After ten years of cold window, you told me it was Zongwu?

Amidst the loud noise, the door of the quiet room flew up and smashed towards the crowd. An old man with white hair and childlike face flew out of it and landed on the open space, his gaze was like lightning, looking at the crowd.

All the Xingxiu disciples immediately lowered their heads like quails, and quietly retreated to Ding Chunqiu's side.

"Old Immortal Constellation, the mana is boundless..."

While flattering, he shouted: "Sect Leader, this is the person who is looking for trouble, and we have already used tricks to lure him here."

"That's right. This person has a vicious mind and dares to be an enemy of the sect leader. Later, the disciples must use eighteen tricks on him so that he will not be able to survive or die."

Ding Chunqiu's expression was cold, suddenly, with a wave of his hand, disciple Zuo Jin fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then lost his voice.

When the rest of the disciples saw it, they flattered wantonly, but stepped back in unison.

He didn't need to look back at the result at all, but he also knew how good his disciple was, so he fixed his eyes on Su Han.

"You're the one who came to trouble me? Hehe, I haven't been in the martial arts world for a long time. It seems that people in the martial arts world have forgotten my skills. A few youngsters dare to come to Xingxiu Sea to play wild!"

"A mere deserter from the Xiaoyao faction dares to brag about it." Su Han smirked, "Ding Chunqiu, I'm here today just for the Three Treasures of Xiaoyao, and I'll give you a pleasure by handing over my things. Otherwise..."

"presumptuous!"

Before Su Han could finish speaking, Ding Chunqiu was furious, and his body was like lightning, he had already rushed over, waved his palms repeatedly, and there was a forceful explosion in the void.

"Bianfanbufan, you have already broken through the innate!" Su Han admired, but his expression didn't change at all, he raised his palms to greet him, and fought hard with Ding Chunqiu several times in a row.

At this time, his innate qi has reached more than twenty years, he is not much less than Ding Chunqiu, standing on the spot, waving his palms calmly, as if strolling in a courtyard.

But Ding Chunqiu was not so relaxed.

In his 30s, when he broke through his innate talent, his true qi can be regarded as profound. With the addition of poisonous skills, when he competed with his peers in terms of skills, has he ever been at a disadvantage?

The person in front of him was just a young man less than 20 years old, so he should be able to handle him easily.

However, when he confronted him, he realized that he had thought too much.

The strength of the opponent's true energy is rare in the world.

The zhenqi was even hotter, making him suspect that his palms were almost roasted.

Forced to retreat by force, he retreated more than ten steps, looked down, and saw that the palm was red and black, exuding a burnt fragrance.

What's more serious is that a scorching zhenqi went up along the meridians, making him feel like he was on fire.

The poisonous qi that was originally urged by him to fight against the enemy was also pushed back towards the heart by this pure and pure qi.

Although the Huagong Dafa is miraculous, it only stores toxins in the meridians, and one must be careful to avoid the viscera, otherwise, the toxins will enter the internal organs, and the person will die before the magical power is completed.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu looked horrified, he quickly mobilized his zhenqi to resist it.

In the eyes of many Xingxiu sect disciples, Ding Chunqiu had only made a few moves, and then he retreated to the door with a changed expression, they couldn't help but make their expressions stagnate, and they couldn't even flatter him.

"Could it be that Ding Chunqiu is about to lose?"

Everyone was horrified.

Some disciples have already secretly moved their feet, wanting to change their sect.

"Ding Chunqiu is nothing more than that!"

Seeing that Ding Chunqiu was sweating profusely on his forehead, even his own Zhiyang Qi could not resist, Su Han couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

With a movement of his figure, he was already approaching, his fingers were as fast as lightning, and he directly touched the center of Ding Chunqiu's eyebrows.

Instantly, Ding Chunqiu realized the horror of the Soul Locking Curse.

"Ah... kill me!"

He raised his palm, wanting to slap his head, but felt that the energy in his body did not listen to him at all. Although the palm fell, it was not fatal. In a short time, his old face was swollen like a pig's head.

"Forgive me!"

"I am willing to hand over things, please give me back!!!"

Hearing Ding Chunqiu's scream, Xingxiu disciple's expressions changed.

Someone shouted: "My lord, I know where the old thief keeps his treasure!"

"I know too!"

The Xingxiu Sect is a very weird sect in the world of Jin Wu.

Other sects are ranked according to the order of entry and seniority.

But Xingxiu Sea is a small jungle, it only pays attention to the weak and the strong, as long as the strength is enough, it is not a problem to pull the leader down.

This is also the principle that Ding Chunqiu pursues.

Many disciples are also accumulating strength, ready to counterattack at any time.

Normally, Ding Chunqiu is not afraid.

At this moment, it has become his reminder!

"You..." Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth, his eyes widened with anger, like a wild beast that chooses to eat people, startled many disciples, fearing that he would fight back when he was dying, they couldn't help jumping away a few steps until they saw Ding Chunqiu lying on the ground Rolling around, I couldn't help shouting proudly again.

A bold disciple bypassed Ding Chunqiu and went straight into the quiet room, but after a while, he came out with his hands raised.

On the palm of one hand is a small cauldron, but the other hand is empty.

However, Su Han sensed that there should be a silk rope there, which is the treasure made by Ding Chunqiu—soft silk rope.

The small cauldron is six inches high, dark yellow in color, and the wood is delicate, like beautiful jade, and there are faint bloodshots emerging in the wood grain.

This object is the Shenmu Wangding.

Ding Chunqiu is able to practice poison kung fu, this thing can be regarded as the most important contribution.

As for the flexible silk thread, this thing is made of snow silk, almost invisible, in the original book, Ding Chunqiu used this thing to shine in the Shaolin Conference, and captured Ah Zi several feet away in full view, it can be said that he plotted against others weapon.

When Su Han grabbed it from the air, he felt a silk thread fall into his hand, and his true energy circulated. He just felt that the silk thread in his hand seemed to come alive, straight and straight as he wanted, and everything he wanted.

This flexible silk thread is very miraculous, it can be used to lock other people, and it can also be turned into a magic weapon to kill people.

Looking at Ding Chunqiu, at this moment, he has already fainted from the pain.

"Ding Chunqiu, borrow your head for use." With a thought, the soft silk thread ran across, and Ding Chunqiu's head fell off without sound.

Taking back the flexible silk thread, Su Han took a closer look and found that there was no dirt on it, so he couldn't help being happy.

"It's just a pity that snow silkworms don't make cocoons and spin very little silk. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more powerful than any armor to weave a snow silkworm garment with this?".

29 Accepting as a dog (asking for flowers)

"Lan Jian, concoct this head. Let's go to the pier in the Central Plains to pay homage to the master. It's impossible not to give gifts." Su Han ordered.

He didn't like Wu Yazi's true energy, but he was somewhat interested in the head of the Xiaoyao Sect and the Seven Treasure Ring.

Lan Jian was surprised: "The young master knows where the master is."

"Of course I know." Replied casually, picked up the Shenmu Wangding, asked how to use it, turned around and handed it to Zhujian.

After finishing these, look at everyone.

"Ding Chunqiu is dead, from now on this Xingxiu Sea will belong to me, do you have any objections?"

Everyone quickly bowed down.

"Greetings to the head, the head of Wencheng Wude, who will rule the world for thousands of years."

"..."

They don't have the slightest opinion on changing the head.

Su Han listened calmly to the crowd's flattery, and suddenly his figure moved, appearing beside the crowd, and tapped between their eyebrows.

In an instant, several people fell to the ground, covering their heads with their hands.

"Master..."

"We are willing to obey, please let the head take the trick!"

Su Han: "I remember your names, Lion Roar, Chasing the Wind, Chuchen, and Sirius. You have already fallen under the Soul Locking Curse, even if you find a great master, you can't solve it. Do you understand?"

The four reluctantly got up and kowtowed.

"I'll understand, I'll take it."

Only then did Su Han suppress the Soul Locking Curse for the four of them temporarily, and continued: "From now on, the Xingxiu Sect will cultivate poisonous insects as a business, and give me [-]% of the harvest every year, and send it to the Vulture Palace in Tianshan, and I will suppress the lock with you." Soul curse, otherwise, hehe! As for the rest, it’s up to you.”

"Yes."

Where did the crowd dare to object, they responded hastily.

Su Han: "Besides, since you have surrendered to me, then don't attack ordinary people indiscriminately, otherwise..."

His eyes fell on the four of them, "They are ruled by the four of you. If they have problems, I only ask you. If you are a dog, you have to act like a dog. If you are not a good dog, picking stars is a lesson from the past. I hope you are clear?"

"Yes, I will definitely bear in mind the lesson taught by the master."

Su Han nodded in satisfaction: "Go and bring out Ding Chunqiu's martial arts, I want to have a look."

"Yes."

The four of them took orders, cooperated very well, and quickly moved out Ding Chunqiu's decades-old belongings.

Huagong Dafa, Bone Transforming Palm, Crane Controlling Skill, Thousand Spiders and Myriad Poisonous Hands, Three Yin Centipede Claws, and Marrow-drawing Palm, except for Crane Controlling Skill, which is a skillful technique for holding objects from a distance, the others are all poisonous skills, and they are all poisonous skills. It is a routine of killing one thousand enemies and five hundred self-kills.

Su Han looked it over and wrote it down, not even thinking about researching it.

After all, he has no interest in training himself to be a poisonous person.

In addition to martial arts, there are also many poisons refined by Ding Chunqiu - heart-piercing needle, bliss thorn, Xiaoyao Sanxiao San...

For these, he is more interested.

With Ding Chunqiu's decades of research on poisons, he has more confidence in making alchemy with manggu and vermilion clams.

"The money will be sent to Vulture Palace, and the rest should be divided among you."

Randomly took several kinds of poisons and antidote and put them on his body, Su Han didn't miss it, and left the mess of Xingxiu Sect to the four chasing Fengzi.

The four were overjoyed.

Whether it is Huagong Dafa or all kinds of magical skills, the new head doesn't like it, but they have long coveted it.

……