Due to the dangerous surrounding environment, the Xingsu Sect has never encountered foreign invasion since its establishment.

Therefore, I never thought about how to defend.

Every day, the disciples patrol and guard the matter is just a matter of vain, and no one has ever taken this job seriously.

Therefore, when hundreds of divine weapons and puppets rushed over at full speed, they almost encountered any obstacles and rushed into the Star Constellation Sect directly.

All the patrol disciples they met halfway through turned around and ran away immediately.

Not to mention trying to intercept, there was no warning.

I was afraid that the brothers in front of me would get the news, so I ran away in advance and no one would give me a custody.

It was not until the divine weapon puppet chased into the sect, separated in all directions, and chased the star disciples contaminated with the deadly orchid pollen that there was a sporadic battle.

However, most battles are about to collapse.

The divine weapon puppet is not afraid of ordinary swords. Even if a few wounds are cut, it can heal in the blink of an eye.

The flying needle poison arrows emitted by disciples of the Xingsu Sect are even less effective.

Although ordinary people do not know any moves, they can also kill people by surrounding a disciple in three or five ways, and then pounce on them and bite them directly.

The disciples of Xingsu are selfish and save their lives first. As long as they are not blocked, they cannot escape, no one will stay in place to resist.

Therefore, the speed of the Star Constellation Sect falling is almost equivalent to the running speed of the divine weapon.

"Master, master, foreign enemies invade, and 100,000 are in a hurry. The disciple is coming to report the news to the death." A disciple ran to the stone house where Ding Chunqiu was in seclusion, and knelt down and shouted.

"I respectfully ask my master to show my light, perform the great magic, and kill all the enemies."

"I respectfully ask my master to come out of seclusion and kill all the enemies."

"I respectfully ask my master to come out of seclusion and kill all the enemies."

Soon, many disciples also fled here and knelt down and begged.

Most of these people are disciples who patrol and guard at night. Compared to disciples who are directly blocked in the house, those who have something to do outside have escaped faster and farther.

"Help, Master, help me, brothers..."

However, without waiting for any reaction in the stone house, a magic weapon had already arrived here after the pollen-deep disciples.

"Please ask your master to come out of seclusion."

"Please..."

"Ah...save me..."

More and more disciples came here, and more magical weapons were chased here, and chaos and fighting also spread here.

Squeak.

The stone door finally opened, and an old man with a burly figure and a clear appearance walked out of it.

The old man's hair and beard are all white, his robe is wide and his sleeves are fluttering, and his clothes are quite elegant. He is the old monster Ding Chunqiu of the Star Constellation.

At this time, he saw him slowly step out of the stone house with a feather fan in his hand.

"Master, help me..." A nearby disciple was overjoyed and immediately ran over and knelt in front of Ding Chunqiu.

The two divine weapons who were chasing him naturally followed and rushed towards him.

Ding Chunqiu didn't know the magic weapon. When he saw that the two people who were chasing him were completely unruly, they were just ordinary people's ways of speeding up, they didn't take it seriously.

The feather fan in his hand waved lightly, and a stream of poisonous powder from the wind carried the two magic weapons.

However, beyond his expectations, the two divine weapons were blown by Qingfeng, but they did not have any trouble and still rushed towards them at the same speed.

Ding Chunqiu was surprised. His left hand, which was originally behind him, instantly hit twice in a row, and two palm forces hit the Danzhong point of the two divine weapons in the air.

Again beyond Ding Chunqiu's expectations, the divine weapon that was hit by his palm force seemed to have no feeling, and his actions remained unchanged. He rushed directly to the disciple and started to bite and fight.

"Ah! Master... Master saves me..."

Ding Chunqiu frowned and threw several poison powder at the "three people" on the ground.

As soon as the disciple touched the poison powder, he died of blood from his seven orifices, which showed the toxicity.

But the two magic weapons were still unscathed. After the disciple died, they immediately stood up and rushed to another nearby disciple who had been pollen.

Ding Chunqiu became more and more surprised, and his body flashed. He came to a magic weapon, knocked him to the ground with one palm, and looked at his body.

"So that's the case, not a living person, but a puppet refined with secret techniques." Ding Chunqiu's generation of poisonous Taoists had a better understanding of the human body than any famous doctor in the world, and he soon discovered the situation of the divine weapon.

The divine weapon struggled endlessly, but how could it escape Ding Chunqiu's control?

Soon, Ding Chunqiu used all kinds of methods on him, but there was no use at all. He couldn't help but frown and said, "It's impossible that there is no cover, otherwise if anyone mastered this secret technique, wouldn't it be invincible in the world? Changing dynasties is not a problem."

After thinking for a while, Ding Chunqiu pointed at all the major acupoints of the Divine Soldiers.

When he pointed to the Tianzhu point on the back of his neck, Ding Chunqiu looked like a move, his hands were filled with internal energy, three golden needles were shocked, and the magic weapon also dissipated into a ball of powder.

"Master's divine power, these ghosts and monsters are all covered with powder in one palm." Seeing this, a disciple was hunted down and still took advantage of his breath to praise and compliment.

His flattery was not in vain.

Ding Chunqiu was proudly breaking the door of the divine weapon. When he heard his words, he was in a good mood. His figure flashed and he came to his side. With a casual blow, he shook the divine weapon that was chasing him.

"The master's magical power is vast, his magic power is boundless, and all the ghosts and monsters are filled with powder..."

Seeing this, the other disciples also praised it, and at the same time turned around and ran towards Ding Chunqiu's position.

Ding Chunqiu was unstoppable, his fists and palms flew, and the magical weapons turned into powder in front of him.

"Master's magical power is vast, and his magic power is boundless..." Another disciple shouted a slogan and rolled and crawled over.

When this disciple came to Ding Chunqiu, he seemed to feel safe. He relaxed and tripped his feet and fell on Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu was about to pull him away with one sleeve, but saw a brilliant sword light blooming from the man's cuff and slashing towards him.

At the same time, the tall and powerful divine weapon chasing behind this man jumped deep and punched in the air. The punching style was domineering, and the hammered Ding Chunqiu hard.

What a good thing Ding Chunqiu, although he was shocked, his left hand turned into a slap and hit the blade.

The feather fan in his right hand tides on the invading fist and flew out the strong man who was flying in the air without any place to leverage his power.

At the same time, my body turned and avoided the blade.

The sword light was so fast that Ding Chunqiu could not escape from the side.

Fortunately, although his beating was a step slower, it still played a role in the end, which made the knife slightly change the path, and then he narrowly avoided it, just a piece of the corner of his clothes was peeled off.

The swordsman failed to hit the attack, without any nostalgia, immediately turned around and fled, rushed into the disciples and the magical weapons, and disappeared.

Ding Chunqiu was supposed to pursue the strong man who was picked up, and wanted to kill him while he had just landed and had not yet established a firm foothold.

However, before he could take action, a policeman in his heart realized that another expert was approaching.

Ding Chunqiu quickly glanced around and found that except for the strong man, one person appeared in each of the other three directions.

To the east is an old man with a long beard, and to the north and south are two middle-aged people with similar appearances.

Ding Chunqiu looked inconvenient, so he gently shook the feather fan, put on poison powder, and said, "Who is the rat? You dare to come to my Xingsuhai to seek death."

"Chad the throat finger, Sima's deserted tomb, I've seen Mr. Ding." The old man on the east side bowed.

"The top scholar Wu Shengxi of the poisonous hand, the top scholar Wu Shengdong, and the lucky one is to meet Mr. Ding." The two people from the north and south said in unison.

"The long-armed golden ape, Dugu Wei." The strong man shook his arm and reported to his own way.

At this time, the escaped swordsman appeared on a roof a little further away and smiled and said, "Don't give Sansan a thousand miles away. Is Mr. Ding satisfied with the meeting gift?"

Immediately, three more people jumped onto the roof and said aloud:
Chapter completed!