For thousands of years, countless emperors and generals, heroes and heroes, after becoming famous, it is often difficult to escape the temptation of immortality. The reason is just two words, fear of death.

Is Ouyang Feng afraid of death? This question is not surprising, for Ouyang Feng, life, this kind of thing is far more important than face. The Western Regions is also a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, however, after so many years, there are fewer and fewer living masters, and he, Ouyang Feng, among the living masters, is a first-class person, how can such a person easily give up his life?

Jiang Feng stopped, Ouyang Feng in front of him was in Jiang Feng's eyes, and the wisps of strong murderous intent and death aura emanating from his body at this time were so strong. So much so that even with the strength of Jiang Feng's artistic conception level master, he was unwilling to take it lightly.

"Something interesting!"

With a light sigh, Jiang Feng suddenly raised his hand slowly, his right hand was held weakly, and his index finger was stretched out, as if the end of his fingertips was an invisible sword.

"Goo...... Quack ......"

Although Jiang Feng didn't make a move, as he stretched out his right hand, the heavens and the earth seemed to have been filled with his surging sword intent.

At this time, Ouyang Feng clenched his hands tightly, holding his palms and snake staff so that he "gurgled", not only that, but a sound like a toad began to slowly emanate from Ouyang Feng's body.

In the distance, after Ouyang Ke rolled to the ground, he only had time to look back at Ouyang Feng, and then hurriedly rushed towards the boat.

Ouyang Feng's martial arts are naturally clear to him Ouyang Ke, but at this moment, he knows even more that Ouyang Feng has already saved his will to die, and if he passes, the only effect is to make all Ouyang Feng's efforts meaningless.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his parents died early, and he had already started practicing martial arts at a young age under the guidance of his uncle. And the first lesson of my own martial arts practice is to live.

"Kerr, you have to remember that the first thing you have to do at any time is to live. Only by living can there be hope, and all the previous efforts will not be in vain, do you remember?"

"Remember!"

"What do you remember?"

"Stay alive at all times!"

In Ouyang Ke's life, he always had a feeling that his uncle was like his father. He gave himself the most comfortable life, the most rigorous training, and the best martial arts.

No matter at any time, as long as he thought of his uncle's tall back, Ouyang Ke felt that there seemed to be nothing in the world that could be difficult for him.

But at this moment, Ouyang Ke was running, running desperately, and unconsciously, there were suddenly water droplets in his eyes that blurred his vision. Is it sweat, is it tears? No, maybe, it is a back, it is the back that Ouyang Ke just turned around and saw, tall, strong, sheltered from the wind and rain.

Ouyang Feng didn't look back, like Ouyang Ke at this time, this kind of meaningless turning back would only shorten the distance between himself and failure.

As the sound of "cooing" on Ouyang Feng's body became louder and denser, Jiang Feng's fingers suddenly moved. Just a slight movement, like a wisp of fresh wind blowing above the calm surface of the lake, brought ripples.

Sword, endless sword, with the status of White Camel Mountain Villa in the Western Regions, and Ouyang Feng's experience of traveling south and north for many years. Whether it was a hundred refining swords or all kinds of strange swords, he had seen a lot, but at this moment, the number of swords that appeared in front of him far exceeded his expectations.

"Illusion!"

The move that can't beat people is by no means a good move, his Ouyang Feng's toad skill is one of the few strongest and most yang kung fu in the world, even if he fights hard with the eighteen palms of the dragon descending of the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, he may not necessarily fall into the disadvantage.

But at this time, Ouyang Feng didn't know where the blow he had been brewing for a long time should go.

Ouyang Feng could wait, but the boundless sword intent would not wait.

The Dao Dao sword light pouring down like a torrential rain, each one is so pure, so sharp, so real. Just by looking at the cold light flowing like a streamer on the sword body, you can already know that whether it is true or false, it will never be a good thing to just be hit by such a sword.

"Where?

Ouyang Feng's heart was unprecedentedly calm, as the top master of the Western Regions martial arts, he knew that the more dangerous it was, the more panic would not solve any problems. Calm down, this first lesson for countless martial arts people to practice internal kung fu has been achieved by Ouyang Feng to the extreme at this time.

Once, Ouyang Feng only had one chance to make a move, and no matter whether the result was victory or defeat, he no longer had the strength to deliver a second blow. If it were him, he would never do it, but he had to.

In life, there are always many things you have to do, no matter how dry the sea is rotten or the sky is old and the earth is old. In a hundred years, if a person can really do something that he has to do in his life, his life may not be perfect, but it must be wonderful.

Ouyang Feng closed his eyes, many times, when you don't use your eyes to see the world, you are often able to see more things.

The boiling internal force traveled all over the body, losing the taminess, rage, and destruction of the past, and at the same time, it also brought amazing power. For a moment, Ouyang Feng even thought that he had touched the next realm of martial arts, but in fact, it was indeed the case.

It's just that no one in the world will want to use this way, because the next moment is a predestined death.

Between life and death, there is great terror and great opportunity.

The surging energy overflowed in an instant, causing Ouyang Feng's feet to be dusty and full of branches and leaves.

"Goo...... Quack ......"

After cultivating the toad skill all his life, Ouyang Feng had never felt that this toad skill actually had such a huge power. Raise your palm, get lucky, and get out of your palm.

The simplest move, flat push, the simplest internal force operation, full release. This is a common move for beginners to learn internal strength, but at this moment, the simplest is the most effective, and only after experiencing thousands of drills, thousands of fights, thousands of enlightenments, plus a flash of inspiration at a critical juncture, can there be this seemingly insipid, but appropriate blow.

Both palms came out together, but they hit the empty place, just because Ouyang Feng believed that his heart would never lie to himself.

With two palms and one finger, this is not a collision that is difficult to judge the ending. It's just that in the next moment, under the surge of countless qi energy, between these palms and one finger, waves of qi have already exploded.

Blood, accompanied by Ouyang Feng's figure flew out upside down at the same time, the legend of the past, just to achieve a new legend! )