Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

When Xuan Nan saw that Xu Zhu was in trouble, he immediately flew forward to save him.

Seeing that Xuan Nan had taken the bait, Ding Chunqiu was smug. He struck several more times with his palms, his true energy mixed with poison shooting towards Xuan Nan. With a smile on his lips, he was already certain of victory.

Looking around at the crowd, fearing that something might go wrong, he decided to go all the way, pursed his lips and blew hard, producing several extremely sharp sounds. With a few flicks of his feather fan, he sent the whistling sound out.

A foul, fishy stench filled the entire room.

For Duan Yanqing, a top-tier expert who was injured, and Ye Erniang, Yue Laosan, Bao Butong, and other second-tier experts, he knew that the remote poison gas he used this time was not fatal. Fearing that they would be suppressed by his true energy and escape, he added a few more palm strikes to hit them, making them more injured and unable to cope.

Although his senior brother was not good at martial arts, he was the one who took the best care of him. He slapped Su Xinghe three times, causing Su Xinghe to vomit blood.

His intention was to capture the group, not to kill them.

Although he was surrounded by admirers in Xingxiu Sea, no real masters emerged under such circumstances. However, this group of people would be of utmost value, whether they were fed poison or used to practice poison techniques.

As for Su Xinghe, there's not much to say. At this point, his poison skills have reached a high level, and he has come up with all sorts of tricks. He is confident that he can get the sect's scriptures that he couldn't get back then.

Just as he was feeling smug, he suddenly felt uneasy. He turned around and saw a handsome young man smiling at him from more than ten meters away.

It opened its mouth to speak, its voice not loud, yet it seemed to echo in my ear:

"You really are here."

Ding Chunqiu found it strange. How could a young man give him such a strong sense of pressure?

Before Ding Chunqiu could even begin to ponder, he saw the other man's right thumb hook around his ring finger and flick it eight times.

Although Ding Chunqiu did not see any hidden weapons, he sensed a great danger. He immediately and hurriedly channeled his inner strength, leaping into the air to dodge the inexplicable aura of danger.

Murong Fu was not in a hurry. He deliberately blocked Ding Chunqiu's left and right dodging space with his sword, so that he would be able to take off and have nowhere to use his strength.

Then the Dragon-Capturing Skill was activated, aimed directly at Ding Chunqiu in the air.

After Murong Fu accidentally activated his personal space while using the Dragon Capture Technique, he and Zhong Ling practiced more and then made no further mistakes, activating it at will.

Therefore, this time Ding Chunqiu will not suddenly turn snow-white in the air.

Ding Chunqiu, who was in the air, realized that he was locked on by the qi and knew that he was in trouble. Although he had lightness skills, he had nowhere to use them and could only move slightly.

But the suction force from the other party held him tightly, and he immediately realized that the other party's martial arts were at least a level higher than his own, and he panicked.

While the other poisoned people were too busy to deal with it, Azi thought that with so many people dying today, her master should be satisfied and wouldn't lay a hand on her for a long time, right?

Who knows, maybe if I get happy, it will even give me the antidote, so I immediately perked up and shouted:

"The Starry Sky Immortal! His magical power is boundless!"

In the martial arts world of the Central Plains! No one can rival him!

With a gentle wave of the feather fan, the demons are subdued!

Shaolin monks are crying out in despair! Even the villains are weeping!

Hey! You pretty boy with the jade-like face, whatever tricks you try, my master will easily resolve them. Didn't you see him jump three feet high?

Hurry up and kneel down to beg the old immortal for forgiveness. Seeing how handsome you are, perhaps you even have a sliver of wisdom. Our old immortal might take pity on you and accept you as a seated attendant, or even an initiation disciple. That would be an inexhaustible blessing for you in your lifetime.

If fate allows, you might call me Senior Sister and serve the Old Immortal with me.

When the other disciples heard what Azi said, they immediately became anxious, afraid of being outshone by her and making themselves look useless.

So they rushed to flatter and fawn over him.

Little did they know that Ding Chunqiu, who was as ethereal as a god, was locked in place. He cried out inwardly, and was then pulled by Murong Fu and captured at his feet.

Along the way, he used his sword to strike all the pressure points on his body.

Ding Chunqiu had no strength left and collapsed like a limp rag in front of Murong Fu.

Just then, the Xingxiu Sect disciples behind, unaware of the situation, continued to boast and talk nonsense until the voices in front stopped. They were greatly surprised and peered ahead, only to find Ding Chunqiu being trampled under the man's feet.

The scene fell silent for a moment, with only the howling wind echoing through the valley, which was quite eerie.

All eyes were fixed on Murong Fu, and they were all incredulous as they watched him easily capture the demon.

Duan Yanqing and the others were especially frightened, while the Shaolin monks were dumbfounded, the Eight Friends of Hangu were greatly shocked, and Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e cheered loudly.

But Murong Fu didn't care. He noticed that most of the people in the valley, except for the monsters from the Xingxiu Sect, seemed to be poisoned, so he stepped over Ding Chunqiu's body and walked over.

A'Zhu possessed the Lesser Formless Skill, which allowed her to suppress this level of poison. Upon seeing the young master emerge and defeat him in one move, she immediately beamed with joy.

Murong Fu walked over and found that A'Zhu and A'Bi were not in serious condition, not to mention Duan Yu.

The others experienced some problems, some even feeling dizzy, but Mingyu's true energy entered their bodies from a distance, and the others immediately felt much better.

After Murong Fu rescued them, he looked around and found that there were quite a few familiar faces, including the young monk Xuzhu and the old monk Xuannan.

Then I saw eight strangely shaped people, who must be the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass. One of them was in good condition, so he must be the skilled physician Xue.

He has the ability to detoxify, but if he is poisoned without realizing it, it will take him a lot of effort to cure himself.

After Murong Fu used his internal energy to completely remove the toxins from him, he had him remove the toxins from the others.

Seeing the group of Xingxiu Sect disciples trembling in fear, they suddenly heard a little girl say:

"Jade-faced Young Master! Unrivaled under Heaven!"

The martial arts world of Central China! Kneel at our feet!

It turned out that Ah Zi saw that Murong Fu had subdued Ding Chunqiu in one move, and realized that she had just insulted him, so she was probably doomed.

But seeing the other person looking at him, he decided to steel himself and start praising them.

But since Ding Chunqiu was still alive, and she didn't know if she could escape, she didn't dare to step on Ding Chunqiu again. So she praised Murong Fu indiscriminately, hoping that he would also like her and spare her life.

The others, not to be outdone, immediately began praising him with great fanfare, afraid that if they were too slow, they would be slapped to death.

Murong Fu seemed not to hear this, but went to Bao Butong and said in a deep voice, "Don't let any of these people out, and don't kill them either. Wait for me to come out."

The Xingxiu Sect members, hearing that this person wouldn't let them leave but also wouldn't let them kill them, figured it must be because they had praised him so highly that they had won the young master's heart, so they praised him even more enthusiastically.

But Murong Fu didn't even glance at them, and walked straight to the wooden house, mentioning Ding Chunqiu, who was lying on the road like a dead dog.

Praises and music filled the air, because they believed that this person must have exceptional hearing as well as superb martial arts skills.

Even after entering the room, one can still hear their own voice, and without being told to stop, one cannot endure it for even a moment longer.

The most hardworking one was undoubtedly A Zi, and her unique perspective was truly remarkable, which speaks volumes about her professionalism.

After listening, Bao Butong exclaimed that he had met his match. This young girl was just as sharp-tongued as he was.

So he asked, "Young lady, what's your name? Are you a disciple of the Starry Constellation Old Monster?"

Knowing that he was that young master's subordinate and that they might have to work together in the future, Azi said, "My name is Azi. I was indeed Ding Chunqiu's disciple before."

Upon hearing the name, A Zhu exclaimed "Ah!" but then frowned.

.......

Inside the wooden house, Wu Yazi was wondering why Murong Fu had suddenly gone out.

In the blink of an eye, he came back, dragging an object in his hand.

"Yes, were you talking about him?"

With a thud, Murong Fu threw the object in his hand onto the wooden floor, making a dull sound.