Dust and smoke swirled in the air, but with Yelu Nanxian's eyesight, she could see everything clearly. Ouyang Feng exhaled a mouthful of internal energy from his mouth and kicked backwards, his body shot out like a heavy cannonball towards Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu seemed to have a tacit understanding with Ouyang Feng, raising his palm to meet Ouyang Feng's attack. Just now, the shockwaves from the collision of internal energy had left all the experts in the hall in a sorry state, but the two people in the center of the explosion didn't seem to be affected at all. As soon as they clashed, they fought back and forth, exchanging more than ten moves.
Su Quan and Fang Yi were hiding in a corner, the two women were also watching the battle without blinking. But with their cultivation, they couldn't keep up with the two people's movements. They could only see two shadows flying around, and after a few glances, they felt nauseous. However, the two women didn't look away. One was worried about her lover's safety, the other felt that her fate was already tied to Song Qingshu's, afraid that he would die under Ouyang Feng's hands.
Yelu Nanxian's eyesight was very good, although the two of them seemed to be evenly matched, she could see that Song Qingshu was gradually falling into a disadvantage.
Although Ouyang Feng's attacks were slower than before, the power of each punch and kick was almost twice as strong as before, Song Qingshu had no choice but to dodge. Unfortunately, although Ouyang Feng's attacks were slow, the timing of each attack was ingenious. Song Qingshu was able to dodge one or two attacks, but every three to five attacks, he would have to face Ouyang Feng head on.
Yelu Nanxian thought to herself that the Mount Hua Five Paragons were indeed extraordinary. This Western Poison was already over fifty years old, and he was a bit deranged, his strength was definitely far from his peak. But even so, his timing and timing of his attacks, the combination of each attack was perfect. There were even some attacks that Yelu Nanxian couldn't see clearly, only understanding after a few attacks. So it was because of this attack. Because of this, Yelu Nanxian admired Song Qingshu even more. As the saying goes, the onlooker sees the game more clearly than the player. Even she couldn't understand Ouyang Feng's moves from the sidelines while Song Qingshu was in the middle of it all, every time he was able to neutralize Ouyang Feng's attacks, she felt ashamed of her own inferiority.
But now, even True Jade Child and the others could see that Song Qingshu was at a disadvantage. At the beginning, they were attacking and defending, but now, they were defending eight and attacking two. Everyone understood that Song Qingshu was just bitterly holding on.
"Brat, you've learned a lot of things. Wudang, Emei, Beggar's Sect … Eh? Have you learned the Nine Yin Manual?" Although Ouyang Feng was crazy, he could still clearly see that some of his opponent's moves were very similar to his. However, because one of them was practicing Nine Yin Martial Arts while the other was practicing Reverse Martial Arts, Ouyang Feng only felt a little suspicious at first. After all, their moves were not exactly the same. But after exchanging several hundred moves, with his realm, he could naturally see that many of their martial arts actually came from the same source.
"It's the Nine Yin Manual, it's not that rare." Compared to when he first obtained the Nine Yin Manual when his strength was still low, he was worried that he would be killed and robbed like the Fu Wei Escort Agency. The current Song Qingshu naturally had the confidence to speak bluntly. He believed that his martial arts were more than enough to protect himself.
Who would have thought that when Ouyang Feng heard his words, he immediately became furious. "Everyone who obtained the Nine Yin Manual will die? All of you will die! "With a loud roar, he rushed forward to attack.
Song Qingshu was knocked back several feet by his palm before he managed to neutralize his opponent's strength. While he was shocked, a heroic spirit rose in his heart. "Damn it, if a tiger doesn't show its might, you'll really think I'm a Hello Kitty!"
Finished speaking, he leaned forward and reached out to pull out the wooden sword on his back. Ouyang Feng saw that Chu Yang's hair and beard were fluttering, and he was worried that Chu Yang would have some kind of powerful move. He quickly gathered his Qi in front of him and was on guard. Who would have thought that Chu Yang would actually pull out a wooden sword? Ouyang Feng immediately laughed. "I thought it was something powerful, but it turns out it's just a piece of wood."
Hong Antong, who was at the side, had suffered greatly from this wooden sword. He quickly reminded Chu Yang, "Mister Ouyang, be careful of his wooden sword. There's something strange about it."
"Oh?" Although Ouyang Feng was crazy, he still had the instincts of an expert. He quickly noticed that Song Qingshu's aura had changed. It was as if Song Qingshu had become a peerless divine weapon. Ouyang Feng couldn't help but exclaim. "Sword Qi?"
Song QingShu made a hand seal and a dragon roar rang out. The wooden sword in his hand transformed into a bunch of phantom images that actually produced the sound of metal clashing against stone. Song QingShu flipped his wrist and the wooden sword spun three times around his wrist. Then, borrowing the force from the sword, it left his body and flew around his body.
"Li Sword Technique!" Song Qingshu attacked Ouyang Feng with his sword alone. Everyone was dumbfounded. What kind of technique was this?
The others hadn't reacted yet, but the genius swordsman Yelu Nanxian's heart skipped a beat. Could this be the legendary highest level of swordsmanship – the Imperial Sword Technique? But this was obviously the legendary Immortal's Technique!
Song Qingshu naturally didn't have the ability to take someone's head from a thousand miles away with a flying sword, but the inspiration for this technique was indeed from the Imperial Sword Technique he had seen in movies and TV shows in his previous life. Although he didn't have the ability to control the wooden sword for a long distance, he could use Qi to control the sword within a few feet of his body. After many experiments, he finally succeeded. Last time in Shengjing City, he had already experienced the baptism of battle.
"What kind of sorcery is this!" Ouyang Feng roared in anger. That elusive wooden sword was imbued with Song Qingshu's Sword Qi, making it as sharp as a divine weapon. It appeared and disappeared unpredictably, attacking from all sorts of unimaginable angles. This was Ouyang Feng's first time facing this technique, so he was in a difficult situation.
If it was just this flying sword, it would still be manageable. With Ouyang Feng's martial arts, although he was in a difficult situation, he might still be able to dodge it. But Song Qingshu's Sword Technique of Li was brilliant. Combining the different postures of the body while controlling the wooden sword, Song Qingshu had also perfectly integrated a part of the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms into this technique. Therefore, not only did Ouyang Feng have to face the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms head on, he also had to guard against the sneak attacks of the flying sword.
Even with Ouyang Feng's battle experience as a grandmaster, he couldn't help but be at a loss. In just a dozen moves, his body was hit several times. But his eyesight was very good, and he avoided some of the fatal attacks, so he only suffered some superficial wounds.
"No more fighting, no more fighting. This time, I admit defeat." Ouyang Feng used all his martial arts and jumped out of Song Qingshu's attack range. He was very angry, "You little brat, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't bring my Spirit Snake Staff with me, I wouldn't have lost to you." If Ouyang Feng was in a normal state of mind, he naturally wouldn't lower his head and admit defeat to a junior. But now, although Ouyang Feng still didn't want to admit defeat, he had no qualms about admitting defeat.
Song Qingshu also understood that Ouyang Feng's nickname was Western Poison. Half of his skills lay in poison. Now that he was crazy, he naturally didn't remember to use those strange poison skills, which was equivalent to losing half of his strength. Song Qingshu remembered that in the original novel, Ouyang Feng's Spirit Snake Staff had two extremely poisonous snakes on it, and Hong Qigong almost lost his martial arts after being bitten. If the sober Ouyang Feng used the Spirit Snake Staff to fight with him, with the two poisonous snakes on it, he really wouldn't be able to win.
But Song Qingshu arrogantly said, "A win is a win, a loss is a loss, what's the point of finding so many excuses."
"You're pissing me off." Ouyang Feng was furious, "You little brat, just you wait. I'll go back and think for one night, and then I'll be able to break your dog fart sword technique."
Song Qingshu was shocked, he remembered that in the original novel, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong fought on the peak of Mount Hua. In the end, Ouyang Feng only needed one night to think and break the Beggar Clan's "Dog Beating Stick Technique". If he really went back and thought for one night, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be able to break the Beggar Clan's "Li Sword Technique". But very quickly, Song Qingshu came to his senses. A set of martial arts should have gone through many trials and tribulations, but he was hoping that it wouldn't be broken by his opponent, that was really the mentality of a mediocre person. If Ouyang Feng could really break my "Li Sword Technique", then I can take the opportunity to improve the hidden flaws of the "Li Sword Technique", wouldn't the advantages outweigh the disadvantages?
Not to mention, the technique is dead, the person is alive, there is no unbreakable sword technique, there is only unbreakable person. Ouyang Feng's method of breaking the technique was only the technique that I used today, next time I won't be stupid enough to use the exact same sword technique. Thinking about this, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "So what if I wait for one night?"
"What's the relationship between you and the Old Urchin? Just now when you used your palm and sword, was it his Mutual Hands Combat? "Ouyang Feng was deep in thought and suddenly asked.
"I have nothing to do with him, I also didn't use my Mutual Hands Combat." Song Qingshu was surprised and replied.
Ouyang Feng coldly snorted, but in his heart he let out a long sigh of relief. If the Old Urchin's disciple could defeat him in everything, then he really wouldn't have the face to mingle in Jianghu anymore. Gloomily, he walked to the back of the hall, and when he passed by Hong Antong, he didn't even look at him. His mind was full of Song Qingshu's "Sowing Discord Technique" just now and the method to break it.
Hong Antong's face was ashen, he didn't expect that the super strong helper he found would actually be defeated by Song Qingshu. As it turned out, Hong Antong ran into Ouyang Feng by chance last time. As the Divine Dragon Sect's Sect Leader, Hong Antong naturally heard the rumor that Ouyang Feng had gone crazy. With a thought, he used all kinds of methods to invite Ouyang Feng to the Divine Dragon Island. Originally, he planned to use him as a secret weapon to turn the tables. Who knew that when he heard that he was the number one under the heavens, he would actually run out by himself. What was even more infuriating was that he was actually defeated by Song Qingshu, boosting his prestige.
The Divine Dragon Island was filled with poisonous snakes. Although Ouyang Feng was insane, he still felt a sense of kinship when he saw a poisonous snake. That was why he always stayed on the Divine Dragon Island. Now that he was provoked by Song Qingshu, his mind was full of thoughts on how to break Song Qingshu's sword technique. Therefore, it was likely that he would stay on the island for a short period of time.
"Lord Song's divine skill is matchless, even Western Poison was defeated by you. This seat admires you, admires you." Although Hong Antong hated Song Qingshu to the extreme, the situation was stronger than him. At this time, he didn't dare to have a falling out with the other party.
"It seems like you just claimed to be my sister's husband. You dare to snatch this young master's woman, see if I don't kill you!" Song Qingshu rolled up his sleeves, preparing to rush over again.
Hong Antong was startled, he secretly complained, and promptly circulated his energy to guard himself. At this time, Su Quan ran in front of Song Qingshu, pulled his arm, and said with a smile: "Little Brother, you misheard, he … he is not my husband."
"Is it really like this?" Song Qingshu suspiciously looked at Hong Antong and asked.
Hong Antong saw Su Quan quietly signaling him with her eyes. Just now, he recalled that Song Qingshu seemed to have been hit by the poison. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and promptly said in a bad mood: "Really."
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