Honghuang: I Have Become An Immeasurable Calamity!

This voice seems to contain inner strength.

It's like the roar of a Buddhist lion.

Under Wu Yazi's roar, the Sanxiao Xiaoyao San, which had been swayed out, was blown away immediately.

Ding Chunqiu, who heard this voice at the same time, shuddered subconsciously.

Wuyazi's voice, even after decades, he still remembers it clearly.

But wasn't he pushed off a cliff by himself long ago?

"Hmph, even if he doesn't die, this old guy should only have one breath left.

Ding Chunqiu thought to himself, now that he is in his 50s or 60s, his master is almost a hundred years old.

Despite his martial arts relationship, he wouldn't make him as useless as the average old man.

But the combat power should be equally limited!

I have been practicing Poison Art for all these years, and I can't believe that I am not his opponent!

Thinking like this, I turned around and launched it with a palm!

This palm brings out Ding Chunqiu's ten percent level!

He is confident that in today's martial arts, no one can take his palm in a hurry.

The next scene surprised him even more.

He found that his master did not make any resistance action at all.

He put his hands behind his back, completely ignoring his attack.

Instead of being surprised, Ding Chunqiu was overjoyed, and said with a strange smile: "Hmph, Master, after decades, it's rare to see your old man, but I didn't expect that you will have to pay for your funeral soon~"

"Don't you think that I'm still your second disciple back then?"

"Um!!"

The next moment, when Ding Chunqiu's palm force completely slapped Wuyazi's monkey.

He found that the other party... actually didn't move at all!

Is it Beiming Divine Art?

No! Even if it is Beiming Divine Art, it is impossible to ignore the attack!

This old bone must be bluffing.

In fact, there is only one last breath left!

Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu immediately gathered his palms again.

P‡ÁD‡ÁP‡Á!

Turning back to face his teacher, he received a supplementary knife.

Duan Yu, Xu Zhu and the others looked anxious.

Ready to help in a hurry.

He was stopped by Su Xinghe.

Duan Yu looked puzzled: "Senior Su, although I don't know who that old man is."1

"But that Ding Chunqiu was a heinous villain, and the old man blocked his way."1

"He will never let go.

"Look, the old man has already been slapped by the old monster several times. If he passes by later, he will really lose his life!"

The little monk Xuzhu was also anxious: "Yes, Senior Su, monks take mercy as their heart, I can't watch someone die tragically at the hands of the old monster."1

"If Buddha Ancestor knew about it, he would have blamed me for not saving me.

Su Xinghe listened to the words of the two little brothers, smiled, and said calmly: "Don't worry, Exalted Master, his old man, will definitely eradicate this evil.

Xuan Nan, an eminent Shaolin monk who also suffered internal injuries, was shocked when he heard Su Xinghe say that the old man in front of him was his master Su Xinghe, "Could it be that the donor in front of him was the master of the Xiaoyao Sect back then? Only in charge, Wu Yazi?"

"He, he is still alive..."

Su Xinghe smiled and nodded.

Xuan Nan still felt a little strange: "No, if that senior Wu Yazi was still alive, he would be nearly a hundred years old."

"But the donor in front of him, with black hair and strong blood, even feels like a poor monk, who is younger than the donor Su, how could he..."

"..."

Opposite Xuan Nan's confusion, Su Xinghe smiled and said, "Master will soon know the reason..."

From Su Xinghe's point of view, as long as Wuyazi easily solved Ding Chunqiu next, everyone, as long as they were not too idiots, would be able to see some clues.

Everyone's eyes returned to Ding Chunqiu Wuyazi and the two.

At this time, Ding Chunqiu was a little crazy.

Because he was afraid of Wuyazi's counterattack and revenge, he did not stop for a moment.

Like a bulldozer, the two palms kept slapping on Wu Yazi.

While filming, he said hysterically, "Why are you still not dead?"

"Ah ah ah!

After playing for a while.

Wu Yazi said lightly, "Are you tired?"

"If you don't take off your strength, give the old man more force." 1

"It's rare that you did your filial piety to the old man for the last time and gave me a massage..."

what's the situation?

Shouldn't this old man be stupid?

How dare he say that Ding Chunqiu's poisonous palm is

There must be a number for big talk!

Ding Chunqiu was completely mad.

Her hair was loose, like a Yaksha from hell.

…0 ask for flowers…

In the roar, he began to lay his hands on the dead.

The two palms become two fingers, directly use the poisoning power, and deduct it towards Wuyazi's eyes!

"Humph!"

Seeing the virtue of his apprentice, Wu Yazi was no longer prepared to show mercy.

He stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the other's two fingers.

when the two are in contact.

Ding Chunqiu found that his fingers were like touching a vise.

Couldn't move at all.

With the sound of "crackle" fractures.

He immediately screamed: "Ah!!"

His fingers are gone...

It's not over yet.

Wu Yazi grabbed the opponent's palm directly.

Then, with a hard arm, Ding Chunqiu was directly lifted and released!

It's like throwing a rag.

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slap!

slap!

Back and forth two or three times.

Immediately, Ding Chunqiu fell to the ground and was dizzy on the spot.

Nosebleeds flowed, embarrassed, disheartened, and had no face at all.

The people on the side were dumbfounded.

Why is this man so powerful?

He was able to sway a martial arts master like Ding Chunqiu from side to side like a child.

Not only that, he had received so many palms from the other party before, and he was also fine.

This is not something that humans can do, is it?

The Shaolin monk Xuan Nan turned his head with difficulty, looked at Su Xinghe, and said with a wry smile: "Master Su, are you sure, that one is your master?"

"It's absolutely true!" Su Xinghe affirmed with a smile.

Everyone didn't need to watch what happened next. After knowing that Master Su Xinghe appeared and his strength was still such a terrifying evildoer, Ding Chunqiu's fate was already obvious.

Sure enough, Ding Chunqiu completely abolished martial arts after being tossed by Wu Yazi.

Ding Chunqiu immediately cried and begged for mercy, looking like a shameless beggar: "Master~"

"It's the disciple's mistake, the disciple doesn't dare any more, I beg you, your lord, to spare the disciple's life!" 1

Wu Yazi's facial expression did not change, but he still smiled and said: "It's the King of Hell to spare you, and the task of the teacher is to act for the sky and send you down to see the King of Hell!"1

"Pfft!"

With the last blow, Wu Yazi directly hit Ding Chunqiu's cave.

Ding Chunqiu spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and he didn't know whether to live or die...