"Stealing something, who will come to the top of this Huashan Mountain to steal something?" Yang Guo was puzzled, and hurriedly accelerated the speed of climbing, wanting to see what was going on.

"Ah, it turned out to be you stinky toad!" Hong Qigong's voice came from above again, and then the sound of fists and feet fighting sounded.

"Stinky toad, that's my father-in-law!" Yang Guo couldn't help but feel anxious, and sped up his speed again, using his hands and feet together, and soon reached the peak.

After he reached the peak, he looked forward and saw that Hong Qicheng was fighting with an unkempt person.

Since the man had his back to him, he couldn't see the man's face, but as soon as the familiar figure fell into his eyes, he immediately recognized that it was the person he was looking for on this trip, Ouyang Feng.

"Father-in-law, senior Hong, don't fight the two of you!" He was really frustrated and helpless in his heart at this time, but he didn't expect to worry about it, and in the end, these two rivals still met together.

Hong Qigong heard Yang Guo's shout, and couldn't help but be taken aback, thinking that this kid turned out to be the righteous son of the old poison, no wonder the kung fu is so good, but the internal strength of the two is obviously not the same way, but it is a little puzzling.

Yang Guo shouted a few times, but Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng didn't seem to have heard of it, their fists and feet were back and forth, and the wind was whirring, without the slightest intention of stopping.

People who like martial arts, once they meet an evenly matched opponent, they are like drunkards who meet wine, gamblers see the dice, it is difficult to resist the ** of a fight, which has nothing to do with the fight or the desire for fame, but as a person who practices martial arts, he pursues martial arts all the way. Without this pursuit, it is almost impossible to become a top master. Of course, an exception is an exception to this strange person like Jueyuan who holds a peerless secret book and doesn't know it, or an unreasonable person like Zhang Wuji who is always willing to practice martial arts in order to survive.

At this time, Hong Qigong was almost like this, the favorite thing in his life was food, and martial arts. However, although it is difficult to find food in the world, as long as you are not afraid of wasting time, you can always get what you want. But it's hard to find a close opponent. Zhongyuan said that it is not small, but it is not big, and there are only a few masters who can deserve his attention.

The first time Huashan discussed the sword, he was not for the true scriptures, not for the fame, just for martial arts. The same is true of the second Huashan sword. Now that twenty years have passed, his hands and feet have long been idle, at this time when he met Ouyang Feng, although he was surprised, but he also had the intention of seeing the joy of hunting, and the eighteen palms of the dragon were used in a row, and the more he fought, the more he was happy, and naturally regarded Yang Guo's words as a fart.

As for Ouyang Feng, although he was crazy and it was difficult for him to recognize Hong Qigong's face, he had been a mortal enemy of Hong Qigong for decades, and as soon as he met, he naturally felt hatred, and he only felt that he wanted to kill him in the palm of his hand, and he turned a deaf ear to Yang Guo's words.

The two of them each used their own life skills, fighting with all their might, every move and every style, all of which were unpredictable, sometimes very ordinary moves, but by the hands of the two, they were just right, so wonderful.

Yang Guo watched from the sidelines, sighed in his heart, and thought: "I thought that as long as I practiced the "Jiuyang True Scripture", I would be invincible in the world, but now it seems that it is really a bit of a well to watch the sky." Martial arts to the realm of my father-in-law and Hong's predecessors, I have already been able to integrate thousands of martial arts, comprehend the most essential truth of martial arts, I am practicing the "Jiuyang True Scripture", even if I can win in internal strength, but when I really fight, there are still many negatives. This is the same as Ling Hu Chong's practice of "Dugu Nine Swords", which swept the world as a master, no matter how high your internal strength is, I will restrain you with one move, what's the use?"

Thinking about this, Yang Guo couldn't help but concentrate on watching the changes in the offense and defense of the two, and he didn't have the ability to separate the two, so it was better to calm down and learn more, this is an opportunity that people who practice martial arts in the world can't dream of, even if he learns a little bit from it, it is worth his own hard work.

When he saw this, he couldn't help but be immersed in it, and gradually fell into his mind.

The "Nine Yin True Scripture" in the ancient tomb is fragmented and incomplete, although he knows the gist, but the gist is too refined and profound, and it is difficult for people who have cultivated martial arts to a very high level to comprehend, because the gist of the Nine Yin has always been a chicken rib for him.

At this time, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng, both in terms of internal strength and moves, have reached a kind of high realm, every punch and kick are in line with the principle of martial arts, he and the nine yin gist of the two corroborate, suddenly there is a sense of empowerment, how to figure out the difficulties in the past, instantly opened a gap, only to feel that another new step in martial arts is already in sight.

The two people in the field were fighting, and gradually came to the edge of the cliff, at this time the two of them had no distractions, just on the edge of the abyss of ten thousand people, as fast as lightning to attack each other, the wind howled and rolled in, as if the two of them were weak bodies were blown off the cliff, and Yang Guo couldn't help beating wildly in his heart.

At this time, the terrain is indeed treacherous, but the fight between the two is more dangerous than the environment they are in, and whoever physically beats the opponent's move and a half, with the terrifying strength of the two palms, will definitely not be much better than falling off the cliff and breaking his bones.

Yang Guo was worried for a while, and when he saw that the two of them began to move to the middle again, he put his mind at ease and continued to observe the martial arts moves of the two.

I don't know how long it took, the two people who were fighting in the field had already begun to pant, and Yang Guo hurriedly said when he saw this: "Father-in-law, senior Hong, the two of you will stop and rest for a while before fighting!"

Although Hong Qigong heard that he had the intention to stop, but Ouyang Feng's offensive was still fierce, once he retreated, he would inevitably fall behind immediately, a master like them, if he missed a move, it would be difficult to turn over, and in the end, he would inevitably have to worry about his life.

The two fought hundreds of moves, and even their hands and feet began to become very sluggish, Yang Guo knew that if this continued, the two would inevitably fall down from exhaustion, although they would not lose their lives, but by the wind blowing in the mountains, a serious illness was inevitable, and he couldn't help but think of a way.

At this time, he swept and saw that a corner of the earth pit on the ground not far away had been dug up, and he already had an idea in his heart when he thought of the big meal that Hong Qigong had said before. He walked over and saw half of a chicken's body peeking out of the pit. There are large centipedes with colorful stripes and dense wriggling on the chicken's body, which makes people creepy at the sight. Looking at the snow again, there were still some identical centipedes seven or eight inches long that were rapidly surging towards the dead chicken.

"My father-in-law has dealt with poison all his life, and when he sees poisonous insects, he naturally wants to catch it, and it is these poisonous centipedes that led his father-in-law here. Yang Guo instantly figured out the cause and effect, and then shouted to Hong Qigong in the field: "Senior Hong, there are a lot of centipedes here, I look like they are highly poisonous, in order not to affect the competition between the two, I chopped up these poisonous insects and threw them down the mountain!"

"Stinky boy, stop! I can't help it!" Even with Hong Qigong's courage of not being afraid of the earth, he couldn't help but change his face in fright at this time, and hurriedly shouted.

Yang Guo heard but didn't listen, and took out his sword to kill two centipedes, he seemed to think that it was too troublesome, so he left the centipedes on the snow alone, and stretched out his sword to pick up the rooster in the dirt pit.

"Bastard boy, don't you want me to stop?" Hong Qigong saw that he picked a chicken and walked towards the edge of the cliff, this time he was really anxious, he made a move with his left hand "See the dragon in the field", and his right hand made a move "Kanglong has regrets", the two palms came out together, unstoppable, and immediately forced Ouyang Feng away, and then hurriedly withdrew from the battle circle and chased Yang Guo.

Ouyang Feng was slightly stunned, and then chased after Hong Qigong and shouted, "Where to escape?"

Yang Guo couldn't help but smile smugly when he saw that the plan worked, he stopped, threw the chicken to the ground on the side, and then quickly inserted it between the two, stopped Ouyang Feng, and shouted: "Father-in-law!"

Ouyang Feng was about to send out a palm to hit Hong Qigong behind his back, when he saw Yang Guo hurriedly withdraw his hand and said, "Good boy, you stand aside first, and then come and talk to you when I kill this old man." ”

Yang Guo didn't get out of the way and said, "Father-in-law, where have you been for so long?"

Ouyang Feng glared and said, "I've been looking for you." And he said, "How have you changed? I remember you weren't like that." ”

Yang Guo sighed secretly, and said in his heart: "My father-in-law's madness has not been alleviated in the slightest, not only do I not remember that I am in the ancient tomb, but even the concept of time is confused. ”

He pulled Ouyang Feng, pointed at Hong Qigong and said, "Father-in-law, this Hong senior, Hong Qigong is a good person, don't fight him." ”

Ouyang Feng muttered, "Hong Qigong, why is it so familiar?" Grabbing his hair and thinking for a while, he asked Yang Guo, "Then who am I?"

Yang Guo said: "Father-in-law, your name is Ouyang Feng. ”

Ouyang Feng searched the memory in his mind again, and said blankly: "My name is Ouyang Feng, my name is Ouyang Feng...... Why am I called Ouyang Feng?"

Yang Guo saw that he was thinking painfully, and he couldn't help but regret his words a little, and said, "Father-in-law, don't think about it, are you hungry? ”

He pulled Ouyang Feng aside and opened a large bag on the ground. This big bag was still carried by Wuchou when he went up the mountain, it was full of wine and meat, and when he followed Hong Qigong over, he took it easily.

He picked up a frozen chicken and a jar of liquor and handed them to Ouyang Feng, and after Ouyang Feng took it, he ate and drank.

"Stinky toad, you are not my opponent than martial arts, and you are even worse than me than you eat, what's the taste of eating frozen meat? This centipede feast that is always called Hanako is the supreme delicacy in the world!" Hong Qigong had already found a branch to make a fire, and was setting up an iron pot to boil snow water, and kept throwing centipedes into the pot.

"Nonsense! How am I not your opponent anymore? Let's compare again!" Ouyang Feng originally had no concept of the word stinky toad, but after hearing Hong Qigong call him a few times, he also knew that it was him.

Yang Guo hurriedly pressed his shoulder, pressed Ouyang Feng, who wanted to stand up, and said: "Father-in-law, this senior Hong likes to talk about it the most, and he can't believe a word of what he says. The child could see clearly just now that it was your father-in-law who beat him away, and his martial arts skills must be inferior to his father-in-law's. ”

Ouyang Feng couldn't help but nod and said, "Well, although his martial arts are good, they are still worse than mine." ”

"Stinky boy, you almost ruined my food, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and now you dare to slander me for being called Hanako?" Hong Qigong couldn't help but start blowing his beard and glaring again.

"Senior Hong, why don't I repeat what I just said?" Yang Guo said.

"On the contrary, do you kid want the stinky toad to fight with me again, and then you can take the opportunity to ruin my pot of food?" Hong Qigong raised his eyebrows and said: "I have long seen that you kid has a slippery head, and even the old name Huazi dares to threaten, it is really unreasonable!"

"Senior Hong, your idea is quite good, why don't I try it?" Yang Guoke still remembered Hong Qigong's previous tricks, and said jokingly.

Hong Qi was so angry that he stopped talking.