Dream about the world of martial arts

() When Meng Xunzhen broke into trouble, Ouyang Feng and Jinlun Fawang in the room responded almost in no particular order.They swung their palms and fists one by one, and the force of the palms and fists rolled up two hurricanes, hitting Meng Xunzhen, who was wrapped in a ball of sword light, who was attacking Ouyang Ke from the air.

Meng Xunzhen knew that as long as he stopped for a while and let either Ouyang Feng or Jinlun Fawang rush over, his rescue plan would fail.Immediately thinking, he used his left hand to grab the "Dragon Capture Kung Fu" and grabbed Ouyang Ke out of thin air.

Ouyang Ke's martial arts are not weak, and his reaction is not slow. He felt that a strong force would pull him towards the person who entered through the broken window and swung his sword, so he hurriedly used a "jack pendant" to firmly place his feet on the ground. Hit the ground.

His reaction hit Meng Xunzhen's heart.Although the "Dragon Capturing Skill" has its limit, Ouyang Ke stopped him after he stabilized his figure, but the force of suction in turn drove Meng Xunzhen to speed up and dodge Ouyang Feng and Jinlun Fawang. The palm wind and fist strength flew towards the top of Ouyang Ke's head, and the Ziwei soft sword turned into a magnificent purple light rain and sprinkled on the top of his head.

Even though he only has one eye left, Ouyang Ke could see clearly that the person who attacked him was Meng Xunzhen, and he couldn't stop complaining in his heart.After seeing Meng Xunzhen's martial arts in Zhongdu, although he knew that he was no match, he still wanted to catch up.Later, Ouyang Feng failed to intercept and kill Meng Xunzhen, so he came back and explained to him how he fought against Meng Xunzhen.Ouyang Ke knew that Meng Xunzhen's martial arts were only slightly inferior to his uncle's, and realized that he would never be able to catch up with him in his life, so he immediately put down his desire to win.At this moment, seeing sword shadows raining down from the sky, Sen Han's sword energy cut his skin and hurt, his heart was filled with fear and fear, he opened the folding fan in his hand with a "shua", dancing into a cloud of white clouds to protect his whole body, hoping to slightly hinder the opponent's sword momentum, Wait until my uncle rushes over to help.

Meng Xunzhen's extremely gorgeous sword shadow quickly converged, and the long sword made simple thrusts and twists, piercing through Ouyang Ke's fan and smashing the steel bone fan to pieces.He performed these two sword moves successively, which are really masterpieces in his life, because he saw that Ouyang Ke was quite afraid of him, so his first move was intentionally loud and loud, and it really forced the opponent to wave his fan to protect himself, lest he be afraid to defend himself again. Wherever he didn't reach, he was invaded by the sword shadow that seemed to penetrate the ground like mercury pouring down the ground.The larger the defensive area, the stronger the strength will naturally be greatly weakened. After the bluff, Meng Xunzhen made a move to attack the weak and break the surface. Relying on the skill far deeper than the opponent, he destroyed his weapon with a single sword.When Ouyang Feng and Jinlun Fawang rushed over, Meng Xunzhen's long sword was already on Ouyang Ke's neck.

"Senior Ouyang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are always well? This master must be the eminent monk Jinlun Dharma King of Xizang, I have long admired him!" Meng Xun really took his time and smiled at Ouyang Feng and Jinlun Dharma King who were standing still five feet away. , and tapped a few acupuncture points of Ouyang Ke.

Ouyang Feng's face was as cold as ice, and he shouted: "Meng Xunzhen, if you dare to hurt a single hair of my nephew, believe it or not, I will go to Zhongnan Mountain and slaughter all your Quanzhen Sect's litters!"

With a flash of purple light, the bun on Ouyang Ke's head fell to the ground, Meng Xunzhen looked at Ouyang Feng and said with a sneer, "I don't believe it."

"You..." Even though Ouyang Feng was deeply scheming, he was also furious at this moment.He clenched his fists and rattled, he wanted to make a move, but he cared about Ouyang Ke's life, and if he didn't make a move, he had nowhere to vent his anger.

"Layman Ouyang, please be safe and don't be impatient." Jinlun Fawang said to save the siege, he was not under Ouyang Feng's scheming, although he felt that Meng Xunzhen captured Ouyang Ke in front of his eyes and hurt his face, but he didn't feel the pain after all, so Still able to maintain peace of mind.He said to Meng Xunzhen, "It turns out that this layman, Meng Xunzhen, is really good at martial arts, and his reputation is well-deserved. No wonder Gesang Nyima, a poor monk and villain, would return home under your hands. Your Excellency must have captured little layman Ouyang." If you have anything to ask of us, please speak up.”

"The King of Dharma is still wise," Meng Xunzhen said with a smile, "this is the attitude you should have when negotiating. In fact, you should be clear about what I want. I heard that the martial arts of White Camel Mountain have always been passed down in one line without any side branches. Mr. Ouyang is the successor of Senior Ouyang. , His status is incomparably noble. Is it an advantage to exchange one of you for the five you captured?"

"No!" Wanyan Honglie yelled, he fell in love with Bao Xiruo, so naturally he refused to let go easily.

Ouyang Feng glanced back at Wanyan Honglie, and said coldly: "My lord thinks the life of my nephew is not as important as your princess?"

Wanyan Honglie was swept away by his cold gaze, and immediately felt cold all over his body, and dared not speak any more.After these days of getting along, he already knew that this Ouyang Feng was different from those masters he had hired with a lot of money, unless he was a supreme master with similar martial arts like Jinlun Fawang, the rest were just life and death in his eyes. The little bugs and ants at heart will never look at him differently because of his status as a prince.

Ouyang Feng said in a deep voice: "Meng Xunzhen, today you are the one with the surname Ouyang who is the one who confessed. Let go of my nephew, and you can take all five of them away!"

Meng Xunzhen shook his head and said: "It's a lesson learned from the past, but this junior doesn't really trust the promise of the senior!"

"You..." Ouyang Feng was about to get angry, and then he understood that what he was talking about when he was intercepting and killing him by the Yangtze River, his face couldn't help but feel a little hot, speechless, he could only say, "What should you do?" ?”

Meng Xunzhen smiled and said: "It's very simple, you let the five people go, and then troubled Mr. Ouyang to send us a ride. After thirty miles away, the junior will naturally hand him over to send him away. There is the golden signboard of our Quanzhen Sect here, Seniors shouldn't suspect that juniors will do such things as humiliating family traditions, such as abandoning their faith and regretting promises?"

Ouyang Feng pondered for a while, nodded and said: "This matter is up to you, in the future..."

Meng Xunzhen interjected: "In the future, of course we will be whatever we meet, no matter what moves the seniors make, the juniors will follow suit!"

Ouyang Feng turned around and was going to release people, suddenly a red shadow flashed in front of his eyes, Jinlun Fawang's tall and thin figure stood in front of him, his face was gloomy like a layer of frost at this moment.

"What does the Fawang mean?" Ouyang Feng narrowed his eyes.When the two met, they tried to test each other's strength without any trace.Ouyang Feng knew that although this monk was twenty years younger than himself, his martial arts skills were by no means inferior to his own, so he was quite afraid of him.

Jinlun Fawang sneered and said, "I also contributed to the capture of these five poor monks. Layman Ouyang and the other party are talking to each other. Is it too much to ignore the poor monk?"

Ouyang Feng asked in a deep voice: "What is the king's intention?"

The king of Jinlun said: "When the poor monk was in Xizang, he heard that the Central Plains Wulin was crowned by five people, 'Dongxie, Xidu, Nandi, Beibei, and Zhongshentong', and he had admired him for a long time. Let me ask you a few words, if the layman wins against the poor monk, these five people will naturally be disposed of by the layman at will, and the poor monk will never talk about it!"

Ouyang Feng looked up to the sky and laughed out loud, the laughter contained internal strength, shaking the dust that had accumulated on the roof for a long time.Suddenly the laughter stopped abruptly, and he pushed out his palms towards Jinlun Fawang's chest like lightning, and as soon as he started, he used the ultimate move of "Ha Toad Kung Fu".However, Jinlun Fawang seemed to have been on guard for a long time, and met him with both palms.

When the palms met, there was a loud "clang" sound like the clanging of gold and iron. The two bodies were shaken, and each took a step back.They looked at each other, their hearts vigilant.Ouyang Feng used the palm technique of the Baituo Mountain lineage to attack again, Jinlun Fawang greeted him with Tantric boxing techniques, the two fought fiercely in this small room, they passed dozens of moves in the blink of an eye, it was hard to tell the winner.

Seeing these two people fighting, Meng Xunzhen was at a loss for a moment.He always felt that something was wrong, but seeing that both of them had already shot with all their strength, they were merciless, and they didn't seem to be fake, so they had to stay the same and keep Ouyang Ke as a hostage carefully, so he wasn't afraid of the other party's tricks .

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng saw Ouyang Feng take a few steps back, grabbing an iron staff leaning against the table with his backhand - his snake staff was destroyed by Meng Xunzhen's Ziwei soft sword, this iron staff was rebuilt later, only the head of the staff The two snakes are no longer there, so many magical functions are inevitably missing.

"The old man has learned the kung fu of the king of France, how about we try weapons again?"

Jinlun Dharma King reached into his bosom, took out a gold wheel and a silver wheel with a diameter of two and a half feet, held his hands together, and shouted: "The poor monk will accompany you to the end!" A small metal ball made a "squeak" sound.Immediately, both wheels came out at the same time, smashing to the top of Ouyang Feng's head with the force of a mountain.

Ouyang Feng didn't dodge either, he tried his best to parry with the horizontal iron staff.

There was a deafening and deafening sound of "dang" when the wheels and sticks collided.

Jinlun Fawang seemed to be so shaken by the huge force that he couldn't handle the two wheels in his hands, and the two wheels flew out of his hands at the same time.It's just that the flight trajectory of these two wheels is a bit strange.The golden wheel hit Meng Xunzhen's face, while the silver wheel spun in a circle at high speed, turned to Meng Xunzhen's back and hit his vest.The front and rear pincers of the two wheels are extremely ferocious.

"They're just playing tricks!" When this thought flashed across Meng Xun's mind, the two wheels were already within reach.He knew that Jinlun Fawang's attack must have been planned for a long time. Judging from the momentum of the two wheels, not only the power of Jinlun Fawang himself was on the wheel, but also the force of Ouyang Feng's horizontal stick that collapsed, which was the combined force of two masters. With one blow, if he was a little careless, he would be seriously injured on the spot.He didn't care about watching Ouyang Ke any longer, turned the long sword in his right hand sideways to stab, stretched out the tip of the sword to the direction of the flying golden wheel, and lightly picked it up, the golden wheel immediately shot up into the sky, crashing with a "wow" The roof flew out; at the same time as the sword was drawn out with the right hand, the left hand swung in the opposite direction, gently flicking the side of the silver wheel that flew behind him, and the silver wheel also turned in one direction, circled around his body, and reversed the direction of the Golden Wheel Dharma King. Hit away.

Meng Xunzhen's twitching seems simple, but in fact he has brought into full play the knack of "four liang twitching a thousand catties" in Taijiquan sword. If he practiced normally, he would definitely not be able to reach this level.

At the same time that Jinlun Fawang flew out of the two wheels, Ouyang Feng, who had already had a tacit understanding with him, flew towards Meng Xunzhen, only a little slower than the flywheels.When Meng Xunzhen received the pincer attack from the two wheels, he straightened his iron staff and hit the "Tanzhong acupoint" on Meng Xunzhen's chest with the force of thunder.

At this moment, Meng Xunzhen's arms were still numb, no matter how difficult it was to deal with Ouyang Feng's blow, he could only retreat.

Ouyang Feng's iron staff turned around, and the tip of the staff picked up Ouyang Ke and brought him back to him.

Jinlun Fawang saw that the silver wheel containing the strength of himself and Ouyang Feng was coming too fiercely, so he didn't dare to catch it, so he had to let it go sideways, even though it smashed a big hole in the wall and flew out, it flew out from his arms again. Take out two wheels, one copper and one iron, and hold them in your hands.

"Meng Xunzhen, what else can you do now?" Ouyang Feng shouted gloomily after stopping the iron stick.

A wry smile appeared on Meng Xunzhen's face at first, and then he regained his composure. Ziwei's soft sword was slowly raised, and he said calmly: "What else can I do, I can only take this life and fight with the two of you!"