Now, once the move is repeated, Ouyang Feng found a flaw, and an iron rod hit him, breaking his sword momentum. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ouyang Feng swung his staff and hit again, and the iron rod flashed to Wu Youliang's chest, and when his strength was shocked, he could seriously injure him.

"Be careful!" "Don't!"

The third son of Quan Zhen exclaimed with Guo Jing, Huang Rong was even more exclaimed, and Yurong was shocked.

Peng Lianhu and the others showed surprise on their faces, Ouyang Ke flashed the folding fan, his face was expected, and he looked at Huang Rong again, showing obsession.

Suddenly, Wu Youliang's body was blurred, and he swept three feet away out of thin air, Ouyang Feng's iron rod buzzed and trembled, shaking the void with tangible ripples, but after all, it hit the clearing, and the next moment, Xi Poison saw the green shadow flashing in front of him, as if something was stabbing at him, but he couldn't see it really.

Ouyang Feng retreated, his left hand suddenly looked like a snake without bones, winding and uncertain, biting Wu Youliang's throat.

Laugh at! Laugh at!

Two subtle sounds came out, and the two silver-scaled snakes on Ouyang Feng's iron rod were struck by a wisp of sword light, and the snake's body slipped off the iron rod and fell to the ground.

Wu Youliang's body flashed, avoiding the killing move of the Western Poison's left-hand Spirit Snake Fist.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Guess!"

Wu Youliang's body flashed again, like a ghost, and a 'white rainbow through the sun' stabbed Ouyang Feng's eyebrows, Ouyang Feng did not dodge or dodge, his wrist trembled, and the iron rod made a buzzing trembling sound, and a rod hit Wu Youliang's chest and abdomen, and he actually used a lose-lose play.

Wu Youliang's figure was erratic, he retreated and turned, and went around to Ouyang Feng's side, a 'heavenly gentleman hanging upside down', and the sword momentum was even more erratic, as if it was from the bottom up, and it seemed to rush up and down, and a sword covered the acupoints on the shoulders and back......

Suddenly, Wu Youliang's body turned, disappeared in place, and pounced on Peng Lianhu and others.

Ouyang Feng was startled, and turned back suddenly, at this moment, Wu Youliang had already fought with the Thousand Hands Slaughter.

Peng Lianhu is famous in the rivers and lakes for his kung fu of recognizing acupoints with an iron judge's pen, but as soon as his judge's pen is pointed, suddenly the green shadow in front of him flickered, and his two wrists were painful and he lost his blade.

The thousand-handed man fell to the ground, fainted, and kept coughing up blood.

Sha Tongtian's knees are not bent, his feet are not crossed, his body is flat and swept back, and the iron slurry in his hand is swayed, but the style of 'rolling Yellow River' only made less than half a move, that is, he saw the green shadow flicker, his shoulder and arm hurt, and he lost his blade.

The Dragon King of the Ghost Gate fell to the ground, passed out, and kept coughing up blood.

The three-headed Jiaohou Tonghai is even worse, and the one-style 'night investigation and exploration of the sea' has just been put on the shelf, that is, his chest is dull, his breath is suffocated, and he faints.

As for Ouyang Ke, who was dressed in white, the folding fan made two empty moves, and one palm was imprinted on his chest and abdomen, and a strong energy came like a thunderbolt.

I'm dying!

Ouyang Ke exclaimed, that momentum suddenly took back when he was not spitting up, he was in doubt, his face hurt suddenly, and he was slapped twice on the left and right.

It was the West Poison that finally chased him, and attacked Wu Youliang with a cane.

Wu Youliang turned around and fought against the West Poison again, the latter's face showed anger, an iron rod danced more urgently, the sound of wind and thunder was loud, one move and one style, and the killing intent was boiling.

Wu Youliang suddenly advanced and retreated, rotating around Ouyang Feng, and the sword light was like a raging storm, and he stopped in place, unable to dodge.

Wu Youliang's body technique is getting faster and faster, the sword moves are becoming more and more erratic, and the sober Quanzhen Sanzi can't even see his figure clearly, only to see a cyan cloud flying up and down, and the sword light is all over the sky, I don't know which one is true and which one is false.

The three of Huang Rong, who were weaker in skill, were even more dizzy and dull in their chests, as for Mu Nianci, who had the weakest skills, Yang Tiexin and his wife, they had already closed their eyes.

After the Huashan swordsmanship was fought all the way, Wu Youliang used the Songshan swordsmanship again, a light and thin iron sword buzzed and trembled, and the majestic atmosphere was not weak Ouyang Feng's iron rod.

Soon, he used Taishan swordsmanship, and there were complicated changes along the way, 'Happy Three', 'Taishan Eighteen Plates', and even the simple Five Doctors swords, which were swayed out one by one.

In the end, his figure was erratic, and he dodged the attack of the West Poison purely with his body, the long sword in his right hand pointed diagonally, and the five fingers of his left hand were counted with their fingers flexed, from one to five, pinched into a fist, and then stretched out their thumb, then their index fingers, and finally their five fingers extended, followed by the thumb flexion, and then the index finger, and the cycle continued.

After the five fingers of the left hand were bent and stretched three times, the right hand finally stabbed out with a sword, the sword light was crooked, and the wind and thunder changed again, and slowly stabbed at Ouyang Feng, who suddenly screamed and took a step back.

After stabbing with a sword, he used the swordsmanship of Beiyue Hengshan, with the essence of the hidden needle in Mianli, or defending three moves to attack one move, or defending five moves to attack one move.

After dismantling hundreds of moves, the purple gas on Wu Youliang's face flashed with a demonic red light, and there was a hidden green qi ups and downs, obviously the backlash of the evil sword technique could not be suppressed, and there were all in the inside and all in the outside.

Wu Youliang roared wildly, and used the Huashan sword technique, and the sword momentum was three points faster, but he didn't want to, but Ouyang Feng's offensive slowed down by three points.

The two of them were fast and slow, and they played very strangely.

In another quarter of an hour, the purple qi decayed, the blue and red qi flourished, and Wu Youliang's body technique was a little slower.

In another quarter of an hour, the purple qi was already weak and invisible, and the blue and red qi kept changing alternately, and his body was a little slower.

Ouyang Feng's offensive became ferocious, the snake staff suddenly rushed and slowed, suddenly heavy and light, suddenly hit the front chest, suddenly hit the back, and suddenly attacked the upper three roads, and suddenly hit the three roads, so that the Wu Youliang body method was slightly stagnant, and the sword momentum shrank into two feet around the body.

In another quarter of an hour, wisps of white gas suddenly rose from Wu Youliang's top door, curling up, and his body technique was a little slower, but his Huashan swordsmanship suddenly changed, and the sword momentum became more precipitous.

However, the qi and blood surged, and the internal breath boiled, and the situation not only did not ease, but became more dangerous, and it was already life and death in an instant.

The corners of Ouyang Feng's mouth smirked, the snake rod continued to change its trajectory, and the population at the head of the rod suddenly shot several cold rays, and before the cold light arrived, a wisp of fishy breath had poured into his nose.

Wu Youliang was born with the idea of turning away, and in a hazy moment, the qi and blood surging all over his body suddenly calmed down, the tumbling inner breath was silent, and all the signs of backlash were suppressed, and then an indescribable sense of comfort rose.

Swish!

Wu Youliang's figure retreated, and his speed was far faster than those cold lights.

He secretly wondered whether this sudden and strange situation was the true meaning of the incarnation of heaven and man and the growth of all things that the Eastern Sect Master had comprehended, but when he was about to fight, he didn't dare to think about it.

In the next moment, his figure was fluctuating again, and he once again performed the Sanyue Sword Technique of the Proficient Realm.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Youliang's face was blue and red again, but his Songshan swordsmanship was even more majestic, and the sound of the long sword trembling actually overwhelmed Ouyang Feng's iron rod dancing.

In another quarter of an hour, the blue and red qi suppressed the purple qi, and his Taishan swordsmanship, the changes of one move and one style were more complicated.

In another quarter of an hour, the purple qi was weak and invisible, but Wu Youliang's Beiyue Hengshan swordsmanship, the sword momentum was more closed, Ouyang Feng hit with a cane, and there was a kind of hit on the weak cotton, and there were thin needles hidden in the cotton, the more fierce his attack, the more painful it was pierced.

Supplemented by the spirit snake staff method of the realm of western poison into the realm, Wu Youliang confirmed the Wuyue sword technique one by one, and after dozens of drills, he finally broke through the realm of proficiency one by one.

Wu Youliang fixed his body, no longer using the trick of the evil sword method, but specializing in the Wuyue sword technique of the subtle realm, and the inner breath went up and down the magpie bridge, on the one hand, to soothe the backlash, and on the other hand, to attract the soul,

Wuyue swordsmanship, he is no longer fighting all the way, but taking a move here, using a move there, the last move is the swordsmanship of Nanyue Hengshan, and the next move is the swordsmanship of Zhongyue Songshan, and the sword momentum contains the trick of the soul transfer Dafa, and finally barely guarded the door.

An hour later, the power of the backlash dissipated, Wu Youliang shook the dantian, the internal breath was seven points, the Beidou Dafa was secretly transported, and the sword light was violently sheng, which was on par with the Western poison.