Ouyang Feng hesitated to speak, aroused the interest of everyone in the hall, not to mention Jin Guo and his party, even the Quanzhen sect were very curious about the identity of the person who came, but it was a pity that he stopped talking halfway through, and let the others Waiting angrily and anxiously.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Brother Feng, you don't need to tell me that I probably know who he is, don't worry, it's uncertain who will win this battle."
T was able to severely injure Ouyang Feng with one move. Looking at the entire martial arts world, even Zhang Sanfeng might not be able to do it. The only possibility is that the opponent's martial arts just restrained Ouyang Feng.
tOuyang Feng's Toad Kung Fu is very miraculous, but the only shortcoming is that it has been stored for too long, so it is restrained by Yiyang Finger to a certain extent. The cultivation base and Ouyang Feng are no more than equal, even if the martial arts are comparable, it is absolutely impossible to injure Ouyang Feng with one move. As for the other one-yang finger masters in Dali, the highest cultivation bases are all in Tianlong Temple, and Song Qingshu wanted to steal it back then. "Six Meridians Divine Sword" sword scriptures, fought with those monks in Tianlong Temple, and knew their cultivation level clearly, no one has the ability to hurt Ouyang Feng.
T Hui Yiyang pointed out that his martial arts were far superior to Ouyang Feng's. In the whole Jianghu, there was only one person, and that was the king of supernatural powers, Chongyang, who was the leader of the Five Absolutes.
tAlthough there are rumors in the world that he died a long time ago, the worlds of the 14 golden books can be integrated together, and Song Qingshu will not be surprised if anything happens.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Ouyang Feng was taken aback, then nodded immediately: "That's right, my brother's current cultivation may not be inferior to him."
The old man in white robe suddenly became interested, he laughed and said: "I thought you would only talk big when you were young, but since Mr. Ouyang also said so, I think your martial arts must be extraordinary, I would like to see it. How about it , you are a martial arts junior, I will give you three moves first."
Qiu Chuji hastily reminded: "Senior, be careful, this person's martial arts is so high that we have never seen it in our life. His skill of flying swords in the air is really unpredictable!" Coming and going freely in the encirclement, the impression left on them was really shocking.
The white-robed old man didn't take it seriously, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "The old man really wants to see it."
(This chapter is not over, please turn the page) Song Qingshu was not happy because he was able to make the first move, but instead slandered him endlessly. He had watched so many film and television works in his previous life, and whoever made the first move, no matter how gorgeous the move was, was just a foil to the other. It's just one person, this fg really can't stand.
However, he quickly distinguished the real world from the imaginary world. Since he was asked to make the first move, this advantage is not in vain.
"If that's the case, I won't be polite."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to the void, and the three swords that fell on the ground suddenly flew into the air, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly at the old man in white robe, making dragon chant non-stop.
The old man in white robe was indeed a little moved. There are not many famous swordsmen in the Jianghu, but it seems that he has never seen someone who can control his sword from such a distance.
"I don't take advantage of you. There are three swords here, even if I have made three moves." As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pressed it. The three long swords that had been stored for a long time flew towards the old man in white robe like three shooting stars. shoot away.
"Senior, be careful!"
The Quanzhen five sons exclaimed in unison, the power of this move made them feel palpitations from the sidelines, they knew that if they were to change places with the white-robed old man, they might not even be able to move under this powerful pressure, The terrifying aura coming from the sound of the sword, not to mention the flesh and blood, even if the statue of Sanqing in the main hall was hit from the front, I am afraid it would be turned into powder.
Dai Qisi's expression was complicated. The hand Song Qingshu showed was too amazing. She had a special status and had seen countless masters over the years, but the only ones who could barely compare with him were Yang Dingtian back then, Zhang Wuji later, and Persia. Huo Shan, the old man in the mountains of the general altar, as for those treasure tree kings and three envoys of wind and cloud, I'm afraid they are not even worthy to carry his shoes.
Pu Cha Qiucao was completely overwhelmed by Song Qingshu today, thinking that it's fortunate that his brother is not here, otherwise he saw this scene, and then thought of how he has always regarded himself as the number one expert in the Kingdom of Jin all these years, so why would he have to find a crack in the ground? Tang Kuo argued that this person's city mansion is really deep enough. After so many years of keeping a low profile, the result is nothing but a blockbuster.
Xiao Longnv's mind is much simpler, she is seriously injured, her beautiful eyes are half-closed, it's just that this battle is related to the savior, so she cheers up to watch the battle, but she mostly turns her eyes away
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) Seeing the white-robed old man, I was puzzled: "The figure of this man is very familiar. I should have seen it somewhere, but why can't I remember it?"
"Well done!"
The old man in white robe made a leisurely comment before stretching out his hand, his sleeves were rolled up in front of him, and the three menacing long swords seemed to be controlled by an irresistible force, and all of them were retracted into his sleeves.
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
There were several crisp sounds. It turned out that the old man in white robe shook his sleeves and the three long swords fell to the ground.
Everyone looked at the three long swords one after another, only to see that the few swords that were shining with cold light before were now dimmed, all twisted and lying quietly on the ground like twisted flowers, they couldn't help but exclaimed.
Dai Qisi couldn't help but looked at Song Qingshu's back worriedly, the other party took this move easily, he might...
Pu Cha Qiucao also frowned slightly, thinking why there are so many masters in the Central Plains martial arts, Tang Kuobian's martial arts is so high, the opponent actually has an unfathomable master who can match, in case Tang Kuobian's battle is not good later, we can only rely on Three thousand elite soldiers rushed forward, no matter who he is, he will be chopped into meat sauce.
On the contrary, Xiaolongnv Gujingbubo, in her view, life and death are not important, not to mention whoever wins and who loses between these two people, they are not too bad.
Song Qingshu didn't show much surprise. If his guess is correct, the other party is really that person, and this move certainly won't hurt him.
The old man in white robe said loudly: "Boy, your swordsmanship can be called miraculous, but it's a pity that there are too many tricks."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "It's just that I met Your Excellency. Looking at the whole world, the trick just now is enough to deal with most people."
The old man in white robe pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly: "That's right, there are indeed not many people in the entire Jianghu who can take the trick you just did."
Song Qingshu replied: "Your Excellency has already let me go, now you don't have to be polite."
The old man in white robe smiled slightly: "Okay, since you made three swords just now, the old man will give you back three fingers." As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and tapped it three times in the air, and suddenly three strong, irresistible air gushed out. He went to Song Qingshu's door.
(end of this chapter)