Gossip rivers and lakes, I tell fortunes and storytellers in Qixia Town

"Master is really eccentric!"

This palm hit Ding ChunQiu's internal organs bleeding, his bones were completely broken, even though he was careless, but he still didn't expect Xu Zhu's palm to have such a great power, so he didn't stay for long at the moment, backed up again and again and said in a deep voice.

"Little monk, I will take back what is on your body sooner or later!"

"You wait!"

"let's go!"

Xu Zhu clasped his palms together, his gaze is tangled.

He promised Wu Yazi to get rid of Ding Chunqiu.

But two hours ago, he was still a young monk, and he had to abide by the precepts of Shaolin Temple, and of course killing was unacceptable.

After two hours, there was no way for him to accept such a psychological journey, so when he watched Ding Chunqiu leave, his eyes were very troubled.

Before he could come to a conclusion, a loud cry came from behind him.

"what!"

Xu Zhu stared back and looked back, immediately said in horror.

"Uncle Master!"

I saw You TanZhi hit XuanNan, just got up from XuanNan's body, he saw XuanNan lying on the ground with black and purple face, foaming at the mouth.

Seeing this, Xu Zhu knew that the purpose of Ding ChunQiu's sacrifice of his disciples was to feed them the poison from his disciples.

Thinking of Ding Chunqiu's poisonous plot, Xu Zhu's eyes were angry immediately, but when he turned his head, he saw that Ding Chunqiu had already run away and disappeared.

So he hurried to Xuannan's side with an anxious expression on his face.

"Oops!" Su Xinghe glanced at Xuannan's expression and frowned.

"It's Ding Chunqiu's poison!"

Seeing this, Xu Zhu hastily grabbed You TanZhi who was about to run away, and roared.

"What about the antidote?"

"Give me the antidote!"

You Tanzhi was already paralyzed by fright, and seeing that Ding Chunqiu had gone to nowhere, he waved his hands in a panic.

"I...I don't have an antidote either!"

"Three Smiles and Happy Sans, only the master has the antidote, we..."

Hearing that it was Sanxiao Xiaoyaosan, Su Xinghe and Hangu Eight Friends immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.

After being hit by the Three Smiles Xiaoyao San, unless Ding Chunqiu came back to give the antidote, otherwise there would be only a dead end.

Although there are some experts in using poison among them, but no one is more powerful than Ding Chunqiu in using poison, there is no other way than to stand by and look helpless.

"Master, Ding Chunqiu's poison, once he is poisoned, even the master and the old man can't cure it, Master Xuannan is probably..."

As soon as the words finished, Duan Yu hurried over to remind him.

"Second brother, the antidote!"

"Mr. Xiao's antidote!"

Xu Zhu suddenly came to his senses, slapped his forehead, took out a tablet from his pocket, and hurriedly gave it to XuanNan to take.

I saw that after XuanNan took Xu Zhu's medicine, within three breaths, a puddle of black blood flowed out from his mouth and nose.

In a few more seconds, his breathing has already calmed down.

Seeing Xu Zhu operate like this, Su Xinghe looked at Xu Zhu in shock and couldn't help asking.

"This... what is this?"

Seeing that Xuannan finally recovered, Xu Zhu heaved a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Xiao is really clever!"

"It turns out that Uncle Master is the one I want to save!"

Xu Zhu paused while talking, and then continued to explain.

"When Mr. Xiao and I said goodbye, Mr. Xiao gave me this elixir, called Niuhuang Jiedu Tablets."

"At that time, I was also very puzzled, why the medicine was sent to me."

"It seems that Mr. Xiao is going to Ding Chunqiu early in the morning, that old thief will plot against my uncle!"

Bezoar detoxification tablets?

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, very shocked.

"This is Ding Chunqiu's poison, is this how to get rid of it?"

"No, is this really calculated? It's amazing!"

"My god, is there anything Mr. Xiao can't do?"

"It is rumored that no one can cure Ding Chunqiu's poison, especially his Sanxiao Xiaoyao San. Who would have thought that Mr. Xiao would be cured with just one pill?!"

"Is this the strength of Mr. Xiao? Being poisoned by Ding Chunqiu is almost a certain death situation. Mr. Xiao's move is undoubtedly a living flesh, bringing the dead back to life!"

"Stop talking, go find Mr. Xiao!"

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Seeing this, Su Xinghe couldn't help looking at Xu Zhu, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Master!"

"You have this kind of elixir, and you will be invincible against Nading Chunqiu!"

"Please also fulfill the master's last wish! Clean up the sect, except for the villain Ding Chunqiu!"

Xu Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked towards Ding Chuqiu's escape direction, clenched his fists and said coldly.

"I... will definitely kill that old thief Ding Chunqiu!"

"If it wasn't for Mr. Xiao's foresight, today's master uncle will definitely be killed by this Ding Chunqiu!"

"However... before that, I have to go to Qixia Town again."

"There are some things that haven't been done yet!"

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the other side.

Outside Xiangyang City, Dugu Sword Tomb.

Feng Qingyang finally found the place Xiao Xuan said, but standing in front of Jianzhong at this moment, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Where's the sword?"

"Didn't you say it was Jianzhong?"

The sword mound of Dugu Qiubai is very simple, there are only four huge stones, each of which has a passage of Dugu Qiubai's words, and two of the huge stones have two swords stuck in them.

Among the remaining two boulders, a rotten wooden sword was inserted into one boulder, while the other boulder was empty.

If this rotten wooden sword can barely be regarded as a sword, there are only three swords.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly thought of the words Xiao Xuan said when he was fortune-telling.

I don't ask too much, as long as you go to the sword mound and bring me four swords, it will be your hexagram.

Feng Qingyang looked at Jianzhong with only three swords left in front of him, and couldn't help stamping his feet.

"This bastard!"

"Take care of me!"

Chapter 76 The decisive battle at Jianzhong, the sword of Dugu seeking defeat

Under the twilight, the shadows of the trees dance, and the sound of nature is silent.

Feng Qingyang hugged his beard, stepped on the first boulder with one foot, and looked at the sword on the boulder carefully under the silver starlight.

Against the moonlight, this sword shone with a cold blue light. After enduring a hundred years of loneliness here, there were already a little rust on the body of the sword, but the blade still exuded a chill.

There is a line of small characters engraved on every huge stone placed in the Sword Tomb.

Although it is a word, there is a sword energy hidden in the words. What is incompatible with the sharp sword on the boulder is that although this sword is sharp, it is not as sharp as the sword energy in the words, let alone restrained.

After glancing at the writing on the boulder, Feng Qingyang murmured.

[Sharp and fierce, invincible, before the weak crown, he used it to compete with the heroes of Heshuo. 】

Before the weak crown....

At such an age, Feng Qingyang could not help praising him inwardly because he had already used this sword to fight for supremacy, he really is a heroic boy.

Although I have heard Xiao Xuan say it once in Qixia Town, but when I saw this line with my own eyes, I still couldn't help but praise it in my heart.

Stretching out his fingers to gently stroke the sharp sword that Dugu Qiubai used in front of the weak crown, Feng Qingyang's eyes gradually became serious.

When I first touched it, I only felt that the sword was cold, as if I was stroking a corpse that had been cold for a long time.

But slowly, Feng Qingyang felt a sword energy in this icy chill.

Then there are two...

three ways....

The sword energy emerges endlessly, and the sword intent is endless.

Gradually, amidst the sword qi, Feng Qingyang seemed to see a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse standing in front of him.

The young man's brows and eyes were full of sharpness, and his eyes were full of invincible pride.

It was a proud boy.

Even though the young man looked younger than the weak crown, he had the eyes and arrogance of a king.

The figure held a sharp sword in his hand, glanced at Feng Qingyang lightly, and raised his chin arrogantly, as if looking at a defeated opponent.

Although Feng Qingyang didn't know what happened.

But when I saw this young man, I became interested instantly.

Picking up a fresh and tender branch on the ground, he hugged his beard and joked.

"He's not big, but he's quite crazy."

"Let this old man see what you are capable of!"

The young man didn't make a sound, just glanced at the branch in Feng Qingyang's hand lightly, with even more disdain in his eyes.

Although Feng Qingyang joked about the young man, there was no slightest scorn in his heart.

Staring at the young man, just as he was secretly guessing when he would draw the sword, he saw a blue light flashing from the sword in the young man's hand.

Feng Qingyang only felt that it was a bit dazzling for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the young man had already charged in front of him with a sword.

The sharpness of the sword's edge is far better than that of today's Jianghu's [-]% sword masters.

Seeing such a sharp sword strike by the young man, the smile on the corner of his mouth was put away immediately, and his eyes were not fixed on the sharp sword that was shining with blue light, but on the young man.

It wasn't until the sword's edge came in front of him that Feng Qingyang raised his arm, and a branch hit the weakest part of the sword.

The young man staggered, turned his sword, and passed by Feng Qingyang.

Immediately following Feng Qingyang, when the young man landed unsteadily, he quickly followed the sword behind the young man, who was hit by Feng Qingyang's sword immediately behind the young man, his figure became illusory, and then disappeared.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Feng Qingyang only felt the shadow of Dugu Nine Swords in the sword.

The sword intent is fierce, only talking about offense but no defense at all.

This is different from most swordsmen in the world.

Except for the Dugu Nine Swords in the Jianghu, he has never seen anyone whose sword can only focus on offense and not defense.

This is exactly the essence of Dugu Nine Swords.

That boy just now...