"Lord, this is the place where Old Thief Ding is in seclusion.”The person leading the way was full of flattery." That old thief has done all kinds of bad things. He might have already been punished by the heavens and died from Qi Deviation.”
Looking at these people, Mei Jian felt a little disgusted.
"Is Xingxiu Sect full of such people?”
"Go and call the door!" Su Han's expression was indifferent." Do I need to give orders for this kind of thing?”
Upon hearing this, the Star Constellation disciples broke out in cold sweat.
"Ding Chunqiu, come out and die!”
"Old Thief Ding, your grandfather is here. Hurry up and come out to receive him!”
Other than cursing, there were also people who threw out porcelain bottles in their arms, making loud bangs.
In just a moment, there were fragments and poisonous water left outside Ding Chunqiu's seclusion room.
The poison seeped out, burning the ground and emitting an unpleasant smell.
"Humph!"
Soon, a cold snort came from the quiet room.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the door of the quiet room flew up and smashed towards the crowd. An old man with white hair and a youthful face flew out and landed on the empty space. His eyes were like lightning as he looked at the crowd.
The Star Constellation disciples immediately lowered their heads like quails and quietly retreated to Ding Chunqiu's side.
"Star Constellation Old Immortal, boundless magical power…"
As he flattered, he called out,"Sect Master, it's this person who's looking for trouble. We've already lured him over."”
"That's right. This person is vicious and actually dares to be an enemy of the sect master. Later, this disciple will definitely use eighteen methods on him and make him beg for death."
Ding Chunqiu's expression was cold. Suddenly, he waved his hand, and the disciple next to him fell to the ground. He twitched a few times before losing his voice.
When the remaining disciples saw this, they started to suck up to him, but they retreated in unison.
He didn't even need to look back to see the result, but he knew what his disciple was like. His gaze was fixed on Su Han.
"You're the one who came to find trouble with me? Hehe, I haven't been in the martial arts world for a long time. It seems that the people in the martial arts world have forgotten my methods. A few young boys dare to behave atrociously in the Sea of Constellations!”
"A mere abandoned disciple of the Carefree Sect dares to boast.”Su Han laughed." Ding Chunqiu, I'm here today to free the Three Treasures. Hand over the item and I'll give you a quick death." Otherwise…"
"Impudent!"
Without waiting for Su Han to finish speaking, Ding Chunqiu flew into a rage. His figure was like lightning as he rushed over. He waved his palm repeatedly, and a force exploded in the void.
"Extraordinary, extraordinary. He has actually broken through to the Xiantian Realm!”Su Han praised, but his expression did not change at all. He raised his palm to meet Ding Chunqiu's attack and fought several times in a row.
At this moment, his Xiantian True Qi had reached more than 20 years, and he was not inferior to Ding Chunqiu. He stood on the spot and waved his palm calmly, as if he was taking a stroll in the courtyard.
But Ding Chunqiu was not so relaxed.
He had broken through to the Xiantian realm in his thirties, and his zhenqi was quite deep. Coupled with his poison technique, when had he ever been at a disadvantage when competing with his peers?
The person in front of him was only a young man who was not even twenty years old. Logically speaking, he should be easily controlled by him.
However, after exchanging blows with him, he realized that he had thought too much.
The strength of the other party's zhenqi was rarely seen in the world.
His zhenqi was as hot as fire, making him suspect that his palm was almost being roasted.
He was forced back by the force and retreated more than ten steps. He lowered his head and saw that his palm was indeed red with a hint of black, emitting a charred fragrance.
What was more serious was that a scorching hot true energy flowed up his meridians, making his entire body feel as if it was on fire.
The poisonous gas that he had originally activated to fight the enemy was now pushed back to his heart by this pure zhenqi.
Although the Power Transformation Technique was magical, it only stored the poison in the meridians. One had to be careful to avoid the internal organs. Otherwise, if the poison entered the internal organs, the person would die before the divine technique was completed.
Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu was shocked and quickly activated his Genuine Qi to resist.
In the eyes of the Xingxiu Sect disciples, Ding Chunqiu had only attacked a few times before his expression changed drastically and he retreated to the door. They could not help but be stunned. They could not flatter him anymore.
"Is Ding Chunqiu going to lose?"
Everyone was shocked.
Some of the disciples had already secretly moved their feet, wanting to change their sect.
"Ding Chunqiu is only so-so!"
Su Han could not help but feel disappointed when he saw Ding Chunqiu's forehead sweating profusely. Even his own Supreme Yang True Qi could not withstand it.
With a flash of his body, he had already arrived in front of Ding Chunqiu. His finger was as fast as lightning as he pointed directly at Ding Chunqiu's glabella.
Ding Chunqiu instantly experienced the terror of the Soul Locking Curse.
"Ah…Kill me!"
He raised his palm and wanted to smash his head, but he felt that the zhenqi around him was not listening to his command at all. Although the palm landed, it was not fatal. In a moment, his old face was swollen like a pig's head.
"Spare me!"
"I'm willing to hand over the item. Please be quick!!!”
The Xingxiu Sect disciple's expression changed when he heard Ding Chunqiu's scream.
"Sir, I know where the old thief keeps his treasures!" someone shouted.”
"I know that too!"
Xingxiu Sect was a very strange sect in the Metal Martial World.
The other sects were ranked according to seniority.
But the Sea of Constellations was a small jungle, where the strong preyed on the weak. As long as one had enough strength, it wasn't impossible to pull the sect master down.
This was also the principle that Ding Chunqiu pursued.
Many disciples were also accumulating their strength, ready to retaliate at any time.
Usually, Ding Chunqiu was not afraid.
At this moment, it had become his death talisman!
" You..." Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth and glared at them like a beast that was about to devour its prey. The disciples were shocked. They were afraid that Ding Chunqiu would retaliate before he died, so they couldn't help but jump back a few steps. When they saw that Ding Chunqiu could only roll on the ground, they couldn't help but shout proudly again.
A bold disciple walked around Ding Chunqiu and went straight into the quiet room. A moment later, he came out with his hands raised.
On one hand was a small cauldron, but the other hand was empty.
However, Su Han sensed that there should be a silk rope there. It was the treasure Ding Chunqiu had made-Soft Silk Rope.
The small cauldron was six inches tall and was dark yellow in color. The wood was exquisite like jade, and there were faint traces of blood in the wood.
This was the Godly Wood Imperial Cauldron.
Ding Chunqiu was able to cultivate a body of poison techniques, and this item could be considered to have contributed greatly.
As for the Soft Silk Rope, it was made of snow silk and had almost no trace. In the original novel, Ding Chunqiu used this to shine in the Shaolin General Assembly and captured Ah Zi from tens of feet away in front of everyone. It could be said to be a sharp weapon for plotting against others.
Su Han grabbed at the air and felt a thread fall into his hand. He circulated his True Qi and felt that the thread in his hand seemed to come alive. It was as if he could bend it and bend it as he wished.
This soft silk rope was very magical. It could be used to lock people up, but it could also be turned into a divine weapon to take people's lives.
He looked at Ding Chunqiu, who had already fainted from the pain.
"Ding Chunqiu, lend me your head.”With a thought, the Soft Silk Rope swept across, and Ding Chunqiu's head fell silently.
After retracting the soft silk rope, Su Han took a closer look and found that there was actually no dirt on it. He could not help but be happy.
"It's just a pity that the snow silkworm doesn't make cocoons and produces very little silk. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more powerful than any treasured armor if it was weaved into a snow silkworm garment?”
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