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When the news spread back, he was so angry that he immediately came to take revenge.

However, Ding Chunqiu was cautious and asked someone to inquire about Chu Feng's situation before coming.

This inquiry was not a good one, and it immediately shocked him to the point of giving up his desire for revenge.

Needless to say, there are those who hide the five ugly men on the border, Tian Boguang, and Gongsun Zhi. This man actually broke into the camp of the 10 yuan army alone and killed Kublai Khan.

Later, 7 Yuan troops were burned to death and Jinlun Dharma King was killed.

Such a person is not easy to mess with.

After that, Ding Chunqiu heard news from Chu Feng from time to time.

Why did he test the swordsmanship of Huanglong Valley, destroy [-] forbidden troops in one battle, and go to Lin'an alone to rescue the Wuyue Sword Sect?

Even the palace comes and goes with ease.

Ding Chunqiu felt very happy when he heard this.

Fortunately, he didn't seek revenge. If he met this person, his life would definitely be unsafe.

Before entering the Central Plains this time, he specifically inquired, saying that Chu Feng had gone to Dali, and that this place was the territory of the Yuan 560 Kingdom, so Ding Chunqiu dared to come.

Unexpectedly, I met Chu Feng here.

At this moment, Ding Chunqiu was frightened out of his wits.

Chu Feng smiled coldly.

How could such a monster be allowed to escape once he encountered him?

He didn't say much, just stretched out his hand and pointed.

There was a soft chirp.

Ding Chunqiu suddenly stopped.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword." Chu Feng replied.

Everyone looked at Ding Chunqiu in surprise.

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A blood hole appeared in the middle of his forehead, and blood flowed out gurglingly.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Master Chu, you are so powerful. How come you know our Duan family's Six Meridians Divine Sword? Are you an elder of our Duan family?"

Duan Yu looked at Chu Feng with admiration in his eyes.

Chu Feng smiled and said nothing. It was difficult for him to answer this question. If Dao Baifeng was talking about it, he was really an elder.

The Three Dukes of Dali quickly came forward to pay their respects.

Chu Feng waved his hand.

Su Xinghe also burst into tears.

"It turns out to be Mr. Chu from Xiangyang. Thank you for killing this traitor on behalf of my master and avenging him!"

After Su Xinghe finished speaking, he knelt on the ground.

Behind him, several disciples also knelt down and worshiped.

Chu Feng accepted it calmly.

Su Xinghe stood up and said: "My lord has broken the chess game, please come into this sect and claim the land."

His master named himself here and said that if no one can crack the chess game, no one will be allowed in.

Therefore, Su Xinghe didn't know what was going on inside.

You can only follow the master's orders.

Chu Feng nodded and walked straight towards the wooden house.

This wooden house is also strange. It has no doors or windows, only walls.

Chu Feng seemed to have disappeared and walked straight over.

Before his body touched the wooden wall, his true energy had already burst out of his body.

The wooden wall was like loose sand, rustling into wood chips.

Everyone watched his back disappear into the darkness, and they all admired in their hearts.

Such a strong internal strength, this Xiangyang City Lord is really superb in martial arts.

Chapter 118: Kneel down and beg me to be the leader, and you will have the power within 70 years

Chu Feng entered the house. It was empty, and there was another wooden board not far away.

A voice came from behind the wooden board and said with surprise: "Finally someone is here. After my chess game was laid out, no one could solve it for decades. I didn't expect that someone finally solved it today!"

Chu Feng didn't stop and kept walking over. The wooden board was also broken open by his powerful strength.

The person inside took a deep breath and said in surprise: "What a powerful martial artist. Who are you?"

Chu Feng said lightly: "Xiangyang Chu Feng."

The man was silent for a while and said: "I didn't expect that after I had been living in seclusion for many years, a young hero like you would appear again in the world. It's just a pity..."

Chu Feng looked up and saw that the person speaking had a beard three feet long, not a hair gray, his face was like a crown of jade, and there was no wrinkle at all. He was obviously quite old, but he was still full of energy and elegant in demeanor.

His whole body was tied with a black rope, and the other end of the rope was connected to the beam, hanging him in the air.

Just because the wall behind him is dark in color, the rope is also black. The two blacks are stacked on top of each other, so the rope cannot be seen. At a glance, it looks like he is sitting in the sky.

Chu Feng cupped his fists and said, "Your Excellency must be Wu Yazi."

The man nodded, looked at it for a while, sighed and said:

"You are able to solve my chess game. Your intelligence and talent are no small feat, and your appearance is also extraordinary. It's just a pity that my martial arts skills are so overbearing that I need to remove my original internal strength. Your martial arts skills are already so superb. With my current skills, I'm afraid It’s hard to do.”

Chu Feng smiled faintly and said: "It doesn't matter, I don't covet your martial arts in the first place. I have already mastered the Beiming Magic Technique and Lingbo Weibu."

"What? You know the Beiming Divine Art? This, this is impossible!"

Wu Yazi was so shocked that he almost fell off the rope.

Chu Feng stretched out his hand to grab it, and used his Dragon Capturing Skill to pull Wu Yazi down from the rope.

He grasped the opponent's acupoints, performed the Beiming Divine Technique, and sucked the rolling internal energy into his body.

Chu Feng gave up after trying it, released Wu Yazi's wrist, and threw him to the ground.

Wu Yazi was stunned and asked: "Where did you learn this Beiming Divine Art? Why is it so profound that it is on par with my master?"

Chu Feng was silent.

Wu Yazi's mind was spinning, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

The founder of the Xiaoyao sect was Xiaoyaozi, and his three disciples were Tianshan Tonglao, Wuyazi and Li Qiu.

When Xiaoyaozi taught martial arts to the three of them, he never said who he studied under.

No matter how much they asked, they refused to reveal anything.

Could it be that this Chu Feng is actually the master's sect?

If they weren't from the same sect, how could they have such profound martial arts.

Although Chu Feng looks very young, his master has a magical martial arts called Changchun Kung Fu.

It is said that practicing this skill will not only lead to immortality, but also maintain youth forever.

It's just that not one of their three apprentices has fully mastered it.

Even the senior sister Tianshan Tonglao has only completed half of her training.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyaozi was very happy.

He quickly asked: "Is it possible that you are my master's fellow disciple?"

Chu Feng remained silent.

This is unclear.

Xiaoyaozi thought he had acquiesced, and immediately knelt down and worshiped.

"Uncle, for the sake of Master, please save our Xiaoyao Sect."

Chu Feng curled his lips and asked: "Are you talking about Ding Chunqiu? If so, there is no need to worry, he was killed by me just outside."

"What? Killed with one finger?" Xiaoyaozi opened his mouth in disbelief.

Even with his martial arts back then, he couldn't kill Ding Chunqiu with just one finger.

Is this uncle really so powerful?

Chu Feng nodded.

He didn't bother to say anything more, picked up Xiaoyaozi and walked out.

When they got outside, Su Xinghe immediately burst into tears with excitement.

He knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Master, you finally came out. Look, Lord Chu has killed Ding Chunqiu."

Xiaoyaozi looked at Ding Chunqiu, who had a hole in his forehead, and was extremely shocked.

Looking at this situation, he could really be killed with one finger.

The great revenge was avenged, and Xiaoyaozi sincerely thanked him: "Thank you so much, uncle, for your help. Back then, this traitor suddenly attacked me and threw me into a deep valley. I almost died at his hands. Fortunately, my eldest disciple Su Xinghe carried me out. I Only then was he able to survive and live an extra 30 years."

When Su Xinghe heard Xiaoyaozi calling him uncle, he couldn't help but be startled.

This Lord Chu is actually my uncle?

Their disciples were even more surprised. The generational difference was a bit too big.

Chu Feng said: "Ding Chunqiu has been eliminated. From now on, you don't need to remain anonymous and promote the Xiaoyao Sect again."

Xiaoyaozi smiled solemnly and said: "Uncle Mingjian, I have not recovered from my serious injury for 30 years. I have run out of energy and fuel, and I can't live for a few more days."

"Xinghe's aptitude is pretty good, but it's a pity that he led me astray, distracted, and went to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and other playful things. He can't learn my superior martial arts. .”

"In the past 30 years, I have only hoped to pass on my lifelong martial arts knowledge, but the opportunity is rare. If you are smart and have a bad nature, you may not make the same mistake of raising tigers and causing trouble; you have a good personality but lack of understanding."

"Seeing that my life is coming to an end and I can't wait any longer, I will make this treasure that I set out to the world public in order to find talents. Master, my deadline is approaching and I have no time to teach martial arts. Please ask Master. Take charge of Xiaoyao Sect and preserve a line of inheritance for my master."

Seeing the hesitation on Chu Feng's face, Xiaoyaozi took Chu Feng's palm and placed it on top of his head.

"Uncle, my nephew has no repayment, so I will give my more than seventy years of cultivation to my uncle to ask for his mercy."

After talking about the negative luck Beiming Divine Skill, a steady stream of internal energy was introduced into Chu Feng's body.

Su Xinghe and others looked sad, and they also bowed at the same time: "Please have mercy, uncle."

Chu Feng sighed, he had no choice but to accept this.

Although they have the same kind of Qi, Chu Feng doesn't want to all improve their cultivation of Beiming Divine Art.

Now Beiming Divine Art has reached the ninth level, no matter how high it is, it is of little use.

So all the 70 years of true energy was turned into ownerless true energy, and at the same time, the longevity wood longevity skill began to be absorbed.