Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 172 Execution of Ding Chunqiu, the number one master of the Liao Army
The majestic master of the Concentration Realm, the head of the Xingxiu Sect, the body-protecting true qi on his body is as crisp as paper in front of Yang Ming's saber light, and has no resistance at all.

Ding Chunqiu was in pain, he could only continue to fly and dodge as much as possible, changing directions constantly, avoiding the chilling saber aura.

From the point of view of a bystander, Ding Chunqiu's body is extremely handsome, his body is almost horizontal and parallel to the ground, and at the same time he undulates several times, posing in strange postures one after another, avoiding Yang Ming's slashing and chopping.

The price he paid was a few more stab wounds on his body, and his long gray beard was cut off obliquely.

"Little thief, I'm going to kill you!"

Ding Chunqiu's furious voice kept coming.

But no matter how good Ding Chunqiu's body skills are, he couldn't hide his embarrassed posture, he was killed by Yang Ming and ran around.

Yang Ming slashed continuously at a speed invisible to the naked eye, but the last slash was not aimed at Ding Chunqiu, but suddenly and without warning, he slashed towards another direction obliquely.

A Liao State Concentration Realm who was relying on flexible body skills to entangle the white sword was defenseless, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Barely running up and avoiding the cut in the middle, but a section of the calf fell in response.

Under the pain, he lost his square inch, and was stabbed by Bai Jian to the point of chills.

Bai Jian cast a grateful gaze towards Yang Ming.

Yang Ming didn't talk nonsense, and directly chased Ding Chunqiu away.

As soon as he had a chance to catch his breath, Ding Chunqiu quickly retreated.

He cursed furiously, but he wasn't stupid at all.

After a brief fight, he realized that Yang Ming's strength was beyond what he could handle now.

Especially the opponent's saber energy is simply unparalleled and completely unable to be tough.

Go for the best!

In the future, there will be opportunities and means to take his life!

However, Yang Ming didn't want to let him go and chased him straight away.

Stepping on the snow and looking for plums urged him to move, and within just a few steps, he quickly shortened the distance with Ding Chunqiu.

The two of them just walked past the heads of the Song and Liao soldiers who were fighting in the melee.

Hei Dao next to him avoided the two Liao Concentrating Minds, and just wanted to come to support and help Yang Ming stop Ding Chunqiu, but Yang Ming waved his hand.

"Forgive me senior, this is our private matter, I can deal with this old poison alone!"

As soon as the last word was uttered, Yang Ming jumped up to the top of Ding Chunqiu's head, and then he slapped down.

"asshole!"

Ding Chunqiu cursed, but was directly slapped by the palm print that was almost solidified, and he fell straight down.

The soldiers of the Liao army below had no time to dodge, and with a bang, dozens of people were directly slapped to death.

The dead Liao army was crushed into meatloaf on the spot, deeply embedded in the collapsed soil.

Mixed in it was Ding Chunqiu's embarrassed figure.

Looking at the current Ding Chunqiu, he has completely lost the calmness and demeanor he had when he first appeared.

His whole body was covered with mud and dirt, his clothes became tattered and wrinkled, more than half of his hair and beard were cut off, and at the same time, there were several sharp knife wounds on his body, which kept oozing blood, dyeing the white robe red.

In Ding Chunqiu's reddish eyes, fear finally appeared for the first time.

Fighting head-on, he is not Yang Ming's opponent. He escapes and is easily overtaken by the opponent, and his agility is not a little bit ahead of him.

How, how is it possible?

Even if that old fellow Wu Yazi went back several decades, he would not be able to improve so fast, nor could he be so powerful!
Who the hell is this Yang Ming!

Ding Chunqiu felt extremely remorseful, he even thought, if he had known today, he would have pressed Yang Ming to death with his own hands outside Qingzhou city.

But it's too late to say anything.

Ding Chunqiu stood up, looked up at Yang Ming in the air, and jumped up again.

But just halfway through, Yang Mingxin pressed his hand, and the air around Ding Chunqiu's body seemed to be compacted, and he fell down again uncontrollably, and fell heavily on the crushed Liao army.

In full view, this is simply an insult to Ding Chunqiu.

Yang Ming smiled, don't think he will take it lightly, Ding Chunqiu is very skilled in using poison, he will never give him a chance, he will kill him immediately.

Ding Chunqiu's figure jumped up repeatedly, was pressed again and again, saw two or three times in the blink of an eye, when he tried again, Ding Chunqiu suddenly raised his arms, and the poisonous mist in the sleeves of his robe was completely released.

A gray-white gas suddenly filled the surrounding area.

Ding Chunqiu was putting all his eggs in one basket, he released all the poisonous gas he had cultivated with great difficulty.

Yang Ming pushed away with the wind of his palm, and the poisonous gas floated in the opposite direction.

But he didn't seem to notice that two gas particles that were almost transparent in the air crossed an arc and approached Yang Ming in a detour.

Ding Chunqiu had an extremely sad and indignant expression on his face, stepped on the ground again, pointed at Yang Ming and cursed.

"Little thief Yang Ming, if you fall into my hands, you will definitely die. I will refine you into a poisonous corpse, and I will torture you forever and ever!"

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that Ding Chunqiu is not an opponent, and has already begun to lose his composure.

But Ding Chunqiu watched the two streams of transparent gas from the corner of his eyes, and when he was sure that it was impossible to avoid it when it was contaminated by Yang Ming, his expression of grief and indignation turned into wild laughter.

"Haha, Yang Ming, I'll let you taste the power of my top-grade Lianzhu rotting corpse poison..."

Ding Chunqiu laughed halfway, his expression froze.

Because Lianzhu's rotting corpse poison had no problem contaminating Yang Ming's skin, but it didn't explode immediately as expected.

Yang Ming still looked as usual, the ice silkworm true energy wrapped the rotting corpse poison, and it was swallowed and absorbed in an instant, completely unable to produce any effect.

"Old monster Ding, do you have any other tricks?"

In Yang Ming's tone, there was also a hint of banter.

"You...how could it be? Impossible!"

Ding Chunqiu's eyes widened.

How could the Lianzhu rotting corpse poison he carefully cultivated be ineffective?

"If you don't bring me any surprises, then it's my turn to do it!"

After Yang Ming finished speaking, his right hand suddenly disappeared.

Ding Chunqiu understood that this was not disappearing, but too fast, the naked eye couldn't catch it, and the knife was out of its sheath.

"what!"

Ding Chunqiu's incomplete hair exploded, and he roared like a trapped animal.

Afterwards, the poisonous mist exploded around his body, directly forming a mass of air, wrapping his body in it, making it vaguely invisible.

This is Ding Chunqiu forcing out the poisonous gas condensed in his blood with his true energy, he is going to do his best!

This method is Ding Chunqiu's last trump card to save his life, it can be said to kill one thousand enemies and damage himself by eight hundred.

With the blessing of the poisonous gas, the power of the poisonous mist and its own strength can skyrocket a lot in a short period of time, but there will be a strong backlash afterwards.

The more difficult this battle is, the more serious the backlash will be. Disfigurement and fall will be mild, and serious ones will most likely damage the foundation of meridians, and will never be able to improve in martial arts.

But Ding Chunqiu didn't care about that much anymore.

The poisonous fog around him was only the size of a ball at first, but soon formed a vortex with the wind, and directly turned into a small tornado.

"what!"

On the battlefield, many soldiers have stopped fighting.

Thinking that the masters of the strong concentration state are fighting for their lives, this formation is too big, even on the battlefield of tens of thousands of people, it is so eye-catching.

Many soldiers of the Liao army were standing quite far away watching the play.

But in the next second, like a wave, pieces fell down in pieces, and everyone died of poisoning with dark faces on their faces.

"Not good, hurry up and withdraw!"

The soldiers of the Liao Army panicked.

This Ding Chunqiu was obviously invited by them, but he hurt them in turn.

This poisonous gas is invisible and colorless, as it spreads in the surrounding air, it will kill you if you touch it!

In an instant, the soldiers of the Liao army had lost hundreds of thousands of people.

The rest of the people avoided it, the battlefield was in chaos, and they no longer had the idea of ​​fighting.

"what happened?"

In the rear, General Yelu Chuhuai of the Liao Army watched what happened and turned pale with shock.

This Ding Chunqiu was a talent he managed to gather, but he just missed a few random moves, which amazed everyone in the Liao army.

Even the masters of the Concentration Realm in the Liao army are mostly not Ding Chunqiu's opponents.

Originally, it was agreed that Ding Chunqiu would use Ding Chunqiu as a secret weapon to suddenly attack Marshal Yang and poison him to death.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ming was killed halfway.

"Who is this young man, so powerful? He easily drove Ding Chunqiu to a dead end!"

Yelu Chuhuai was surprised.

"kill!"

In the poisonous mist of Ding Chunqiu, a shout broke out suddenly, but the echo continued, making it unclear where the other party was.

brush!
The poisonous mist rose and enveloped it from all directions almost instantly, seeming to surround Yang Ming in it.

It was so powerful that it almost covered half of the sky.

"Humph!"

Yang Ming squinted his eyes, as if passing through the heavy poisonous fog, aiming in one direction.

"cut!"

Yang Ming shouted loudly, and chopped Huashan with the strength of the sky candle knife in his hand.

Amidst the sound of Qingming, the light of the saber flourished, forming a huge saber that was condensed into substance, a full tens of feet long!
This is the most powerful sword intent that Yang Ming has condensed since he became a sword cultivator, and Qianfeng's state of cutting the nine heavens has been fully displayed.

"what!"

Behind the poisonous mist, a voice came.

This was followed by the terrified shouts of many Liao troops below.

The appearance of this giant knife shadow almost compressed the surrounding air into liquid. Many Liao soldiers felt that they couldn't breathe. They were obviously panicked, but they couldn't lift their feet to escape.

I can only watch the knife shadow approaching one foot at a time.

boom!
Dirt flying everywhere!

The shadow of the knife fell heavily on the ground, and a deep groove tens of feet long suddenly appeared. Countless dirt flew in the air, but did not fall, and was abruptly stopped by the shock of the knife.

Hundreds of Liao soldiers were either dead or injured, Ding Chunqiu staggered out from among their corpses.

He summoned the poisonous mist just now with great force, and it seemed that he was about to fight Yang Ming, but he was running for his life secretly.

It was only interrupted by Yang Ming's slash.

"Little thief, you..."

Ding Chunqiu raised his finger and pointed at Yang Ming, but he didn't say anything, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and a smooth knife mark appeared on his forehead, gradually spreading downward.

Ding Chunqiu's body fell to the ground in about a second.

Xingxiu old monster, die!
Yang Ming's figure was suspended in the air, his whole body was like a sharp knife out of its sheath, so sharp that people dare not look directly at it.

He was not idle either, killing Ding Chunqiu had already made him unable to get overly excited, he just made a decision and helped Wu Yazi complete the agreement by the way.

Yang Ming held his hand for a while, the strong but gentle wind of his palm supported the poisonous mist left by Ding Chunqiu, and in an instant it gathered into a small ball, which continued to get smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a small bead.

The whole body is milky white, and it looks like the brilliance is flowing, and at the same time, it seems to be a mass of living gas, flowing continuously.

This is Yang Ming using the ice silkworm true energy as a shell, almost solidifying the poisonous mist into a substance, compressing it into a small ball, intending to take it back and slowly absorb it.

Now his ice silkworm true qi has no effect on absorbing normal cold or poisonous qi. The essence of the poisonous mist that Old Monster Ding forced out before his death is a rare nourishment.

Yang Ming's trick is not his own creation, but the way he realized it after studying the bullets in the holy boy's body that he got before, and it is really very useful!

Then put the ball away.

In the rear, Zhao Pu was stunned.

He is a sword cultivator, and when the shadow of the sword light appeared just now, Zhao Pu even had the illusion of wanting to surrender.

Just so scary!
Is Yang Ming still a human being? Why is he improving so fast?
But Li Xian had an unprecedentedly complex expression, looking at him in shock.

Also in the state of concentration, Li Xian knew in his heart that his hard power was no longer as good as the opponent's.

That's all, the fist is afraid of the young and strong, what you say is true!

For a moment, Li Xian seemed to feel a few years older.

Even Marshal Yang, who is well-informed and used to big scenes, was stunned. He stared and took a few breaths before he burst out laughing wildly, with surprise in his laughter!

But now, the eyes of tens of thousands of Song soldiers looking at Yang Ming in the air have become like looking at idols, with incomparable reverence.

"it is good!"

Just as the heads of the Liao army were shaking, they were frightened by Yang Ming's shocking slash, and their morale was on the verge of collapse, a heroic and haughty voice of praise came.

"It's him!"

Hearing this voice, the Liao army was invigorated and regained their morale in an instant.

When Song Jun heard this, many people immediately trembled in their hearts, which showed on their expressions.

Then behind the Liao army, a group of elite troops rushed out, surrounded by burly figures.

Yang Ming looked down and found that the other party was also staring at him.

When their eyes collided, Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat.

This is a dangerous person!
What can make the current Yang Ming feel this way, coupled with the image of the other party, Yang Ming unconsciously emerged a name.

The Liao army comes in and the rising star... Yelu shakes the mountain!

With the courage to regret the mountain, a fierce man with the reputation of the number one master in the Liao army!
"Catch Yang Liulang alive, go!"

Following Yelu's order to shake the mountain, many soldiers of the Liao army climbed to a high point again, shouting and rushing forward.

"This commander is here, come and take my head if you have the ability!"

Marshal Yang also shouted with pride.

In just a moment, tens of thousands of people fought together more fiercely.

"Come down for me!"

Yelu shook the mountain's eyes without leaving Yang Ming. At this moment, he roared suddenly, and his legs shot into the air, like shells fired from the chamber, straight towards Yang Ming.

This kinetic energy, this momentum, is much stronger than the previous Ding Chunqiu!
Yang Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and the Dragon Subduing Palm was released immediately.

"Kang Long has regrets!"

"Break it for me!"

As soon as the first air wall was pushed out, it was smashed by the cannonball-like figure with a punch.

The qi wall shattered, and the true qi turned into specks of illusory light, scattered in the air.

As soon as he made a move, he was much more powerful than Ding Chunqiu, who was unable to withstand Yang Ming's palms before!

Even Yang Ming was shocked. After so long, the other party was the first and only one who could break his Dragon Subduing Palm!

Just a punch?
How great!

Swish!
Almost seamlessly, a giant knife shadow with a length of tens of feet appeared out of thin air and slashed towards the opponent.

Boom!
The powerful body of the other party and Yang Ming's knife shadow, after a brief stalemate, directly smashed it into pieces!

The powerful momentum continued, and it was already in front of Yang Ming.

Yang Ming hit the more powerful Subduing Dragon Palm.

The two met with fists and palms, and saw a wavy air flow in the air quickly spread out.

Yang Ming's body flew upside down uncontrollably!

(End of this chapter)