Flower Stealing Master Chapter 973: Legend of Martial Arts

Ouyang Feng was very impressed with the martial arts demonstrated by the opponent just now, because he had experienced it personally more than once. [

"But that person is clearly dead..." Ouyang Feng looked at the other party in amazement, and suddenly became a little puzzled.

Song Qingshu finally became serious, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Feng, how are you now?"

Ouyang Feng shook his head slightly, gritted his teeth and finally squeezed out a few words: "Not so good..."

It's not only not so good, he can even feel the madness in his body. If he hadn't practiced the Jiuyin Scriptures in these years, he moved acupuncture points in a hurry, I am afraid that the other party's finger just broke him Decades of painstaking practice.

"One yang finger!"

Ouyang Feng was beaten by Wang Chongyang with a yang finger back then. After years of hard training, how could he fail to recognize this skill? The person in front of him is obviously not Master Yideng, nor the monks of Tianlong Temple in Dali, and whether it is Master Yideng or Zen Master Ku Rong with the highest rank of Yiyang Temple in Tianlong Temple, it is impossible to hit him severely with one move, then this Who is the person, eliminating all the impossible, the answer is ready to come out.

"Although Mr. Ouyang is known as "Western Drugs" in the arena, his behavior is not in vain for a generation of masters. He was originally a very good character. Why is he now degenerate and become the eagle dog of the Jin Guo Tartar? "The white robe old man said in a deep voice.

Ouyang Feng’s face was hot, his body was in a mess of porridge, and he couldn’t speak for a while, so Song Qingshu asked, “Who is your Excellency and why are you an enemy?” Because the other party has a righteous name. No matter how to speak for Ouyang Feng, it would be better to just change the topic.

The white-robed old man snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I hate Jin Guo Tartar the most in my life."

Song Qingshu's breath was choked, and his belly was immediately slanderous. People are thinking about Cao Ying and being in Han, okay--oh, no, it's being in Cao Ying and being in Han.

Of course, the reason cannot be explained to outsiders, and Song Qingshu is unwilling to explain it.

The old man in the white robe looked at him up and down: "Looking at you, you should be the official of the Kingdom of Jin."

"Exceeded the award, I am now a Marshal of Jin Guoshangshu and the capital." Song Qingshu thought that since he is going to act, the play must be done well, and the momentum must not be weakened.

The old man in the white robe couldn't help but stunned, and said angrily: "The kid is really eloquent, thinking that the old man is a mountain villager, is this so easy to deceive?"

He regarded Jin Guo as an enemy all his life, and he naturally understood Jin Guo's bureaucracy. Shang Shuling is the political leader of the Kingdom of Jin, and Marshal Du is the leader of the military. No matter which one he is, he is the most noble and respected person in the Kingdom of Jin. Although the person in front of him has a big beard, he can see that he is old. If you don't go anywhere, how can you hold such a key position, let alone serve as a military and political leader at the same time, wouldn't it be that the emperor is emptied?

Song Qingshu said faintly: "Your Excellency is not a mountain villager, but it seems that the information is not well informed."

The white-robed old man was taken aback, seeing that no one of the golden men who was with him showed a strange look, he was surprised and happy, and then he laughed: "It's really nowhere to find any place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! The old man fought against the Golden State for a lifetime. Although there were occasional results, but in general it did not help the overall situation. I did not expect that half of his body was buried in the soil and he caught such a big fish!"

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I'm afraid that your lord will catch a shark and trap yourself in it."

The white-robed old man snorted: "I'll come and learn whether your hand is good at your mouth."

Song Qingshu showed an embarrassed expression, and took Dai Qisi over: "I can only deal with women with my mouth, do I deal with men, or her mouth is more powerful."

Most of the people in the temple were cultivators, and no one heard the subtext in his words for a while, but even so, Daiqisi was almost ashamed and angry, and couldn't help glaring at him fiercely.

The old man in the white robe didn't understand either. When he was impatient, his eyes fell on the little dragon girl in Song Qingshu's arms, and she couldn't help showing a look of doubt: "How can the descendants of the ancient tomb school mix with the golden man Tarzi? Go together?"

Although he didn't know the little dragon girl, he still recognized the other party's method of breathing luck at a glance. It was the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" undoubtedly, and his complexion was a bit ugly for a while.

How brilliant Lin Chaoying was back then, how could her descendants befriend the Jinren?

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I just met Dragon Girl in a peaceful water. Just now I saw the disciples of the stinky Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect rushing up to bully her a weak woman with more and less bullying, and this saved her."

The white-robed old man took a close look at Xiaolongnv and nodded: "Yes, she is indeed hurt by Quanzhen martial arts." Immediately, he looked back at Quanzhen Wuzi: "What he said is true, you guys. This group of people hurt the girl when they rushed up?"

The five sons of Quanzhen looked at each other and all showed shame. Liu Chuxuan replied: "Return to senior ~ IndoMTL.com~ We have made a heavy hand against Dragon Girl because of a momentary misunderstanding. We are really sorry for Dragon Girl."

The white-robed old man wondered: "Speaking of which you are also her elders, you need the five of you to work together to deal with a little girl? Do you need other disciples to help?"

Hearing the strange meaning in his tone, Liu Chuxuan didn't think too much, and subconsciously replied: "Dragon Girl is capable of swordsmanship and fights alone. We are far from her opponents." At the same time, he showed a sense of shame.

The white-robed old man murmured to himself: "Lin Chaoying's descendant is so powerful?" His tone seemed to be full of annoyance and unwillingness.

This word fell in the ears of the five sons of Quanzhen, and immediately felt ashamed of the master, and for a while.

"Do you know Grand Master's mother-in-law?" Xiaolongnv asked weakly, her eyes wide open.

"It's more than acquaintance." The white-robed old man sighed and quickly recovered. After all, this trip is important for business. He looked back at Song Qingshu and frowned and said, "You won't plan to hold this little girl. Fight with me?"

Song Qingshu knew that he was very good at martial arts, so he didn't dare to entrust him, so he hurriedly handed the little dragon girl to Dai Qisi, and said to her and Pu Cha Qiucao, "Help me take good care of her."

When the two women took the little dragon girl to one side, Song Qingshu began to concentrate on looking at the white-robed old man and got up. The other side stood there casually, as if blending with the heavens and the earth, and he was secretly surprised to see him.

At this moment, Kung Fu Ouyang Feng finally straightened out the chaotic real energy in his body, and was able to remind him: "Be careful, my brother, he is..."

Ouyang Feng suddenly stopped speaking. It turned out that he suddenly realized that if he had said the name of the person, it might have affected Song Qingshu’s mentality of the decisive battle. After all, the name of the person was too loud, and he was already in the rivers and lakes. Become a legend, whoever meets him will be short three-pointers in momentum. 8More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy