When Qin Fengming entered that sect, although he was an ordinary disciple who was not in the mainstream and could not have masters and elders to teach him martial arts, he still understood the secrets of the martial arts under the influence of his ears and eyes. Looking at the booklet in his hand, he knew in his heart that the skeleton must be that of a reclusive martial arts master, and that this booklet was exactly his internal skills. After resting for a night, Qin Fengming endured the severe pain all over his body and returned to the sect with difficulty. Although no herbal medicine was found, the disciples still laughed happily when they saw Qin Fengming's injuries, as if the suffering of others was the source of their joy. Those disciples did not make things more difficult for Qin Fengming, but asked him to go into the mountains to pick those herbs after he recovered. Since then, Qin Fengming began to secretly practice the Five Elements Skills that he accidentally obtained. Two years later, he had practiced the Five Elements Kung Fu to the fourth level. Although in the past two years, he has been bullied from time to time by those formal disciples who have always disliked him, he has not shown any of the advanced martial arts he has developed. Whenever he encountered those disciples teasing him, he would give in extremely. No matter how much the other disciples ridiculed him, he would remain silent. Even if he was forced to go to the mountains to collect herbs, he would go into the mountains alone. On this day, while Qin Fengming was cleaning a courtyard in the sect that few people visited, the five disciples found Qin Fengming again. This time they did not bully him, but asked him to accompany them to the back mountain to hunt prey. barbecue. Because the five of them knew that Qin Fengming was born in the mountains and was good at hunting, they often secretly forced Qin Fengming to hunt for their gratification. Qin Fengming had no choice but to accompany the five of them to avoid the patrolling disciples and go to a deep valley that only a few of them often visited. That valley is dozens of miles away from the sect, and very few people visit it. When he arrived at the valley, he looked at the five hateful faces laughing in front of him. Qin Fengming's anger that he had suppressed for several years could no longer be suppressed. Seeing the five people in front of him once again trying to fight and scold him, Qin Fengming, who had never resisted before, stood upright this time and looked at the five people in front of him. A sharp light that he had never seen before flashed out in his eyes. No matter what people say, they say it first: "Today is today. Qin has had enough of the humiliation from the five of you. Now I will give you a choice. Attack each other and the last one can survive. Otherwise, Qin will kill this place one by one." Hearing the words of the young man in front of them who had been bullied by them, the five of them were stunned for a moment, but soon they all started laughing at the same time. "Qin Fengming, are you crazy because of your loss? How dare you speak to the five Song people like this? It seems that you don't want to live. Even if I and the other five kill you here, no one will stand up for you. You should quickly slap yourself fifty times to apologize, otherwise it won't be enough if you let me wait for you to take action." Looking at Qin Fengming, who was a head shorter than him, one of the young men named Song suddenly burst into laughter. He stepped forward and pointed at Qin Fengming and said in a vicious voice. He already held a small dagger in his hand, and he was going to kill Qin Fengming. Leave a mark. "Huh, since you don't listen to Qin, you should be the first to die." Qin Fengming's expression was calm. As he finished speaking, he saw a flash of fire in his hand, and a small fireball flew out and headed straight for the young man named Song. The fireball was so fast that even a young man named Song could not avoid it even if he had martial arts skills. "Pop!" There was a crisp sound, and Young Man Song felt an extremely hot flame coming towards his face, a numbing sensation in his arms, and then a burning heat in his chest spread throughout his body. But when he looked at his arms and chest before closing his eyes, his eyes were filled with disbelief. The fireball, which seemed to have little threat, had already penetrated the arm holding the dagger. The arm that was still clenched was now swallowed up by a ball of flame. At this time, his arms and chest were already covered in flames. rise. In just the blink of an eye, he turned into a burning man, then collapsed to the ground and turned into ashes. The whole process only took two or three breaths. While the four people behind him were laughing loudly, the last bit of ashes left by the young man surnamed Song in the world were blown away in the mountains and forests by the mountain wind. "Now there are four of
To be continued...