The visitor's tone was so arrogant that he almost didn't pay attention to the many people in the world. He even called himself an "old immortal". He was so arrogant that there was no limit to it.

For a while, before the visitor showed up, he had already succeeded in arousing the resentment of the people in the arena. They all secretly thought about who this visitor was. How dare he be so arrogant and unruly when the world's heroes gathered together.

Xuanci also frowned, having roughly guessed the identity of the visitor.

"Amitabha, the person here is Ding Chunqiu of the Xingxiu Sect, head Ding?"

"That's right! It's the old immortal and my Dharma frame has arrived. Why don't you hurry up to the mountain gate to greet the old immortal?"

Xuanci's face turned ugly all of a sudden. This Ding Chunqiu really had such a strong tone!

Xuanci was already slightly angry when he interrupted the opening of the conference.

But as the host, he could only patiently say a few polite words to Ding Chunqiu, but who would have thought that Ding Chunqiu would just rub his nose in the face and want everyone to go to the mountain gate to greet you? Do you really think you are an old man?

What a fairy?!

"If Master Ding wants to participate in this martial arts competition, he can just come in by himself. Why should I wait to greet him? Is it possible that Master Ding is afraid? Don't you dare to enter my Shaolin Mountain Gate?"

Ding Chunqiu was so arrogant that Xuanci didn't bother to be polite to him and just stabbed him back.

This man has probably offended most of the people present now. If he really dares to come in, someone will inevitably make things difficult for him. Xuanci wants to see if Ding Chunqiu dares to step into his Shaolin Mountain Gate today.

Xuanci never expected how arrogant Ding Chunqiu was.

In his opinion, in this world of martial arts, except for the young master from Tianshan who was someone he could not afford to mess with, everyone else was just a low-ranking gangster.

After all, he was also from the Xiaoyao sect. After seeing the superb martial arts cultivation of the three elders of Xiaoyao, his horizons naturally became higher.

And he also thinks that he is now in the same state as the Xiaoyao Three Elders, and he can naturally regard the heroes of the world as nothing.

"Haha, you bald donkey, you still use the method of provoking generals to provoke me, the old immortal? Where in this world can I, the old immortal, not go? Who dares to block my way, the old immortal?"

"You should prepare as soon as possible, recite sincerely and silently, and wait for the arrival of my magic frame, Old Immortal!"

As soon as Ding Chunqiu said this, most of the martial arts people present had dark faces. Many people had silently clenched the swords in their hands, waiting for the old monster Xingxiu to step into the temple and ask him for advice!

Not long after, a sound of blowing and beating came from a distance.

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, the Dharma Master in the Central Plains, has vast supernatural powers and boundless magical power!"

Everyone looked for the sound and saw a group of minions walking towards the field from a distance. At the moment, there were a few people holding gongs, drums and suonas to clear the way, beating and shouting slogans, while behind them there were several people carrying a sliding pole.

, sitting on it was an old man with white beard and hair, but a ruddy complexion and skin like a baby.

This person is clearly Ding Chunqiu, the old monster from Xingxiu. Let's not talk about anything else. At least with his flowing long hair and childish face, he still looks a bit like an old god.

It has to be said that the martial arts of Xiaoyao sect is indeed mysterious. Among Xiaoyao sect members, except for Su Xinghe’s skinny old man’s appearance, which is somewhat unattractive, even thieves like Ding Chunqiu have an air of immortality.

appearance.

Ding Chunqiu was also very satisfied with his appearance. He was secretly feeling proud in his heart when he saw a young Taoist priest suddenly blocking his way.

Before Ding Chunqiu could say anything, among the gangsters, a handsome young man in green clothes, who seemed to be the leader, said, "Who are you? How dare you stand in the old immortal's frame? I'm afraid that's not the case.

Are you tired of living?"

Lu Zhi glanced at him lightly: "Fa Zhi? I think your posture is more like a funeral, right?"

It is estimated that only Ding Chunqiu could come up with such a blowing and beating posture. Don't you know that it is also like this during a funeral?

After hearing what Lu Zhi said, the young man's expression suddenly changed, and even Ding Chunqiu's face suddenly flashed a ferocious look.

This damn calf nose is cursing me to death!

"You're a boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

Ding Chunqiu sternly scolded, and instantly waved the feather fan in his hand towards Lu Zhi.

In an instant, the wind blew violently!

Ding Chunqiu's Qi cultivation is really quite good. With a wave of his hand, he sent out a strong wind and hit Lu Zhi, but that's all. Ding Chunqiu's fan seemed quite powerful, but in fact

All the energy was used to stir up the strong wind, and it had no lethality at all.

Well, you can't say that, because Ding Chunqiu's killer move was all in the poisonous powder hidden in the strong wind, but these poisons were useless to Lu Zhi, so his move was all superficial.

It's also true that it doesn't have any lethality.

Ding Chunqiu was also confident. After sending out the fan, he stopped taking action and just leaned back on the sliding rod.

In order to set off Ding Chunqiu's 'magical skills', the disciple of the Tsing Yi Xingxiu Sect also quickly spoke up and explained from the side.

"Boy! You have been hit by the old immortal's life-stimulating powder. In less than an hour or three, your whole body will rot and die! Why don't you kneel down and beg the old immortal to spare your life!"

The other disciples of the Xingxiu Sect also jumped on their feet and shouted: "Little Taoist priest, you have been hit by the old immortal's magical power, and you will no longer be able to survive!"

"Quickly kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise the old immortal will let you die without a place to die!"

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, your magic power is boundless! You, a little Taoist priest who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, actually offended the old Immortal. After your death, you will definitely go to the eighteen levels of hell, and you will never be reincarnated!"

Faced with the clamor of this group of clowns, Lu Zhi was already impatient and immediately raised his hand to grab a handful of the air!

In an instant, there was a loud noise in the field again, and then the poisonous powder walking in the air suddenly gathered into the palm of Lu Zhi's palm like all the rivers returning to the sea, and rotated and compressed into a black ball the size of a fingernail.

.

"Old monster Xingxiu, does your poisonous skill seem to be nothing more than this?"

"!!!"

Lu Zhi's skill can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. Compared with Ding Chunqiu's previous skill of waving a fan to draw the wind, it is many times better. It can be said to be miraculous.

"Who are you, little Taoist priest?!"

Seeing Lu Zhi's mysterious Tai Chi power, Ding Chunqiu was also shocked. Even he couldn't do such a thing!

"Pindao Wudang Lu Zhi, a few months ago, Pindao promised to others that if he encounters you in the rivers and lakes, he will easily capture you and send you to be punished. Do you want to capture you yourself, or wait for Pindao to do it himself?

?”

At this moment, Ding Chunqiu almost exploded with anger. He thought that he was already arrogant and unruly because he called himself an immortal, but he didn't expect that the little Taoist priest in front of him was even more arrogant than him.

You still allow yourself to be captured without any help? It’s really too much of a lie!

"Boy! Come and die!"

In anger, Ding Chunqiu could no longer maintain the posture of the old god. He immediately jumped up from the sliding pole with a ferocious expression, and swooped down from mid-air toward Lu Zhi like a big crane, and struck him with a palm.

Take a shot from the head.

As soon as he saw Ding Chunqiu's purple-colored palm, Lu Zhi knew that there must be poison in this guy's palm, but he was not afraid, and he met it with a palm without hesitation.

boom!

With a loud explosion, violent energy and strong winds burst out in an instant, and the bluestone-paved square of the Shaolin Temple exploded with cracks!

After the fight, Lu Zhi discovered that he seemed to underestimate Ding Chunqiu. His Qi cultivation was almost as good as that of Li Qiu Shui. No wonder he was so conceited.

And Ding Chunqiu was even more shocked. His palm, carrying the huge force falling from the sky, should have been unstoppable.

But the moment he collided with Lu Zhi's palms, he was shocked to discover that Lu Zhi's skill was far beyond his own!

With this palm strike, he felt like he was hitting the towering mountain with a palm. The force of the shock that came instantly almost broke his hand and caused him to vomit blood on the spot!

So much so that he couldn't even use the secret hand and energy-transforming techniques he had prepared, and was instantly knocked back into the air, flying back faster than when he came in!
Chapter completed!