Flower Stealing Master Chapter 273: Jianglong VS Toad Gong

People in the hall have changed their colors, and they don't know that such a master is still hidden. Listening to his roar, I am afraid that the internal strength is already the best in the world.

Song Qingshu was taken aback, his expression also became solemn, his eyes fixed on an old man walking out of the back hall.

This old man has a high nose and deep eyes, his face is white and short beard, and his roots are like iron. The way he walks is quite powerful, but it is a pity that his sense of power is destroyed by his chicken coop-like disheveled hair.

Su Quan was taken aback and wondered where Hong Antong could find the master. Although Song Qingshu is very powerful in martial arts, after all, his head is not bright, and he may suffer a loss when he fights. Then he has lost the biggest barrier.

"Master, I don't know who this old gentleman is?" Su Quan asked quickly. The rest of the people in the hall looked at Hong Antong, obviously with the same doubts in their hearts.

Hong Antong laughed, got up and introduced: "This is a good friend of this seat, Mr. Ouyang, one of the five best in the world of Huashan on the sword."

"Xidu Ouyang Feng?" The faces of all the masters in the field became unnatural, especially Yu Mako, who suddenly regretted that he had come to Shenlong Island this time to be too big.

The blood knife ancestor and Sangjie looked at each other, and they both secretly said that it was not good.If there are more people in the plan of the prince this time, I am afraid that it is a little wrong.

Yelü Nanxian's face is as sinking as water, suddenly this variable has been added, and he has to act according to the opportunity.

Since I walked out just now, Ouyang Feng has been staring at Song Qingshu. Before Su Quan had time to complete the battle, Ouyang Feng said: "Smelly boy, just now did you brazenly say that you are number one in martial arts?"

Ouyang Feng's qi was firmly locked in Song Qingshu. Standing on the edge, Su Quan already felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he was worried about Song Qingshu who was the first to bear the brunt. I replied leisurely: "So what?"

Over the years, Ouyang Feng has practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures in reverse, and has already practiced mentally deranged. In the past, he can't even remember his own name. The only thing that I remember is his desire to win the world's number one, see Song Qingshu Speaking without shame, he was furious, and the whole figure rushed over like a cannonball like Song Qingshu.

There were no shortage of top players in the world. Seeing that Ouyang Feng's thunder strike was so powerful, they frowned and wondered how to deal with Song Qingshu's position if they changed their position in Song Qingshu.

Yelü Nanxian thought for a while, I am afraid I can only use a flexible body to avoid his edge, but the first opportunity has been lost. Under Ouyang Feng's offensive, I am afraid that I can barely hold on to a hundred and eighty. She recruited, but in the end it was hard to escape. I don’t know why, she is looking forward to seeing how Song Qingshu responds.

Yelünan Xian is a martial arts genius who is rare in a century. He has been invincible among the young generations of Liao at a young age. Even the great Nanyuan Wang Xiaofeng who has the best martial arts has praised her martial arts.

Therefore, although there are many Junyans in Liao State who pursue her, Yelu Nanxian hasn't even looked at it. How can she be embarrassed to be her husband if she wants to come, a man who can't even beat her?

Instead, for the past one or two years, I heard that Manqing has also produced a young top master. Yelu Nanxian has been in deep friendship for a long time, and he has long been willing to compete with Song Qingshu, but it is a pity that he has never been rewarded. I hope that this time I can see the other party and Xidu Ouyang Feng fight, not only will benefit a lot, but also assess the strength of both sides, thinking of this, Yelu Nanxian's heart is faintly excited.

Yelüqi on the side noticed her blushing pretty face, and smiled bitterly in her heart: I am a martial cousin.

In the field, Song Qingshu also had a solemn expression. With his luck, he stomped on the ground, and the force of the ground reaction was transmitted from his feet. Song Qingshu's whole body experienced a wonderful tremor, and his palm had already transported ten layers of skill and Ouyang Feng, who was rushing over. A few palms right.

Ouyang Feng only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and he couldn't help but suffocate his breath. Before he had time to adjust his breath, the opponent's body was already bent down like a big bow, and his heel was on his head like a sharp iron whip. Sweeping, Ouyang Feng hurriedly picked up the strange body skills and flashed after ten feet.

Everyone in the hall did not expect that the Xidu, which was powerful in the world, was forced to retreat by Song Qingshu. They were all aghast, thinking in their hearts that they would have to re-evaluate Song Qingshu's combat power.

Song Qingshu also felt that the breath in his chest was churning. It was Ouyang Feng who didn't put him in his eyes at the beginning, thinking that this young man's martial arts was limited, but the result was too impatient to enter, and Song Qingshu followed the power of the earth. , This one trick caused Ouyang Feng to suffer a small loss.

Ouyang Feng also looked at him for a moment, and asked inconceivably: "Shenlong wagging its tail, dropping the dragon's eighteen palms? You are an old beggar? But how come all the beard and white hair are gone, and you have become so young..." But he also saw it. Lie Xinxi, although he suffered a small loss, he didn't take it to heart at all. Before the other party could answer, he waved his palm and rushed over.

Although Ouyang Feng is crazy, but he has not forgotten the instinct of martial arts.In his heart, he treats the opponent as a master of the same level. Naturally, he has a twelve-point spirit, and often leaves half of his energy between his gestures and avoids blindly. Recklessly enter.

Song Qingshu also looked up to the sky and screamed, without the slightest expression of hesitation, the shot was the eighteen palms of the dragon, the two of them had a tricky trick, the other was simple and mellow, and they only took more than ten tricks, and there were several extremely dangerous situations. , But they were all subtly resolved into invisible by the other party, and I couldn't help admiring each other.

Between the two raising their hands, the bitter wind caused the people around to retreat again and again, Yelu Nanxian looked dazzled, and thought in his heart: I didn't expect Song Qingshu's martial arts to have reached this level. Compared with him, my skill is not enough. , But his moves are exquisite, but he may not lose to him. However, I have seen King Xiao make a move in the past, and the same Jianglong Eighteen Palms King Xiao used it seems to be more powerful...

"Little Wawa, your martial arts are still so-so." After dozens of moves, after the two separated, Ouyang Feng looked at Song Qingshu not far away with his eyes slanted [,! ]

"Crazy old man, your martial arts is okay." Song Qingshu replied.

"Unfortunately, this is not enough for you." As soon as Ouyang Feng's voice fell, he squatted on the ground, with his hands bent at shoulder level, his mouth clucked, like a big frog performing sumo wrestling.

"Toad Gong!" The knowledgeable people in the field have recognized that this is Ouyang Feng's fame stunt.

The expression in Song Qingshu's eyebrows really became serious.Although he was a little confused, but the instinct of martial arts was not forgotten.At his level, he quickly saw the characteristics of toad power. This power is purely static braking. The whole body is full of strength, and the strength is not vomiting. Once there is any flaw in the move, he will be countered like a thunder.

Song Qing's book didn't want the enemy to move, but I didn't move, but suddenly realized that every time Ouyang Feng croaked, his aura rose by one point. If he didn't make a move, wait until Ouyang Feng's aura reached the peak, under that blow, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it.

Yelü Nanxian stared at the field without blinking, for fear of a trace of detail, only to see Song Qingshu's palms tumbling, the speed was so fast that the palms of the flesh were invisible, and only an air mass was faintly in his hands. It became bigger. Later, Song Qingshu's entire upper body also flicked, and a looming mass of true energy condensed on top of his head, and it might be thrown out at any time.

The corner of Yelu Nanxian's mouth twitched, and he stepped back subconsciously. The rest of the people in the hall are not fools. The two in the field look like they are ready to go, and they will be shocked when they fight. It doesn't go back, and it will be bad if you wait for the fish in the pond.

Ouyang Feng's cheeks are getting more and more bulging, and his belly is getting more and more swollen. The croaking sound of the toad resounds through the hall of Shenlong Sect. People with weaker skills have bleeding noses and mouths. Yu Mako, the ancestor of the blood knife, Sangjie, Yelvqi When people heard it, they felt annoyed and vomited, and they quickly fought against each other. Everyone in the field looked as usual, only Yelu Nanxian and Hong Antong were the only two.

Finally, Ouyang Feng's aura has risen to the top, he opened his mouth and spit out, a puff of true energy hit Song Qingshu directly, although the true energy was invisible, but wherever he passed, the hard marble slabs on the ground were scattered and shattered. It also allows outsiders to see its power.

Song Qingshu has also exerted the palm strength of Jianglong's eighteen palms to its peak. Seeing that his left leg bends slightly, his right arm is bent inward, and his right palm is drawn in a circle, it seems to be the most powerful one in Jianglong's eighteen palms. Trick-Kang Long has regrets, but Song Qingshu's use of it is different from the quick palm of Kang Long's regret. His palm is extremely slow, but no one dares to ignore the power of his palm.

There was a loud bang, and the hall was filled with smoke and dust. Everyone only felt a tingling pain in the eardrums. Not to mention the low-level disciples of the Shenlong Sect, even Yelu Nanxian, Hong Antong and others secretly frowned.

After the sound came, a strong wind quickly dissipated from the center of the explosion, and the martial arts low was blown directly against the wall to vomit blood, the martial arts high Yuzhenko, the blood knife ancestor's body also Involuntarily slide back, but the posture is not so embarrassed.

When the wind hit her body, Yelu Nanxian's complexion also changed, and she hurried back three steps before stabilizing her figure, leaving a few footprints that were trapped in the slab but with pretty eyebrows.

Hong Antong on the other side also retreated again and again.Yu Guang noticed that Yelu Nanxian had stabilized his figure, and quickly used a thousand catties of falling kungfu, and smashed the stone slab on the ground with one foot, so he took two steps back and stopped. But with such forced luck, his face flashed red, and he felt a fishy smell in his mouth, and he swallowed the blood foam back quickly.

Hong Antong also knows that this is bitter. Now that the enemy of the Shenlong Cult is now, these people are in a bad mood. This can just reflect the level of everyone's martial arts. If they show their timidity, the group of sharks will smell blood. With the same taste, everyone will regard themselves as a piece of fat. Therefore, Hong Antong had to use this method to hope to shock the many unpredictable forces.

Sure enough, when the group of people stabilized their figure, they saw Hong Antong only backed up two steps, so Yue Zhiyuan generally stood there watching the battle in the field, and the faces of the masters of all parties were shocked and suspicious.

Yelü Nanxian didn't have the leisure time to watch them intrigue, but watched the competition in the field attentively.

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