Chapter 84

"The Xu Clan's ancestor has actually returned to the peak of his prime; how is this possible?" Liang Jingtang, who had been self-satisfied, could not help but change his expression.

"This news is currently being blocked by the Xu Clan, precisely to catch the Three-Family Alliance off guard and uproot them. It is laughable that the Three-Family Alliance is still dreaming the beautiful dream of toppling the Xu Clan." Shi Fengyuan was very satisfied with Liang Jingtang's reaction and continued.

"Since the news is blocked, I imagine only the core personnel of the Xu Clan should know; how did you find out?" Xia Daoming frowned, his expression somewhat grave.

"My youngest daughter is clever and well-behaved; last year she was favored by the Xu Clan's ancestor and was able to serve the old man. She inadvertently learned of this secret and secretly told me in private!" In order to save his life, Shi Fengyuan was very frank.

"To actually be rejuvenated and return to the peak, it seems this old thing must have some good things on hand! Could there be some cultivation background behind him?" Xia Daoming stroked his chin, his thoughts becoming heavy.

"Daoming, what should we do now?" Liang Jingtang said with knitted brows.

A Grandmaster can manifest energy into form and kill from a distance.

The entire Li Cheng only has one Grandmaster.

If Xu Zhiyuan's blood and energy were severely declining, Liang Jingtang would still have some confidence in his little disciple.

But if Xu Zhiyuan had already returned to his peak state, Liang Jingtang would have no confidence in Xia Daoming.

"Instructor Xia, Hall Master Liang, I have already told you such an important secret; you should know how to choose by now!" Seeing that Xia Daoming and Liang Jingtang's expressions were both quite grave, Shi Fengyuan gradually regained some confidence.

"Thank you, Clan Master Shi, for telling me such a secret; as a return, I will also tell you a secret." Xia Daoming said with a solemn expression.

"What secret?" Shi Fengyuan's expression was somewhat stunned.

"The secret of who killed your son!" Xia Daoming said.

"Who killed my son? Was it you?" Shi Fengyuan was slightly stunned, then struggled to crawl up, his facial muscles twisted, almost ferocious and terrifying.

"Since the Xu Clan's ancestor has already returned to his peak state, I will definitely choose to stand with the Xu Clan. Since I am standing with the Xu Clan, if I were the one who killed him, do you think I would tell you now?" Xia Daoming asked in return.

"Then who killed him?" Shi Fengyuan said through gritted teeth.

He did not doubt Xia Daoming's words; if it were him, if the Xu Clan's ancestor had already returned to his peak, he would also choose the Xu Clan.

"It was Ding Chuding. A few months ago, I went on a long journey, and on the way to Green Cypress City, I happened to see the two sides fighting. Unfortunately, Shi Yingdeng's strength was a bit weak and he was no match for Ding Chuding." Xia Daoming said.

"Woo woo!" Ding Chuding widened his eyes and shook his head repeatedly.

Liang Jingtang and Liu Qiaolian also widened their eyes.

No one knew better than them that Shi Yingdeng was killed by Xia Daoming.

"Ding Chuding, I should have thought of it long ago! I want to kill you!" Shi Fengyuan suppressed the chaotic blood and energy in his body and suddenly pulled out his saber.

"Damn it, it can't be such a coincidence! That guy Shi Yingdeng happened to have a grudge with Ding Chuding!" Seeing this, Xia Daoming cursed inwardly while snatching the saber from Shi Fengyuan's hand and stopping him.

"Clan Master Shi, one secret for one secret; we are now even. However, your Shi Clan crippled my Senior Brother Gu Ren, smashed my Senior Sister's Yaohua Pavilion, and killed and injured many people. I haven't settled this account with you yet, and you want to pick up a ready-made bargain? You have underestimated me too much!"

"Instructor Xia, what do you mean by that?" Shi Fengyuan asked.

"What do I mean?" Xia Daoming gave a cold laugh: "You want to kill Ding Chuding; I can give you the chance. But if you want to kill the trussed-up Ding Chuding so easily to avenge your son, then don't even think about it."

As he spoke, Xia Daoming walked to Ding Chuding's side, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "If you want to live, fight Shi Fengyuan properly; don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will kill you now!"

After saying that, Xia Daoming used the saber to cut the ropes.

Ding Chuding could not figure out what kind of play Xia Daoming was putting on.

However, that was not important now.

What was important was that now, in a life-and-death battle with Shi Fengyuan, he still had a glimmer of hope for survival!

Therefore, as soon as Xia Daoming cut the ropes, Ding Chuding pulled off the rag in his mouth and stared fixedly at Shi Fengyuan.

"Ding Chuding, I want to kill you!" Shi Fengyuan roared, raised his palm-saber, took a charging step forward, and slashed at Ding Chuding.

Under the setting sun, the palm-saber faintly flashed with a black metallic luster.

It was precisely the Black Evil Palm passed down through generations of the Shi Clan.

"Kill!" Seeing this, Ding Chuding leaped up like a snake, his Snake-Letter Palm lashing out.

The Ding Clan passed down the Profound Snake Art, which, come to think of it, had some similarities with the Dragon-Snake Art.

Therefore, some collateral disciples of the Ding Clan who were not valued by the family and had no chance to observe the secret diagrams turned to spending money to learn martial arts at the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Hall.

The Black Evil Palm was fierce and strong, while the Profound Snake Palm was yin, soft, and changeable.

The two fought an evenly matched battle in the inner courtyard.

But Shi Fengyuan was ultimately old, and his palm technique was too fierce and strong, consuming a huge amount of energy, so he gradually became unable to hold on. Ding Chuding found a flaw and struck his heart with a snake-shaped drill punch.

Shi Fengyuan spat out blood on the spot and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Ding Chuding was overjoyed and was just about to step forward to finish off Shi Fengyuan when a palm wind came at his face.

It turned out that Xia Daoming had cut Shi Yinghao's ropes at some unknown time.

Ding Chuding had no choice but to give up on Shi Fengyuan and fight with Shi Yinghao instead.

Ding Chuding quickly fell into a disadvantage, receiving several Black Evil Palms in succession; his clothes turned into fragments and scattered everywhere, and black palm prints were faintly visible on his skin.

"Many thanks, Instructor Xia!" Seeing that Shi Yinghao had completely gained the upper hand and would soon be able to avenge his son, Shi Fengyuan felt relieved and could not help but have a little less resentment toward Xia Daoming, specifically thanking Xia Daoming who was standing beside him.

"Clan Master Shi is too polite; actually, you have the wrong target. The one who truly killed your son and Lin Lu was me." Xia Daoming slowly squatted down and said softly to Shi Fengyuan, who was sitting on the ground, with a smile on his face.

"You..." Shi Fengyuan immediately had a mouthful of blood surge into his throat, and his eyes turned blood-red, as if they were about to drip blood.

"Your son was an animal; I didn't expect you to be one too!" Xia Daoming continued to smile.

"I want to kill you! I want to kill you!" Upon hearing this, Shi Fengyuan acted as if he were insane, reaching out to grab Xia Daoming's neck.

Xia Daoming gave a cold laugh, murderous intent fully revealed in his eyes, and raised his Snake-Head Fist, striking his temple fiercely.

Shi Fengyuan's head tilted, and he died on the spot.

However, his eyes were wide open.

He died with his eyes wide open in anger!

"You!" Shi Yinghao caught a glimpse of Xia Daoming killing his uncle with one punch and was stunned on the spot, instead being hit in the back by Ding Chuding's punch, stumbling.

This punch made Shi Yinghao not dare to look around anymore, and he did not have the time to think about what kind of play Xia Daoming was putting on.

Otherwise, after a few more punches, he would have to follow in his uncle's footsteps.

"Master, if we keep fighting, Ding Chuding is going to kick the bucket; you should work hard and go up to give him a helping hand." Xia Daoming said.

"What kind of medicine is in your gourd, kid?" Liang Jingtang glared at Xia Daoming with a confused face, but still followed the arrangement, shouted loudly, and rushed up, joining forces with Ding Chuding to fight Shi Yinghao.

Liang Jingtang was now old but vigorous, and in just a few moves, he joined forces with Ding Chuding to beat Shi Yinghao to death.

"Many thanks, Hall Master Liang; I was very offensive just now!" Ding Chuding, who had picked up his life, panted heavily and cupped his hands toward Liang Jingtang.

"You don't need to thank me; if you want to thank someone, go thank my little disciple." Liang Jingtang waved his hand and said.

"Many thanks, Instructor Xia; just now..." Upon hearing this, Ding Chuding hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands to thank Xia Daoming.

"Why are you thanking me? I never said I would spare your life!" Xia Daoming said with a "confused" face.

"You!" Ding Chuding was immediately stunned.

Actually, not to mention Ding Chuding, everyone else was also stunned.

If you aren't sparing Ding Chuding's dog life, why did you stir up so many things?

Xia Daoming first gave Ding Chuding a slight smile, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, dragging him in front of the two Ding Clan martial masters.