readx;? Ouyang Feng wanted to speak and stopped, arousing the interest of everyone in the hall, not to mention that the people of the Jin Kingdom, even the people of the Quanzhen Sect were very curious about the identity of the person who came, but it was a pity that he didn't say anything halfway, so that the people were angry and anxious. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

\t Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Brother Feng, you don't have to say that I probably know who he is, don't worry, it's uncertain who will win and who will lose in this battle." ”

\t can hit Ouyang Feng hard with one move, looking at the entire martial arts, even Zhang Sanfeng may not be able to do it, the only possibility is that the opponent's martial arts just restrain Ouyang Feng.

\t Ouyang Feng's toad skill is very magical, but the only drawback is that the momentum is too long, so to a certain extent, it is restrained by a yang finger, which is why there is a saying in the martial arts that "Nanhuo Kexi Jin", but a lamp master cultivation and Ouyang Feng are only between the two, even if the martial arts are restrained, it is impossible to hurt Ouyang Feng with one move, as for the other masters of the Yiyang finger in Dali, the highest cultivation is all in Tianlong Temple, and Song Qingshu wanted to steal the "Six Veins Divine Sword" Sword Sutra, I had a fight with the group of monks in Tianlong Temple, and I was very clear about the cultivation of those people, and no one had the ability to hurt Ouyang Feng.

\t and a yang refers to martial arts and is far above Ouyang Feng, the entire rivers and lakes are counted, and there is only one person, that is the first of the five absolute supernatural powers-Wang Chongyang.

Although it is rumored that he has died a long time ago, the world of 14 golden books can be fused together, and Song Qingshu will not be surprised if anything happens.

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes, my brother's current cultivation may not lose to him." ”

The white-robed old man suddenly became interested, and said with a smile: "I thought that you would only be ashamed to speak at a young age, but since Mr. Ouyang also said so, presumably Your Excellency's martial arts must be extraordinary, and the old man would like to see it." In this way, you are a junior of martial arts, and the old man will let you make three moves first. ”

\t Qiu hurriedly reminded: "Senior, be careful, this person's martial arts are so high, we have never seen it in our lives, his volley sword technique is really unpredictable!" Song Qingshu controlled more than a dozen swords to come and go freely in the encirclement of hundreds of Taoist priests before, and the impression left on them was too shocking.

The white-robed old man didn't care, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "That old man really wants to see it." ”

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Song Qingshu was not happy because he could make the first move, but he was full of slander, he had read so many novels and film and television works in his previous life, and whoever made the first move, even if the move was gorgeous, it was just a foil to another person, and this flag really couldn't stand.

However, he quickly distinguished between reality and the illusory world, and since he was asked to make the first move, this advantage was not taken advantage of.

"In that case, I'm welcome. ”

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and raised it into the void, and the three swords that fell on the ground suddenly flew into the air, and the tips of the swords trembled slightly at the white-robed old man, and kept making the sound of dragon groans.

The old man in the white robe was really a little moved, he didn't know how many famous swordsmen on the rivers and lakes, but he seemed to have never seen such a sword in the air.

"I don't take advantage of you, there are three swords here, even if I make three moves. As soon as Song Qingshu's words fell, he stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the three long swords that had been gathering momentum for a long time flew towards the white-robed old man like three meteors.

"Senior, be careful!"

The five sons of Quanzhen exclaimed in unison, the power of this move made their hearts palpitate when they watched it from the side, they knew that if they and the white-robed old man changed places, they would probably not even be able to move under this powerful pressure, and the terrifying momentum from this sword sound, let alone flesh and blood, even if the Sanqing statue in the main hall was hit head-on, I am afraid it would turn into powder.

Dai Qisi's expression is complicated, Song Qingshu's hand is too amazing, she has a special identity, she has seen countless masters over the years, but I am afraid that the only ones who can barely be compared with him are Yang Dingtian and Zhang Wuji later, as well as Huo Shan, the old man in the mountain of the Persian General Altar, as for those Baoshu Kings and the three envoys of Fengyun, I am afraid they are not even worthy of lifting shoes for him.

Pu Cha Qiucao was completely impressed by Song Qingshu today, and thought to himself that it was fortunate that his brother was not here, otherwise when he saw this scene, he thought that he had been the number one master of the Jin Country all these years, and he had to find a crack in the ground to get in? Tang Kuo argued that this person's city was really deep enough, and he had been low-key for so many years, but the result was not a hit, and it was a blockbuster.

Xiaolongnu's mind is much simpler, she is seriously injured, and her beautiful eyes are half-open and half-closed, but this battle is related to the life-saving benefactor, so she started to watch the battle, but she is more of a looker

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) to the white-robed old man, and he wondered in his heart: "This person's figure is so familiar, I should have seen it somewhere, but why can't I remember it." ”

"Good time!"

I saw the white-robed old man comment leisurely, and then he stretched out his hand, his sleeve was pulled in front of him, and the three menacing long swords seemed to be controlled by an irresistible force, and they all shrank into his sleeve.

Dangdang!

A few crisp sounds came, and it turned out to be the sound of the white-robed old man shaking his sleeves and three long swords falling to the ground.

Everyone looked at the three long swords, only to see that the few swords that had glittered with cold light before were now dim, and they were all twisted and lying quietly on the ground like twisted flowers, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

Dai Qisi couldn't help but look at Song Qingshu's back worriedly, the other party easily took this move, he was afraid that he would ...... today

Pu Cha Qiucao also frowned slightly, thinking to himself why there are so many masters in the Central Plains martial arts, Tang Kuo's martial arts are so high, and the other party actually has an unfathomable master who can be matched, in case the situation of Tang Kuo's debate is unfavorable for a while, we can only rely on three thousand elite soldiers to rush up, no matter what master he is, he will also be chopped into meat sauce.

On the contrary, it is the little dragon girl Gujing Bubo, in her opinion, life and death do not matter, not to mention who wins and who loses between these two, they are not passive.

Song Qingshu didn't show too much surprise, if his guess was correct, the other party was really that person, of course this move couldn't hurt him.

The white-robed old man 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: "That's just running into Your Excellency, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, that move just now is enough to deal with the vast majority of people." ”

The white-robed old man pondered for a moment and bowed slightly: "Yes, there are indeed not many people in the entire rivers and lakes who can take over your trick just now." ”

Song Qingshu replied: "Your Excellency has already let me, now you don't have to be polite." ”

The white-robed old man smiled slightly: "Okay, since you just made three swords, the old man will return your three fingers." As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and clicked three times in the air, and suddenly three strong and irresistible air currents rushed towards Song Qingshu's door.

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