Wood chips flying everywhere!

  Fang Chen stood in the ruins, looking outside with a gaze as sharp as electricity.

  Outside, more than a dozen people, including Ding Chunqiu, Duan Yanqing, and the two extraordinary young men, were all staring at Fang Chen in the ruins.

  Su Xinghe couldn't stop these people at all, and when he saw the wooden house collapse, he hurriedly flew over.

  "Master!"

  Su Xinghe saw Wu Yaozi beside Fang Chen at a glance, and immediately let out a sad cry, throwing himself on Wu Yaozi's body, with tears streaming down his face.

  Some of Su Xinghe's disciples also rushed over, their faces filled with sorrow.

  "Is that old thing Wuyanzi?"

  Ding Chunqiu, who was standing by, saw Su Xinghe's shout and was startled at first. He pulled up his legs and wanted to run away, but then stopped in his tracks, looking vigilantly towards the ruins with his whole body on high alert.

  He secretly calculated Wu Ya Zi thirty years ago, and what he was after was the North Ming Divine Art.

  Although he succeeded in mental calculation, Ding Chunqiu still had a great deal of apprehension towards Wu Ya Zi's master.

  "Huh? This old thing seems to have just died?"

  Ding Chunqiu looked at Fang Chen's eyes flashing, this kid just stayed in there for so long, shouldn't be...?

  Ding Chunqiu's gaze suddenly fell on Fang Chen's fingers and he exclaimed in surprise. "Seven Treasures Jade Ring!"

  "Kid, the old man actually passed on the position of leader of the Carefree Sect to you before he died?"

  "Jade tinkling?"

  Upon hearing Ding Chunqiu's voice, Su Xinghe, who was in the midst of wailing, suddenly stopped and hastily looked at Fang Chen's hand. "Fang Shaoxia, you... this Jade Linglong..."

  "Su senior, this token was given to me by Wu Ya Zi senior before he died. He asked me to clean up the door." Fang Chen's words fell, and his eyes landed on Ding Chun Qiu's body.

  "Disciple Su Xinghe, has seen the Master!"

  Upon hearing Fang Chen's words, Su Xinghe immediately understood and hastily knelt down to pay his respects.

  Su Xinghe's many disciples saw this and one by one knelt down in front of Fang Chen.

  "You think you can clean up the family just because you're a young whippersnapper? The Seven Treasures Jade is not something you can handle, hand it over!"

  At this moment, Ding Chunqiu let out a strange laugh and pounced on Fang Chen!

  "Head of the sect, you'd better leave quickly! Remember, when I've fully mastered my martial arts, I'll come back to kill Ding Chunqiu!" Su Xinghe shouted loudly, leading his disciples to block Ding Chunqiu. "Ding Chunqiu, thirty years ago you secretly plotted against our master and lost all sense of morality, now it's time for me to settle the score with you!"

  Boom!

  Facing the desperate Su Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu was tied up for a while.

  "What is this?"

  Fang Chen leapt up and prepared to leave the battlefield. Su Xinghe's body was full of poison, he didn't dare take any risks.

  But unexpectedly, he found himself flying up nearly four meters in an instant.

  "Great, with the power of Wuyanzi senior, I can jump so high all at once!" Fang Chen was overjoyed, he had already surpassed 100 years of cultivation and his whole body felt a strong sense of power.

  "Little one, where are you going! Leave behind Jade Linglong!"

  Fang Chen suddenly jumped up more than ten feet high, and Ding Chunqiu's eyes revealed a look of surprise. He shook his hand and three cold stars shot towards Fang Chen!

  The three-point shooting speed is extremely fast.

  Wow!

  Fang Chen Ling Bo lightly stepped out, his body like a ghost, and circled behind Ding Chun Qiu's back, his palms striking out in mid-air.

  In an instant, a strong gust of wind suddenly arose!

  Bang!

  Ding Chunqiu's body was like a straw man, instantly swept away by the fierce palm wind, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and fell to the ground several meters away with a thud, twitching constantly, apparently dead.

  "Hiss~~"

  "What profound inner strength!"

  "A single palm strike severely injured Ding Chunqiu; perhaps only Beigong Fuyu's Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms can achieve this?"

  "It's too terrifying! This young man actually has such profound inner power, the North Ming Divine Art is indeed powerful!"

  “......”

  Fang Chen slapped Ding Chunqiu with one palm, causing all the Jianghu people present to be shocked and bewildered.

  One by one, they looked on in disbelief.

  Who is Ding Chunqiu?

  Occupying the Star宿Sea, with a great reputation, he was unexpectedly severely injured by this young man's single palm.

  At this moment, many of Ding Chunqiu's disciples were shocked one by one, looking at Ding Chunqiu who struggled on the ground several times but couldn't get up, and didn't know what to do.

  The constant flattery and bootlicking that had been going on before all disappeared.

  "Ding Chunqiu, your evil deeds are overflowing, harming the Jianghu. Today, I'll send you to the 18th level of hell!" Fang Chen appeared ten meters away from Ding Chunqiu, amidst the shocked gazes of many Jianghu people, and with a raise of his hand, a withered branch materialized in his palm.

  "Little one, old immortal... I've lost to you... there's nothing more to say. However, before I die, I have one question to ask... ask you!" Ding Chunqiu struggled to prop himself up, coughing out a large mouthful of blood.

  "Go ahead and ask."

  Fang Chen held a withered branch in his hand, accumulating momentum for a sudden release. This Ding Chunqiu was cunning and full of tricks, he couldn't let his guard down.

  "Is Wu Yaozi going to pass on the position of leader to you? And his powers as well?" Up until this moment, Ding Chunqiu still couldn't believe it.

  "Not bad."

  Fang Chen said in a cold voice.

  "So it was..."

  Ding Chunqiu coughed violently several times, and his speech became much more fluent. "I, Ding Chunqiu, have been roaming the Jianghu for decades, not defeated by you, but by that old killer Wuyazi. Don't bother to take action, I'll settle this myself!"

  Ding Chunqiu finished speaking and smiled three times in a row, each time more sinister than the last. His eyes gradually closed.

  Seeing Ding Chunqiu was dead, his many disciples under him scrambled up and ran away one by one.

  "Halt!"

  Fang Chen raised his head and looked at the numerous Star Sect disciples who had suddenly shouted in unison.

  These poisonous people must abandon their martial arts, otherwise they will continue to harm all directions!

  "Beg for mercy, great hero! The great hero's divine skills are invincible. With a raise of his hand and a movement of his foot, he killed the old demon of the Star Sect..."

  "A young hero, exceptionally handsome, rarely seen in this world..."

  “......”

  Upon hearing Fang Chen's words, many Xingxu Sect disciples knocked their heads in unison, lavishing praise on Fang Chen, with everyone trying to outdo each other in flattery.

  Just want to save my life.

  "To prevent you from causing harm in the martial world, let's abolish your martial arts skills!"

  Fang Chen raised his hand, and the withered branch in his hand shattered into dozens of pieces, which he then shot out.

  Dozens of Xing Su sect disciples fell one by one, instantly pale and limp, their Qi Hai acupoints struck by Fang Chen.

  Fang Chen's move was the Tian Nu San Hua An Qi hand technique, which was actually taught by Wang Yu Yan.

  His internal strength at this moment has reached over a hundred years, and the power of shooting hidden weapons is not trivial.

  "Commander, something's wrong! Wang Gongzhu has been taken hostage by that ugly monk!" Just as Fang Chen scanned the valley and found it strange that he couldn't see Wang Yuyan anywhere, Ah Cui flew over to report.

  "What? That bald donkey, how dare he!"

  Hearing Ahui's report, Fang Chen was furious beyond measure.

  Isn't it enough for you to die slowly?

  "Why didn't you stop him? Didn't go to rescue? Are you all just eating dry rice?" Fang Chen's eyes turned cold, Wang Yuxian was his own martial arts teacher!

  After several months of getting along, Fang Chen subconsciously regarded Wang Yuyan as her own person. How could she have something to do?

  "Commander, we've caught up, but that monk said if we fly to chase him, he'll immediately kill Wang's daughter, so..." Ah Shuai hastily said, seeing Fang Chen's furious expression change.

  "Which direction did they go?" Fang Chen's eyes were gloomy.

  "He went west."

  A monk points to the Western Pure Land.

  "Get me a flyer! Go back to Mirror Lake and gather all the rocket flyers for me!" Fang Chen grabbed one of the rocket flyers, took off his flight device, put it on, and instantly rose into the air.

  "Yes, Commander!"

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