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Chapter 225 With superior skills, Xi Du was defeated!

With a shocking loud noise, Ouyang Feng and Murong Fu's palms were printed in one place at the same time. Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feng's expression suddenly changed.

The next moment, I saw his tall body involuntarily taking seven or eight steps back. The blood surged in his chest, he was extremely sad, and his face was even scarier.

There was also red blood gushing out from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured during the competition between the two palms, and thus fell into a disadvantage.

"uncle……"

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ke, who had just reached the top of the mountain, couldn't help but change his face. He immediately shouted loudly and hurriedly rushed to Ouyang Feng's side.

"You...what kind of martial arts...are you?"

Ouyang Feng held on to keep himself up, and then waved his hand to signal Ouyang Ke to step back. With a look of shock in his eyes, he stared at Murong Fu who was not far away and asked.

Murong Fu said calmly: "The Great Vajra Palm is one of the few powerful palm techniques in the world that can rival the Divine Dragon Subduing Palm!"

"Great Vajra Palm?"

Ouyang Feng couldn't help but look complicated when he heard this palm technique that obviously originated from Buddhism.

He had extraordinary vision, and now he had realized that Murong Fu had learned a lot. Not to mention this palm technique, Shicai's superb body technique was obviously Taoist, and now this fierce external palm technique seemed to be related to Buddhism, not to mention his That rich zhenqi is simply alien to those who practice martial arts.

He himself is a rare martial arts prodigy, but since he has practiced martial arts, he feels that his true energy is rich and powerful, and only Huang Yaoshi and a few others can compare with him.

But now Murong Fu is an exception. He is extremely young, but his skills far exceed those of him and Huang Yaoshi, which is really incredible.

Could it be...

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng had a bold guess in his mind. Staring at Murong Fu in front of him, there was a hint of heat in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "Could this be the magical effect of the Nine Yin Manual?"

When Murong Fu heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

"Mr. Ouyang, are you willing to admit defeat?"

Facing Ouyang Feng's candle-like gaze, Murong Fu smiled slightly.

When Ouyang Feng heard this, he fell into silence. Victory or defeat is the most important thing for him...

It can be said that losing to Wang Chongyang back then was helpless, but today he lost to a junior again, so naturally it can be called a loss of face.

I didn’t know what to say for a moment.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Looking at Ouyang Feng who was silent, Ouyang Ke hurriedly stepped forward and asked carefully. At the same time, he used his peripheral vision to secretly look at Murong Fu who was not far away, with fear all over his eyes.

On ordinary days, he would never have imagined that his uncle, whom he usually regarded as a god, would lose to an outsider, and he would be a man much younger than himself.

Seeing Ouyang Ke coming forward, Murong Fu did not stop him in his eyes. Instead, he smiled slightly and immediately said: "Mr. Ouyang, I heard that you are knowledgeable and have a wide range of interests. In addition to toad skills, you are especially interested in poison habit and poison research. , I have more experience in applying poison, I wonder if you can give me some advice?"

"You want me to learn all this?"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, his expression immediately turned cold.

Murong Fu's tone was playful: "Is it possible that Mr. Ouyang doesn't want to give up?"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, his expression immediately turned ugly. He was known as the "Western Poison" and was one of the five best in the world. He had never tasted the taste of such human-made fish and meat. He forced himself to snort: "I am Ouyang Feng's skill." He is not as good as human beings, and there is nothing he can do about it, but he is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "I only want what Mr. Ouyang has learned. I am not interested in his life!"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh up to the sky, and said with a cold face: "If you want to kill or behead me, I'll do whatever you want, but if you want me, Ouyang Feng, to be humbled by you, that's just wishful thinking."

Ouyang Feng is certainly vicious in his methods. But his mind is extremely arrogant and he never wants to be inferior to others.

Although Murong Fu only wanted what he had learned, it meant that Ouyang Feng had to be willing to be inferior to others. How could he accept this?
  "Oh, really. I wonder if your nephew's life will make Mr. Ouyang change his mind?"

After hearing this, Murong Fu still did not appear impatient, but spoke in a leisurely tone.

Kerr?

Upon hearing Murong Fu threatening Ouyang Ke's life, Ouyang Feng's cold expression gradually changed slightly, and his tone suddenly became much softer.

Just listen to him say: "Your Excellency is so skilled in martial arts that even if the Chongyang Master is resurrected in the past, it will not be an exaggeration. Why do you act so shamelessly and put your nephew's life at risk?"

"Is it possible that Mr. Ouyang doesn't want to?"

When Murong Fu heard this, he looked at him with a smile.

When Ouyang Feng heard this, his expression was uncertain, and he waited for a long time but still did not give an answer.

Ouyang Ke, on the other hand, stared nervously at Murong Fu who was not far away...

As for Murong Fu himself, his face was indifferent, quietly waiting for Ouyang Feng's reply.

He knew that Ouyang Ke was Ouyang Feng's flesh and blood, and it would be useless to use other methods to threaten the Western poison, which his relatives did not recognize. But now that Ouyang Ke was a hostage, Murong Fu was not afraid that he would not submit.

Throughout the original work, Ouyang Feng was unscrupulous and cruel, but he still gave Ouyang Ke a little care.

After a long time, Ouyang Feng had no choice but to say: "But I just ask you to keep your promise and let my nephew go!"

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Ouyang, you can rest assured. I only seek what Mr. Ouyang has learned, and I am not interested in your nephew's life!"

"Okay, I promise you!" Ouyang Feng nodded.

Murong Fu smiled when he heard this and said: "But I only give Mr. Ouyang three days to work. I hope that Mr. Ouyang can summarize what he has learned in these three days!"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, his tone immediately changed: "You want to take him as a hostage?"

"Is it possible that Mr. Ouyang doesn't want to?"

Murong Fu seemed to be smiling, but in fact his tone had turned cold.

"I will be here in three days!"

Hearing the change in Murong Fu's tone, Ouyang Feng had no choice but to compromise.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Okay, just ask Mr. Ouyang to come to Junji Peak to meet your nephew in three days!"

"uncle……"

Hearing this, Ouyang Ke couldn't help but feel nervous, fearing that he would really be left behind.

However, Ouyang Feng just looked at him deeply and then moved his figure to disappear from sight.

Seeing his uncle's figure walking away, Ouyang Ke instinctively moved, but when he heard Murong Fu suddenly snort, he froze in place and couldn't move.

Thinking of what happened in Jiangnan not long ago, he had no choice but to take his steps back and quietly stay where he was, waiting for his uncle to come and replace him.

……

In the next three days, Ouyang Ke stayed on Junji Peak honestly, not daring to make any rash moves.

During this period, Murong Fu did not control his actions, but he was unexpectedly wise and did not give Murong Fu a chance to attack.

Every morning and evening, two girls, A'Zhu and A Bi, would be preparing to deliver meals. Other than that, no one else would come. But Ouyang Ke knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to escape from Murong Fu's control, because before he came to Junji Peak, he had seen the four men of Deng Baichuan guarding the peak.

The only way down the mountain has been firmly guarded by four people. Unless he has wings and can fly, there is no way he can escape!

Although Ouyang Ke is usually lustful, he is the descendant of White Camel Villa after all, and he still has the skills to assess the situation. Not to mention that just now he witnessed with his own eyes that his only backer, the world-famous "Western Poison", was defeated by a man of unknown origin. The hands of Mr. Murong!

"Master, is what the 'Western Poison' learned really so important?"

A'Zhu, who had just returned from delivering food in the mountains, looked at his young master and said in confusion.

"A'Zhu, don't underestimate this Mr. Ouyang!"

Understanding A'Zhu's thoughts, Murong Fu turned around and warned.

"Although his nephew Ouyang Ke is incompetent, his martial arts knowledge is worthy of the name of a master. Especially his dabble in the path of poison is rare in the world!"

When A'Zhu heard this, his wonderful eyes couldn't help but move.

Admittedly, it was because of her recent experience that she underestimated Ouyang Feng's power because of her prejudice against Ouyang Ke.

But seeing his son-in-law's serious instructions, A'Zhu also slightly retracted his previous prejudice.

"You and Abi travel with me all year round, so I naturally have to think about Iron Shou!"

Seeing that A'Zhu seemed to understand but not understand, Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since he took He Tieshou as his disciple, he didn't pay much attention to her in the martial arts. If it weren't for the fact that he took care of Ding Chunqiu, he might not have a martial arts suitable for Tieshou right now.

Although the "Hua Gong Dafa" is not weak, the practice process is full of dangers after all.

In addition, in order to practice the art of transforming energy, she has been searching for poisonous things all year round. Even when he returned to the world of Tianlong with his daughters, he rarely encountered the iron hand when he returned.

Now in the World of the Condor Shooting, Murong Fu happened to bump into Xidu again, so naturally he wanted to take something from him as compensation for Iron Hand.

Although Ouyang Feng's reputation is notorious in the world, what he has learned is not false.

There are two masters of poison in the Jin Lao Jianghu. One is Ding Chunqiu. This person has a despicable character and is even more careless than Xi Po.

The second one is "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng. This person is unscrupulous in his actions, but he is extremely committed to his promises. His research on the poison path is no weaker than Ding Chunqiu.

Just like the corpse powder used by Wei Xiaobao in The Deer and Cauldron in later generations, it was passed down from his hand.

"What the young master said is absolutely true!"

Hearing Murong Fu mention He Tieshou's name, A'Zhu returned to his obedient demeanor and nodded in agreement.

He Tieshou is two or three years older than she and Abi, and the relationship between the three girls is also very harmonious. She is also the only apprentice under the name of her master.

But in recent years, the young master has taken their two daughters to travel around the world, leaving Sister He alone to guard the world of Tianlong. Although there are other reasons, he still owes her.

……

Three days later.

Songshan Mountain is a very steep peak.

Murong Fu appeared on the top of the mountain wearing a green shirt.

Under his figure, Ouyang Ke stayed where he was with a nervous look on his face, looking frequently towards the foot of the mountain, as if he was anxiously waiting for his uncle to show up.

The sun was getting brighter, and after about half an hour, Murong Fu sat on the bench relaxedly, and there was an extra table in front of him, with wine and food already prepared on it, and there was even a table above his head. There is an extra straw shed to block the sun.

Facing the scorching sun, Murong Fu drank calmly to escape the heat, but Ouyang Ke could only stand motionless in the sun, and soon his forehead and temples were covered with sweat.

Of course, it wasn't that Murong Fu mistreated him. He also placed a jug of wine beside him, but he just didn't receive such detached treatment from Murong Fu.

But under the scorching sun, he had already finished his bottle of wine, so he could only stand in embarrassment under the scorching sun.

After an unknown amount of time, when Ouyang Ke was sweating profusely, a tall figure finally appeared on the mountain road in the distance.

"uncle?"

Seeing that familiar figure from a distance, Ouyang Ke's tone couldn't help but become excited.

After a few breaths of time, Ouyang Feng appeared on the top of the peak with a fluttering white robe.

As soon as he appeared, his eyes fell on his nephew. After seeing that he was still safe and sound, he felt relieved.

Seeing that Ouyang Feng came to the appointment on time, Murong Fu put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "Mr. Ouyang, have you brought what I want?"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, he looked at Murong Fu deeply, and he seemed to be unwilling to accept it. Although he was forced to agree to trade with Murong Fu three days ago, there was still a trace of backlash in his heart.

But at this moment, looking at Murong Fu who looked calm in front of him, and Ouyang Ke who was still being treated as a hostage next to him, he could only sigh in his heart.

Knowing that any rash action would endanger his nephew's life, Ouyang Feng had no choice but to compromise again, then took out a wooden box and presented it, and said: "Mr. Murong, this is what I have learned from my lifelong martial arts, poison training, and poison application. All your thoughts and understandings are copied on it!"

"Okay, Mr. Ouyang Feng really kept his promise!"

Murong Fu heard this and smiled slightly.

And soon Deng Baichuan stepped forward to take the wooden box for him, and immediately presented it in front of Murong Fu.

Although he clearly got what he wanted, Murong Fu was not in a hurry to open it. Instead, he continued: "Mr. Ouyang, I know you are good at poisoning, but if there are any deletions, additions or deletions in important places in this scripture, it will not be possible in the future." No matter where your nephew is hiding, I will send someone to invite him back here again as a guest!"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, he snorted coldly. With his face ashen, he reluctantly took something out of his arms and placed it in front of Murong Fu himself.

It turned out to be another wooden box, and it looked like he had obviously made two preparations.

However, now that Murong Fu had pointed it out, he was still wary and took the initiative to take out this thing.

"Very good, thank you Mr. Ouyang for your love!"

When Murong Fu saw this, he smiled.

"Brother Deng, see off my guests for me!"

Then he looked at Deng Baichuan and ordered.

After hearing this, Deng Baichuan slowly took a few steps forward, extended his hand politely and said: "Master Ouyang, please!"

When Ouyang Ke heard this, he dared to take a step forward. The distance that could be covered in a few steps seemed to take several years to him.

It wasn't until he appeared next to Ouyang Feng that Ouyang Ke's hanging heart finally relaxed.

Ouyang Feng glanced at Ouyang Ke behind him, who was like a frightened bird, and snorted coldly: "Mr. Murong, we are destined to meet again in the future!"

When Murong Fu heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "That's easy to say. I also want to learn Mr. Ouyang's clever tricks when the time comes!"

While his tone was relaxed, it was obvious that he did not take Ouyang Feng's so-called face-saving words to heart.

(End of this chapter)