Chapter 973 The Legend of Martial Arts

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Ouyang Feng was deeply impressed by the martial arts displayed by the opponent just now, because he had experienced it personally before.

"But that person is already dead..." Ouyang Feng looked at the other party in surprise, and became a little puzzled for a while.

Song Qingshu's expression finally became solemn, and he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Feng, how are you now?"

Ouyang Feng shook his head slightly, gritted his teeth and managed to squeeze out a few words: "Not very good..."

Not only is it not good, he can even feel the madness in his body. If it weren't for the fact that he practiced the Nine Yin Sutras in a hurry and moved acupoints and positions in a hurry, I'm afraid that the other's finger would have broken him for decades just now. of penance.

"Yangzhi!"

Ouyang Feng lost the toad kung fu by Wang Chongyang with a single yang finger, and he practiced it for many years, so how could he not recognize this kung fu? The person in front of him is obviously not Master Yideng, nor the monks of Tianlong Temple in Dali, and whether it is Master Yideng or Zen Master Kurong with the highest rank of Yiyangzhi in Tianlong Temple, there is no possibility that he will be severely injured in a single move. Who is the person, eliminates all the impossible, and the answer is ready to come out.

"Although Mr. Ouyang is known as the West's poison in the rivers and lakes, his behavior is not in vain for a generation of masters. He was originally a very good person, why is he now willing to degenerate and become the eagle dog of the Golden Kingdom?" Bai The robed old man said in a deep voice.

Ouyang Feng's face was hot, and his inner qi became a pot of porridge, and he couldn't open his mouth for a while. Song Qingshu asked, "Who is your Excellency, and why are you an enemy?" It is useless to speak for Ouyang Feng, it is better to directly change the topic.

The white-robed old man snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I hate Jin Guo Tartar the most in my life."

Song Qingshu choked his breath, and suddenly he was full of slander. People are in Cao Ying and Han in their hearts - oh, no, they are in Cao Ying and their hearts are in Han.

Of course, the reason cannot be explained to outsiders, and Song Qingshu is unwilling to explain.

The white-robed old man looked him up and down: "Looking at your appearance, it should be a high-ranking official of the Jin Kingdom."

"I won the award, but now I am the Marshal of the Minister of the Jin Kingdom." Song Qingshu thought to himself that since he was going to act, the play must be done well, and the momentum must not be weakened.

The white-robed old man couldn't help but stunned, and said angrily, "The kid is really outrageous, thinking that the old man is a mountain villager, is it so easy to deceive?"

He regarded Jin State as an enemy bandit all his life, and he was naturally aware of Jin State's bureaucratic system. Shang Shuling was the top political leader of the Jin Dynasty, and Marshal Du was the top military leader. No matter who they were, they were the most honorable and virtuous people in the Jin Kingdom. Although the man in front of him had a big beard, he could tell he was old. Nowhere, how could it be possible to hold such a key position, let alone concurrently serve as the top military and political leader, wouldn't that make the emperor empty?

Song Qingshu said indifferently: "Although your Excellency is not Yamano Villager, it seems that the news is not very well-informed."

The white-robed old man was stunned for a moment. Seeing that none of the golden men walking with him showed any strange expressions, he couldn't help being surprised and happy, and then he laughed: "It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes. Although I have had occasional achievements in my whole life, the Golden State has not helped the overall situation. I didn’t expect to catch such a big fish after being buried in the ground!”

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I'm afraid that your Excellency will catch a shark and trap yourself in it."

The white-robed old man snorted, "I'm here to see if your Excellency's hand skills are good or not."

Song Qingshu showed an embarrassed expression, and hugged Dai Qisi: "I only use my mouth to deal with women, if I deal with men, or her mouth is more powerful."

Most of the people in the hall were cultivators, and no one heard the subtext in his words for a while, but even so, Dai Qisi was almost dying of shame and couldn't help but glared at him fiercely.

The white-robed old man didn't understand either, just when he was impatient, his eyes fell on the little dragon girl in Song Qingshu's arms, and he couldn't help showing a look of doubt: "Why did the descendants of the ancient tomb sect mix with the Jinren Tartar? already?"

Although he didn't know Xiaolongnv, he still recognized the other person's method of breathing luck at a glance. It was undoubtedly the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra", and his face was a little ugly for a while.

How could Lin Chaoying be so elegant back then, how could her descendants make friends with Jin Ren?

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Miss Long and I just met by chance. Just now, I saw these stinky Taoist masters and disciples from Quanzhen Sect swarming up to bully her, a weak woman, and that's how I rescued her."

The white-robed old man looked at Xiao Longnv carefully, nodded and said, "Yes, she was indeed injured by Quanzhen's martial arts." Immediately, he looked back at Quanzhen's fifth son: "What he said is true, you people. Did you hurt the girl just by swarming up?"

Quanzhen's five sons looked at each other with embarrassment. Liu Chuxuan replied, "Reporting to the seniors, we did a lot of work on Miss Long because of a misunderstanding. We are really sorry for Miss Long."

The white-robed old man wondered: "Speaking of you are also her elders. To deal with a little girl, you need the five of you to join forces? Do you need the help of other disciples?"

Hearing the strange meaning in his tone, Liu Chuxuan didn't think much of it, and subconsciously replied: "Dragon girl is skilled in swordsmanship, and fighting alone, we are far from her opponents." At the same time, he showed a look of shame.

The white-robed old man murmured to himself: "Lin Chaoying's descendant is actually so powerful?" His tone seemed to be full of chagrin and unwillingness.

When these words fell in the ears of Quanzhen's five sons, he felt that he had lost Master's face, and he felt ashamed for a while.

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"Do you know the patriarch and mother-in-law?" Xiao Longnv asked weakly with her eyes wide open.

"It's not just acquaintance." The white-robed old man sighed and quickly came to his senses. After all, this trip was important, he looked back at Song Qingshu, frowned and said, "You're not going to hold this little girl and fight me. Bar?"

Song Qingshu knew that his martial arts skills were great, so he didn't dare to trust him. He hurriedly handed the little dragon girl over to Dai Qisi, and said to her and Pucha Qiucao, "Help me take good care of her."

When the two women took Xiaolongnu to the side, Song Qingshu began to concentrate on looking at the old man in white robe.

At this moment, Kung Fu Ouyang Feng finally straightened out the disordered True Qi in his body, and was able to remind him, "Be careful, brother, he is..."

Ouyang Feng suddenly stopped talking. It turned out that he suddenly realized that if he said that person's name, it would probably affect Song Qingshu's mentality in the decisive battle. After all, that person's name was too loud, and it had become a legend in the arena. , whoever encounters him will be short three points first.

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