"Presumptuous!"

"You dare?"

"Old poison, you despicable!"

No one could have imagined that Ouyang Feng would actually attack Hong Qigong at the last moment.

At that moment, on the Chaoyang Terrace, Wang Chongyang and Duan Zhixing, who were recovering their strength while observing the surrounding situation, both roared angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that he really couldn't spare his hand at this time, he wanted to make a move against Ouyang Feng.

And Hong Qigong, who bore the brunt of Ouyang Feng's sneak attack, reacted instinctively, turned around in the void with a somewhat bloated body, and turned slightly around when there was no room for it, and raised the dog-beating stick in his hand to meet Ouyang Feng's snake staff.

Rumble!

Of the two, one is that it has been planned for a long time, and the other is that it was caught off guard.

The snake staff intersected with the dog-beating stick, and suddenly there was a loud noise.

In an instant, Hong Qigong's body was shocked into the void and slashed at a speed of three points faster than Fang Cai. When he landed, he had already fallen on the Chaoyang platform, his footsteps trembled, and his originally ruddy complexion couldn't help but turn white.

Syllable!

At the same time that Hong Qigong fell into Chaoyangtai, Ouyang Feng's body shook and he also fell into Chaoyangtai, and his footsteps landed on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Swish!

At the same time as Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong landed, the cigarettes in the incense burner that were originally burning also extinguished the last bit of fire after making a crisp sound.

"When the time comes, this Huashan sword discussion will be attended by seven masters." Seeing that the incense in the incense burner was extinguished, Old Master Zhao stood up and announced loudly.

As he spoke, his voice paused slightly, and he glanced at the seven masters who were now on the Chaoyang Terrace, "You have one day to recover your strength, and tomorrow, this Huashan Sword Discussion has officially begun." ”

"Amitabha." Master Wufa stretched out a finger that was no different from a dead tree branch and pointed to the iron box placed on one side, "What is contained in this iron box is the Nine Yin True Scripture, and after the first master in the world is decided, the Nine Yin True Scripture will belong to the first master in the world in the future." ”

Saying that, Wanjuan scholars, masters of enlightenment, old lord Zhao and several other predecessors who organized this Huashan sword discussion have withdrawn from Chaoyangtai and handed over the opportunity of Huashan sword discussion to several people.

Hearing that the iron box contained the Nine Yin True Scripture, Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong, Duan Zhixing, Huang Yaoshi and the other four all looked at the iron box intently, Wang Chongyang seemed indifferent, but the corner of his eye was still firmly on the iron box.

Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying looked curious, and there was no greed in their eyes except for strangeness.

Sou!

A crunch sounded.

After many martial arts seniors withdrew from Chaoyangtai, the scholar of Wanjuan took out a firework and lit it with a fire knife, and a beautiful firework bloomed above the sky.

Syllable!

The fireworks converged and condensed on the sky, turning into a flower with a shimmering sheen.

Throughout Huashan, everyone noticed the wonderful flowers that appeared on the sky, and countless people couldn't help but hang their heads at the moment.

Fireworks are now available, winning and losing.

At this time, most of the real masters on Chaoyang Terrace have gathered, and many of the original conceited martial arts masters have dispersed.

Or rest on the spot, or plan to go down the mountain, or, such as Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others, they have not seen their own leaders go down the mountain for a long time, and they are rushing towards Chaoyangtai, wanting to witness this battle that will surely shake the martial arts.

………………

"Old poison, the grievances between you and me should also be settled." Hong Qigong secretly breathed to himself, stabilized the injuries in his body, looked at Ouyang Feng with sharp eyes, and said angrily.

Ouyang Feng's eyes rolled, and he turned a deaf ear to Hong Qigong's roar, and just said lightly: "It's always called Huazi, it's not a good choice to fight now." ”

"The grievances between you and me, after we recover our strength, it's not too late to compete with each other."

"You." Hearing Ouyang Feng say this, Hong Qigong's face changed slightly, sometimes green and sometimes white, and finally he had no choice but to stop.

Through these years of contact, Hong Qigong knew that his martial arts with Ouyang Feng were only between them.

At this time, he was attacked by Ouyang Feng, he had suffered internal injuries, and he was exhausted, if he settled accounts with Ouyang Feng now, it would be just self-defeating.

The best outcome is only one death and one injury.

But at that time, the title of the Nine Yin True Scripture and the world's number one master will be speechless with himself.

The others present also sat cross-legged and were silent. Silently exercising his skills, trying to recover his strength as soon as possible.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the Chaoyang Platform fell into a strange tranquility, and the momentum between the seven masters condensed together, turning into a terrifying aura.

Now, no matter who enters this place, it will inevitably be triggered by their aura and end up with either death or injury.

Outside the Chaoyang Terrace, Old Lord Zhao and the others left an iron box containing the Nine Yin True Scripture, and when they looked at each other, their expressions revealed a little tacit, but it was just a flash.

Immediately, everyone turned and left.

In the blink of an eye, on the Chaoyang Terrace, there were only the seven masters who were about to start a vigorous battle.

Zhu Hefeng secretly exercised his skills, and the internal force of the Emperor's Heavenly Treasure Book in his body was urged to the extreme, and the huge power of the power was quickly recovered.

A large amount of heaven and earth aura was continuously absorbed into the body and turned into its own strength, and at the same time, the extremely tired body was gradually adjusted under the infusion of heaven and earth aura.

Lin Chaoying was recovering his strength while observing her husband's condition, sensing a trace of power emanating from his body, and a trace of tenderness could not help but cross his cold sword eyes.

The stars are changing, and time is changing.

When everyone went up to Chaoyangtai, it was noon, and at the time of sunset, Ma Yu and Qiu brought by Wang Chongyang rushed over, as for Zhou Botong, no one knew where he had gone.

By this time, everyone's depleted strength had basically been restored. Seven pairs of eyes opened almost in no particular order.

Click!

The seven eyes intertwined in the void between each other, and there was a loud sound like a thunderbolt of lightning.

In an instant, all seven bodies trembled slightly.

"Haha." Ouyang Feng jumped up from the ground and let out a wild laugh from his mouth, "Guys, are we going to fight now, or will we wait until tomorrow?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at everyone present, and the battle intent and killing intent in his eyes were fully revealed.

Duan Zhixing said with a smile: "Brother Ouyang, let's do it now, it's too urgent, I'll have a good night's rest today, and it's not too late to have a fight tomorrow." ”

"What? Is Emperor Duan afraid? Ouyang Feng sneered.

Hong Qigong laughed and said: "Old poison, you don't spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, do you think everyone is as despicable as you?" ”

"If you want to fight now, I'll always ask Hanako to accompany you!"