Planar martial arts myth

The poisonous needles shot out like a torrential rain, and Ouyang Feng couldn't help showing a ferocious smile on his face, this is where he relied!

It turned out that after Ouyang Feng shot empty the poisonous needle concealed weapon he had mounted on the snake staff when he attacked Peach Blossom Island before, he didn't reload it again, because he knew very well that the hidden weapon is called a concealed weapon because it can only be effective if it is done secretly. Once it is placed on the bright side, it loses its due power.

After Ouyang Feng left from Peach Blossom Island, he knew that the hidden mechanism on the Snake Staff had been exposed. The next time they encountered each other, Ling Muyun and the others must be prepared, and it would be difficult to achieve any effect, so he refitted the hidden weapon mechanism on the right. Under the wrist, cover it with the sleeve of the robe.This time, Ling Muyun forced him into a hurry, so he did it.

Ling Muyun suddenly felt chills, and a tinge of panic came to his heart. He thought that he could rest easy after removing Ouyang Feng's snake stick, but he didn't expect Ouyang Feng to have such a hidden weapon in his sleeve. It was really insidious Extreme!

"Ah!" Huang Rong suddenly turned pale, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Little friend Ling, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Hong Qigong couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, his voice contained strong shock and anger.He really didn't expect that Ouyang Feng, as the world's top expert, would use such despicable and shameless methods again and again when dealing with a junior!

But they don't know that Ouyang Feng is vicious and vicious. Although he looks like a master on the surface, it is under the condition that his interests and safety are not threatened. Once there is enough temptation or his life safety is threatened, he will Tear off all veils of pretense.Expose his true colors.

But for Ouyang Feng at this time, it was like this, he was about to lose his life, he didn't care whether he was despicable or not, why would he care about whether doing so would damage his demeanor as a master?At this time, life-saving and escape is the first priority, and everything else has to be sidelined.As long as he can escape, he can use any despicable means!It would be even better if Ling Muyun could be killed by the way!

Just when Hong Qigong and Huang Rong were panicked, Ling Muyun suddenly shouted.A gust of wind suddenly rose.A powerful invisible force swept around his body, and the poisonous hair needles that were shot at him could not help being slowed down under the strong impact of this force.

Just taking advantage of this slow time, Ling Muyun let go of the long sword firmly held by Ouyang Feng with his left hand, and put his feet on the ground.The body shape is like a powerful arrow that leaves the string, and retreats backwards obliquely backward.In an instant.He had retreated more than ten zhang away, like a gust of wind, and escaped from the coverage of the hidden weapon before the poisonous needle hit.Dangerously and dangerously, he avoided the dense rain of poisonous needles.

Dodging the poisonous needles like a torrential rain, Ling Muyun was also afraid for a while, and his back was in a cold sweat. If he hadn't had the blessing of the spiritual force field just now, he used his mental power to manipulate the air to form an air wall at the critical moment, which hindered him a little. Then he would really be shot into a sieve by Ouyang Feng's poisonous needle.

At that time, even if the toxicity of the poisonous needle is not mentioned, the steel needle itself is enough to kill him. It can be said that he just turned around in the gate of hell!

Seeing that the well-prepared blow unexpectedly missed, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but a strong look of unwillingness and disappointment flashed in his eyes.However, after the previous fight on Peach Blossom Island, he also expected this, and the current situation is critical, but he can't tolerate the slightest hesitation. He threw the long sword obtained from Ling Muyun into the mountain stream beside him, then turned his head and wanted to run.

"Ouyang Feng, don't try to escape this time!"

How could Ling Muyun, who had just wandered around before the ghost gate, let Ouyang Feng go?With a stern shout, he jumped in front of Ouyang Feng, and with a shake of the sword in his hand, a sharp sword light pierced the night sky and pierced Ouyang Feng's throat.Ouyang Feng hurriedly dodged to the side, dodging Ling Muyun's sword.

Ling Muyun's sword was useless but he was not discouraged, "Shua, Shua, Shua" several times, forcing Ouyang Feng to dodge continuously. After several moves, Ling Muyun had already seized the position in front of Ouyang Feng, firmly blocking his way .

"Little bastard, I will fight with you!"

Ouyang Feng saw that his way was blocked, and Ling Muyun was aggressive, so he became impatient. He thrust his palms together, and swung the shadows of his palms towards the chasing Ling Muyun. , majestic and majestic, the palm wind roared fiercely, like a demon god.After seeing Ling Muyun's power in previous fights, Ouyang Feng also changed his routine. Since his moves were not as exquisite as Ling Muyun's, he simply relied on his strong skills to fight head-on. Ouyang Feng didn't believe it, he practiced hard Decades of skill, still can't compete with Ling Muyun, who is only twenty years old?

Facing Ouyang Feng's swift iron palm, Ling Muyun was like a leaf fluttering wantonly in the wind. With the swaying wind of the palm, his figure rose lightly, and with the strong wind of the palm, he fluttered to the side, throwing Ouyang Feng Mo's mighty palm force resolved it easily and freely.With a twist of his wrist, the long sword drew a streak of light and swept towards Ouyang Feng.The sword's momentum was as gentle as a breeze at first, but it became swift and fierce in an instant, and the sword energy flew across the sky, making "chi chi" sounds, strands and strands, endlessly.In the blink of an eye, Jian Feng never left Ouyang Feng's vitals, just like an infatuated woman always clinging to his lover's side.But Ouyang Feng knew clearly that what this sword brought was not gentle and lingering resentment and infatuation, but a cold and fierce murderous intent.

Seeing this scene, Hong Qigong at the side couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.Of course, the main reason for this is to be grateful that Ling Muyun got rid of Ouyang Feng's poisonous needle attack, but deep down in his heart, he also secretly felt happy that Ling Muyun lost a sword and could no longer use that terrifying sword technique.

Although Ling Muyun's strength after losing a sword is still quite good, still enough to compete with them, but at least it is not as terrifying as before, and it even makes him feel that it is difficult to compete with them.

But then a burst of shame rushed into Hong Qigong's heart, thinking that Hong Qigong had never done anything wrong in his life.He has always acted upright, but now he is happy that his friend lost his weapon and affected his combat power. How could such a gloating thing happen to him?It can only be said that the title of number one in the world is really harmful, and even his mentality is out of balance because of it.While Hong Qigong was introspecting himself, the battle between Ling Muyun and Ouyang Feng had reached a fever pitch. Enduring the pain, Ouyang Feng summoned all the energy in his body, and waved his palms together like two The big millstone launched a storm-like attack on Ling Muyun.The momentum of the palm is like thunder.As fast as lightning, he wished to kill Ling Muyun immediately, and at worst he would break through Ling Muyun's interception and fight for a way.allow him to escape.

He is covered in bruises all over his body now.Although the injuries are not serious.But the wound was bleeding all the time, even if the acupoint was sealed to stop the bleeding, it was impossible to completely stop the bleeding, even if Ling Muyun couldn't beat him.If the entanglement continues for a long time, the blood will be too much, and the strength will be weakened, and it is inevitable that their lives will be lost.Therefore, taking advantage of his strength, he desperately tried to defeat Ling Muyun.

However, although Ouyang Feng's idea is good, it is not so easy to actually implement it. Even though Ling Muyun only has one sword left now, he cannot use the skill of combining two swords, and his strength has been weakened a lot.But with Ling Muyun's current martial arts cultivation, even if he doesn't use his hands to fight, he is no worse than Ouyang Feng.

Although Ouyang Feng's attack was fierce, Ling Muyun was not afraid at all. Not only did he not give in at all, but he counterattacked with attack. The cold sword edge was like a tarsal maggot, never leaving his vitals. As long as Ouyang Feng showed his weakness, Then the sword will attack like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, making Ouyang Feng not even bother to breathe, for fear that if he is not careful, his life will be buried under Ling Muyun's fast sword.

Under the tight attack of Ling Muyun's exquisite swordsmanship, Ouyang Feng gained the upper hand for a short time except for the initial fierce attack. After a while, he was suppressed by Ling Muyun again, and could only struggle hard under Ling Muyun's sword. Holding on hard, although it is not like before that he didn't even have the power to parry, but he defended more and attacked less, trying his best to support the situation.

In fact, with Ouyang Feng's martial arts cultivation that has already entered the congenital realm and decades of hard work, he is not inferior to Ling Muyun in terms of internal strength and speed reaction, and even surpasses Ling Muyun in terms of experience. It would not have been forced into this state by Ling Muyun's long sword.It's just that under Ling Muyun's mental force field, Ouyang Feng's every move is completely under Ling Muyun's control, so often when he wants to move, Ling Muyun has already pre-judged him from his body's momentum-gathering movements. If you want to make a move in the direction, you will be the first to catch people, and the threat will naturally be greater.Often it is Ouyang Feng's dodge and Ling Muyun's pursuit at the same time, rather than Ouyang Feng's dodge and Ling Muyun's reaction, which gives Ouyang Feng the feeling that Ling Muyun always knows what he is thinking. Before Bian could dodge, the other party had already made a move and waited on his evasion route, as if he was actively leaning towards Ling Muyun's sword.With such a missed opportunity, Ouyang Feng's situation is naturally difficult.

Hong Qigong's eyes glistened, and he was more and more amazed at Ling Muyun's improvement in strength. At the same time, he was secretly vigilant. He never thought that Ling Muyun could suppress Ouyang Feng to such an extent without using that terrifying sword technique.Although he had already seen how extraordinary Ling Muyun was when they met for the first time, and knew that with Ling Muyun's potential, sooner or later he would catch up to or even surpass the masters of the older generation, but he never thought that Ling Muyun would grow so much quick.

However, although Hong Qigong lamented Ling Muyun's speed of progress and strength of martial arts, he did not extinguish his desire to strive for supremacy. The old man still has ambitions for thousands of miles, let alone he is not very old?Although there have been heroes from generation to generation, each leading the way for decades, but he still doesn't want to end the curtain and step down.

Hong Qigong is also very clear that if he wants to win the title of No. [-] in the world, this time Huashan Lunjian can be said to be his last chance. After waiting for more than twenty years, Ling Muyun and other younger generation masters will definitely be able to cultivate their skills. They will go to the next level, and the older generation like them are getting old day by day, and the gap between the two sides will only widen. If you can't win the championship in one fell swoop while your own strength is still at its peak, then it will be even more impossible in the future.

Because of this, Hong Qigong observed the battle between Ling Muyun and Ouyang Feng very carefully, just wanting to find out the flaws and weaknesses in Ling Muyun's martial arts, so that he can know what to do when he fights with Ling Muyun tomorrow.

As for Ouyang Feng, he was no longer in his consideration. From his point of view, Ouyang Feng's defeat was already doomed, even though he was still struggling to support it now.It's just that they can linger on for a while, and they can't change the fate of defeat after all. What remains undecided is whether they can escape from Ling Muyun's hands.

Ling Muyun cheered up, and displayed all the subtleties of the Evil Resisting Sword. His figure was erratic and swift, like a ghost, swaying in front and swaying behind, and his long sword stabbed like lightning.The moves are exquisite.The sword light is like a waterfall, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the bright sword light is dazzling.The whole person was melted into the light of the sword, and it was impossible to tell where the sword was.Where are people.The whole person seems to be integrated with the sword.Walk with the sword, read out the sword, and the sword will become one.

Ling Muyun and Ouyang Feng fought fast.Soon, they exchanged hundreds of moves. Since the two people's movements were too fast, it was impossible to tell who was who when they fought together. Only two shadows and a ball of sword light could barely be seen in the moonlight. Under the entanglement, twirling and crisscrossing.From time to time, bits and pieces of blood splashed out from between the sword lights, accompanied by Ouyang Feng who roared furiously like a mad tiger.

Seeing this situation, Hong Qigong couldn't help showing a look of sadness in his eyes. With his eyesight, he could see that after such a long time of fierce fighting, Ouyang Feng's moves were no longer as swift and powerful as before. Due to excessive physical exertion and continuous blood flow, Ouyang Feng's energy, blood and physical strength have inevitably begun to gradually decline, and he will never regain his original courage.

In contrast, Ling Muyun, who was on the other side of the battle, became more and more courageous as he fought, his sword skills became faster and stronger, and he showed no signs of weakening at all. Instead, his aura continued to rise as the battle continued. It is getting more and more powerful, and there is even a faint tendency to take it to a higher level.

One side became weaker and weaker, and the other side became stronger and stronger. The final outcome is self-evident. According to this trend, Ouyang Feng's defeat is only a matter of time.Thinking of this, Hong Qigong felt a little uncomfortable. Although he and Ouyang Feng belonged to enemies, after all, they had been fighting each other for decades, and they felt like heroes. Seeing that Ouyang Feng was about to die, I couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

Just as Hong Qigong estimated, after the initial storm-like onslaught, sensing the weakening of Ouyang Feng's strength, Ling Muyun immediately launched an extremely fierce attack, swinging a long sword like the wind, the sword light Huo Huo, the sword energy swept across the sky, and a group of fierce sword light completely suppressed Ouyang Feng's palm.

Feeling the increasingly serious injuries and loss of strength on his body, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but feel sad. He couldn't see any hope of life at all. He also thought about finding an opportunity to hijack Huang Rong and use Huang Rong as a hostage to threaten Ling Muyun.It's just that Ling Muyun was obviously prepared for this. Whenever he deliberately retreated to Huang Rong's side, he would be attacked by Ling Muyun like a storm, forcing him to retreat.If he insisted on hijacking, he might be pierced by Ling Muyun's sword before Huang Rong was caught.

Now that things had come to an end, Ouyang Feng had already predicted his own outcome. Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feng, the king of the Western Regions, one of the five wonders in the world, would perish on the top of Mount Hua today.It is true that there is a place for life, and a place for death, such as the Nine Yin Scriptures, such as the best martial arts in the world, in the face of death, all these have become false, and for the first time in my heart, I felt a little regret for coming to the Central Plains this time.

However, there is no medicine for regret in the world, no matter how regretful Ouyang Feng is, it cannot save him from the crisis at this time.And because of his discouragement, he couldn't help slowing down his moves. Ling Muyun immediately saw the opening, and a sword slid across his shoulder, and his right arm flew out. Suddenly, a sharp pain swept through his nerves. It was so painful that he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry.

Ling Muyun didn't stop when he succeeded with the sword, once the sword light was absorbed, he slammed his palm towards Ouyang Feng's chest again.And although Ouyang Feng was in a trance from the pain, but the instinct of a master was still there, without thinking, he raised the remaining left palm, and headed towards Ling Muyun's bombarding palm.

With a muffled sound of "Bo", the two palms collided, and Ouyang Feng's face suddenly changed. It turned out that the internal force contained in his palms did not meet the slightest resistance at all, and rushed into Ling Muyun's body easily.

But as soon as some internal energy entered Ling Muyun's body, it was like flowing into a bottomless abyss, lost control immediately, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.What's more frightening is that as if the fuse was lit, even the true energy in his body seemed to be attracted by some strange force, and then poured out of Ling Muyun's body like a flood that burst a bank!Ouyang Feng was shocked. He has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has fought countless masters, but he has never encountered such a strange thing. He can't control his own skills and was absorbed by others?This is the hell!

Horrified, Ouyang Feng hurriedly tried to withdraw his palm, but the palm seemed to be glued to Ling Muyun's, and he couldn't pull it away at all.What's more frightening is that the harder he struggles, the faster the true energy in his body will flow away. In the beginning, it was just a rushing river, but later it became a raging sea.

Ouyang Feng couldn't help but turn pale with astonishment. Internal force is the source of a warrior's strength. If Ling Muyun continues to drain the true energy in his body and damage his original source, then his superb martial arts will be nothing. It's useless!For a martial artist, especially a peerless master like him, having his martial arts abolished is even more sad than killing him!

He wanted to blast Ling Muyun away, but his palms stuck to Ling Muyun's. He raised his leg and wanted to kick, but because of the madness in his body, he couldn't lift it up, and he didn't have the strength to attack, so he could only bear it passively. Seeing Ling Muyun's sucking bite, his heart was extremely sad, never thought that Ouyang Feng, a dignified Western poison, would fall into such a state one day!For a moment, I couldn't help feeling ashamed! (to be continued..)