Hearing Ouyang Feng's cold drink, the internal force of Wang Chongyang's palm was also stagnant, and he immediately stared at Ouyang Feng without saying a word......

After a long time, Wang Chongyang finally reached out and touched it in his arms, and a scroll flashed out, and then he saw Wang Chongyang say in a calm tone: "The [Nine Yin True Scripture] you want is here, Ouyang Feng, let my junior brother go!"

"[Nine Yin True Scripture]"

Looking at the secret book in Wang Chongyang's hand, Ouyang Feng's eyes also swept a touch of coveting and fiery, as long as he has this [Nine Yin True Scripture], and will cultivate it in the future, his martial arts will be refined, and his strength has reached this point, even if he has made a little progress, it will be a huge leap, at that time, the name of the world's number one is not in his hands?

Seeing Wang Chongyang take out the [Nine Yin True Scripture], Zhou Botong's body was also a lot tighter, but he was more puzzled, because ......

"Hand over people with one hand and scriptures with the other, Wang Chongyang, you should understand how simple it is for me to kill your junior brother, so don't play tricks in front of me......" Ouyang Feng retracted his gaze, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly.

Wang Chongyang glanced at him, his palm spread out, and the [Nine Yin True Scripture] was pushed by his internal force to throw it at Ouyang Feng, and seeing him like this, Ouyang Feng also waved his sleeve robe, and the internal force covered the palm of his hand, and suddenly, a suction force suddenly rose, and his big hand was held in the back, and the scripture was instantly grabbed by Ouyang Feng in his hand.

If Ouyang Feng loses his mind for a moment, then I am afraid that Wang Chongyang will catch the loophole in the blink of an eye, so as to defeat himself, yes, Ouyang Feng has no time to take a closer look, and he will take action right now......

"Here you go!"

Ouyang Feng waved his left palm, and Zhou Botong swept towards Wang Chongyang under the drive of the palm wind, and at the same time, Wang Chongyang toe a little to the ground, his body shot out, and his big hand grabbed Zhou Botong, and instantly pulled the latter over.

And when Wang Chongyang rescued Zhou Botong, Ouyang Feng grabbed the [Nine Yin True Scripture] in his hand almost at the same time.

Feeling the warmth of the [Nine Yin True Scripture] in his hand, even with his concentration, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh at this moment, when the [Nine Yin True Scripture] arrived, he could already see him break through the first-class realm of martial arts barriers and step into the coveted innate realm!

Thinking of such a result, Rao couldn't help but be a little excited with Ouyang Feng's concentration, and the palm holding the [Nine Yin True Scripture] couldn't help but tremble.

"Senior brother!"

Returning to Wang Chongyang's side, Zhou Botong hurriedly shouted, and then cautiously said to Wang Chongyang: "Didn't you already put the scriptures into a stone box and press them under the stone slab under the meditating futon......?

Wang Chongyang looked at Ouyang Feng with a pair of calm eyes, and said lightly: "That's not the [Nine Yin True Scripture]!"

Sure enough, when Ouyang Feng's eyes flew and he opened the scriptures, his eyes widened, and after a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body staggered back a few steps, his face was pale, and his eyes showed unwilling madness.

Ouyang Feng was unwilling, very, very unwilling: "This is not the [Nine Yin True Scripture], Wang Chongyang, have you calculated that I don't have time to read the authenticity of the scripture book in your hand?"

"You have been confused by the [Nine Yin True Scripture], if you were anyone, you would be fooled!" Wang Chongyang glanced at Ouyang Feng, who was a little angry, with a calm gaze, and after a half-sound, a sigh, Wang Chongyang said slowly, his voice was unwavering, neither for nor against!

......

......

Hearing this, Ouyang Feng's face froze, and he really had nothing to say, and after a blink of an eye, Ouyang Feng was full of murderous intent, and suddenly permeated......

"Okay, what a Wang Chongyang, since you don't give me the [Nine Yin True Scripture], then I won't let you have a good time in Chongyang Palace!"

Ouyang Feng raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, nearly two or three times more powerful than before, the internal force surged out from his body, and with the operation of the internal force, there was actually a slight fishy smell overflowing from Ouyang Feng's black clothes: "You can block it, I'll see if your Quanzhen Sect disciple can block my poison!"

"Looks like you're still not going to give up......"

Wang Chongyang was still as indifferent as before, he looked up at Ouyang Feng, as if he was not surprised by his sudden move, and he also understood that Ouyang Feng would not be able to sit back and watch the defeat in front of him.

"So what?"

Ouyang Feng's face sank like water, his body moved, the smell of medicine became stronger and stronger, and a fluctuation of internal force slowly spread from his body.

[Thousands of miles in an instant] was suddenly unleashed, but seeing Ouyang Feng's footsteps lightly stepping forward, his figure instantly accelerated, and in the next moment, he directly appeared in front of the Quanzhen disciples outside the courtyard like a ghost, and the snake staff in his hand brought a fierce wind and hit him.

"This poison?"

Seeing this scene, even with Wang Chongyang's martial arts, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and his complexion changed a little.

Poison is extremely powerful, but there are very few people who can use it, but now this Ouyang Feng is not only a master of using poison, but even his own martial arts are extraordinary.

The poison swirled around Ouyang Feng's body, and the poisonous skills that diffused made the breath of many Quanzhen disciples below a little uncomfortable, and Wang Chongyang finally changed color in vain, if he let the Quanzhen disciples come into contact with this poison, I am afraid that they will die in an instant!

"Quanzhen disciple listen to the order, leave quickly!" This thought flashed in his heart, Wang Chongyang's figure flashed, and he turned into an afterimage and rushed into Ouyang Feng's side, above the three-foot Qingfeng, a fierce sword storm poured out......

The sword wind around him squeezed towards Ouyang Feng fiercely, that kind of majestic strength, which made Ouyang Feng's complexion change, if it was sealed, even if he killed these Quanzhen disciples in front of him, I am afraid that he would be injured, and after thinking about it for a while, the snake staff in his hand hit Wang Chongyang without any fancy.

In the face of the sudden fierce wind, Wang Chongyang's face was expressionless, and a faint sword light lingered on the three-foot green edge, which was also displayed like a flowing cloud.

......

......

"Bang!"

In the courtyard, two figures flashed and staggered, the blue light flickered, the sharp sword gang and the highly poisonous snake staff, constantly fighting, the two shadows continued to flicker and move, the sharp sword blade and the strange snake staff appeared everywhere, the most colliding together, when the explosion was low and dull, it was also filled with a pungent fishy smell.

In the confrontation with Wang Chongyang, Ouyang Feng was finally limited to his strength, yes, his body retreated again and again, and a low muffled snort came from his throat, but fortunately there was no injury.

However, the pitch-black poison on the snake staff had weakened slightly......

Ouyang Feng's staff missed, the cold in his eyes was even worse, and the snake staff, which had an extremely strong poisonous smell, did not stop for the slightest, and suddenly danced, turning into black shadows, trying to wrap all the vital points around Wang Chongyang.

"Ding, ding!"

Between the snake staff's violent stabs, a crisp sound sounded, and the dancing snake staff suddenly solidified, and was sealed by Wang Chongyang's sword wind, Ouyang Feng used the poison several times, although he did not cause the slightest harm to himself, Wang Chongyang was finally a little angry in his heart.

Wang Chongyang immediately made a decision, abandoned the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and the [Innate Skill] was attached to his palm, and suddenly, the sharp palm wind suddenly exploded in front of Ouyang Feng.

"Be careful!"

As soon as the palm wind rose, a voice suddenly sounded extremely abruptly in Ouyang Feng's ears!

The speed of this palm was extremely fast, and in a flash, it slashed through the snake staff and appeared in front of Ouyang Feng, and the fierce wind contained in the palm wind made Ouyang Feng feel an extremely dangerous aura.

Boom!

Ouyang Feng didn't have time to resist, so he let the palm wind imprint on his shoulder, and then, a terrifying wave of internal strength suddenly surged out, and the trees outside the courtyard were also tragically broken by the pond fish, I don't know how.

This sudden palm wind made Ouyang Feng's face turn pale in an instant, a mouthful of blood mist spurted out, and there was even a crisp sound of bones breaking in his chest, and his body was also shocked by that terrifying force, flying upside down like a cannonball.

At the moment when his body was shaken away, the corner of Ouyang Feng's eyes followed the sound, but the pupils of his eyes also shrank suddenly......