The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Zhaixingzi stood there in a daze, his face full of disbelief.

How can poison have an expiration date?
What's more, does it mean that expired poison cannot kill people?
"Young Master Gu, are you okay?"

Tan Gong was shocked and subconsciously changed his address, calling him young hero again.

"It's okay," Gu Ping'an shook his head lightly and said with a smile, "This little clown trick can't do anything to me."

Zhaixingzi is the eldest disciple of the Xingxiu Sect. As far as the use of poison is concerned, he has at least learned some of the true skills from the old monster Xingxiu.

Old Monster Ding naturally knew how capable his eldest disciple was. Although he remained calm on the surface, he was secretly making plans in his heart.

I don't know what method this person used to be poisoned, but he showed no abnormal symptoms. There must be another secret.

Either they are gifted and immune to all poisons, or they have had some chance and obtained some rare treasure that can remove and avoid poisons.

No matter which type of person he is, he should not be killed casually. He should be either captured or tricked into revealing his secrets.

Thinking of this, Ding Chunqiu stroked his long beard, revealed a kind smile like a sage, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Young man, I see that you have great talent, and I'm interested in your talents. My Xingxiu Sect has always respected strength. If you are willing to accept me as your master, the position of the eldest disciple will belong to you."

"Master Master"

Zhaixingzi was struck by lightning when he heard this and couldn't believe it.

"This person... This person attacked me so recklessly that he seriously injured me. He also has the ability to avoid poison. He is truly a formidable enemy of our Xingxiu Sect. Master, please think twice."

He has always been the best at pleasing Ding Chunqiu. When these words came out of his mouth, Old Monster Ding frowned slightly.

"Big Brother, you are wrong. Master is a god-like figure with far-sightedness and insight. How could he be as short-sighted as you?"

Shihouzi had suffered many losses at his hands, both openly and secretly, and now that he had seized the opportunity, he quickly rushed over to get in.

"Second Brother is right! Master has his own careful considerations on how to act. How can we disciples tell him what to do?"

"Big Brother, that's not right! From now on, you should call me Second Brother! Are you jealous and deliberately trying to sow discord?"

There was a sudden commotion in the forest with people making impassioned speeches and gloating over other people's misfortunes.

Zhaixingzi was angry and afraid, but he didn't dare to say another word. His already pale face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water was dripping out of it.

Gu Pingan chuckled and said, "I am truly flattered that the 'Starry Old Immortal' values you.

As soon as these words were spoken, Tan Gong and others all changed color.

Qiao Feng had not spoken a word from beginning to end, but in his anxiety at this moment, he could not help but speak out in a loud voice before his brother could finish speaking.

"My dear brother! The old monster Xingxiu is treacherous and cunning, with evil ambitions. Don't fall for his evil schemes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man flashed in front of Gu Ping'an.

Ding Chunqiu's pretense was truly top-notch. Despite being criticized like this, he remained unperturbed. He simply asked, "May I ask your name, sir? Why are you destroying my reputation for no reason?"

"I will always keep my name and surname. I am Qiao Feng!"

"Qiao Feng?"

Old Monster Ding had come here to win over the Beggars' Sect. How could he not know that he was already a rat that everyone in the Central Plains martial arts world wanted to kill? He immediately sneered. "I heard that you first killed your adoptive parents and then tortured your mentor. You are despicable and vile, and you have committed all kinds of evil. How can such a person come here to accuse me? Isn't this a joke?"

"you"

Qiao Feng was plotted against by his own father and was cursed. Although he had a clear conscience, he found it difficult to refute at this moment.

Just as he was feeling angry, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder, and then Gu Ping'an's voice came.

"Gu has always been indifferent to false reputation. In the martial arts world, fists are the only way to win. The old immortal and my sworn brother are both well-known figures. Why not invite the two of you to a duel? The winner will naturally be revealed."

Qiao Feng turned around in surprise, only to see him give him a secret look and a very subtle voice sounded in his ears.

"The old monster has a deep hatred for Master Nianci. Big brother, hold him off for a while while I go deal with those clowns."

Gu Ping'an took advantage of Qiao Feng's shielding, and his lips moved, and the sound gathered into a line with his superior internal force and was sent into his ears.

Although Qiao Feng was a bit impulsive, he was not a fool. After being reminded, he immediately understood what he was thinking.

Ding Chunqiu knew that the current Central Plains martial arts world was headed by "Qiao Feng in the North and Murong in the South", but after all, he had lived in the Xingxiu Sea for a long time and did not know the strength of the two men. He was also proud of his poison skills, so naturally he did not take this man who looked to be in his thirties seriously.

He never cared whether his subordinates had ulterior motives or not. As long as they were useful, he would not care. He said it loudly.

"My future disciple does have some brains. Well, today I will just clean up the Beggars' Sect. Just watch carefully."

Qiao Feng had received the instruction, so he naturally did not hesitate to take action. He took a big step forward, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his palm, and pushed out with a whoosh. It was the move that Gu Ping'an was very familiar with, the "Kang Long You Hui".

Ding Chunqiu wanted to show off his skills in front of Gu Ping'an, and was planning to meet the blow with one palm. However, Qiao Feng had already thrown out his palm, and when it was close to him, he used his left hand to perform another move called "Kang Long You Hui".

He obviously had not learned Zhou Botong's unique skill of "fighting with both hands", but these two palms are actually the same move, and it is not difficult to do so with more practice.

Strong winds spread out, the back palm pushed the front palm, and the strength of both palms combined together, pressing towards Ding Chunqiu like a tidal wave.

Gu Ping'an could see clearly from behind him and couldn't help but secretly praise him.

Although these two consecutive palms did not have the wonderful characteristic of Guo Jing's combination of hardness and softness, they brought the masculinity to the extreme. Not to mention Old Monster Ding, even Jiumozhi and Xiao Yuanshan in person would not dare to take it head-on.

Ding Chunqiu only felt that the opponent's palm power was like a raging tide, unstoppable, pressing his breath so hard that his entire body stagnated and his chest felt stuffy.

He was a veteran of many battles, and in his shock, although he had no time to think carefully about countermeasures, he instinctively made the most correct response.

Qiao Feng's palm power was indeed top-notch in the world, so Old Monster Ding naturally didn't dare to confront him head-on. He hastily swung his right palm diagonally, touched the ground with his toes, and took advantage of the momentum to leap three feet away. Then he raised his palm to his chest, secretly condensing all his poisonous internal force into his palm.

"Xingxiu Old Immortal, magical power."

The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect had already prepared words of praise and were just waiting to shout, but Ding Chunqiu backed off at the first sign of trouble and swallowed back the words that were on the tip of their tongues.

"Since you are young, I will let you take this move for now. The next move won't be so easy!"

Ding Chunqiu was secretly shocked, but he remained stubborn. After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve and a bright green phosphorescent flame shot out, heading straight for Qiao Feng's face.

Qiao Feng's expression straightened, and he swept across with one palm. His robe sleeves bulged, and a strong wind swept in, immediately extinguishing the sparks.

Ding Chunqiu also saw that he was afraid, so he waved his hands repeatedly, and several more flames fell to the ground. The dead branches and leaves caught fire at the touch, and in the blink of an eye, several flames ignited. (End of this chapter)