Chapter Thirty-Nine: Fist Defeat and Western Poison
"Is that you, Taiyuan Daoist?"
Ouyang Feng's brows tightened, his heart sank, and he felt that something was wrong.
He originally planned to restrain Guo Jing quietly and get the scriptures of the Nine Yin True Scripture from him, and it was precisely because of this that he restrained his breath and acted at night.
Everything was going well, even though the three grandmaster masters of Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi and the old urchin boy failed to find his traces under his deliberate concealment, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Taiyuan at the last moment, which made Ouyang Feng's heart suddenly heavy.
If it is just Tai Yuan alone, then Ouyang Feng does not have many scruples, in his opinion, no matter how powerful this young Taoist is, he will not be his opponent, but the situation is different at this time, his secret actions have been seen through, whether he does it at this time or turns his head and leaves, it has already been exposed, and when Huang Yaoshi and others come, in front of several great grandmasters, Ouyang Feng is no matter how confident he is, he also feels that he has no chance of winning, and the end is worrying.
"It's the poor road, Mr. Ouyang, I didn't expect that in the past twenty years, you still have a lot of trouble in Chongyang Palace for this scripture, and at this time on Peach Blossom Island, it seems that you are very obsessed, and you have fallen into the devil. ”
Taiyuan shook his head, although he somewhat admired Ouyang Feng's pursuit of martial arts, but his approach was despicable.
"Hmph, what do you know as a Taoist priest, the Nine Yin True Scripture is a treasure book of martial arts in the world, the subtlety and mystery of martial arts recorded in it, people who practice martial arts in the world all dream of it, the old man makes some small means, and what is it, since you have discovered it today, let the old man see how much of your ability to learn Wang Chongyang. ”
Ouyang Feng's tone was gloomy, and as soon as his voice fell, he made a bold move.
As soon as he made a move, he went all out, Ouyang Feng knew that his current situation was not good, and he needed to defeat or kill the Taiyuan Dao people in front of him in the shortest possible time, and then leave Peach Blossom Island directly before Huang Yaoshi and the others arrived, otherwise when everyone gathered, it would be impossible for him to leave Peach Blossom Island with his grandmaster martial arts.
So where did he still have half a point of reservation, his body was slightly bent, as if squatting but not squatting, there was a cooing sound in his chest, and a fierce and vast momentum surged out.
Western poison is a mastery, and toad gong!
Ouyang Feng's shot is his most powerful martial arts, martial arts mastery toad gong, this martial arts, with static braking, great accumulation, once it breaks out, the strength is heavy and fierce, and it is difficult to be strong.
As soon as he started his work, the air in the room crackled, as if the air had been drained, and heavy pressure swept in.
Taiyuan's eyes lit up, Ouyang Feng's move, in his eyes, was like a god clam swallowing the sun and the moon, and there was terrifying power accumulated in his body, as if Mount Tai was overpowering.
Boom, the airflow exploded, Ouyang Feng pushed with both hands, the palm momentum was condensed and clumsy, there was no change in the virtual and real, that is, the arms were crushed, and where the palm force passed, the airflow rolled, ups and downs, and the dark and heavy room seemed to be in a quagmire, extremely viscous.
Layers of palm power surged, endlessly, Ouyang Feng's push palm, there were more than a dozen palm forces surging like a tide, and the void in front of Taiyuan was fiercely oppressed, and there was a feeling of suffocation.
In the face of this kind of attack, Tai Yuan's eyes were bright, shining in the dark night, this is a kind of gaze that is happy to see the hunt, Ouyang Feng's palm, has exceeded the ordinary power of the Cave Xuan Realm, infinitely close to the realm of fetal breath, even if Taiyuan itself is a step higher than Ouyang Feng's, but he does not dare to be careless, under this move, if he does not deal with it properly, even with his current martial arts, he will be seriously injured.
This shows the power of this toad.
"What a trick toad skill, Mr. Ouyang is really good, this toad skill has been practiced by you to this extent, under one palm, the seventeen palms are surging, and they run through every step, even if it is Hong Qigong's dragon descending palm power, it is difficult to compare with the fierceness alone, good, it is really good kung fu!"
Taiyuan spit out lightly, but his movements were not slow, Ouyang Feng's hand was like electricity, his palm power moved at will, and he was killed in front of him in the blink of an eye, how could there be a little delay.
Qi Xing Zhoutian, the innate Gang Qi operates, Taiyuan punches out, the same simple and dignified, the fist strength is diffuse, and the strange strength is blasted out at the same time, or fierce or feminine, or swallowing or contracting, all kinds of fist changes are dazzling.
The two sides showed their own unique learning, their strength was like a tide, the vastness was like the sea, and the whole room was filled with boundless strength, crumbling.
With a loud bang, Ouyang Feng's toad skill and Tai Yuan's seven injuries collided fiercely, the two of them did not have the slightest subtlety at all, but it was more dangerous than ever, and all the mysteries in it were in the midst of the changes in strength, winning with strength, and the strong one winning.
Although it is only a one-move confrontation, it is more exciting than a fierce fight with thousands of moves.
Under the loud noise, a house collapsed on the spot, it was difficult to withstand the terrible power of the two, the beams collapsed, the walls collapsed, the movement was amazing, and half of the Peach Blossom Island could hear this terrible sound.
A white figure rushed out of the ruins, staggering, and almost fell to the ground, this person was Ouyang Feng.
It's just that at this time, his face was full of horror, and his eyes were full of incredulity.
"Impossible, what kind of kung fu is this, with the supreme strength of my toad skill, it is all inferior?"
Shocked, Ouyang Feng shouted, just now the two of them fought against each other, Ouyang Feng was shocked to find that he had fallen behind, with his toad Gong's seventeen palm power but was broken by Taiyuan's fist strength, not only that, it was after the fist strength broke the toad Gong, there was still left, and it slammed into his chest, and suddenly, he found six or seven strange fist forces invading his body, frantically destroying in his viscera meridians, and in an instant, he was seriously injured.
What an incredible thing this is, for decades, Ouyang Feng has dominated the world with his toad skills, that is, he and Hong Qigong's eighteen palms of dragon descent are bombarded head-on, and they are not left behind, and today, they are actually broken by someone with inexplicable fists, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to him.
Ouyang Feng had just come out of the ruins, Taiyuan followed closely behind, grabbing the embarrassed Guo Jing with one hand, there seemed to be an invisible wall of qi surging all over his body, and the bricks and stones and broken wood around him were shattered and flew away.
"What Poor Dao did just now was the Seven Wounds Fist, how does Mr. Ouyang feel?"
Taiyuan looked indifferent, as if he was not moved in the slightest by Ouyang Feng's injury on his hand, and looked as he should be.
Such a scene is indeed a matter of course, with the realm of innate fetal breath, he has an advantage over Ouyang Feng, the grandmaster of the innate cave realm, in terms of skill alone, it can be said that he is weak with a strong attack, and this result is no exception.