Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 146: Pathfinder Cannon Fodder, A Zi Who Forced the Ducks to Take the Shelf (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
At the foot of Wuliang Mountain.

After the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect paraded through the streets with music and drums, the talents of the Xixia Yipintang slowly walked out.

Li Qinglu wore soft armor inside and a long skirt outside, with a long whip wrapped around her waist. She rode a pure white BMW and looked at the Xingxiu Sect disciples who had crossed the river and said:
"Are we going there too?"

"No," Duan Yanqing's strange voice sounded beside the horse, and his gray-black face was a little pale. He also looked at the almost disappearing figure of the Xingxiu Sect with fear. There is a kind of person who can clearly know that he is definitely not the opponent of the other party just by looking at him at a glance. Zhang Kuang is like this, and so is Ding Chunqiu.

He said in a measured tone, "Someone is exploring the way now. We can just wait and see what happens. If we get too close to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, we might not survive."

Suspicion flickered in Li Qinglu's eyes: "Is Zhang Kuang really that strong?"

"Only strong, not weak!"

Duan Yanqing said with a solemn oath.

Li Qinglu thought for a moment, then dismounted and said, "Then let's do as Duan Gongfeng said and wait for the result here."

The middle-aged man riding a black horse beside him slowly opened his eyes. He held a sword in his arms, and his eyes lit up with a hint of loneliness. "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. With me here, why should Princess be afraid of some unknown villain?"

"Zhuo Bufan, he just fought a few battles in a small place and was praised as the Sword God. But don't really think that your sword is invincible."

Duan Yanqing sneered coldly.

He knew that he was no match for Ding Chunqiu, so he did not object to Li Qinglu's plan to let Ding Chunqiu step on the landmine, but who the hell was Zhuo Bufan, and how dare he speak so arrogantly?

Duan Yanqing's eyes flashed with hostility, and his features, as stiff as dead wood, were filled with mockery. "The wind is strong by the river, don't let your tongue get stuck!"

Clang!
The Yi Zi Wisdom Sword was unsheathed like lightning, and a three-inch green light shot out first.

Li Qinglu dodged to the side, the BMW beside her being split in two. However, her beautiful face showed no anger at all, but joy instead. "Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Duan, please don't damage the harmony at this moment."

Although she was giving advice, she did not hesitate at all. She quickly retreated and asked the people around her to stop. She undoubtedly wanted to see who was better between Zhuo Bufan and Duan Yanqing.

Duan Yanqing and Zhuo Bufan are both not stupid, but the former is full of resentment and anger, and needs to vent urgently, while the latter is extremely arrogant and feels that no one in the world can defeat him with a single sword, and he does not even take Duan Yanqing, the old cripple, seriously.

So the two of them immediately started fighting fiercely.

The river wind is howling and the white waves are surging.

The iron rod and the long sword collided with each other, producing a lot of sparks. The two men had exchanged more than a hundred and twenty moves while twisting their bodies, and they also created real fire.

The One Finger Zentangle is a stately acupoint pressing method, but when used by Duan Yanqing, it was a bit more sinister. The iron staff rustled, and he used the staff as a finger, all of which were aimed at Zhuo Bufan's vital points and private places. He used ventriloquism to wrap up his true energy, and his words were full of trash talk, which stirred Zhuo Bufan's emotions and made him angry and discouraged.

The Yi Zi Hui Sword should be heartless and thoughtless, nothing more than a sword. However, Zhuo Bufan had desires in his heart, and his greed was insatiable. Although he could perform the sword moves to perfection, to say that he could exert the greatest power was indeed just empty talk.

Therefore, after both sides showed their strength, the long sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand was knocked away by Duan Yanqing's iron crutch, and the other iron crutch pierced his throat. If it was just a little further forward, Zhuo Bufan would die immediately.

"Sword God? That's it?"

Except for Duan Zhengchun, all the people Duan Yanqing met these days were masters. Now he finally defeated a newbie among the masters, and he felt very happy.

Zhuo Bufan was naturally very upset.

His face turned red, blue, and purple, and I was afraid that he was about to scratch the soles of his shoes.

Seeing the two men decide the winner, Li Qinglu chuckled softly and reached forward to press down Duan Yanqing's iron staff with her horsewhip. "You two are both masters of the First-Class Hall. Just decide who's better. Don't let bloodshed or damage the harmony."

"For the princess's sake, I'll spare your life. Don't talk big in the future," Duan Yanqing stretched out his iron crutch and poked Zhuo Bufan in the chest, knocking him back repeatedly.

I leaned on my iron crutch and quietly gazed at the foot of Wuliang Mountain, waiting for the result. ...

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Outside the Wanjie Valley.

The Xingxiu Sect members easily found the gate to the Myriad Tribulations Valley, which had been exposed after several pine trees were cut down. The new eldest disciple, Lion Roar, respectfully asked:

"Master, shall we charge in directly?"

"That's not right," Ah Zi jumped out and said, "Although Master has boundless magical powers, why would he bother to take action in a mere Wanjie Valley? Why don't we spread poisonous smoke outside and blow it into the valley?

If there were no experts, they would all be pierced and ruptured by the poisonous smoke. That's because they are incompetent. If there were experts, it would be easier for Master to deal with them if they were poisoned by the smoke, right? "

Ding Chunqiu nodded slightly when he heard this, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad."

But he narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed, "But once this poisonous smoke starts, someone in the valley will definitely notice it. We need someone to provide cover in the valley and buy time."

Ah Zi's eyes rolled around, and when she was about to recommend the new senior brother, the latter raised his hand and pushed her out of the crowd. She felt a burning pain in her shoulder, and she stumbled and fell to the ground, missing the opportunity to speak.

Shihouzi said, "Junior Sister Azi is indeed worthy of being Master's beloved disciple. She is willing to share Master's worries and recommend herself."

"No, I was pushed out!" Ah Zi roared inwardly, but forced a smile on her face. Tears welled up in her red eyes. She knelt in front of Ding Chunqiu and looked up and said, "Yes, I am willing to go through fire and water for you. Even if I have to climb a mountain of swords or plunge into a pot of oil, I won't frown."

She was not stupid enough to defend herself in front of Ding Chunqiu. Losing was losing. It was her fault that she did not anticipate that others would secretly plot against her. The most urgent task was not to distinguish right from wrong, but how to get the benefits and save her life?

"It's just that my strength is low. Even with the old immortal's reputation, I'm afraid I can't scare them. Master, please give me a treasure so that A Zi can scare them."

Ding Chunqiu was flattered by her and smiled happily. Naturally, he didn't care about Ah Zi's little tricks. He took out the Divine Wood King Cauldron from his waist...

A little poisonous insect inside.

He handed it to Ah Zi's mouth and said, "Well said. This is a purple-blood centipede that I have cultivated for many years. As one of the Five Poisonous Creatures, although its toxicity is not as strong as the Manggu Clam and the Ice Silkworm, it can still be considered extremely poisonous."

"Take it. Your power will increase dramatically in a short period of time. Every time you attack, you'll emit poisonous smoke and mist. Anything it touches will rot, and anything it touches will hurt. If there's no antidote, you'll turn to blood in no time."

How could A Zi dare to refuse?

He swallowed the centipede immediately. Before he could thank him, he heard Ding Chunqiu say:
"Of course, if you take it, you will naturally be poisoned. If you don't have the Hua Gong method to remove the poison for you, you will turn into a skeleton within three days.

But since you said you'd go through fire and water for me, I don't think you'd mind a mere poison."

"Disciple, I naturally don't care. Thank you, Master, for the poison!"

Ah Zi's teeth were almost broken after hearing this, but the smile on her face was still so pure and lovely, without any sign of anger.

She quickly stood up and said, "Master, don't worry. I will go and intimidate the villains in the valley and spread the old immortal's reputation!"

"Well, let's go."

Ding Chunqiu watched Ah Zi's swift departure with satisfaction. He glanced at the other disciples and said coldly, "Why don't you go set up the poisonous smoke?"

"Yes!!"

(End of this chapter)