Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 371 Serves you right for being so foul-mouthed!

Ding'an, always so simple and honest.

He became extremely indifferent at that moment.

The reason he turned out this way stems from his pursuit of Zhang Jun.

When he arrived at Zhang Jun's residence, he killed the man with a single stroke.

He was ambushed and poisoned by Yu Kuyu, the "Plague Demon," Master Xueying, the "Demon Monk," Qi Changqi, the "Assassin Demon," and Liang Xiaoshu, the "Buddha's Mouth Demon."

Just after Ding'an fiercely killed these people.

Li Chenzhou has arrived.

In terms of skill and technique, Ding An and Li Chenzhou were evenly matched, and it would take at least a thousand moves to determine the winner.

But now he is injured and poisoned, and can barely stand, so he is naturally caught in a tough battle.

Just as he was being punched dozens of times by Li Chenzhou, breaking his bones and bleeding profusely.

Ding'an remembered something the little beggar had once said.

"If I were in dire straits with no one to rely on, wouldn't it be possible to turn the tide and defeat them if I took my 'Five Elements Poison Qi'?"

So he took out the pills made by the little beggar.

A bright red pill, as bright as the sun, was swallowed in one gulp!
The moment it entered my mouth, it instantly transformed into a warm, sweet liquid that flowed into my stomach.

"It's delicious!" Ding'an licked his lips. "The little beggar was right, it's quite sweet!"

His joy was short-lived, as a sharp pain surged from his lungs, initially only the size of a pinhead, but in an instant, it became the size of a millstone!

My entire internal organs felt like they were on fire.

He tried to circulate his qi to resist, but a sharp pain shot through his chest, so he quickly focused his mind on his heart meridian. Unexpectedly, the moment the thought crossed his mind, his kidneys started to hurt, and before he could react, a mouthful of acidic fluid rushed to his mouth and nose!
In that instant, his internal organs ached and felt numb, and the excruciating pain was mixed with an intense itching. For a moment, Ding'an was in unbearable pain and curled up.

Seeing this, Li Chenzhou shook his head, said "sorry," and raised his fist to strike.

Bang, bang, bang, he punched her more than ten times in a row.

The fighting was so fierce that houses collapsed and buildings crumbled, leaving only a large crater in the ground.

Ding'an huddled inside.

Seeing Ding An's body riddled with broken bones, Li Chenzhou was ready to deliver the final blow.

But little did anyone know, his punches, like the Fire Cloud Evil God opening up Ah Xing's meridians, actually brought Ding An a blessing in disguise.

It is said that the "Fire Greed One Blade" practiced by Ding'an is the ultimate martial art of the "Heart Sect" lineage, which is known as "If you are defeated but do not die, and your heart is not changed, then everything is possible".

The aim is to maximize one's mental and willpower, so that the more adversity one faces, the stronger one's fighting spirit becomes, relying entirely on the last breath in one's heart to keep going.

Ding'an is in a similar situation now. Externally, Li Chenzhou's hundred punches have broken all the bones in his body, while internally, the "Five Elements Poisonous Qi" is burning his internal organs. He is suffering from both internal and external damage.

Surprisingly, it fits the cultivation path of "Fire Greed One Cut".

It involves deliberately disrupting the Ren and Du meridians, putting the person in a desperate situation, stimulating the body's full potential, and re-integrating the body's meridians into one, thereby breaking through the limits of internal strength.

Therefore, at this moment, Ding'an unleashed his potential, opened up the Yin-Yang Six Meridians, and then connected with the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, so that all the meridians in his body could be connected.

Furthermore, the "Five Elements Poisonous Qi" tempers the internal organs, further enhancing their potential.

From then on, one can enter the highest hall of martial arts.

Ding An suddenly stood up and unleashed a "Burning City" attack, shattering Li Chenzhou's body. With a backhand flick, Li Chenzhou's head flew away like a ball!
Correspondingly, this strike destroyed the entire West City.

Perhaps it's because this method of improvement is so painful, bordering on heresy.

Ding'an was consumed by murderous intent, his mind reeling, and he actually followed the direction of the severed head all the way to this place.

Looking into his bloodshot eyes, Hongxiu knew that Ding'an was on the verge of falling into demonic possession.

But she just wanted to laugh.

Then he burst into laughter: "A broken hand? Why are you acting like you're drunk?"

Ding'an remained silent.

Her eyes became even redder.

He stared at the girl, then at the demonic blade, and gasped for breath.

He let out a long howl, glaring angrily, his black hair standing on end with the flames engulfing his entire body!
Hongxiu's smile gradually faded, and she said calmly, "What, do you want to try it out with me?"

Ding'an roared, "Sweep through the enemy ranks!"

He leaped up, sword in hand, and made a feinting slash forward!
In an instant, flames flashed and heat billowed, and a giant blade of fire, over ten feet long, burst forth!

"Holy crap, Ding'an, you've gone astray!"

With a flash, Hongxiu appeared above Ding'an's head, casually slashing with her sword, "You actually shouted 'Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies' and used 'Splitting Mount Hua with Force'!"

The candle flames fell red.

Ding An remained unmoved, and then extended his righteous hand.

when!
The beggar was a little stunned, but then realized that Ding An had caught his knife with one hand.

Ding An rolled his eyes and revealed a bloodthirsty sneer.

The next moment, the little beggar felt an overwhelming force coming from the blade, and he was swung up!

"Oh my god!"

Before the little beggar could finish his exclamation, he slammed his fist to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Ding An gripped the demonic blade and slammed the little beggar to the ground repeatedly. Then, with a casual flick of his wrist, the beggar was launched into the air with a whoosh, his red sleeves flying several feet away.

"Damn it, you're going to cut off my hand and use me as a club, aren't you?"

The little beggar was furious. He suddenly flipped himself up, clenched his fists, straightened his neck, and ran over with a thud.

Ding An grinned arrogantly and unleashed three lightning-fast strikes, the flames flashing brightly.

Hongxiu didn't tolerate him either, shouting, "You're asking for it!" The demonic blade swirled, and a dense rain of blade light suddenly shot out.

Ta-da!

In an instant, blood and fire surged and churned, sparks flew and filled the night sky, flickering and blurring, like a revolving lantern, making it difficult to discern objects.

The red-sleeved demonic blade danced wildly, exuding a chilling aura, as she shouted, "Faster, faster, faster!"

"Ah~!"

Ding An roared, a surge of anger rising within him, his eyes seemingly burning with fire, frantically unleashing his potential.

Swish, swish, swish—the flashes of blades were like a sea of light, and the raging tor

In an instant, the fire blade and the blood blade clashed even more fiercely, ruthlessly, and wildly!
Before Ding'an fell into demonic possession, he was already a top master in the world.

Now, after being ravaged by Li Chenzhou's iron fist and the "Five Elements Poisonous Gas," his potential has been unleashed, and he has turned misfortune into blessing, opening up his six meridians and eight extraordinary vessels.

Regardless of the six meridians (Taiyin, Jueyin, Shaoyin, Yangming, Shaoyang, Taiyang) or the eight extraordinary meridians (Ren, Du, Chong, Dai, Yinqiao, Yangqiao, Yinwei, Yangwei), internal energy can move freely at this time and is no longer controlled by natural qi and blood.

According to Fang Zijing, the creator of the "Fire Greed One Knife" technique, Ding'an had already gained the brute strength of "Six Tigers and Eight Oxen". Without using "Burning City with Fierce Fire", he could even channel his true energy into the six meridians and eight extraordinary vessels, making the effect more than ten times that of an ordinary person.

This kind of "mind-based" method is truly something I've been pondering.

If you can't kill them, then fight them to the death.

The more injured he is, the more ferocious he becomes; he truly is a Bronze Saint from Saint Seiya.

now.

As Saint Seiya's strength grew, with a few powerful strikes, he smashed Hongxiu's feet into the ground.

The little beggar's eyebrows shot up: "Oh dear, they've turned against the Heavenly Generals!" He suddenly jumped up.

The little feet with golden bells tied around them suddenly lifted up, and with a whoosh, they kicked out three times.

Ding An casually waved his hand, parrying each one with ease.

Not only that, his prosthetic hand suddenly turned red, like a branding iron, and he twisted his body and slashed forward.

call!
A fiery cloud rolled in diagonally.

With a flick of her wrist, lightning flashed, and she shattered the fiery cloud with a single punch.

Scattered sparks fell to the ground, instantly turning the area underfoot black.

"Drink!"

Seeing that Ding'an was still going to cut her, Hongxiu immediately twisted her demonic blade and pulled him away.

His left hand reached out and grabbed at Xiang Ding'an's chest with lightning speed and great force.

Ding An's eyes turned bloodshot. He unleashed his "Feng Liu" technique, transforming his entire body into a fiery tornado as he lunged backward.

But Hongxiu arrived first, her body as swift as a breeze, catching up in an instant. She then reached out with one hand, exerting force with the heel of her palm.

"Down!"

The little beggar roared, unleashing his divine power and channeling it into his opponent's meridians, instantly pinning Ding An to the ground!
Hongxiu mimicked Wu Song fighting the tiger, her small fists flying high, pounding Ding'an until his face was bruised and swollen, all the while cursing and beating him:

"You son of a bitch, are you possessed by a demon?"

Bang bang bang!
"You still dare to resist?"

Snapped!
"You dare bite me, you son of a bitch?"

Ding'an roared and waved his hands wildly after being beaten, then shouted, "Get out!"

His body spun in a spiral, his eagle blade flashed out, and a fiery cloud of crimson flames shot into the sky!

Hongxiu kicked him in the mouth.

With a "whoosh," Ding'an embedded himself in the ground.

The little beggar flew backward in the air, like a streak of blood.

Boom!

Ding'an burst forth from the ground, its flames flashing like a fiery red cloud, its blades blazing and roaring out.

With a flick of her wrist, the red-sleeved scimitar spun, its light swirling like silk threads, moving at her will, like a sudden net descending from the heavens, attacking the enemy from all sides.

Facing the "Sleeve Divine Blade" whose blade energy is as fine as silk and can strike in all directions.

Ignoring everything else, Ding'an brandished his eagle-blade wildly, striking with lightning speed and unleashing a series of slashes.

In an instant, the two attacked and defended, chased and fled, exchanging hundreds of moves.

Faced with the increasingly powerful and rising blade light of the demon-possessed Ding'an, Hongxiu knew that he had been accumulating his energy for a long time, and once he did unleash it, it would be unstoppable.

Faced with this perilous situation, Hongxiu suddenly held the demonic blade upright in front of her.

In an instant, Ding An's vision blurred, and he felt Hongxiu's body suddenly dissolve, as if countless images were created and attacked him all at once.

In an instant, the streets were filled with rolling beggars and gleaming scimitars. Hongxiu was no longer a person, but rather like wisps of smoke, swirling around Ding'an.

Facing the red sleeves that unleash "Blood in the Wind," as unpredictable as smoke.

Ding An's bloodshot eyes darted around, and after a while, he felt dizzy and quickly closed his eyes.

"Hehe, silly broken hand." Hongxiu's light laughter was everywhere. "Go ahead and hit me."

brush!
He cleaved it in two with a single stroke.

"Hehehe, can't hit it!"

Brush brush!
Her red sleeves flickered, and she chuckled mischievously, "I just can't hit her!"

Annoyed by the beggar's cheeky voice, Ding An simply closed his eyes, extended his prosthetic arm with a whoosh, and casually smashed it.

"Ouch!"

A figure appeared in red sleeves, clutching her head and crying out in pain.

"Hahaha!" Ding'an opened his eyes and laughed like a pig.

"Damn it, cut off his hand!" Hongxiu was angry because she had forgotten Ding'an's incredible luck, and also because she was enraged by his mocking pig-like squeal.

He immediately flipped his wrist and was about to swing the knife to strike.

Ding An also raised his eagle-blade, flames shooting into the sky, and charged forward.

The two were now truly enraged and were about to fight to the death.

Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out:

"Damn it, why are you studying gold inlaying, you little beggar? You don't have the means!"

"Ding'an, what are you trying to prove with those big nostrils that you're 'Junior Brother Demon Blade Wind'? You don't even have the looks for it!"

Ok?
Upon hearing this, the two men, who were about to fight, suddenly stopped.

Then, with a stern face, he slowly looked towards the end of the street.

That rascal Ren, dressed in white, strode over.

"Pooh!"

Ding'an and the little beggar spat at each other and rushed towards him.

Call you a bitch!