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Ouyang didn't dodge, just took a slight step, closed his eyes slightly, and didn't make any more movements.

The knife fell, but before the sword qi pressed on him, it had already been swept back by a strong air flow like steel, everyone lost their center of gravity, and finally stood firm, and wanted to kill again, but before the knife crossed the top of the shoulder, it had already turned into iron foam, floated into the sea of lights, and extinguished countless lights.

She looked at it dumbfounded, this air flow was not Ouyang's internal force, but from the Wind Listening Sword!

Ouyang still didn't move.

As soon as the wind fell, he opened his eyes angrily, without the slightest movement, and the air raised the lanterns, just like the huge waves of the open sea, swallowing them one after another.

"Kill me? You're not qualified! Come out! As soon as the words fell, the man in black fell to the ground instantly, although there was no bloody scene, but the dead were extremely terrifying.

"It's worthy of General Ouyang! Haha" A deep voice came from afar, trembling in the air with the help of internal force.

In the next moment, the lantern reappeared in an instant, and an agile and strange figure flashed from under his gaze.

As Ouyang expected, it was indeed a disaster.

The momentum was violent, and he couldn't see his appearance, but when he heard his voice, the north wind suddenly rose, raising the black scarf on his body.

The next moment, appeared in his present.

"The general killed my subordinates, this account, one life is not enough!" After finishing speaking, he raised his palm, the light was hazy, the two looked at each other, the wind surged, and the powerful aura repelled the world.

"Since my predecessors insist on getting along with me, I'm sorry!" Ouyang understood, that guy was really moving, and he would not show mercy at all. Judging from his luck, he was far away from her, but when he got to this step, he could only swear to the death.

The calamity did not squeak, but suddenly raised an internal force, bringing up the surrounding leaves, gathering a ball of real and empty spheres, and with a stroke of luck, the balls spread out and lined up neatly in the air, and the leaves shot like darts.

Ouyang was startled, and was about to meet his luck, when he suddenly felt a very strong force flow jump up from his back. Towards the dart-like leaves.

In the blink of an eye, the air stopped, and the leaves began to crack, grazing the bluestone floor, leaving deep ravines behind.

It didn't expect that it would be shocked by the sword qi several feet away. The eyes were bloodshot, but the sword qi was not broken, and the leaf suddenly caught fire and rushed straight towards it.

Seeing that the calamity was coming, he hurriedly rushed the luck of his followers on the ground to the leaf of fire, and as soon as the two met, they were wiped out.

It felt bad, in this river and lake, only the strange immortal could have the upper hand, and now if it wasn't for being injured by the sword qi, Ouyang would hardly be his opponent.

The misfortune is not stupid, and he slapped Su Yuan away in the air. Ouyang saw the stunned woman, flew straight towards him, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and caught her steadily in the air.

However, in retrospect, the disaster was gone.

The woman in her arms had a haggard face. A weak woman who has no internal strength at all, gives him a living, holds it up with internal force, and hits herself. It must have hurt a lot.

Ouyang thought of this, so he could only pick her up and walk towards the old temple that was not too far away from here before coming to Nanyang.

The woman pressed softly against his chest and held her for a long time, he did not feel tired at all, and walked for nearly an hour, and the shadow of the temple appeared before.

The worn-out Zen cloth was hung in front of the temple gate, together, and fell. In this evening, it looks deep and terrifying.

He lay her gently in front of a dilapidated Buddha statue. By this time, the temple had become dark, but it was barely visible. Ouyang walked out of the temple gate, found some dry wood, and lit a vigorous fire in the center of the temple, the flames spitting dazzling tongues of fire, far away from the darkness in the near distance.

He walked over, walked behind him, sat cross-legged, his hands slightly propped up her back, and his true qi continued to pour into her body. But Ouyang's face gradually turned pale, after all, he had just recovered his true yuan, and that thousand-year-old Lingzhi had experienced the wind and rain of heaven and earth, absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, turned into true qi in his body, and rushed straight to the dantian, so he had always felt that this profound power existed in his body.

However, he didn't know that he had only absorbed a small amount of Lingzhi's true qi, and if he completely absorbed it, his strength could be imagined.

The true qi gradually weakened, and the woman in front of her also recovered her blood color.

Outside the temple, there was a sudden rustling sound. At first he thought it was, the sound of something being blown by the wind. Now after a while, there was a sudden and eerie silence.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

He stopped the transmission of true qi, and as soon as he collected the internal force, the woman softened down. He grabbed it and gently set it aside, placing his sword by his side, which never left him.

He jumped to his feet, waved the fire bush in the temple lightly with his hand, and extinguished it. Only the stars and green smoke remained.

Quietly hunched over to the source of the sound, swept over the eaves, and hid behind a tattered Zen cloth. Then the next scene took him aback.

Dozens of black-clothed men groped their way up in the grass not far away. He sighed in his heart, fortunately he felt right, and came out to see it.

A group of black-clothed people, touching the edge that was no longer covered by grass, suddenly jumped out a few agile ones, holding a cold bow in their hands, arrows made of stainless steel, in the moonlight of the night, looking terrifying.

"Whoosh,,Whoosh" which arrow is like a goalkeeper who has taken off his armor, murderous, extraordinary speed, straight through a layer of temple wall, still unabated, forcing towards the mud Buddha in the temple.

Ouyang was not worried about hurting the woman, she was behind the Buddha statue, even if the arrow broke through the past, there was the divine sword to block it, and she thought it was safer than herself.

。 At the same time, he was also surprised that the destructive power of the bow and arrow was actually in the hands of several assassins with mediocre qualifications, and there was a tendency to break stones without any internal force.

A group of people, seeing that there was no movement inside, retreated to the grass, and Ouyang also cautiously returned, seeing that the arrow was broken alive and fell to the ground, and did not shoot into the body of the mud Buddha, but except for that one, everything else was unrecognizable.

He turned his head and looked at her who was still lying next to the Buddha statue, so he reached out to help her up, but before his hand could touch it, there was an incomparably deep true qi! is constantly transmitting to his dantian.

Ouyang also felt more and more strange.

Thinking that there was a group of black-clothed people of unknown origin outside, he picked up the Listening Wind Sword and wanted to solve this trouble. Before he could get up, he felt a slight fluctuation in the air, and secretly thought that the man in black must have attacked him, and the internal strength behind him was extraordinary, not much different from himself.

Faintly felt a gust of wind blowing, and his back was cold, so fast that he couldn't react, there was no expected pain, but a shock wave of metal collision shook the old statue in the temple with a layer of clay sculpture

Listening to the wind sword in his hand, it counteracted with the knife of the man in black, narrowly avoided a blow, suddenly turned around, and stabbed the man with a sword, but was bounced away by an arrow from another man in black a few meters away, Ouyang's wrist was numb, he felt the extraordinary power of that arrow, and surrounded a few black-clothed people with scimitars, all of them were murderous, vowing to slash themselves

Ouyang is not afraid, he has been on the battlefield, he has fought against tens of millions of enemy troops, and he is a man, and his momentum is still firm in his clever eyes.

A soldier with a heavy responsibility, the only responsibility now is the woman behind him, and as a man, he should be responsible.

His hands gathered his internal strength, blending with the sword qi of the Wind Listening Sword, the cold and terrifying sword light flashed, and in the next second, the two men in black had quietly fallen.

Although the rest of the people felt that the death was approaching, they were not idle, they would not abandon their swords and run away, they were all more ferocious, and they pounced sideways, and the knives were all wonderful killing moves.

Ouyang and the sword qi were combined, but just now he output too much true qi, and he wanted to control more with less, so he swung his sword like the wind, wanting to end it as soon as possible.

Most of the people were solved, and the rest did not seem to rush up, but in a few piercing sounds of cutting through the air, multiple arrows rushed towards them.

Ouyang narrowly dodged a few arrows, but he was shot by the other party in turns, and he couldn't move forward half a step at all, and it was even more difficult to block it, because the power of the arrow was incomparable, and he couldn't imagine the consequences of being shot.

But hearing the sound of a violent wind, Ouyang angrily swung out a sword, and everywhere he went, it broke in a flash, stabbing straight into the neck of the man in black.

Seeing this, the man in black shot a few arrows in a hurry, but was shattered by Ouyang Tyrant's sword qi, and without seeing a trace of blood, the man in black was in a different place.

Ouyang also felt that the wind sword sword qi was extremely powerful, as if it had infinite potential.

Withdrawing the wind sword, he walked in to see the woman, and there was no big problem, so he sat down with confidence, and a fight also made him lose a lot of true qi, just about to sit down, the temple shook, Ouyang jumped to protect the woman, but the body of the clay sculpture really fell on his back, fortunately, the Buddha statue did not crack too much, but it also injured Ouyang defenselessly.

Perhaps it was because the cracking was too loud, and the woman woke up, and when she realized all this, she was stunned in his arms, at a loss.

A little blood flowed from the corner of Ouyang's mouth, the injury must not be light, and when she saw her unscathed under her body and woke up, she wanted to stand up strongly.

Su Yuan was sure that he was Ouyang, so he hugged him tightly when he got up, thinking that if he let go, he would definitely leave him again.

Ouyang was surprised by her reaction, but he didn't refuse her, thinking that she was frightened, and it didn't matter if she felt safe for the time being, Su Yuan looked at Ouyang with confused eyes and gradually came back to his senses.

"Ouyang! Where have you been all these years?" she wanted to answer all these questions in one go.

"Girl, shall we get up first?" Ouyang pushed away the ruins in front of him and reluctantly stood up and walked.

"The girl must know me! I was seriously injured and lost my memory, forgive me for not remembering before...... Also including-you" Ouyang reached out to her and helped her up.

"Oh......" She also understood that this was not something that would be known for a while, and more importantly, he had no memory of her.

She didn't know how to live in his heart next, maybe she couldn't live in it.