How could Qiao Feng be unprepared for Ding Chunqiu's poison skills and magic skills?

After coming to the Xingsu Sect, he held his breath and kept releasing his true energy to protect his body when he fought with Ding Chunqiu. He left as soon as he touched it.

With his internal strength, Ding Chunqiu could not even imagine his poisonous skills and transformation skills into his body.

As long as the opponent's poison is useless, Ding Chunqiu is just an ordinary innate strongman.

Still the kind of innate strong man with the lowest strength.

After discovering that the poisonous technique and the magic method of transformation was useless, Ding Chunqiu turned around and ran away, without the demeanor of a strong man at all.

Qiao Feng jumped over and easily blocked Ding Chunqiu's face.

"Lingbo Weibu!" Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth and spit out four words, his words full of jealousy.

Why did he betray his master Wuyazi? It was not because the old guy was not sure of teaching him the unique skills of the Xiaoyao Sect.

He had been waiting for decades, and if he hadn't been discouraged, he wouldn't have taken action secretly.

In the end, he got nothing and was charged with killing his master.

"Immortal!"

Ding Chunqiu cursed and continued to escape in another direction. Qiao Feng chased him in the rear.

"die!"

Angry shout sounded behind him, and Ding Chunqiu suddenly turned around and sprinkled poisonous smoke, and at the same time, the magic method of transformation was used again.

Faced with Ding Chunqiu's resistance, Qiao Feng was not afraid of danger, and the golden bell cover slowly emerged, and his speed increased instead of decreasing. He directly knocked away the poisonous smoke, and also squirted Ding Chunqiu's other hand, including the whole person's blood, lying on the ground like a rag doll.

The battle is determined!

After a cup of tea, Qiao Feng returned to the Xingsu Sect's resident alone.

As a result, as soon as I stepped into the door, I saw a sneaky figure trotting out.

A Zi touched the wrap that was almost as tall as hers, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

There is the Divine Wood King Ding, and the secrets of Old Monster Ding and money.

With these things, Ah Zi will become a famous female hero in the world in the future.

"By the way, I wonder if that person killed Old Monster Ding, is there any trouble for him?"

She was worried that Ding Chunqiu would not die, so she took away all the other party's things. If the other party was fine, she would definitely not be so.

At the same time, I was worried that something would happen to the man who was like a divine weapon coming from the sky. The scene where the other party entered the Star Sect was so handsome and so elegant.

Just as she was thinking about it, a shadow enveloped her.

Her cute little face turned pale, "Sir, teacher..."

She was so trembling that she could hardly speak, but when she found that the costumes of the person in front of her were a little strange and familiar, she slowly raised her head and saw the man who broke into their Star Sect.

"He, he's back. Then, the old monster is dead?"

After carefully looking at the little dot in front of you, Qiao Feng asked, "What's your name?"

"Hero, my name is A Zi."

"It's her. I didn't expect to join the Star Sect at such a young age. It wouldn't be surprising that she would have the same personality in the future when she grew up in such an environment."

When Qiao Feng was silent, A Zi's heart fell little by little. Her eyes turned, and soon a sad voice of crying sounded, "The old monster Ding captured our family and treated us as a test piece of his poison skills. My parents were all dead under his poison skills, and I was left to live in a breath. If it weren't for the hero, you came in time, I'm afraid I..."

While talking, he cried, his delicate face was filled with pear blossoms and rain, and he was pitiful.

Qiao Feng had no expression on his face, so he would not be deceived by the other party's acting skills.

Seeing the other party staring at him expressionlessly, A Zi gradually stopped her tears, lowered her head and looked timid, as if I was very scared.

"Where are you going?"

"I, I plan to go to Central Plains."

A Zi replied, then raised her head, "Hero, are you going to the Central Plains? If so, can you let me go with you?"

A Zi knew the dangers along the way. Although she was not afraid, someone could save a lot of trouble.

Hearing A Zi's request, Qiao Feng frowned slightly. He had something else to do next, and it was a bit cumbersome to bring a little girl.

"Hero, I'm very obedient, please~."

Qiao Feng's heart softened when he was acted like a cute little girl. Thinking about it, the other party was his future sister-in-law, and he couldn't just let the other party go back to the Central Plains alone.

"Okay. But you have to be honest and obedient."

"I will, hero."

The two left the Xingsu Sect and A Zi asked questions along the way.

"Hero, what's your name?"

"Qiao Feng."

"Oh, then how about I call you, Hero Qiao?"

"Hiss Qiao, you are so awesome! How did you practice?"

"Hiss Qiao, it's so unfamiliar to you! How about I call you Brother Qiao?"

"Brother Qiao, do you have someone you like?"

Qiao Feng's face became increasingly ugly, and he regretted it.

A Zi seemed to be unable to see Qiao Feng's face gradually turning black, and she was still talking nonstop.

In a canyon more than ten miles away, the two sides were fighting fiercely, and soon one side won the victory.

They wore uniforms and had strict rules in their actions, which clearly came from the same organization.

After the battle, they quickly packed up their things and evacuated quickly, with strict discipline and quick actions.

About a quarter of an hour later, Qiao Feng and A Zi appeared here.

At this moment, there were corpses lying on the ground, and there were several flags; the words "Starry School" were written on it.

"It's the third brother and the others, who actually killed them!" A Zi's scream sounded, and Ding Chunqiu's name was famous in the Western Regions.

Although Ding Chunqiu is dead now, no one knows it yet.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Qiao Feng couldn't help but think about the enemies these people had encountered.

Ding Chunqiu is a congenital strongman, and most people under his command dare not offend him. Just as he was thinking, his ears moved slightly and he heard a faint voice.

He flashed to a corpse, and the unheard voice became clear.

He waved his palm and slammed the opponent's heart, and saw that the corpse that had already lost its life suddenly came to life and opened his eyes.

"Damn Ming Cult, the old immortal will definitely not let you go!"

After uttering this sentence, the man glared at his eyes and died completely this time.

"Mingjiao!"

Qiao Feng instantly thought of Zhang Wuji and Yang Dingtian; then he thought of Fang La decades later, and the most important thing was "The Great Transfer of the World".

Compared to Ding Chunqiu, Qiao Feng was more interested in the Ming Cult's magical skills.

He carefully looked around and found some traces. He pulled A Zi's collar and quickly followed him.

"Ah~!"

A Zi wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was filled with a mouthful of the northwest wind. She had to shut up and let her face twist and twisted by the wind.

When Qiao Feng found a group of people, the group had just buried their companions and was about to continue setting off.
Chapter completed!