Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-One Hit the Nail on the Head

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Su Quan pursed his lips and smiled, and the whole room was suddenly full of spring, and no one would notice the residual panic on his face, "I don't know Ouyang Feng's snake control method, but I have this."

After speaking, he took out a sachet from his arms. Song Qingshu took it and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it. The fragrance of the woman's body couldn't cover up the strange smell: "What's in it?"

Su Quan blushed, grabbed it quickly, opened the sachet, poured out some powder and smeared it on Song Qingshu: "This is realgar powder, there are poisonous snakes everywhere on Shenlong Island, people in the teaching rely on this to protect themselves."

"How could I forget this." Song Qingshu was overjoyed, those greasy and poisonous long worms were disgusting just thinking about it, of course it would be better if they didn't touch them.

The two walked towards Ouyang Feng step by step. Su Quan sprinkled realgar powder in front of him as he walked. The intertwined poisonous snakes seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying, and they all shrank to the corner of the wall, and soon a blank road was formed in front of them. .

Ouyang Feng sensed the approach of the two, and suddenly opened his eyes and stared at them vigilantly. He is now reaching a critical moment with his exploits. If Song Qingshu came to him, it would be easy to kill him.

Although Ouyang Feng's mind was chaotic, his instinctive reaction to danger was still there, and large drops of sweat soon appeared on his forehead.

"Ouyang Feng, you don't have to worry. I have no intention of harming you. This time I'm here to help you get rid of the poison."

Noticing Ouyang Feng's anomaly, Song Qingshu quickly clarified, lest saving people fail and turn them into harm.

"Ouyang Feng?"

Ouyang Feng was using his whole body skills to force the poison, and in addition to the inverted posture, his qi and blood rushed to his forehead, his mind that had always been chaotic suddenly had a hint of clarity, and when he heard Song Qingshu call his name, Ouyang Feng moved in his heart and felt that he had recovered. I thought about something very important to me, and I was about to think about it, when suddenly I had a splitting headache.

After hearing Ouyang Feng's scream, his whole body trembled. Song Qingshu was taken aback. Could it be that his sudden appearance made him go crazy?

Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly came to Ouyang Feng and sealed several big holes on his body in a row.

"what?"

When Song Qingshu realized that his strength was like defeating Xu, Ouyang Feng had practiced the "Nine Yin Zhenjing" that Huang Rong had processed, and he had already reversed his meridians.

"Do you have any antidote on your body?" Song Qingshu looked at Su Quan anxiously.

"There are, but there are, but they can't solve the poison of the colorful dragon." Su Quan said hesitantly.

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor, bring it here." Song Qing spread out his hands, took a few medicinal pills that Su Quan took out, and stuffed it into Ouyang Feng's mouth.

Song Qingshu urged the infuriating qi in his body to run the line according to the "Spiritual Illumination", and the strength in his hands became warm and warm, helping Ouyang Feng to digest the medicinal power.

Su Quan looked at the smoke on their heads and knew that their luck was at a critical moment. She was worried that Song Qingshu would not be able to save Ouyang Feng, but also worried that Ouyang Feng would recover. Hidden weapons on guard.

"Wow!"

After a long time, Ouyang Feng spat out a large mouthful of black blood, thick as ink and extremely foul smelling.

"What a powerful poisonous snake!" Ouyang Feng slowly opened his eyes and said tiredly.

"Of course, the colorful dragon is the treasure of my dragon religion." Although Su Quan was in a delicate situation in the religion now, he was still a little complacent about the power of the colorful dragon.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for this old man who didn't have any pills on his body, what could I do with this mere poison." Ouyang Feng snorted disdainfully.

Back then, when Ouyang Feng came under the name of Western poison, he was not only good at applying poison, but also at detoxification. However, detoxification often required certain drugs to achieve twice the result with half the effort. If it wasn't for Ouyang Feng's long-term exposure to poisons, his body already had a certain degree of anti-toxicity. In addition, his toad art and the nine yin against luck were both good at detoxification. He was poisoned by the multicolored dragon. share.

However, the multicolored dragon is not an ordinary thing after all, with the power of western poison, it can only barely control the poison in the body. Fortunately, Song Qingshu hit him right and gave him a lot of antidote. Although the medicine is not symptomatic, with the power of western poison, he can cleverly use the principle of mutual restraint between medicinal properties and get a chance to breathe, and finally force the toxin out.

"Don't be too busy, old poison, we have all been plotted, and now the exit is blocked by tens of thousands of pounds of stone gates, I need your help."

Hearing the words "Old Poison", Ouyang Feng flashed a trace of anger in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up and snorted coldly, "I heard that there was a broken dragon stone in Lin Chaoying's tomb of the living dead, which is tens of thousands of pounds. , with Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying's ability to open, I'm afraid neither of you nor I have the ability."

"Though those two arrogant martial arts are high, but their brains are not easy to use, they are only tens of thousands of pounds of stone doors. I have at least two ways to get out." Song Qingshu said calmly, as if it was not difficult.

Su Quan on the side glanced at him in amazement. He didn't know if Song Qingshu was bluffing Ouyang Feng, but when he thought about the desperate situation just now, he panicked, but the other party was so calm and flattering with Su Quanyan. , but also a little embarrassed.

"What is the method, let's hear it." Ouyang Feng was led by Li Mochou to the ancient tomb and fought with her master. Although he seriously injured the other party, he was worried that the ancient tomb sect would put down the Broken Dragon Stone and die together. Taking advantage of the situation to retreat, he naturally became interested when he heard that Song Qingshu had a way to deal with Broken Dragon Stone.

"It's..." Song Qing

Shu had just opened his mouth when he suddenly let out a snort and looked up at Ouyang Feng carefully.

Ouyang Feng sat cross-legged on the ground. Although his clothes were still torn and his hair was messy, he no longer had the sloppy feeling he had before. Sitting there casually is like a grand master of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

A strange look flashed in his eyes, and Song Qingshu asked in surprise, "Has the old man regained his sanity?" Su Quan was shocked when he heard Song Qingshu's words, and his hand holding the hidden weapon tightened.

Ouyang Feng glanced at Su Quan casually, and Su Quan immediately felt like his whole body was being devoured by lightning. The pressure made Su Quan unbearably release his hidden weapon and fight to the death.

Aware of the abnormality between the two, Song Qingshu took a light step and stepped between the two. Su Quan immediately felt that the pressure all over his body disappeared without a trace.

Ouyang Feng looked away and smiled, "Why didn't you call me the old poison?"

"This nickname is only qualified to be called by the old man's best friend in his life. How dare you be abrupt." Song Qingshu changed his mouth, not a trace of obscurity.

"Old beggar..." Ouyang Feng fell into a flash of nostalgia, but he recovered quickly and snorted coldly, "Your boy is obviously not weaker in martial arts than the old five masters, so why should you drop your identity and pretend to be a junior."

Song Qingshu sneered, thinking that it's not that you can't figure out your temperament. If you don't agree with each other and fight again, although he is not afraid, it would be too wrong.

Ouyang Feng has been in a daze for more than ten years. Now that Lingtai is clear and bright, he can't help but be in a good mood. Seeing Song Qingshu not speaking, he became interested for a while, and continued: "Although my head was a little weak before, I still remember some things in my eyes. ."

"The younger generation, who can be called the top masters, were originally Xiao Feng of Liao and Zhang Wuji of Mingjiao. In recent years, your boy has suddenly emerged, but the people who were defeated by you before, except for one monk Fang Zheng, the rest are also considered. I don’t think you are a master, I thought that your 'the first master of the Qing Dynasty’ was just a vain name, but I didn’t expect that in these two fights, you are not inferior to this old man in martial arts.”

Strictly speaking, Ouyang Feng was a little underwhelmed in these two fights, but Ouyang Feng has regained his sanity, and his arrogance in the past has naturally recovered, and his ability is naturally not comparable to the period of madness. He can agree that Song Qingshu is not under him, it is already very good. Highly rated.

Su Quan on the side was a little unconvinced. Although she and Hong An were alike in appearance, the dignified leader of Shenlong, who has been in Liaodong for decades, is not even a master in Ouyang Feng's mouth, but after thinking about it, his nominal husband and he Compared with the two people in front of them, the difference in martial arts is indeed a little big, so I can't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Mr. Ouyang is wrong. Before the competition, the seniors fought by instinct. The tenth-level strength can be used at most seven or eight levels, and they can't beat the seniors at the bottom, let alone now." But I don't want to arouse the opponent's idea of ​​a fight again, so I have to admit defeat first.

"You have too many scruples and entanglements in your heart. It is a miracle that you can practice martial arts to this level," Song Qingshu's mind Ouyang Feng could also guess, and he couldn't help frowning and said, "You thought I was a Complimenting you?"

"Eh?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but be at a loss for words.

"As a top-notch expert, you don't have the arrogance of a top-level expert. You are too concerned about the gains and losses in your heart, and you can't help but look a little sleazy when you speak and act." Ouyang Feng said with some contempt.

"Isn't it?" Song Qingshu said depressedly.

"You and I are obviously equal in martial arts, but you have a lot of concerns when you speak. You are afraid that you will offend the old man a little bit. The old man really doesn't know what you are afraid of?" Ouyang Feng rolled his eyes at him.

"Now that we are in the Jedi, I'm not worried that I will accidentally offend Mr. Ouyang and cause an unnecessary fight." Song Qingshu defended his words, making his face a little overwhelmed.

"You have offended the old man. Whether or not to fight you is something that the old man should consider." Ouyang Feng paused for a while, with a smile on his face, "Your martial arts are so high, and the old man is not sure of winning, so I am full. I'll fight you after holding on?"

"Ah?" Song Qingshu didn't react.

"If it wasn't for the fact that you saved the old man's life, the old man wouldn't be too lazy to tell you so much." Ouyang Feng glared at him angrily. This time, he did not die, but instead regained his senses. At first, Ouyang Feng was very happy. Seeing Song Qingshu's handsome and unrestrained appearance, Ouyang Feng inevitably thought of Ouyang Ke back then, and gave some advice.

"Do you know what your biggest problem is now?" Ouyang Feng said slowly.

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