The heavens begin with the rescue of Mrs. Yue

Originally, everyone saw that Song Ning had been hit by Old Freak Ding's poisonous move, and thought he would die, but they didn't know that Song Ning was standing there with a smile on his face, completely fine!

"what 's wrong?"

"He was hit by Sanxiao Xiaoyao San, why is nothing wrong?"

"Sure enough, he is the strongest rising star in the martial arts world!"

In fact, how could they know that Song Ning is invulnerable to all poisons!

"Ding Chunqiu, just now you used 'Three Smiles and Xiaoyao San' on me, right?"

Song Ning looked at Ding Chunqiu, suddenly leaned forward, pushed forward with both palms, pushed with strength on the ground, but the violent "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" hit out!

With a sound of brushing, the dust flew up like a stormy sea, attacking Ding Chunqiu!

Ding Chunqiu naturally understands martial arts all over the world, when he saw Song Ning's berserk palm strength, he recognized it as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan, he was startled, he didn't dare to take it forcefully, and backed away.

But Song Ning's Dragon Subduing Palm was already at the level of perfection, and the speed was so fast and fierce, how could he have a chance to escape?

Hearing a bang, this palm force slapped Ding Chunqiu's body, directly sending him flying!

Everyone yelled "ah", and some couldn't believe what they saw.

How could this Ding Chunqiu be regarded as a well-known figure in the martial arts, but he was slapped away by Song Ning like this? !

And the second son of Murong, why does it seem to be the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan?

The violent palm force hit his body, Ding Chunqiu felt his internal organs were torn apart.

Fortunately, he retreated in advance, so he didn't take all the palms.

He turned around in mid-air, stopped flying backwards, and landed on the ground.

Those Xingxiu disciples saw that their master hadn't made a fool of themselves, so they immediately patted the horses again.

At this moment Ding Chunqiu's heart is full of astonishment, but at the same time he also has some fear.

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the unique skill of the Beggar Clan. How could he do it?"

Song Ning looked at him, but his face was always indifferent.

"Ding Chunqiu, your Xiaoyao San doesn't work anymore, what tricks do you have? Let's use it together!"

Song Ning flipped his palm, and something appeared in his hand, it was the divine wood king tripod that Ding Chunqiu was looking for so hard.

"Shenmu King Cauldron!"

Ding Chunqiu's pupils dilated for a while, and he rushed forward to snatch the divine cauldron from Song Ning's hand.

At this moment, with a click, the Wang Ding was crushed by Song Ning!

Ding Chunqiu's face turned red immediately, and he said angrily: "How dare you destroy my Wang Ding!"

Although Song Ning somehow broke his Xiaoyao San just now, but he still has the strongest evil skill 'Hua Gong Da Fa', so he still doesn't take Song Ning to heart.

As long as he comes out with this transformation technique, no matter how strong an expert is, his internal energy will have to be dissolved by himself.

As long as the internal strength is gone, killing this kid can only be done in an instant...

Seeing his distraught look, Song Ning smiled and said, "Old Freak Ding, I will not only destroy your Divine Cauldron, but I will also destroy you and me today, to eliminate harm for the martial arts world!"

He said these two sentences in a passionate voice, and all the martial artists heard him, and they all applauded him in unison.

But at this moment, Ding Chunqiu had already used his Huagong Dafa to grab Song Ning's arm.

"Boy, let's see if you die first or I die first!"

Ding Chunqiu grabbed Song Ning's arms with both hands, frantically activated the Huagong Dafa, trying to dissolve Song Ning's martial arts.

But in this short moment, he suddenly found that Song Ning seemed to be completely resistant to this transformation technique!

Ding Chunqiu was immediately dumbfounded.

He looked up at Song Ning, only to see Song Ning looking at him with a smile.

Then Song Ning said, "Old Freak Ding, let's go!"

With a sound of brushing, both palms moved together, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were used again, both palms directly touched Ding Chunqiu's chest and abdomen.

At this moment, the huge palm force exploded between the palms, and with a bang, it directly penetrated Ding Chunqiu's body!

With two hisses, Ding Chunqiu's clothes were torn behind him, and the violent Dragon Subduing Palm came out!

All of a sudden, the surrounding audience quieted down unanimously.

Looking at the scene in front of them, they were completely stunned.

How could this Second Young Master Murong have such a strong palm?

Compared to the reactions of these unrelated people, Su Xinghe, the inviter of this conference, was actually even more shocked.

Originally, the purpose of this Zhenlong chess game was to find successors for your Xiaoyao faction, and one of the purposes of finding successors was to kill the traitor Ding Chunqiu!

Unexpectedly, Song Ning fulfilled his wish in advance!

At this moment, Su Xinghe could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, his voice was hoarse, and he said excitedly: "Master, you have such a strong palm!"

After Ding Chunqiu was pierced by Song Ning's palm force, great panic appeared in his eyes.

He couldn't figure out why Song Ning was immune to his tricks one after another.

He looked at Song Ning, and suddenly his momentum rose, and with the last bit of strength in his life, he decided to die with him.

I saw that the old monster's beard was flying, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of madness.

He stepped back and reached out to grab an apprentice. The apprentice trembled all over and his complexion turned dark.

He died in an instant.

Then the surface of the body began to change, emitting a rotting stench.

"It's rotting corpse poison!"

Su Xinghe suddenly shouted: "Be careful of his rotting corpse poison!"

When all the martial artists heard the rotting corpse poison, they immediately backed away one by one, for fear of being hit.

"Is it rotting corpse poison?"