The skill is broken, I am stronger

The toxin will quickly penetrate the internal organs, laugh three times and die, the gods can't save it!

If there is an internal injury, the onset will be faster.

Many people backed away immediately when they saw the poisonous powder floating out, no one dared to be poisoned by Xingxiu old monster Ding Chunqiu.

Peng!

Lin Lang and Ding Chunqiu exchanged palms, allowing the poisonous powder to float on him.

Ding Chunqiu felt that his palms were numb and his veins were swollen and painful. Lin Lang's true energy was so much deeper than his?

...but if you are poisoned by him, you will die as well.

But he was surprised to find that he was not repelled by the palm, but a suction force made his palm and Lin Lang's palm stick together.

No, it's the Sun Moon Demon Cult's star-absorbing method!

He felt a strong suction coming from Lin Lang's palm, and his true energy was draining rapidly.

This star-absorbing method seems to be stronger than the Beiming magic skill.

Too late to think, can only fight.

"The Great Law of Transformation!"

His great method of transforming kung fu is also to steal from his master Wu Yazi's Beiming magic power,

However, he only learned a little secretly, plus his own research, using poison to dissolve the power in other people's bodies.

How many masters of the rivers and lakes have died under his technique.

Ding Chunqiu's zhenqi poured into Lin Lang's body like a tide, and at the same time, there was also the poison in his zhenqi.

He thought that Lin Lang would soon feel the disappearance of his true energy and be forced to let go, but he found that Lin Lang not only did not let go, but increased the suction force instead.

Of course Lin Lang would not let go of Ding Chunqiu's poisonous true energy, it was so rare.

After he consummated the Sutra of Reversing Five Poisons, his progress has been slow, because the poison is too difficult to find.

It's all right now, Ding Chunqiu's zhenqi is extremely poisonous.

After refining, it is just right to upgrade the Ni·Five Poisons Manual.

Many people who watched the battle nearby looked shocked.

Lin Lang actually restrained Ding Chunqiu just by meeting him?

Ding Chunqiu is also a master who has been famous for many years. It is said that martial arts is inherited from a hidden sect, especially his poison kung fu, which makes people dare not fight recklessly. In addition, the notorious Hua Kung Fu Dafa is even more prestigious.

Therefore, even though the Xingxiu faction only has Ding Chunqiu as a master, there has never been a famous faction to destroy them, and they even go around when encountering them.

Wanwan looked at Lin Lang with some concern, she saw the poisonous powder Ding Chunqiu sprinkled just now, Lin Lang is all right, Ding Chunqiu's poison is not ordinary, and there are masters in the Great Sui Sacred Gate who have suffered a lot.

Ding Chunqiu's voice trembled: "Please don't suck away my true energy, I can take refuge in the Sun Moon God Sect, and the entire Xingxiu Sect can join the Sun Moon God Sect and become a vassal force."

Lin Lang sneered and said, "Even my mentor can sneak attack, how can I safely accept such a person as my subordinate?"

Ding Chunqiu is also a master of poison, he is not sure whether the antidote of the Three Corpse Brain God Pill can be cracked by Ding Chunqiu.

It is even possible that the Gu worms in it were poisoned to death before they played a role.

Moreover, Ding Chunqiu's apprentice can be seen from what he is like, who the hell wants to have such a subordinate?

Such a person is better off dead.

Ding Chunqiu's whole body became shriveled, his whole face was as dry as a scab.

Lin Lang spat out his palm force, Ding Chunqiu's heart was broken, and he died of breathlessness.

Seeing Ding Chunqiu's appearance, the corners of Mr. Congbian's eyes twitched crazily. How could it be that Ding Chunqiu's death was caused by Master's Beiming Divine Art?

Could it be that the great method of absorbing stars of the Sun Moon God Sect really has the same origin as the Beiming Divine Art?

Lin Lang glanced at his palm, it was black and blue, which was a sign of poisoning.

But he wasn't worried at all, on the contrary he was very happy.

Ding Chunqiu's zhenqi is more poisonous than he imagined, now Ni·Five Poisons Manual will definitely make a big step forward, even if he can't break through to perfection, it's not too far away.

…. Besides, his true energy has also increased, Ding Chunqiu is really a treasured old boy.

Wanwan also saw the bruises on Lin Lang's palm, but found that Lin Lang seemed to be fine and not worried at all.

Is Lin Lang able to dissolve these poisons, or is it temporarily suppressed?

Most people think it is the latter. Lin Lang must have suppressed the poison with his tyrannical qi. In this way, how much strength can Lin Lang display?

The happiest person is Mr. Congbian, his real name is Su Xinghe, he is Ding Chunqiu's senior brother, but his martial arts talent is far inferior to Ding Chunqiu's, and he has inherited his master's miscellaneous knowledge.

Whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or medical skills, organs, flowers, and opera, they are all proficient.

It's a pity that none of these can improve his strength, but instead distract him from practicing martial arts, making him barely break through to the peak of the master at his age.

Among the eight apprentices he took in, the fifth one, Xue Muhua, was not bad. He earned the title of a genius doctor Xue in the Jianghu of the Song Dynasty, and has been working hard to collect the unique skills of various schools and schools, and sent them back once in a while, so that people He can take it to his master for enlightenment.

He was also enlightening, wanting to avenge his master and clean up the family, but he knew that he didn't have the ability at all.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to send his disciples away, and pretended to be a deaf-mute himself to avoid Ding Chunqiu's pursuit.

The deaf-mute is eloquent, because the mind is deaf even though the ear is deaf, and the reason is eloquent even though the mouth is dumb.

But although he survived and took care of his master, he was still unable to avenge his master, and even felt hopeless for life.

Now seeing Ding Chunqiu who killed his master being killed by Lin Lang, how can he be unhappy.

But he was the only one who was happy. Other people in Jiang Hu had more fear of Lin Lang.

If they didn't take Lin Lang's killing of Bai Kaixin very seriously, then it would be too shocking to kill Ding Chunqiu so easily.

The masters of Quanzhen Sect, Nan Shaolin, and Nan Beggar Gang who were surrounding Lin Lang just now all stepped back when Lin Lang looked at them, for fear that Lin Lang would attack them.

Someone suddenly said loudly: "Mr. Congbian, you invited us to solve the chess game. When did you start? Or have you already decided to give the benefits to the right envoy of the Sun Moon God Sect?"

"That is, if this is the case, just invite him alone, why send us an invitation?"

"The deaf-mute sect did not take us seriously, nor did they take the seniors of Southern Shaolin, Quanzhen Sect, Southern Beggar Gang, etc. seriously."

Mr. Congbian Su Xinghe saw that many people were in a hurry. If there was any further delay, they might really all leave. What's the point of him summoning the world's heroes?

He looked at Lin Lang: "Why don't you invite the right envoy of the Sun Moon God Sect to play chess first?"

Although Lin Lang's appearance could not be discerned because of the mask, he was definitely not too bad, and his talent in martial arts was first-class, which definitely met the master's requirements.

What's more, Lin Lang just killed Ding Chunqiu and avenged his master. If he can pass the test and become the new head of the Xiaoyao Sect, he will surely lead the Xiaoyao Sect to grow again and become one of the top in the world.

It's a pity that he and his eight disciples are too poor in martial arts, and they are completely unable to break the Zhenlong chess game set by the master.

In this way, it is completely out of touch with the master's inheritance, and it is even more impossible to inherit the head of the Xiaoyao Sect.

He doesn't need to be the head of the school, but the Xiaoyao Sect can't decline. The master has other things that need to be done by real successors.

The Zhenlong chess game is not only a test of chess strength, but also a level of questioning, which is the most important thing.

Those who can pass this test are the most talented people in the master's mouth, peerless geniuses with the potential to become super masters in the realm of heaven and man.

I don't know if there are so many people here today, if there is any genius that Master wants.

Lin Lang laughed loudly: "I will play chess first, and the others will have no chance."

"Don't you think you are great, then let you go first."

Except for the ugly little monk behind Nan Shaolin Xuannan, everyone else can get off at will.

This sentence made many people feel very uncomfortable after hearing it, especially those who boasted of their superb chess skills.

They don't believe it. After playing chess for so many years, they still can't solve a game?

Especially an elder in Kunlun, their founder He Zudao has the title of chess master, unless there is no way to solve this chess game, he will definitely be able to solve it.

But even though they all thought so, no one dared to be the first to go.

Murong Fu took two steps forward: "Since the envoy on the right gave way and no one else took the initiative, then Murong Fu will show his shame, let's play this game of chess first."

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Chapter 222 Beiming Divine Art VS Reverse Star Absorbing Dafa

Murong Fu sat opposite Mr. Congbian, and the others did not refuse, they also wanted to see what is so wonderful about this Zhenlong chess game.

Only by doing more research can we crack this chess game.

After only a few moves, Murong Fu, who was usually full of confidence, became dull-eyed.

Twist a chess piece in his hand, trembling slightly, still unable to fall.

His eyes became even more ferocious and confused.

The expressions of the people watching are different, Ding Chunqiu looks gloating, Jiumozhi looks strange, seems to be thinking.

People like Xu Zhu who don't know Go at all are confused and see in a cloud.

Wanwan suddenly said, "You don't even occupy a corner, and you still want to compete in the Central Plains?"

"Gusu Nan Murong's reputation is very famous, but it's a pity that one generation is not as good as the next generation. Even if you die, you will have no face to face your ancestors under the nine springs."

"If I were you, I might as well commit suicide, which is also the end of a hero. I might as well kill myself, kill myself."

This voice is soft and pleasant, and it is mellow to the ears. Many people with relatively low skills feel that their expressions have become confused.

And Murong Fu, who was the first to bear the brunt, was sweating on his forehead, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Since you can't compete in the Central Plains, you are ashamed of your ancestors, why don't you commit suicide."

As he spoke, he raised his palm, ready to slap him on the forehead.

Next to him, Deng Baichuan suddenly yelled with a groundbreaking skill: "Sir, stop!"

This sound contained all his true energy, the chess piece in Murong Fu's hands fell in shock, and he came back to his senses.

He was afraid for a while, and just now he almost lost his temper and committed suicide.

Gongye Gan angrily scolded: "Demon girl, you dare to use sorcery to harm my young master, take your life!"

puff~~

As soon as Gongyegan rushed over, he flew back, his chest was sunken, and he couldn't live anymore.

Wanwan covered her mouth and snickered: "I'm not good at chess, so I can't play chess without relying on me?"

"A mere Murong family dares to provoke my Yinkui faction. If you don't get out, don't leave!"

She has long disliked Murong Fu, and other sects of the holy sect actually want to support such a waste, how can it compare with Mr. Lin Lang?

Murong Fu couldn't help wanting to do it, but seeing Lin Lang standing beside him, he knew that he would die if he did it.

His teeth were about to be gritted. Before today, he was the leader of the younger generation of the Song Dynasty, as famous as Qiao Feng. Even after Qiao Feng left Liaobei, he was already No. 1 of the younger generation of the Song Dynasty.

But after today, he might become the laughing stock of the world.

Because his retainer was killed by Wan Wan, he was unable to take revenge.

"go!"

He personally picked up Gongyegan's body and left with the others.

Although no one laughed at him aloud, he could already see their mockery in the eyes of those people.

He really shouldn't have come to Qipanshan this time.

Mr. Congbian sighed, and put away the few chess pieces he had played before: "Who else wants to play?"

Jiumozhi originally wanted to go, but he didn't dare to go again when he thought of Wanwan making trouble nearby.

This chessboard is very weird, it seems that it can completely pull people's mind into it. If someone uses the magic sound of the sky at this time, he may also go crazy.

..."Mr. Duan? Master Jiumozhi? Hero of the Beggar Gang? Daoist Qiu?"

After asking for a long time, no one dared to sit down.

At this time, a young monk in Southern Shaolin was pushed out by his master uncle Xuannan.

Xu Zhu scratched his bald head: "Master Uncle, this little monk can't play chess."

"Amitabha." Xuannan called the Buddha's name, and said, "You can just make a few moves and admit defeat."

He, Nan Shaolin, just accepted the invitation to come and take a look, and he didn't necessarily want to solve the Zhenlong chess game.