There was dust and smoke flying in the center of the battlefield, but with Yelu Nanxian's eyesight, he could see clearly. As soon as Ouyang Feng breathed out his true anger, he kicked his feet back, and he slammed into Song Qingshu like a heavy shell.
Song Qingshu also seemed to have a tacit understanding, and waved his palms to greet him. The remaining power of the infuriating blow just now made the masters in the hall panic, but the two people in the center of the explosion seemed to have no effect at all. As soon as they fought, they tossed up and down, you I fought dozens of tricks back and forth.
Su Quan on the side protected Fang Yi and hid in the corner. The two women also watched the competition without blinking their eyes, but with their skills, they couldn't keep up with their movements. They felt that the two figures were flying up and down. After a few glances, they felt disgusted, but the two women never looked away. One was worried about the safety of her lover, and the other felt that her fate was tied with Song Qingshu, for fear that he would die at the hands of Ouyang Feng.
Yelu Nanxian's eyesight is quite good, although the two are evenly matched, she has already seen that Song Qingshu has gradually fallen into a disadvantage.
Although Ouyang Feng, who practiced the toad kung fu, has become slower than before, the power of each punch and kick is almost twice that of before. Song Qingshu had to avoid his edge when dealing with it, but unfortunately Ouyang Feng's moves Slow, but the timing of every move and every move is extremely ingenious. Song Qingshu has avoided one or two moves, but every three or five moves will inevitably face head-to-head with Ouyang Feng.
Yelu Nanxian thought that Huashan Wujue was really extraordinary, this Xidu was over half a hundred years old, and he was crazy, his strength must be much lower than that of his peak period, but even so, his grasp of the timing of the move, the move and the move The connection between them is simply wonderful. And there are often some moves that Yelu Nanxian sees in a cloud, and often only after a few moves can he suddenly realize that it is for this move. In this way, Yelu Nanxian admired Song Qingshu even more. As the so-called bystanders are obsessed with clearing the authorities, she couldn't understand Ouyang Feng's moves while watching the battle. Song Qingshu was in it, but he could resolve it in time every time, which really made her feel ashamed. .
But until now, Lian Yuzhenzi and others have also seen that Song Qingshu is at a disadvantage. From the beginning of mutual offense and defense, to the current defense of eight offenses and two offenses, everyone has understood that Song Qingshu is just struggling to support.
"Stinky boy, you have learned a lot, Wudang, Emei, Beggar Clan, hey, have you studied the Nine Yin Manual?" Although Ouyang Feng is insane, he can clearly see that some of the opponent's moves are very similar to his own. But because one of the two is practicing Jiuyin and the other is practicing reverse, Ouyang Feng just felt a little skeptical at first, since the moves are not exactly the same after all. But after fighting hundreds of moves, with his level, of course it can be seen that many martial arts of the two have the same origin.
"Nine Yin Scriptures, it's not a rare commodity." Unlike when he obtained the Nine Yin Scriptures when his strength was low at the beginning, and worried that he would be murdered and seize the treasure like Fuwei Escort, Song Qingshu now naturally has the confidence To put it bluntly, he believes that his own martial arts are more than enough to protect himself.
Unexpectedly, when Ouyang Feng heard his words, he was furious immediately: "Everyone who has obtained the Nine Yin Manual will die!" With a loud roar, he bullied himself and attacked.
Song Qingshu was hit by his palm and retreated a few feet before dispelling the opponent's strength. He was terrified and at the same time a heroic spirit rose up: "Ge Laozi, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you really think I'm a hellokitty!"
After speaking, he leaned forward and reached out to pull out the wooden sword behind him. Ouyang Feng saw that he was full of beard and hair just now, and he was quite powerful. He was worried that he might have something powerful behind him, so he quickly spread his breath in front of him, guarding against him, but he unexpectedly pulled out a wooden sword, and he laughed loudly: "I thought it was something powerful, but it turned out to be a piece of wood."
Hong Antong on the side had suffered a lot from this wooden sword, and quickly reminded him: "Mr. Ouyang, be careful that his wooden sword is weird."
"Oh?" Although Ouyang Feng was insane, his master's instincts were still there, and soon he noticed that Song Qingshu's aura had changed, standing there like a peerless magic weapon, he couldn't help exclaiming, "Sword Qi? "
Song Qingshu made a hand sword formula, and with a dragon chant, the wooden sword in his hand transformed into a pile of phantoms, which actually produced the sound of gold and stone. Song Qingshu flipped his wrist, and the wooden sword spun around his wrist for three weeks before leaving the body with force. Come out, fly around the whole body, wandering and erratic.
"Li Jianshu!" Song Qingshu attacked Ouyang Feng with one sword, and everyone in the field was a little dumbfounded. What kind of trick is this
The others hadn't reacted yet, but Yelu Nanxian, an inexhaustible genius who used swords, was startled. Could it be that this is the highest state of swords in the legend - the art of controlling the sword? But this is clearly the technique of the legendary immortal.
Song Qingshu naturally doesn't have the ability to take a person's head thousands of miles away with a flying sword, but his inspiration for creating this trick is indeed based on the sword control skills in previous film and television works. Although he was unable to control the wooden sword from a long distance, he controlled the sword with Qi at a distance of several feet around his body. After countless trials in secret, he finally succeeded. Last time in Shengjing City, he had already passed the baptism of actual combat for the first time.
"What kind of sorcery is this!" Ouyang Feng roared again and again, that elusive wooden sword was imbued with Song Qingshu's sword energy, it was as sharp as a magic weapon, and also elusive, often attacking from various inconceivable angles, Ouyang Feng encountered this trick for the first time, It was quite embarrassing to deal with.
It's okay if it's just to deal with this flying sword. With Ouyang Feng's skill, although he is embarrassed, he may not be able to avoid it, but Song Qingshu's swordsmanship is as good as it is. The essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was also perfectly integrated into it, so Ouyang Feng not only had to face the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms head-on, but also guarded against the sneak attack of the flying sword.
With Ouyang Feng's combat experience at the master level, he couldn't help but lose ground. In just a dozen moves, he was hit by swords in several places. However, his eyesight is extremely good, and he avoided some fatal attacks, so what he suffered was only some skin injuries.
"No more fights, this time the old man admits to failure," Ouyang Feng used his skills and jumped out of Song Qingshu's attack range, extremely annoyed, "Stinky boy, if it wasn't for the old man's Spirit Snake Staff, I wouldn't have I lost to you." If Ouyang Feng was sane, he would naturally not be able to bow his head and admit defeat to a junior, but the current Ouyang Feng has no taboo against admitting defeat even though he is still unconvinced in his heart.
Song Qingshu also understands that Ouyang Feng's name is Xidu, and half of his abilities are in poisoning. Now that he is insane, he naturally doesn't remember to use those weird poisoning skills, which is equivalent to spending half of his strength at his own expense. Song Qingshu thought of the two extremely poisonous snakes on Ouyang Feng's Spirit Snake Staff in the original book, and Hong Qigong almost lost his martial arts after being bitten. If the sober Ouyang Feng was fighting with him with a snake stick, and the two poisonous snakes on the top of the stick were waiting for the opportunity to move, he really wasn't sure to win him.
However, Song Qingshu said rather arrogantly: "Win is winning, and losing is losing. What are you looking for so many excuses for?"
"I'm so pissed off," Ouyang Feng was furious, "Stinky boy, just wait, the old man will go back and think about it all night, and he will be able to break your bullshit sword skills."
Song Qingshu was startled, thinking that in the original book, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong fought at the top of Mount Hua. In the end, after a night of thinking, Ouyang Feng broke all the beggar gang's unique dog-beating sticks. My own crude swordsmanship. But soon Song Qingshu came to his senses, a set of martial arts should have gone through thousands of honing, but he hoped not to be broken by his opponent, it was a mediocre mentality. If Ouyang Feng can break my Li Jianshu, can I still take the opportunity to improve the hidden shortcomings of Li Jianshu, wouldn't the advantages outweigh the disadvantages
What's more, tricks are dead, people are alive, there is no swordsmanship that cannot be deciphered, only people who cannot be deciphered. The way Ouyang Feng wanted to break it was just the move I used today to break the way. How could I foolishly use the same sword technique next time? Thinking of this, Song Qingshu smiled and said: "Wait for you one night and then I will fight again!" how."
"What's the relationship between you and the old naughty boy? Just now you used your sword together, but his hands fought each other?" Ouyang Feng asked suddenly while he was deep in thought.
"I have nothing to do with him, and I didn't fight with both hands." Song Qingshu was taken aback, and replied.
Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if the apprentice of the old naughty boy defeated him in everything, he would really lose face in the rivers and lakes. Without even looking at him, all Song Qingshu's thoughts were about the Raoshizi divorce technique just now and the method to crack it.
Hong Antong's face was livid, he didn't expect that the super strong support he found was actually defeated by Song Qingshu. It turned out that Hong Antong met Ouyang Feng by chance last time. As the leader of Shenlong, Hong Antong naturally heard the rumor that Ouyang Feng was crazy. A surprise soldier was used to make a comeback, but who knew that he had heard that he was number one in the world, but he ran out by himself, and what was even more annoying was that he lost to Song Qingshu, which emptied others of his prestige.
Shenlong Island is full of poisonous snakes. Although Ouyang Feng is insane, he still feels kind to him when he sees the poisonous snakes, so he stays on Shenlong Island all the time. In the future, he will probably stay on the island.
"Sir Song's miraculous skills are so powerful that even Xidu lost to Your Excellency. I admire, admire." Although Hong Antong hated Song Qingshu in his heart, he was stronger than others, and he didn't dare to turn against him at this time.
"It seems that you claimed to be my sister's husband just now, and dared to rob women from me, see if I won't kill you!" Song Qingshu stroked his sleeves, and was about to rush over again.
Hong Antong was startled, secretly complained, and hurriedly mobilized his energy to take precautions. Su Quan ran to Song Qingshu at this time, grabbed his arm and said with a smile, "Brother, you misheard, he...he is not my husband."
"Is that really the case?" Song Qingshu looked at Hong Antong suspiciously and asked.
Seeing Su Quan winking at him quietly, Hong Antong thought of the sign that Song Qingshu seemed to have been hit from just now until now, so he couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly said angrily: "Really."
"Let me just say, look at his age, even your grandpa looks old when you're a sister, how could it be your husband." Song Qingshu muttered, but his voice just happened to be heard by everyone in the hall.