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"Is this the end?"

"Isn't the old monster Xingxiu famous for his fierce reputation? Why can't he survive a hundred moves in the hands of Gang Leader Murong?"

"Gang Leader Murong is truly unparalleled in his skills."

Everyone was moved.

Although the Xingxiu Sect has not come to the Central Plains for a long time, its evil reputation has been spread throughout the Central Plains.

Now that all the founders of the founding sect have been captured, one can imagine how strong the impact is.

"Master!"

Zhaixingzi and others also looked at Ding Chunqiu in disbelief.

Ding Chunqiu's face was gloomy. Against Ning Yuan, he was perfectly restrained in all his internal skills, light skills, and moves. Even his proud poison skills had no effect. It was difficult for him to remain undefeated.

Soon, other members of the Xingxiu Sect were also arrested.

When Ah Zi saw this scene, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Although he knew that Murong Fu had a great reputation, he did not expect that the old monster Xingxiu who brought him so much fear, the terrifying old monster who was invincible in his eyes, would be defeated by the opponent with dozens of moves.

"Isn't the Dafa of transforming energy the most powerful? Why..."

Azi murmured to herself.

She stole the sacred wooden king tripod just to practice the art of transforming energy.

Now that the old monster Xingxiu who created this martial art has been easily defeated, even if she masters this martial art, what is the use?

Still he would not be Murong Fu's opponent.

"Whatever transformation method is the strongest, your husband's martial arts is the strongest."

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but snorted when she heard Ah Zi's mumbling.

Ah Zi did not refute this time.

Her brain was now completely shocked.

No thought at all.

…

"Congratulations to the gang leader for your incredible achievements and your awesomeness throughout the world!"

"Congratulations to the gang leader for capturing this old Xingxiu monster and eliminating harm to the martial arts world."

"Congratulations to Gang Leader Murong for another brilliant achievement!"

Whether they were members of the Beggar Clan or other martial arts figures, they all immediately spoke to congratulate him.

"Brothers, I love you so much. This old monster from Xingxiu became famous in the world thirty years ago. Little did he know that the waves in the world were changing, and each wave was stronger than the last. His time has long passed, and now he still dares to return to the Central Plains and commit evil acts. , even if you don’t meet me, you will meet others who are doing harm to the people.”

Ning Yuan said with a smile and cupped his hands.

"Gang Leader, what should we do with Ding Chunqiu and the people from the Xingxiu Sect?"

At this time, Chen Guyan stepped forward and asked.

"Bring the people down first and judge their crimes one by one. As for Ding Chunqiu, he is the leader of the faction and cannot be neglected. I will hand him over to his master for disposal."

Ning Yuan said casually.

"yes!"

After hearing this, everyone immediately clasped their fists to show their understanding.

"Now that this little episode has passed, I would like to invite all brothers to sit down and drink wine together."

Ning Yuan shouted loudly while holding a jar of wine.

The people around him immediately applauded and agreed.

If there were doubts about Ning Yuan's strength and record before, but just now, he easily captured alive the most difficult Xingxiu monster in the world, which made no one dare to underestimate him.

Ding Chunqiu's power-transforming method is notorious and makes many people fear him.

After all, once you are tricked, your life's cultivation will turn into running water.

Decades of hard work were ruined.

This is worse than death.

Soon, everyone was seated.

Jars and jars of wine were brought up.

A'Zhu and the six of them sat at a table alone.

After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere in the county became more and more lively.

It didn't end until late at night.

In the main hall of the Beggar Clan.

Ning Yuan sat at the top, looked at Elder Chuan Gong, and suddenly said: "Elder Xiang, as the leader of the Beggar Clan, I should strengthen the Clan. I decided to dedicate my family's secret knowledge to the Clan. I wonder what Elder Xiang thinks? "

As soon as these words came out, many elders present immediately showed moved expressions.

Elder Chuan Gong sat up in shock, "Gang leader, is this true?"

After he finished speaking, he came to his senses and quickly explained: "Gang leader, the movement of stars is a secret skill passed down from the Murong family. If you stay in the Beggar Clan, will you..."

"Elder Xiang, there is no need to say more. Since I am now the leader of the Beggar Clan, I should contribute to the strength of the Beggar Clan."

Ning Yuan said with a righteous expression.

At the same time, he took out the secret book of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan" from his arms.

"The gang leader is righteous!"

All the elders present stood up with solemn expressions and saluted Ning Yuan with clasped fists, their faces full of admiration.

What kind of sentiment is it to dedicate the secret knowledge inherited from the family, and it is also the first-class secret skill in the world, to the gang?

"From now on, our Beggar Clan will have three great secrets spread!"

Bai Shijing also said with a smile.

"Elders, I am going to attend an invitation and will not stay in the gang. All affairs in the gang will be handled by Deputy Gang Leader Bai. Except for Elder Xiang, all the elders can go back to rest."

"I'll understand later."

All the elders stood up and left.

Only Ning Yuan and Elder Chuan Gong were left in the hall.

"I wonder what the gang leader needs from me?"

Elder Chuan Gong asked carefully.

Ba Shu 69 new

"Elder Xiang, don't be nervous. This is the secret book of "Star Movement" that I promised. Please keep it."

Ning Yuan pushed the secret book in front of the elder Chuan Gong.

The expression of the elder Chuan Gong was solemn. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu was not just talking about it. He solemnly took the secret book, stood up excitedly and said: "Don't worry, leader, I will definitely protect the secret skill."

"Um."

Ning Yuan nodded slightly, and then said: "As the leader of the Beggar Clan, I have already mastered the "Dog Beating Stick Technique". I wonder, Elder Xiang, where is the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", the number one skill of my Beggar Clan?"

Upon hearing this, the Chuan Gong elder suddenly raised his head and looked at Ning Yuan, who had a smile on his face.

It was only then that he understood why the other party suddenly mentioned that he wanted to leave the "Star Movement" in the Beggar Clan. This was clearly his idea of ​​"The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon".

Elder Xiang was a little hesitant and wanted to refuse, but now he was holding the secret book of Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan in his hand, and for a while he was a bit stuck.

"Elder Xiang? What? As the leader of the Beggar Clan, can't I still practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Ning Yuan asked still warmly.

Elder Xiang came back to his senses, quickly lowered his head, clasped his fists and said, "As the leader of the Beggar Clan, he can naturally practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and this is a unique skill that only the leader can practice."

As he said this, Elder Xiang also sighed softly.

He really had no reason to refuse.

Since Murong Fu was chosen as the leader of the Beggar Clan, he is naturally qualified to practice the martial arts that only the leader can practice.

"This subordinate will go and bring the secret book to the gang leader."

Elder Xiang stood up and clasped his fists and said.

"Thank you, Elder Xiang!"

Ning Yuan nodded with a smile and watched Elder Xiang leave.

Although he sacrificed everything to make the other party unable to refuse, he didn't care.

After all, he was just a passerby, and the Murong family's secret knowledge would not have any impact on him if it spread.

On the contrary, having one more superb martial arts might bring him more benefits.

…

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

In the room, Ning Yuan looked through the secret books.

The smile on his face is getting bigger and bigger.

At the same time, his attributes have also changed a lot again.

[The world you live in: The Eight Parts of Tianlong]

[Countdown to escape: 40 days]

【Luck: 555】

[Current identity: Murong Fu]

[Current talent: Thousand Miles in a Day (in effect, practice speed increased by 100 times)]

[Cultivation: Super First Class]

[Martial Arts: Beiming Divine Kung Fu, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu, Six Meridians Divine Sword, Lingbo Weibu, Star Shift, Shenhe Finger, Dog Beating Stick Technique...]

"Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms actually directly increased my luck by 50 points. Adding the luck gained from my previous position as leader of the Beggar Clan, it already exceeds 100 points."

"It seems that the way to obtain luck is not just to seize the opportunity of the protagonist. This is just the simplest and clearest way."

Ning Yuan thought silently in his heart.

His becoming the leader of the Beggar Clan may have robbed Zhuang Juxian of his luck, but obtaining the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms would not affect Qiao Feng. After all, Qiao Feng had already mastered this martial art.

There is no conflict between the two parties.

"Now, it's just a matter of finding the right opportunity to fully master the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

"Just after I gain Wu Yazi's 70-year skill in this Zhenlong chess game, I can take another step forward with the help of my cousin!"

Ning Yuan's eyes gradually became firm.

…

The next day.

Ning Yuan came to the place where Ding Chunqiu was imprisoned.

Seeing Ning Yuan, Ding Chunqiu asked with an ugly face: "Murong Fu, what do you want to do?"

"Ding Chunqiu, it seems that after so many years of being praised by others, you have forgotten your current identity."

Ning Yuan sneered, "Are the prisoners under my command qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

"you!"

Ding Chunqiu's face turned green and white in turns. How many years had it passed before he had ever suffered such humiliation?

For so many years, he had always been praised by others, but now he was stepped on, which made Ding Chunqiu secretly resentful.

"Ding Chunqiu, let me lend you my skills."

Ning Yuan's hand suddenly grabbed Ding Chunqiu's shoulder, and the next moment Beiming's magical power was activated. Ding Chunqiu's face suddenly turned pale, his whole body trembled, and the power poured into Ning Yuan's body uncontrollably.

"How dare you absorb my power?"

Ding Chunqiu's eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief: "I have poison skills, aren't you afraid of poisoning yourself to death?"

"Ding Chunqiu, it seems that you don't understand the "Beiming Divine Art" at all. It is just a poisonous art that can be transformed with a snap of the finger. It is no different from ordinary infuriating energy."

The corners of Ning Yuan's lips curled up slightly.

Feeling that the true energy in his body began to increase again, Ning Yuan's face became more and more smiley, "This is much more refreshing than practicing hard on your own."

A strange color flashed across Ning Yuan's eyes.

Even if the increase is ten thousand times, it is not as powerful as attracting a master of the same level.

As all his skills were taken away by Ning Yuan, Ding Chunqiu's rosy complexion became older at a speed visible to the naked eye.