Chapter 48: On the Sword [1]
Ouyang Feng snorted lightly, didn't say much, and waited silently.
In the past year, he has retreated and practiced penance, and his kung fu has made great progress, and after comprehending the Nine Yin True Scriptures, he has absorbed the subtle martial arts principles and integrated them into what he has learned.
Such thoughts are also reasonable.
The sky slowly darkened, and the major masters on the top of Huashan were silently breathing their spirits, not saying a word, let alone communicating, all they did was the glorious battle of tomorrow.
Huashan's discussion of the sword is the grandest moment for people who practice martial arts in the world, making a name for themselves and confirming martial arts, and at this time, no one dares to distract their mental strength.
Huashan under the night, the cold wind is more and more biting, whirring and blowing, I don't know when to start, a group of torches burns up, Huashan up and down the way, illuminate a piece of transparency, there are many people walking at night, step by step towards the top of Huashan.
The rapid wind suddenly rose, on the dangerous road of Huashan, a group of five people floated in, walking in front of the head is a kind old monk, but the whole body exudes a kind of graceful and luxurious atmosphere, obviously the identity is extraordinary, the old monk is followed by four people, different appearances, temperament is not bad.
A group of five people all have a delicate kung fu, even the dark mountain road at night, can not stop their pace, the feet fluttering, a distance of two or three zhang, light as a feather, chic and casual.
This group of people is none other than the Nandi Yideng Master, as well as the four guards under his command.
The people who were resting beside Huashan Road saw the figures of these five people, and their eyes lit up one by one, and many well-informed people exclaimed one after another.
"Huh, that's the prime minister of Dali back then, Zhu Ziliu!"
A soft shout caused a large uproar.
"Zhu Ziliu, the other few people should be the monarch of Dali, the fisherman under the seat of the Southern Emperor and the other three, who is the monk?"
"Monk? An ordinary monk can have the bearing of this master? I think this monk is probably the Southern Emperor of the year!"
"Nandi, isn't Nandi the Emperor of Dali?"
"Hmph, you don't know, earlier, the old man had been to Dali, and their emperor had changed, not the original Nandi!
A light came and caused a sensation, but they did not stay, all the way forward, and arrived at the top of Huashan in a short time.
As soon as it appeared, it alarmed the people who were pranayama.
Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng and the others opened their eyes one after another, and their essence fell on Yideng.
"Huh, if Nandi arrived, I haven't seen him for twenty years, but I didn't expect Nandi to become a monk?"
Huang Yaoshi was surprised.
Over the years, although his reputation has become more and more famous, but because of the original oath, he has never been out of Peach Blossom Island, let alone seen the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing.
"Amitabha, Brother Yao, Brother Seven, Brother Ouyang, I haven't seen you for many years. ”
A light proclamation of the Buddha's name, with a kind smile on his face, quite a generation of Buddhist monks of compassion.
"Haha, it's good to come, the old man doesn't care if you are the Southern Emperor or a lamp, this time Huashan is talking about the sword, just to once again comprehend the Tiannan Duan Clan's peerless Yiyang Finger Divine Skill. ”
Ouyang Feng laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, there was a sonorous sound of gold and iron, his face was full of infinite surprise, and the eyes of the master of the first lamp were even more flickering with infinite light, and the fighting spirit was blazing, and he could directly fight at any time.
"Brother Ouyang has won the award, the poor monk has escaped into the empty door, the idea of winning the competition has disappeared, and this time I came to Huashan just to meet old friends. ”
Yideng's tone was soft, and his face was indifferent and peaceful.
"Hey, since you have arrived at Dehua Mountain, how can you not have a competition? Nandi doesn't need to say much, tomorrow the old man is bound to fight with you. ”
Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, didn't say more, his breath was restrained, obviously not ready to argue, just waiting for the time of tomorrow's sword discussion to arrive, and then he would fight.
Yideng smiled bitterly, and there was nothing to say, for a person like Ouyang Feng, he would not be able to do it if he didn't make a move.
One night, in a blink of an eye, a round of red sun on the horizon is rising, a large area of light is sprinkled, and the top of Huashan is transparent.
Everyone's hearts moved, their eyes opened, and suddenly above the top of the entire Huashan Mountain, the air flow was agitated, as if there was a roar of the wind, and the most intense of them was Ouyang Feng.
This person's dedication to martial arts can be called the most of all, the sky is just bright, the qi is naturally erect, the battle spirit is burning, and the dazzling eyes of the essence are swept around, from Taiyuan, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, and a few people one by one.
"Haha, a lamp, the old man's toad skill was broken by Wang Chongyang with a yang finger, over the years, there is no day to forget, today you have a yang finger and innate skills two stunts, when you compete with the old man again!"
Ouyang Feng laughed loudly, his footsteps paused, the snowflakes splashed under his feet, the momentum was rushing, and in a flash, the white shadow flickered, and he had already appeared in the field, and his eyes looked at Nandi Yilan with burning eyes.
"That's it, that's it, the cause of the past, today's result, the poor monk will inevitably fight with Brother Ouyang after all. ”
With a long sigh, in front of everyone's eyes, Ouyang Feng directly challenged him, even if he had escaped into the empty door and became a monk, the prestige of the Dali Duan clan could not be ignored.
Toad Gong and Yiyang Finger are the world's best in today's martial arts, because of that year, Yiyang Finger is faintly regarded as the nemesis of Toad Gong.
"Please!"
The two glanced at each other, their eyes lit up, and they shot almost at the same time.
A light foot moved, light and fluttering, the index finger stretched out, volley is a point, at this point, the posture is chic, but there is a majestic and heavy bearing, the fingertips are swallowed, and an invisible finger force is shot out.
The light in Ouyang Feng's eyes became more and more intense, his qi and blood were boiling, his body was short, he bent his knees slightly, a round and majestic momentum rose, and the sound of cooing resounded through the top of the mountain, and his palms pushed forward, and there was a loud bang, and a ball of condensed and vast true qi rolled in.
Yiyang's finger power condenses and sharpens, breaking the surface with points, it seems to be light, but in fact, it is powerful and grand, at this moment, it collides fiercely with Ouyang Feng's domineering toad power, and suddenly the stone breaks through the sky, roars bursts, countless qi scatters and collapses, the snow on the top of the mountain is splashed, and where the two of them are, a blue-black mountain stone is exposed.
Ouyang Feng and Yideng collided with each other, their bodies shook, they snorted, and their eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Good finger power!"
"What a toad. ”
Both of them spoke at the same time.
"It is worthy of being a lamp of the Southern Emperor, I haven't seen you for twenty years, your kung fu has improved so well, it seems that you have also stepped into the realm of fetal breath, and the Yang Finger is on the next level, but it is so better. ”
Ouyang Feng was extremely excited, although it was just a move, he saw that the martial arts realm of Nandi Yideng was already on par with him, and the two of them were also cultivators of the realm of fetal breath, although Ouyang Feng was surprised, but it was more of a surprise.
Although there are many people in the world, how many people can talk about the Tao?
At their level, it was really difficult to find an evenly matched opponent, so at this time, Ouyang Feng was not only not disappointed, but became more and more happy.