After the arm was broken, blood splashed, Ding Chunqiu was also a ruthless person, he knew that this was a critical moment of life and death.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he used his internal force to touch the acupuncture points on his arm, stopping the bleeding wound.

At the same time, Ding Chunqiu's footsteps didn't stop, and he retreated quickly towards the position where he was descending the mountain.

On the other side, after Chen Feng cut off Ding Chunqiu's arm, he was also a little dazed when he saw the other party dodge and fly back without hesitation.

This is really experienced in the world. Once the situation is invincible, he will immediately "tighten the wind and scream".

He really thought of himself as Jian Jiuhuang. (PS: A character in Swordsman in the Snow, his catchphrase is "the wind is tight, pull out").

However, after a while, Chen Feng came back to his senses, looked at the back of Ding Chunqiu fleeing in embarrassment and smiled.

"This Ding Chunqiu, could it be that he thought that he could escape directly in front of me?"

"The "Lingbo Weibu", which is really regarded as my innate realm, is a display that can't be done."

He muttered to himself in his heart, Chen Feng had no intention of letting Ding Chunqiu go just like that.

Not to mention Master Wu Yazi's great enmity, where else is it.

Just talking about myself, breaking one of Ding Chunqiu's arms is enough to make Ding Chunqiu, a villain, hate him.

Although Chen Feng is not afraid of Ding Chunqiu, it doesn't mean he is willing to be missed by an old guy who is good at poisoning.

Therefore, watching Ding Chunqiu flee in embarrassment, the distance is getting farther and farther away.

Chen Feng lifted the long sword in his hand, moved "Lingbo Weibu", and quickly chased towards Ding Chunqiu's position.

Relying on Chen Feng's lightness kung fu in the innate realm, within a short while, he had come from behind, surpassed Ding Chunqiu's position, and blocked him directly.

However, at this time, Chen Feng had already made up his mind, so naturally he would not hesitate any more.

He didn't open his mouth either, and if he said anything to Ding Chunqiu, it was just a sword, slashing towards Ding Chunqiu's chest.

At this moment, Ding Chunqiu's spirits were all dying, one was that he did not expect that Chen Feng would catch up to him so quickly.

The other one was that he didn't expect that Chen Feng would do it as soon as he caught up, and he didn't want to say a word to himself at all.

At this time, his first thought was to ask for mercy.

But he didn't expect that Chen Feng's sword moves were too fierce, and he was suppressed, so he had no chance to speak.

He could only fight desperately to protect himself from Chen Feng's sword.

By the way, see if you can find an opportunity to beg for mercy or escape from this place.

At this time, his heart can be said to be full of remorse.

He regretted that he should not have come to this place, he regretted that he should have underestimated Chen Feng, and the most regretful thing was that he did not escape from this place in time when he saw Chen Feng make a move.

Chen Feng didn't know what was going on in Ding Chunqiu's mind, nor was he interested in knowing.

He only knew that Ding Chunqiu must be subdued today, and he must be pressed to the grave of Master Wu Yazi to pay homage to him.

Therefore, at this time, Chen Feng's shot did not mean to hold back at all.

The sword energy flew across, and the energy was raging, Ding Chunqiu's resistance became more and more difficult.

After another ten rounds of fighting, Ding Chunqiu was cut off by Chen Feng, and at the same time, he was also pressed by Chen Feng's acupuncture points, making him unable to move.

With Ding Chunqiu who had been subdued, Chen Feng returned to the Zhenlong chess game.

At this time, the goal set by him and Su Xinghe has been achieved, and Chen Feng, as the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, announced the end of "meeting friends through chess".

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng led Su Xinghe, together with a group of disciples from the Xiaoyao Sect, bid farewell to all the people present at Leigu Mountain one by one.

After everything was over, Ding Chunqiu, who couldn't move his body, couldn't speak, and looked miserable, came to Wu Yazi's grave.

Looking at Wu Yazi's brand new grave, perhaps, knowing his own fate is coming.

Ding Chunqiu's eyes constantly revealed various complex emotions such as frustration, despair, fear, regret, etc.

All these, Chen Feng, Su Xinghe and others didn't care, they just suppressed him and knelt down in front of Wu Yazi's grave.

Afterwards, a group of people, headed by Chen Feng and Su Xinghe, also knelt in front of Wu Yazi's grave.

"Master, this disciple has captured the sect traitor Ding Chunqiu, please rest your soul in heaven."

Chen Feng said.

Su Xinghe on the side looked at the scene in front of him and looked back at the past, crying even more.

Looking at Wu Yazi's newly built tomb, he also opened his mouth and said:

"Master, with the younger brother in charge, our Xiaoyao Sect is very good now."

"All the disciples of the sect have returned to the sect, master, don't worry."

In addition, a group of disciples and grandchildren who came back also sincerely bowed down to the ancestor Wu Yazi.

After waiting for everything, Chen Feng said to Su Xinghe:

"Brother, let Ding Chunqiu be handled by you."

"After all, all these years, it is because of his actions that you and the master have suffered so much."

"Well, thank you, Master Sect Master."

Su Xinghe nodded, without refusing.

Pulling out the long sword in his hand, he cut towards Ding Chunqiu's head.

Without any accidents, a generation of villains in the Jianghu, the Xingxiu old monster, was decapitated, and his story ended from this moment.

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