Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Four Another Battle From Swordsmanship

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The center of the battlefield was full of dust and smoke, but with Yelu Nanxian's eyesight, he could see clearly. Ouyang Feng spit out his true anger and kicked his feet back, and the person hit Song Qingshu like a heavy cannonball.

Song Qingshu seemed to have a tacit understanding, and waved his hand to greet him. Just now, Yu Wei, who was infuriating at the blast, made the masters in the hall embarrassed, but the two people in the center of the explosion seemed to have no effect at all. I have fought dozens of tricks.

Su Quan, who was on the side, hid in the corner to protect Fang Yi. The two women watched the fight without blinking. However, with their skills, they couldn't keep up with the movements of the two. They only felt that the figures of the two groups were flying up and down. After a few glances, they felt disgusted and nauseated, but the two women never looked away. One was worried about the safety of their lover, and the other felt that their fate was already tied to Song Qingshu, for fear that he would die at the hands of Ouyang Feng.

Yelu Nanxian's eyesight is quite brilliant. Although the two of you are on a par with each other, she can already see that Song Qingshu is gradually falling behind.

Although Ouyang Feng, who was able to use the toad kung fu, became slower than before, the power of each punch and kick was almost twice as strong as before. Song Qingshu had to avoid his sharp edge. Slow, but the timing of every move and every move is very clever. Song Qingshu can avoid one move or two moves, but every three or five moves will inevitably face Ouyang Feng head-on a few times.

Yelu Nanxian thought that Huashan Wujue was really extraordinary. This western poison was over half a hundred years old, and he was insane. His strength must have been a lot worse than his peak period, but even so, he grasped the timing of the move, and the move and the move. The connection between them is simply superb. Moreover, there are often moves Yelu Nanxian can see in the fog, often only after a few moves can he suddenly realize, it turns out that it is for this move. In this way, Yelu Nanxian admires Song Qingshu even more. As the so-called bystanders are clear of the authorities and fans, she can't understand Ouyang Feng's moves while watching the battle. Song Qingshu is in it, but every time she can resolve it in time, it really makes her feel ashamed. .

But until now, even Yu Zhenzi and the others have already seen that Song Qingshu is at a disadvantage. From the first attack and defense, to now eight attacks and two defenses, everyone already understands that Song Qingshu is just supporting.

"Stinky boy, you've learned a lot, Wudang, Emei, Beggar Gang, hey, have you studied the Nine Yin Mantra?" Although Ouyang Feng was crazy, he could clearly see that some of the opponent's moves were very close to him. But because one of the two was practicing nine yin, and the other was practicing inversely, Ouyang Feng felt a little skeptical at first, after all, the moves were not exactly the same. But after fighting hundreds of tricks, with his realm, of course, it can be seen that many martial arts of the two are actually the same.

"Jiuyin Zhenjing, it's not a rare commodity." Different from getting the Jiuyin Zhenjing when his strength was low at the beginning, and worrying about being guilty like Fuwei Escort, and being murdered and stealing treasures, now Song Qingshu is naturally confident. To put it bluntly, he believes that it is more than enough to protect himself with his martial arts.

Unexpectedly, when Ouyang Feng heard his words, he was immediately furious: "Everyone who gets the Jiuyin Sutra will die!" With a loud roar, he deceived himself and attacked.

Song Qingshu was knocked back several feet by his slap before he neutralized the opponent's strength. He was horrified at the same time, but also filled with arrogance: "Ge Laozi, if the tiger doesn't show his power, you really think I'm a hellokitty!"

After speaking, he leaned forward, reached out and pulled out the wooden sword behind him. Ouyang Feng saw that his beard and hair were all stretched out just now, and he was quite martial. Worried that he was going to have something bad, Ouyang Feng quickly spread his anger in front of him and was on guard, but he didn't know that the other party actually pulled out a wooden sword, and suddenly laughed: "I thought it was something powerful, but it turned out to be a piece of wood."

Hong Antong, who was on the side, had suffered a great loss from this wooden sword, so he quickly reminded him, "Mr. Ouyang, be careful that his wooden sword is weird."

"Oh?" Although Ouyang Feng was insane, the instinct of a master was still there, and he soon noticed that Song Qingshu's aura had changed, as if he was standing there like a peerless weapon, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Sword Qi? "

Song Qingshu squeezed the sword, and with a sound of dragon roar, the wooden sword in his hand turned into a bunch of phantoms, and even the sound of gold and stone was produced. Out, flying around the body, free and uncertain.

"Li Jianshu!" Song Qingshu attacked Ouyang Feng with a single sword, and everyone in the field was a little dumbfounded. What kind of trick is this?

Others haven't reacted yet, but Yelu Nanxian, the genius of swordsmanship, was shocked. Could it be that this is the legendary sword-wielding technique - the art of mastering the sword? But this is clearly the magic of the legendary fairy.

Song Qingshu naturally did not have the ability to take a person's head thousands of miles away with a flying sword, but his inspiration for creating this trick was indeed based on the sword-fighting skills in the film and television works of his previous life. Although he was incapable of controlling the wooden sword from a long distance, he used his qi to control the sword at a distance of several feet around his body. After countless secret experiments, he finally succeeded. The last time he was in Shengjing City, he had already passed the baptism of the first actual combat.

"What kind of sorcery!" Ouyang Feng roared again and again. The elusive wooden sword was attached to Song Qingshu's sword energy. It was as sharp as a magic weapon. It was quite awkward to deal with.

If it is just to deal with this flying sword, it will be fine. With Ouyang Feng's skill, although he is embarrassed, he may not be able to escape, but Song Qingshu's swordsmanship is far from being brilliant. Combined with the various postures of his body when controlling the wooden sword, Song Qingshu will partially The essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was also perfectly integrated, 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 grandmaster-level combat experience, he couldn't help but lose ground.

With more than a dozen strokes, there were several hits on his body, but his eyesight was extremely sharp and he avoided some fatal attacks, so he only suffered some skin injuries.

"I won't fight, I won't fight, this time the old man admits it." Ouyang Feng used his skills and jumped out of Song Qingshu's attack range, very angry, "Stinky boy, if it wasn't for the old man's spirit snake rod, it wouldn't be on him. I'll lose to you." If Ouyang Feng was sane, he would naturally not be able to face a junior and bow his head to admit defeat, but now Ouyang Feng is still unconvinced, but he has no taboo about admitting defeat.

Song Qingshu also understands that Ouyang Feng's name is Western Poison, and half of his abilities are in poison. Now that he is crazy, he naturally doesn't remember to use those weird poison skills, which is equivalent to spending half of his strength at his own expense. Song Qingshu thought that there were two extremely poisonous snakes on the Ouyang Fengling snake staff in the original work, and Hong Qigong almost lost his martial arts after being bitten. If the sober Ouyang Feng was fighting with himself with a snake stick, and the two poisonous snakes on the top of the stick were waiting for an opportunity, he really wasn't sure of winning him.

However, Song Qingshu said rather arrogantly: "Win means win, lose means lose, what are you doing with so many excuses."

"I'm so pissed off," Ouyang Feng was furious. "You brat, just wait, this old man can go back and think about it for one night, and then he will be able to break your bullshit swordsmanship."

Song Qingshu was startled, thinking that in the original book, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong fought at the top of Huashan Mountain. In the end, after a night of thinking, Ouyang Feng broke through the beggar gang's unique technique of hitting dogs. It really made him go back and think about it all night, and it was hard to guarantee that he would not break it. This crude swordsmanship of his own. But Song Qingshu soon realized that a set of martial arts should have been tried and tested, but he hoped not to be broken by his opponent, which is really a mediocre mentality. If Ouyang Feng can really break my Li Jianshu, can I still take the opportunity to improve the hidden shortcomings of Li Jianshu? Isn't the advantages outweighing the disadvantages?

What's more, tricks are dead, people are alive, there is no swordsmanship that can't be cracked, only people who can't be cracked. The way Ouyang Feng thought of breaking it was just the one I used today, how could I foolishly play the exact same swordsmanship next time? Thinking of this, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Wait for you again one night. how."

"What's the relationship between the old urchin and you? You used both palms and swords just now, but his hands fought each other?" Ouyang Feng asked suddenly while he was thinking.

"I have nothing to do with him, and I don't use my hands to fight each other." Song Qingshu was stunned and replied.

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. If the old urchin's apprentice defeated him in everything, he would be shameless in the rivers and lakes. He didn't even look at him, all he was thinking about was Song Qingshu's Rashizi alienation technique and the method of deciphering it.

Hong Antong's face was ashen, but he didn't expect that the super strong aid 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. After a change of heart, he used every means to invite Ouyang Feng to Shenlong Island. It was used by a strange soldier to make a comeback. Who knows what he heard about the number one in the world, but he ran out by himself, and what was even more irritating was that he lost to Song Qingshu, which made others prestige.

Shenlong Island is full of poisonous snakes. Although Ouyang Feng is insane, he still feels kind to his bones when he sees the poisonous snakes, so he has stayed on Shenlong Island. Now that he is excited by Song Qingshu, all he thinks about is how to crack his swordsmanship, so in a short time He is afraid that he will stay on the island.

"Master Song's magic is unparalleled in the world, and even Xidu has lost to Your Excellency. I admire and admire." Although Hong Antong hated Song Qingshu very much in his heart, the situation was stronger than others, and he did not dare to turn against him at this time.

"It seems that you claimed to be your elder sister's husband just now, and dared to snatch a woman from this young master. See if I won't let you die!" Song Qingshu stroked his sleeves and prepared to rush over.

Hong Antong was startled, he secretly complained, and hurriedly took precautions. At this time, Su Quan ran to Song Qing's writing, grabbed his arm and said with a smile, "Brother, you heard wrong, he...he is not my husband."

"Is that really the case?" Song Qingshu looked at Hong Antong suspiciously and asked.

Hong Antong saw Su Quan winking at him quietly, and just now he thought that Song Qingshu seemed to be a sign of having a **** from just now.

"Let me just say, looking at his age, your grandfather is still old when you are a sister, how could it be your husband." Song Qingshu muttered, but the voice just happened to be heard by everyone in the hall.

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