Mu Qingxiao's attack was as fast as lightning. Ding Chunqiu was sent flying before he could react. He landed heavily on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt as if his internal organs had been displaced by the attack.
Ding Chunqiu coughed out another mouthful of blood. That attack had taken half of his life away. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to die when he saw his disciples panicking.
"You little b * stard, you know how to use the Wave-like Subtle Steps. No wonder you're so strong at such a young age. You must be the disciple of that old fart, Wu Yazi. I'll make you into a cauldron and make you beg for death!"
Mu Qingxiao sneered. He did not care about Ding Chunqiu's words at all. You'll lose if you take a dead person seriously.
Mu Qingxiao did not let him off easily. His Yin and Yang Qi grew and multiplied endlessly. He used his One Yang Finger to seal Ding Chunqiu's major acupuncture points. He used both his hands and feet to torture Ding Chunqiu until he screamed in agony. His screams were like that of a woman in labor.
Duan Zhengchun was shocked when he saw Mu Qingxiao's moves. That was Dali's secret technique, the One Yang Finger!
None of the Xingxiu Sect disciples dared to stop their master when they saw how badly he was beaten. Instead, they stood in the distance, trembling.
Ding Chunqiu was lying on the ground like a dead dog. His eyes were filled with horror. He had used so much of the Half-step Smiling Powder, but this kid was unharmed. It was so f * cking strange!
Ding Chunqiu saw that the situation was not good. He jumped up and ran away. He cursed in his heart. It was not easy for him to come to the Central Plains, but he ended up in such a sorry state. It was all that little b * stard Mu Qingxiao's fault!
Mu Qingxiao would not let him escape. He used the Wave-like Subtle Steps and caught up with Ding Chunqiu in an instant.
Although Ding Chunqiu's inner energy was at the master level, he was good at using poison. Without the poison, he only had inner energy. To Mu Qingxiao, he was nothing.
Ding Chunqiu was unable to dodge the palm strike, and it landed on his back. With the sound of bones cracking, Ding Chunqiu was directly smashed to the ground by the huge force. He was in a very sorry state, and there was no trace of his sage-like appearance.
Ding Chunqiu's eyes were filled with viciousness. Risking the risk of his tendons and meridians breaking, he circulated his internal energy with all his might. His palm quickly slapped toward Mu Qingxiao. At the same time, he used the Great Art of Strength Conversion. When his palm touched Mu Qingxiao's body, his eyes were filled with a triumphant smile.
In an instant, Mu Qingxiao felt a strange inner force invade her body. This must be Ding Chunqiu's technique. She sneered and quickly activated the Imperial Maiden Heart Sutra …
"Yes!"
In that instant, Ding Chunqiu's eyes widened as he stared at Mu Qingxiao in disbelief. It was as if he had seen a ghost. He screamed, "Little bastard, what kind of cultivation method did you cultivate? This is this immortal's inner strength!"
The Jianghu heroes around them looked at each other. They did not expect Nan Murong to be so powerful that even Xingxiu Old Monster was defeated by him.
Ding Chunqiu, who had lost all his internal energy, looked very old. His heart was filled with despair. He wanted to use the Great Art of Strength Conversion to disperse Mu Qingxiao's internal energy. He did not expect that the moment he touched her, his hand would be sucked to her body by a strong suction force. He could not move his hand even if he wanted to.
Most importantly, his internal energy was leaking out of his body like water. This made him very frightened. "Impossible! How can the Northern Underworld Power be so terrifying?"
Looking at his frightened face, Mu Qingxiao laughed and said, "When did I say that I cultivated the Northern Underworld Power? You arrogant fool. However, I have to thank you for your master-level internal energy. I believe that my strength will be improved. I will take your head to my master as a sacrifice!"
Then, Mu Qingxiao raised his palm and sucked a long sword from the ground. A cold light flashed and Ding Chunqiu's head was thrown high into the air, his eyes filled with hatred and fear! Blood spurted out from his body and Ding Chunqiu's head was thrown high into the air!
Seeing this, the disciples of Xingxiu Sect turned around and ran. Now that their master was dead, they were not stupid enough to wait for death.
At this moment, the Jianghu heroes finally came to their senses. They all gasped. The infamous Ding Chunqiu had been killed by Murong Fu. Moreover, Nan Murong seemed to have done it with ease.
Wang Yuyan and the others hurried over and looked at Mu Qingxiao worriedly. Deng Baichuan also took a linen cloth and quietly put Ding Chunqiu's head into it.
At this moment, Xue Muhua slowly walked forward and bowed respectfully to Mu Qingxiao. "Young Master Murong, I am very grateful to you for getting rid of evil in the Central Plains. May I know what is your relationship with the Xiaoyao Sect?"
Mu Qingxiao held out the Xiaoyao Ring and said, "I am the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect."
Hearing this, Xue Muhua's eyes flashed with nostalgia. He said respectfully, "Disciple Xue Muhua greets the leader. May I know how my master is doing?"
Leader?!
The heroes of Juxian Heights were shocked. They looked at Mu Qingxiao with surprise. Even the You Brothers did not know Xue Muhua's master, let alone the heroes. They did not expect Nan Murong to have such an identity.
Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Well, you don't have to be so polite. Old Master Su Xinghe has been living in seclusion in Beating Drum Mountain."
Xue Muhua bowed respectfully again and said, "Thank you, leader."
Suddenly, a shout came from the entrance of Juxian Heights. "Miss Wang, I'm here …"
Hearing this familiar voice, Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched. He turned around and saw that it was indeed the bookworm Duan Yu. This guy was really persistent. He would not give up until he reached the Yellow River.
Duan Yu quickly ran over. He first saw Wang Yuyan's pale face. After asking about his well-being, he quickly walked over to Wang Yuyan and flattered her. "Miss Wang, we meet again …"
Wang Yuyan just nodded slightly. Her hands involuntarily held Mu Qingxiao. Her beautiful eyes looked at him affectionately. She did not even look at Duan Yu.
Duan Yu saw that Wang Yuyan's heart was all on Mu Qingxiao. He suddenly felt jealous. He did not know that Wang Yuyan had already belonged to Mu Qingxiao in body and mind. She did not care about any other man except Mu Qingxiao.
Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Young Master Duan, how have you been?"
Duan Yu said unhappily, "No, no, no. I have not been able to eat or sleep well these days. Young Master Murong, I know you like martial arts, so I made a copy of Dali's Six Meridians Magical Sword. If you give Miss Wang to me, this Six Meridians Magical Sword will be yours. What do you think?"
Before Mu Qingxiao could say anything, Duan Zhengchun shouted angrily, "Nonsense. Six Meridians Magical Sword is a martial art of Dali. How dare you!"
Duan Yu only thought about Wang Yuyan. He did not care about the Six Meridians Magical Sword. "Father, my heart is filled with Miss Wang. I can't sleep at night. If I can't be with her day and night, what's the use of learning martial arts?"
Hearing this, Duan Zhengchun's body shook. He secretly scolded Duan Yu for being stupid. He was a sentimental person and could understand his son's feelings. Duan Yu was indeed his son. However, using the Six Meridians Magical Sword in exchange for a woman was simply absurd.
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