"Old poison~ don't do it!" Although Hong Qigong's palms were drooping, his body covered with patches of clothes was straight and straight, without the slightest wavering. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Goo~quack~" Ouyang Feng's mouth opened slightly, and a sound sounded from his chest and abdomen, but his momentum was deep, but he became the target of attack together with Hong Qigong.

Huang Yaoshi also frowned lightly, and Bi Xiao said in a deep voice: "It's always called a flower~, you get out of the way!" Don't let the rivers and lakes mock me, Huang Laoxi, join forces with others~! ”

"Old Evil ~~" Hong Qigong, who is knowledgeable by nature, is already in a dilemma at this time, and he doesn't know how to choose, on the one hand, he is worried about the safety of his old friend, his life's reputation, and on the other hand, the people of Li who may be in danger, all of which are not the order of the dynasty but his own sorrow.

"Amitabha Buddha~, several donors don't have to be like this~, all sentient beings are inherently obsessed with cause and effect~, eliminate the antecedents~Buddha's present fruit, restrain the heart and stop anger~ Fang is the way of the Dharma!"

"Buddhism and Meditation~, good, good!"

Just when the three of them were staring at each other deeply, there were two distant recitations in the crowd, one was simple and vast, and the other was clear and benevolent.

And Ouyang Feng, who was as condensed as a golden toad lying on the ground for a long time, sensed the breath of one of them, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, and he also vented his strength: "One~Yang~Finger~!" ”

"Amitabha Buddha~, Ouyang donor, I haven't seen it for many years, but it's still like yesterday~, why not convert to the Buddha ~, the Buddha's heart is Pudu~ The body is out of reincarnation, so as to achieve the right path!" With another light recitation, the man of kindness finally paced out of the crowd, only to see that he was wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, and two long white eyebrows fell vertically from the corners of his eyes, and his face was kind~ Although there was a hint of sorrow between the eyebrows, a graceful and noble look was clear at a glance.

And another Buddhist monk beside him was dressed like him, with long eyebrows hanging down and wrapped in sackcloth, his eyes were not bitter, only the quiet and peaceful that seemed to see through everything mundane, the old wrinkled face slowly lowered his eyes with Huang Yaoshi's vision, and his thin palm stretched out from under the linen clothes and whispered: "Amitabha Buddha~, the little monk's Dharma number is painstaking~!" ”

"Shaolin~? Bitter word generation's ~?! As soon as he heard the sound, Ouyang Feng, who had gathered his momentum and stood up, couldn't help but be extremely surprised, and then looked at this old monk with a pale face and no fluctuations in his face again, even Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi, as well as some well-informed heroes in the crowd, couldn't hide the shock in their eyes.

Ouyang Feng stared at the painstaking Buddha for a moment before turning his eyes to another graceful Buddhist monk beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Duan Zhixing~, I have long heard that you have retired from the throne and shaved your hair and escaped empty~, but it is not possible that you entered Shaolin instead of shaving in Dali Buddhist Temple~?" ”

"Amitabha Buddha ~, Ouyang Shi Zhu is a mistake ~, the poor monk has already taken refuge in my Buddha from the mortal world, and there is no name of Duan Zhixing in the world, only the little monk who often recites the scriptures with the Buddha's body ~ a lamp!" Duan Zhixing Buddha chanted and bowed his head lightly, and then lowered his long white eyebrows, and then said respectfully: "As for the painstaking master~, it was yesterday's light of the Buddha's opportunity to see and hear, good and good~, my Buddha is merciful~ so that a lamp can be admired and heard by the master's profound Dharma~!" ”

"Amitabha Buddha~, the master of a lamp is praised, compared to your devotion to the Buddha and painstaking work is just a few years of virtual life!"

"Amitabha Buddha ~, Shaolin Treasure Temple has inherited Buddhism for thousands of years, but it is unfathomable to the temple of Dali, and the painstaking master is too modest~"

"Hmph~~" With the sound of Amitabha Buddha in his ears, Ouyang Feng, who was furious in his heart, finally couldn't bear it, and the air shook angrily, so it doesn't matter if he is really a Shaolin bitter character or a profound Buddhist study, since Jiaxing comprehends the world of martial arts advanced Mingchuang Jin Toad Three Styles This world is so big except for one person, what else is he afraid of Ouyang Feng, his eyes suddenly stretched out his fist and said in a deep voice: "Duan Zhixing~, I don't care if you are the emperor of Dali or a temple monk, do you want to interfere in the matter between Huang Lao and the evil of Ouyang Feng~?" ”

"Amitabha~, but Ouyang Shizhu is disgusted with Longshen, a lamp's words, why not take refuge in my Buddha~ Cultivate as soon as possible!"

"Heh~~" Seeing a peaceful posture, Ouyang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but sneer, and then glanced at Hong Qigong, who was still standing between himself and Huang Laoxi, and said with a slight grin in his mouth: Old beggar~, do you mean the same thing~? ”

"Alas~~" Hong Qigong sighed when he heard this, and slowly swept his gaze away from a lamp of painstaking work and Huang Yaoshi, staring at Ouyang Feng and saying in a deep voice: "Old poison~, at this time, the people on Zhongnan Mountain are crowded, but why do you bother~!" ”

"Haha~~, you know that you have a lot of ears and eyes! You can hear what Huang Laoxie said just now~, and even insult my Ke'er~, I, Ouyang Feng, swear today~, Huang Yaoshi, I will let you die without a place to be buried! ”

"Huhu ......~" A clear flute sound rippled with the wind like a blue sea tide, the crisp sound was pleasant, and as time went on, more and more people gathered around it, but they couldn't help but retreat, but some of the heroes with high skills did not move, but these were enough, and he glanced at the figure of the crowd standing in the front row without moving, Huang Yaoshi put the Bi Xiao down from his mouth, and said lightly with the palm of the Bi Xiao hand slightly stretched out and said lightly: "It's always called a flower~, but you should let go for so long~!" ”

"Old monster~" Hong Qigong frowned again and looked at Huang Yaoshi: "Old evil~, you should apologize for today's incident and wait for ......"

"No!" Before Hong Qigong could speak, he was interrupted by two firm voices, one was sonorous and angry, and the other was light but resolute~!

"Haha~~Haha!" Looking at each other's faces, Huang Yaoshi Ouyang Feng and the two of them looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Whew~~~" As the clothes agitated and the beard swayed, bursts of awe-inspiring qi escaped from all around the two of them, and just a moment of whiskers rolled up pieces of flying sand forest leaves and oscillated in the sky between the two.

"Goo~Goo~~~" Ouyang Feng's body did not move, but his cheeks were agitated with his chest and abdomen, like the sound of drums and frogs, constantly expanding, contracting, and inflating.

"Quack~~~Golden Toad Lying Mountain~!" Until a moment, a mountain-shaking sound sounded, and the sand and gravel turmoil and smoke shrouded Ouyang Feng's body, and in an instant, he jumped to the air more than ten zhang high, and landed on the solid bluestone platform built by the Quanzhen Sect.

"Bang~Kwara~Dong~!" Stone chips shook the dust, the mountain rock shook, and a mighty wave of air poured out from the high platform in an instant, rolling the things built on it, and when the smoke and dust and wood fragments were scattered and pierced, Ouyang Feng's voice was also heard in the middle of the high platform: "Huang Yaoshi ~ Hong Qi ~ Duan Zhixing, no matter who it is~, today I Ouyang Feng will let you know what ~ peerless!" Goo~~~"

"Ahh "Help~! Yes~! ”

The continuous screams came from all around, and Hong Qigong, who was frowning and sighing, instantly became angry: "Ouyang Feng~, don't you know how many ordinary people are on Zhongnan Mountain at this time~?" ”

"Goo~, haha~~" A loud laugh shook out as the air wave surged again, revealing the figure Ouyang Feng's cold words also came: "Since you came here today~, then you must have the consciousness of death~, I, Ouyang Feng, don't care about others!" ”

"You~, damn it~!" Hong Qigong looked at each other angrily and wanted to say more, but he saw a rock hanging obliquely and flying to the side, his eyes were red and he scolded angrily, his body flashed instantly, and a dragon sound jumped out, and he waved his arm: "Ang~~, descending the dragon eighteen palms - see the dragon ~ in the field!" ”

"Amitabha~" A lamp with his palms together and his sad eyes recited softly, his posture flashed to the other side with chic steps, and his index finger dropped the broken stone and wood from time to time.

When the air waves are calm, the solid high platform is empty, flat and clean, and the edge of the high platform is also standing alone.

To be honest, in fact, Ouyang Feng jumped down and smashed down the high platform to sweep the flying Dao Tong to take advantage of the momentum of the sky to fall, and the air waves were only in the moment, looking at the four people surrounding him, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but smile proudly: "Haha~, Wu Zhi is innate and should be in harmony with the power of heaven, and his power is infinite by the momentum of heaven and earth~, and he can be defeated by thousands of troops!" Haha~"

"Ouyang Feng~~" Hong Qigong, who was glaring angrily, was about to scold loudly when he heard it, but there were seven angry voices in his ears.

Ma Yu and the others, who had just respectfully packed up the sword of the master's relics and the important ritual relics, sensed the turmoil outside the mountain gate, so they left their entourage and hurried towards this side, but they only saw the staggered and silent guards around the high platform, and the crowd screaming and snorting in a circle, and then heard the familiar and abnormal voice, how could they hold back the anger in their hearts.

As the posture of the Quanzhen Seven Sons flickered and quickly leaped to the high platform, the eyes of the five Huang Yaoshi were all stunned, and Ma Yu and the others couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the edge of the high platform, and then said in unison: "It turned out to be the Seventh Prince~ Huang senior~ and Emperor Duan!" I don't know how many seniors came to come, but they missed the distance~! ”

"Spirit Snake Fist~~"

As soon as the words of the true seventh son fell~, he felt a cold and poisonous snake-like energy blowing towards him, and the seventh son frowned slightly, but only Ma Yu shook the dust and greeted the fist: "Rub the dirt~~"

"Okay~~ Look at my Divine Camel Snow Mountain Palm" Ouyang Feng shouted, like a soft snake coiled in the Yin Poison Palm Technique, the body changed in an instant, and the shape of the body was fluttering, and the attack of both palms instantly covered the seven sons.

Wang Chongyang ~ Qiu Chuji, Sun Buer and the others were just about to retreat and let the senior brother attack, but when they saw the sudden gesture, they also reacted instantly, and their qi moved with their hearts, and the innate internal force on their bodies burst out, and the seven palms waved out in unison, and directly attacked Ouyang Feng's whole body.

"Bang~~~Huh" A heavy blow to Ouyang Feng, who wanted to close the momentum, was too late, just waiting for luck to resist some critical points, but his body instantly smashed to the ground and dragged straight for dozens of meters until the edge of this solid and huge high platform did not stop.

"Poof~~, cough~~, huh~~ cough, good~good, but I, Ouyang Feng, underestimated Wang Chongyang's disciple~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out and stroked his chest, Ouyang Feng, who slowly stood up, wiped the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but grit his teeth and laugh, but the pupils contained in his deep eyes were cold at this time, and there was also a strong desire in it, but Ouyang Feng, who was famous in the world, did not believe that the innate realm in this world was so easy for them to break through, not to mention the seven innate realms of one teaching, if this was the case, he was the name of the four western poisons in the world.

He can feel that the breakthrough is due to the manifestation of the god of war in Jiaxing~, and this Nanshan immortal god has come to the world but there is more than one immortal, otherwise, how could the two bald donkey monks next to him gather with this, especially the old bald donkey who has been closed for many years in Shaolin.

"Ahem~~" Another mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, Ouyang Feng's complexion returned to normal, and he was not ashamed to be injured by the Quanzhen Seven Sons, because when he reached a realm, in addition to closing his mind and hiding his breath, he would sense a little situation of the people around him, and some assassins who practiced strange exercises were even more proficient in this way, knowing that they could not be defeated in a hundred battles.

However~, now no one dares to really underestimate Ouyang Feng because he vomited blood, just now his breath may have just woken up fierce beast, and now as Ouyang Feng slowly stepped forward and returned to his original place, his whole body was full of gas, but he turned into a fierce python hidden in the water waiting for its prey, and it was a poisonous python.

At this time, Hong Qigong and Yideng painstakingly two Buddhist monks also had almost the same idea as Ouyang Feng, and even Huang Yaoshi, who never believed in immortals and gods, only regarded the deeds of the advent of the Zhongnan God and Buddha as a joke, couldn't help but frown and look at the seven sons of Quanzhen.

With the eyes of the East Evil and West Poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar, the Four Uniques of the World and the unknown old monk, Sun Buer, who is a woman, is not as stable as the other six sons, and his palm is lightly shaken, and Ma Yu is about to speak, but he stepped forward and arched his hand: "Seniors~, the younger generations don't know how many seniors are coming to my end in Nanshan~, but it is rude, but today is the day of my true ceremony, and I have already sacrificed to heaven and earth~ Sacrifice to the ancestors of the Taoist family, and sacrifice to our teachers, why destroy the high platform of my festival and damage the things of my true ceremony, It also harmed my life as a guardian of the high platform of the ceremony. ”

Saying this, Ma Yu lowered his eyes and exhaled deeply, and then swept the countless crowds of people in the distance around him before he spoke: "Because my Quanzhen Ancestral Court has the knowledge of the Pure Yang Patriarch~ The ancestor gave the magic sword with the jade flute and came to gather my Zhongnan Mountain to sell business, although my Quanzhen Sect is in management, but it has never been driven away, why did the seniors fight regardless of the safety of the villagers!" Although it shouldn't be the case as a junior, I, Ma Danyang, as the Quanzhen Sect, have lived on this Zhongnan Mountain for decades, but I want to seek justice from my seniors for these people who are injured or killed as a result~! ”

"Danyang~, you don't know what happened just now~~" As Ma Yu respectfully lowered his hand and asked lightly, Hong Qigong's palm that was missing a finger trembled lightly and was about to explain, but it was instantly drowned out by a large uproar.

"Yes, yes~, Daoist Danyang is right~, why do you ignore everyone's safety~, you should let Daoist Danyang ask for justice for everyone!"

"That's it~, you martial arts people do evil every day, today there are all the Taoist leaders of the Quanzhen Sect to speak out for all of us, don't be afraid, everything has Taoist leaders and they support us!"

"Don't be afraid~, let the Taoist of the Quanzhen Sect ask for an explanation for all of us!"

"My tea stall was smashed by these people just now, and the Taoist chief will give us an explanation!"

"Woo~, my younger brother was stoned to death just now because of these people~, and now he's still lying in a pool of blood~! Danyang Dao Chief, you must seek justice for my brother, my poor brother hasn't married a wife yet~! ”

"Seek justice~ Seek justice!"

Although most of them are more or less because of the evil things provoked by the scum and murderers in the martial arts in the past, and there are also a lot of people, but it is also so direct that Hong Qigong, who has just rescued everyone, trembles and is ashamed~, not to mention the rest, the more than a dozen Taoist children who do not know the life and death on the edge of this high platform can be seen in a blink of an eye.

And Hong Qigong thinks that all this is probably because of him~, if he hadn't taken Ouyang Feng to meet Huang Yaoshi, he wouldn't have had such a situation.

Seeing Hong Qigong's silent appearance and the earth-shattering cries around him, Ouyang Feng, the initiator, was pale, but he had never looked down on the good mind of the stinky Huazi, and with his eyes squinting into the depths of the Quanzhen Sect, Ouyang Feng knew ~ There must be something he was looking for, as for the broken sword placed in front of people, hehe~, it can just fool some ordinary people, and the innate breath is just a rusty blade! (To be continued.) )