Chapter 315

Originally, after Yan Kang thought about it, Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren were empty-handed, and they used silver guns to fight the enemy, and one enemy and two, although they may not be able to win, they are not cowardly.

But after three moves and two styles, Wan Yankang slipped away decisively.

What do you say?

The silver spear has been bent into a boiled shrimp shape, how can you still use marksmanship!

Wan Yankang knew very well that fighting an enemy of Ouyang Feng's level could not tolerate the slightest negligence. Although this bent silver spear can also be straightened, in the fierce battle, there is no way to allow him to desert.

Wan Yankang took advantage of the fact that the two were about to form a pinching attack, and Ouyang Feng slapped each other, and flew back a few feet with the power of his palm. At the same time, he threw the silver spear in his hand, which was bent into a shrimp male, towards Qiu Qianren to block it slightly.

After Yan Kang took advantage of these few vertical jumps, the distance between him and Ouyang Feng was stretched to seven or eight zhang, and then he stopped.

Qiu Qianren and Ouyang Feng looked at each other, made eye contact, and the two did not chase after each other, Ouyang Feng said loudly: "Wanyankang, Huang Yaoshi's lives, you don't care?" ”

"Ouyang Feng, you can't catch up!" Wan Yankang said with a smile.

Ouyang Feng snorted and said to Qiu Qianren: "Brother Qiu, let's chase the carriage." After speaking, the two immediately jumped forward and chased in the direction where Huang Yaoshi and the others left.

After a breath, there was a pop. Qiu Qianren listened to the sound and knew that it was Wan Yankang who used the trick to throw a hidden weapon to attack, and he hurriedly moved sideways to avoid this hidden weapon.

Ouyang Feng also stopped, looked at the place where the hidden weapon went, it turned out to be just a stone, he looked at Wan Yankang who was following him, and said in a deep voice: "Finger magic power? ”

Wan Yan Kang laughed: "Two, if you are practicing this kung fu for the first time, what are the shortcomings, please give me more advice!" ”

Ouyang Feng said to Qiu Qianren: "Brother Qiu, don't worry about him, his half-hung fingers can't hurt you and me." ”

Qiu Qianren nodded, and continued to chase after Ouyang Feng.

After a few breaths, Qiu Qianren stopped helplessly again. Ouyang Feng is right, after finishing Yan Kang's finger magic power, he can't practice at home, and he can't hurt him and Qiu Qianren. can complete Yan Kang's internal force, and every time he fires a stone bullet, he can't ignore it. Either to dodge, or to shoot, always makes people unable to move forward smoothly.

What's even more disgusting is that every stone bullet fired by Wan Yankang was aimed at Qiu Qianren.

Ouyang Feng could have left Qiu Qianren behind and chased after him alone. But in this way, it just fell into Yan Kang's trap. Ouyang Feng knew that if the two of them were left alone, Qiu Qianren would have no chance of winning.

The two glanced at each other again, and Qiu Qianren said viciously: "This son is not dead, I am uneasy!" ”

Ouyang Feng also nodded, and the two of them turned at the same time, chasing after Wan Yankang.

After Yan Kang laughed, he ran away.

Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren made up their minds that no matter what, they would capture Wan Yankang and kill him.

Hong Qigong asked in the car: "Senior Brother Yao, Kang'er meets the enemy alone, if there is a ...... three long and two short?"

At this moment, the carriage ran for a while, but after all, he could still see the situation in the rear, Huang Yaoshi looked back while rushing to the car, and he saw that Yan Kang was not reckless, but made the best trick in the thirty-six plans, and immediately put his mind at ease.

While driving the car, he said to the car with a smile: "Seventh brother, don't worry, this kid is cunning, and others can't take advantage of him." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, people say that good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years, this stinky boy, with a bad stomach, will never die." Zhou Botong was in the car and also began to talk nonsense.

"Old naughty boy, your stinky mouth stinks worse than the shoes of the old Hanako!" Hong Qigong spat angrily.

If on weekdays, listening to Zhou Botong arrange his baby son-in-law like this, Huang Yaoshi would have to give him a few colors to see. At this moment, he felt that Zhou Botong's words were interestingly tight, and he didn't care much if he had a bad stomach, as long as people could be safe and sound, it was better than anything else!

Wanyan Kang took a big stride, transported the method of crossing the river with a reed, and rushed north with all his might. He knew that Ouyang Feng and the two of them had a killing intention, and he must not give the two a chance to catch up at this moment.

It turned out that the distance between the three of them was only ten feet. After Yan Kang ran with all his strength, but with a stick of incense, he pulled the distance to fifty or sixty zhang.

At this point, he looked back and felt that he was quite safe, so he slowed down and then picked up the method of Jin Yangong.

Qiu Qianren is known as the iron palm floating on the water, and the three words of floating on the water are exactly what he said about his amazing light skills. His light attainments, compared with ordinary martial arts people, are naturally incomparable. But at this time, compared with Ouyang Feng, his light skills were only between the best. What's more, during the night attack last night, Wan Yankang shot half of his hips. It was okay before, but at this moment, I was running with all my strength, and I couldn't help but pull the wound a little.

"Mr. Ouyang, this kid's foot strength, we're just afraid we won't be able to catch up!" Qiu Qianren endured the discomfort in his hips and said sullenly.

Ouyang Feng glanced at Qiu Qianren, and said in a deep voice: "This kid can't last long now, you can rest assured!" ”

As Ouyang Feng's words fell, Wan Yankang in front of him happened to change to Jin Yangong, and his speed immediately slowed down. When Qiu Qianren saw it, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and once again held his strength to continue to chase.

Although Jin Yangong is not as fast as a reed crossing the river, it is not a little slower than Ouyang Feng and the others. Half an hour later, the two of them narrowed the distance between them and Wan Yankang to within ten zhang.

Wan Yankang turned his head to look back from time to time, and at this moment, he saw that the two of them were chasing after him to a dangerous distance, so he picked up the method of crossing the river with a reed and accelerated.

After two hours of escaping and chasing, Ouyang Feng and the two of them never approached Wan Yankang's side. Wan Yankang and Ouyang Feng breathed for a long time, and they were still fine at this time, but Qiu Qianren gritted his teeth a little.

Qiu Qianren's internal strength was not consumed much, but his injured buttocks were constantly pulling the wound because of the hurry, and he was already bleeding faintly. While he was in a hurry, he had to exercise to control the injury on his hip, which was really difficult.

At this moment, Qiu Qianren finally couldn't bear it anymore, slowed down his pace, and said to Ouyang Feng: "Mr. Ouyang, Qiu is a little unsupportive, I hope you will forgive me." ”

Ouyang Feng looked at Qiu Qianren's appearance and knew that he was caused by the injury, and he couldn't do anything at the moment, so he had to nod and say, "Brother Qiu, come slowly, I'll catch up first, I can't let the thief get away!" ”

Qiu Qianren took out an object from his arms and handed it to Ouyang Feng: "Mr. Ouyang, if you catch up with the thief, you can release this thing, and I will come with all my might." ”

Wan Yankang saw Qiu Qianren stop in front of him, and immediately thought of what the reason was, he shouted loudly from afar: "Qiu Qianren, the shot last night can be returned!" ”

Qiu Qianren's face turned blue, and he angrily chased forward again, and after moving a few steps, he still stopped again helplessly.

After Yan Kang looked back again, Qiu Qianren was so humiliated that he couldn't keep up, so he only had to deal with Ouyang Feng alone.

So what's the fear!

Although he was fighting alone, Wan Yankang was not afraid of Ouyang Feng at all, but he still didn't stop at all, at least he had to close the distance.

An hour later, passing by a small restaurant on the side of the road, Wan Yankang took two steamed buns from there, poured a large bowl of water, dropped a piece of broken silver, and continued to run.

Ouyang Feng followed, and did the same, making some simple supplies.

Both of them have a long strength, so they run away and chase after each other, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost night. When Yan Kang tried his best to escape, he just went straight away, and he didn't care about any big roads and small roads. At this moment he ran along a path to a large mountain.

He looked back and saw that Ouyang Feng was still chasing after him, and after finishing Yan Kang, he simply stopped and turned to the rear.

Ouyang Feng saw that Yan Kang stopped walking, and he gradually slowed down and slowly approached.

Seeing that Ouyang Feng had arrived three feet in front of him, Wan Yankang opened his voice and said: "Ouyang Feng, at the foot of the mountain, it is not bad to be a place for you to bury your bones." ”

Ouyang Feng smiled: "Stinky boy, the old man still has decades to live, but pity your young age, a few beautiful wives and concubines, you have to be widowed." ”

Wan Yankang laughed: "Don't talk nonsense, who is strong and who is weak, let's see the real chapter under your hands!" After speaking, he strode forward, and slapped his palms forward at the same time, making a move that shocked a hundred miles.

Ouyang Feng's waist sank slightly, he took a deep breath, and slowly struck forward with his fists.

With a bang, the two of them exchanged fists, and each took a few steps back.

After Yan Kang stood firm, he immediately had the strength under his feet and turned over to attack.

Ouyang Feng and Wan Yankang fought several times, and the opponent's moves and playing styles were all clear. After this fight, Wan Yan Kangqiang took a hard fight and launched an attack like a storm, and after a hundred moves, it was still in vain.

Although Wan Yankang couldn't wait to crush Ouyang Feng's bones and scatter ashes, he couldn't help but secretly admire this Western poison at this moment. He led Ouyang Feng to run for a day, and only then did he start to make trouble, thinking that he was young and strong, and Ouyang Feng was already past his peak, and he could defeat Ouyang Feng by relying on his physical strength.

But after these hundred moves, Ouyang Feng still had a long breath, and he didn't have any defeat. Although Ouyang Feng was slightly on the defensive, he was tightly guarded, and once he counterattacked, he was extremely vicious when he made his moves, so that Wan Yankang could not be sloppy in the slightest.

In Ouyang Feng's heart, there were already ups and downs at this moment.

After his first contact with Yan Kang, this son can barely survive under him.

went to the next battle in the capital city in the middle of the year, and after Yan Kang talked about fist and foot kung fu alone, he was really inferior to him.

Among the beggars, there are only a few hurried battles, and they cannot be judged accurately.

But when he arrived at the top of Huashan Mountain, Wan Yankang's one-handed pistol technique actually held him down steadily.

The experience of several fights, Ouyang Feng thought about it last night, and he still felt a little unreal in his heart, and he also thought that this son was good at fighting for dominance on the battlefield, so he was superhuman in marksmanship, so he chatted about masturbation. But at this moment, Wan Yankang is no longer weaker than him at all with his fists and feet alone, and he even has a slight upper hand between offense and defense.

In Ouyang Feng's mind, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Zhou Botong were really not to be afraid. Whether Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong can recover their martial arts is still a big question. Although Huang Yaoshi has made a breakthrough in martial arts now, he can't threaten his Ouyang Feng's life. And Wan Yankang is a young man who is young and decisive in killing, if he doesn't take the opportunity to get rid of it this time, it will definitely become a big disaster.

If Ouyang Feng had joined forces with Qiu Qianren before, it would naturally not be difficult to take down Yan Kang, but Qiu Qianren would not be angry, and Lord West Poison would have no choice.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng secretly made a decision.

The two of them flew with their fists and feet, from the sun just setting, to the full moon hanging high. Wan Yankang estimated that he had already fought with Ouyang Feng for seven or eight hundred moves, but this person still had undiminished strength, and he secretly admired it in his heart.

Wan Yankang felt a little admiration for Ouyang Feng in his heart, but his shot became more and more ruthless. He raised his elbows slightly, hit his right fist directly, and pushed his left palm horizontally, hitting out quickly and slowly.

After finishing Yan Kang's move, it is to descend the dragon in the eighteen palms of the frost and ice, and in one move, the rigidity and softness are combined, and the positive and negative are mutually beneficial.

Ouyang Feng had previously responded to this move, first blocking the front punch, and then retreating slightly to avoid his back hand. At this time, he suddenly changed his response, blocked Yan Kang's right fist with his left elbow, and then bent his elbow and slashed down with his left palm.

At the same time, his right fist blasted out quickly, straight to Yan Kang's chest.

In the face of Ouyang Feng's unusual way of coping, if Wan Yankang made a slight concession, although he would be fine. But in this way, he will inevitably fall behind.

Wan Yankang's mind changed sharply, knowing that Ouyang Feng wanted to exchange injuries for injuries.

If Ouyang Feng is full of murderous intentions towards Wan Yan Kang, Wan Yan Kang's idea of getting rid of Ouyang Feng is also very firm.

Between the lightning and flint, Wan Yankang's left body retracted backwards, and his left hand backhanded to take Ouyang Feng's left palm, and after the right fist retracted slightly, it also accelerated out.

With a bang, both of them were hit with a heavy punch in their left chest at the same time, each spurting out a mouthful of blood and falling backwards.

Wan Yankang got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and kept a close eye on Ouyang Feng while calming his injuries.

Ouyang Feng's action of getting up was a little slower than Wan Yan Kang, he coughed twice after getting up, and grinned: "Stinky boy, the old man's fist, it's not comfortable!" ”

Wan Yankang spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and smiled: "Ouyang Feng, you old bones, you still dare to play with me and hurt each other, I'm afraid that I made a mistake in my wishful thinking!" ”

Ouyang Feng snorted: "Hurt each other? Hey, come again! ”

After speaking, Ouyang Feng rubbed his body and continued to attack with his palm.

In Ouyang Feng's opinion, he had been planning for a long time in this fight just now, and Wan Yankang was an on-the-spot response, thinking that the injury would be worse than himself, so he gritted his teeth and took advantage of the situation to win Wan Yankang.

Wan Yankang's expression was awe-inspiring, and he put on a non-trivial posture, and began to fight the enemy with his empty fist.

After a few moves, Ouyang Feng felt that Wan Yankang's fist strength was vain and weak, much worse than before. He is even more convinced that Wan Yankang is seriously injured, and he will be able to turn his advantage into a victory.

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng's spirit was lifted, and his attack became more and more vicious.

In the face of Ouyang Feng's ruthless moves, Wan Yankang seemed to have a hard time, but he was able to parry it every time. What Ouyang Feng didn't know was that Wan Yankang only used seven points of strength to make a move at the moment, and there were still three points of internal force being used to protect the wound on his chest, and slowly recover from his injuries.

After a hundred moves, Ouyang Feng felt that something was wrong, he fought bravely under the serious injury, the injury was gradually getting worse, and the strength in his hand was gradually weakening. But when Yan Kang parried, the state of vanity remained unchanged at all, but he was never defeated or retreated.

After Ouyang Feng attacked a few more moves, he suddenly turned over and retreated, pointed at Wan Yankang and said, "Stinky boy, you are cheating!" ”

Wan Yankang spit out a ball of blood from his mouth, and smiled: "Ouyang Feng, you have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, haven't you heard a word, you are afraid of being young!" ”

Of course, Ouyang Feng would not believe Yan Kang's nonsense. The fist is afraid of being less strong, but it is just an ordinary crop style. At their level, as they get older, although their physical strength decreases slightly, their internal strength is more refined and spicy.

But what puzzled Ouyang Feng was that after finishing Yan Kang's injury, there was no reason to lighten himself!

He didn't know that Wan Yankang had practiced the Vajra Not Bad Divine Skill back then, although he broke the skill because he broke his body in advance, but the foundation of the hard skills he had practiced was still there. Coupled with the protective effect of Jiuyang Divine Skill, Ouyang Feng's punch was very powerful, and he could only have six or seven points to be effective.

After Yan Kang's injury, he fought with Ouyang Feng again, and deliberately left some strength, which meant to consume Ouyang Feng. In this way, one side of the balance finally tilted towards Wan Yankang's side.

After Yan Kang spit out a mouthful of blood, his injuries recovered a little, he was not in a hurry to chase after Ouyang Feng, but teased with interest: "Ouyang Feng, if you are willing to surrender to me, how about we write off the previous grudges?" ”

Ouyang Feng said coldly: "Stinky boy, don't be too happy!" ”

After saying that, he immediately turned over and ran back and forth.

Wan Yankang was stunned when he saw this, he didn't expect a character like Ouyang Feng to run away so decisively. He secretly cursed in his heart for being shameless, and then with the luck of his feet, he stepped up to chase after him.

Ouyang Feng's injuries were more serious than Wan Yan Kang's, and his light skills were also greatly affected, but after running for several miles, Wan Yan Kang chased within a zhang of Ouyang Feng, and punched him straight to the back of his heart.

Ouyang Feng turned half of his body and slashed down with one palm, blocking Yan Kang's incoming punch.

Wan Yankang's right fist was blocked, and his left fist attacked one after another, not giving Ouyang Feng any respite.

Ouyang Feng retreated slightly, and the moves in his hands were constantly changing, mainly using the Spirit Snake Fist to fight the enemy, between the virtual and the real, trying to avoid fighting hard with Wan Yankang.

Wan Yankang gave up all the changes in his moves, and his fists and drums kept banging, and he didn't care about Ouyang Feng's occasional counterattacks, as long as he didn't go straight to the point.

Faced with Yan Kang's unforgiving style of play, Ouyang Feng gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was no way to do it. Although he didn't know why Wan Yankang's injuries were lighter than his own, if he was allowed to exchange injuries for injuries, he would never do it. Therefore, every time he fights three or five moves, no matter how subtle his moves are, he will inevitably have to fight hard with Wan Yankang, so that he can open up a little distance and strive for some respite.

Every time he fights hard, Ouyang Feng will retreat farther away, and his injuries are gradually getting worse. After fighting dozens of moves like this, Ouyang Feng gritted his teeth, took the opportunity of a hard fight and regression, took out a thing from his arms, and raised it out.

Wan Yankang originally thought that Ouyang Feng had taken out some hidden weapon, and subconsciously hid to the side, but after a while, he found that Ouyang Feng had released a signal flare.

With a bang, a palm-shaped firework burst out in mid-air.

And Ouyang Feng took advantage of Yan Kang's evasion, turned over and fled backwards.

Wan Yankang saw this firework and knew that it must be a signal flare to inform Qiu Qianren. If Qiu Qianren saw the signal and could arrive in time, with his injured body, the situation of victory and defeat and even life and death would be reversed immediately.

But if Ouyang Feng was allowed to escape, he was really unwilling!

After a slight struggle in his brain, Wan Yankang took a long breath and strode forward to chase after him.

After a stick of incense, Ouyang Feng was caught up by Wan Yankang again.

If it is said that after dozens of rounds of fighting, Wan Yankang still has a little spare strength to ensure that the injury does not worsen. In that this fight, Wan Yankang had already put aside all his thoughts, and he was full of firepower, and he was bound to blow Ouyang Feng on the spot.

In just twenty moves, Ouyang Feng spurted out a mouthful of old blood again.

As Ouyang Feng's blood spurted out, Wan Yankang's momentum became even stronger, and his playing style became more violent.

After dozens of moves, Ouyang Feng supported his left and right sides, and he was already in a precarious state. He knew that if Qiu Qianren couldn't arrive in time, he would not be lucky, so he simply let go of his hands and feet, and looked for an opportunity to exchange injuries with Wan Yankang.

Wan Yankang felt that Ouyang Feng's moves had changed, and instantly saw through his intentions. At this moment, if he wants to take down Ouyang Feng, he is already a turtle in an urn, how can he be willing to exchange injuries for injuries with him, but he is a little cautious when he makes a move.

Even so, Ouyang Feng could only delay the time of defeat.

As time went on, Ouyang Feng's injuries became more and more serious, and his physical strength became weaker and weaker.

Wan Yankang's left palm split Ouyang Feng's blocking frame, and his right fist slammed into his chest.

Ouyang Feng fell to the ground, a large ball of blood foamed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes began to loosen, he was already an immortal who could not be saved.

From the moment Ouyang Ke died at the hands of Huang Rong, it was destined that Wan Yankang and Ouyang Feng had an indissoluble enmity.

The experience of nearly dying twice before, Wan Yankang palpitates every time he thinks about it.

And in the battle with Temujin on the grassland, if it weren't for Wan Yankang's mind, he was afraid that once he was ambushed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Seeing that the enemy was about to be ambushed, for some reason, Wan Yankang didn't have much joy in his heart, but gave birth to a little unbearable.

No matter how ruthless Ouyang Feng was, after all, this person was a generation of martial arts masters, and this nameless place was about to fall, which couldn't help but make people feel compassion.

"Ouyang Feng, what do you have to wish?" Wan Yankang asked lightly.

"Nine, Nine Yin ......" Ouyang Feng had no strength at all, and even a few words were extremely difficult to say.

Wan Yankang knew that what Ouyang Feng wanted to say was the Nine Yin True Scripture, and he sighed: "Okay, I will bring a volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture and burn it on your grave." ”

Ouyang Feng's throat moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was unable to say it.

After Yan Kang looked around, and was about to find a suitable place for Ouyang Feng to bury his bones, he heard a long howl coming from afar.

Wan Yankang knew that Qiu Qianren was coming, he glanced down at Ouyang Feng, didn't dare to make any more stops, immediately turned around and went north, and fled quickly.