had to bite the bullet and blast forward. With a thunderous roar, two people, with four hands, fought hard.

"Uh"

A muffled groan came from the mouths of King Jinhe and Kuxin Toutuo at the same time. Their bodies suddenly trembled, blood spurted out wildly, and the people were knocked upside down uncontrollably.

"boom!"

At this moment, the evil monk's huge Vajra fist struck fiercely.

When Ding Xiu saw it, he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "How dare you come to me, a loser who can't even beat my apprentice, to play with an ax in front of me?" As he spoke, he punched directly, only to hear a loud bang like thunder, One of the scarred arms exploded directly.

"Ugh!"

Amid the screams, Zuo Hen was about to retreat, but he saw the nightingale in Ding Xiu's hand whizzing through the air and slicing across his body. The indestructible divine weapon could kill the enemy with just one strike.

There was a pop sound, and Dinghen fell to the ground. A blood mark exploded at his throat, and blood spurted out. The red eyes were piercing, causing the swordsman who came after him to stop his attack. Ding Xiu raised his hand to take out the weapon. , only to hear a crisp sound of "dang", the opponent's knife with all his strength was pinched by his two fingers, and then, with a backhand knife, he slashed across his throat.

"How is this possible?!"

The man's face couldn't help but reveal a slow expression of horror, but the severe pain that followed made him understand that the gap between him and Ding Xiu was so huge that it was as if they were worlds apart.

"You have no talent for using a sword, so spend your next life practicing swordsmanship."

It was rare to meet someone who used a knife. Ding Xiu reminded him calmly, then turned around, and the nightingale sword in his hand also turned to attack other opponents.

"Uh"

Accompanied by a muffled groan, there was actually a sound of being killed alive. Shura reappeared in another world, with dazzling scarlet blood splattering everywhere, and a huge head flying into the sky, just like before, terrifying and terrifying.

"Ugh!"

"what"

The knife wielder was not the first person to fall, and he would never be the last one, because just as he fell, shrill screams were heard again in the cabin.

Every scream represents the death of a person. Life is so fragile!

Seeing that dozens of martial arts masters in the cabin were almost dead, there were only two people left. One of them suddenly pushed his companion towards Ding Xiu, while he himself quickly thought about escaping outside the cabin.

Yes, Zi Yihou's treasure is tempting, but after all, it is still not as good as his own life. It has reached this point and he still can't see the situation clearly, then he really deserves to die.

Unfortunately, he realized it too late.

"Can you escape?"

In less than a blink of an eye, the person he pushed out had already died under Ding Xiu's knife. Immediately afterwards, the nightingale roared through the air, turned into a ray of cold light, and shot directly towards his back.

He also wanted to hide, but he couldn't. He saw that he was only one step away from escaping from the cabin. Unfortunately, this step seemed so close and he couldn't go any faster, because before he took this step, the nightingale had already passed him. His back was stabbed to the core.

Ding Xiu stepped forward and pulled out the nightingale from the corpse. Ding Xiu turned his eyes to Dharma King Jiaxing. There had just been a chaotic battle, but Dharma King Jiaxing had not taken any action from beginning to end!
"Amitabha!"

Seeing Ding Xiu looking over, Dharma King Jiaxing quickly clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and sighed softly: "The young monk originally thought that the martial arts in the Central Plains was respected by the Purple-clothed Marquis, but today we know that the layman is the real hidden master, young monk I gave birth to a pair of eyes in vain, but I didn’t expect that they were blind and ignorant. What’s the use of these eyes?”

While speaking, he actually took out two slender iron nails from his robe sleeves, and with a long sigh, he drove the two iron nails directly into his eyes.

The pupils immediately split open and blood flowed from the eye sockets. When Hu Buchou, Shui Tianji, Fang Baoyu and others saw this scene, their scalps went numb, but Dharma King Jiaxing didn't seem to feel anything at all. The iron nails didn't look like nails at all. When he entered his own eyes, he just put his hands together, whispered the Buddha's name, and slowly sat cross-legged.

"what!"

Ding Xiu chuckled and said, "Looking at the situation, do you think you have no plans to take action against Da Shi?"

"Yes."

Dharma King Jiaxing answered honestly: "Although the young monk is a monk, he has not yet completed his martial arts and has not yet fulfilled his worldly destiny, so he does not want to go to the Western Paradise to meet my Buddha so early."

Ding Xiu sighed: "I've heard that Buddhism likes to beg for alms. I also want to beg some alchemy for Da Shi. I think you won't reject me for Da Shi?"

"of course."

Dharma King Jiaxing replied without hesitation: "Everything in this young monk is destined to lay people. No matter what lay people like, just take it."

"very good."

Seeing this, Ding Xiu nodded with satisfaction: "Dashi is indeed an eminent monk. With just this choice, he is better than those idiots. It doesn't matter. You can silently reveal all your martial arts skills and then go on your own." Leave, I have to visit Zi Yihou, so I won’t entertain Da Shi anymore.” (End of Chapter)