Ye Feng and Ouyang Feng agreed on a plan and returned to Yuelai Inn.

The next morning, the breeze was gentle, just like yesterday, Ye Feng avoided the Quanzhen Sect checkpoint again and was in front of the Chongyang Palace. Unlike yesterday, what he shouted this time was: "Wang Chongyang, how dare you fight me?"

The sound was like thunder, like bells and chimes, resounding across Mount Zhongnan and spreading to the foot of Mount Zhongnan, causing all the warriors who covet the Nine Yin to look at each other, thinking in their hearts: Who is so brave, dares to directly kill Chongyang Palace?

The seven sons of Quanzhen came out of the Chongyang Palace one after another, and they were all furious.

Qiu Chuji was so angry that he glared at him and cursed: "My thief, despicable and shameless! The family master is sick, but you are taking advantage of others' danger. What kind of hero is he?! Despicable villain!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he pointed at Qiu Chuji and said, "You understand me very much, it's not bad. I'm just a despicable villain."

All the seven sons of Quanzhen were stunned, as if they had eaten stool, and their faces were extremely wonderful. They just wanted to scold them and swallowed them all.

Because a person who admits frankly that he is despicable and shameless, but does not feel ashamed, but rather takes his pride, no matter how cruel he abuses, it is useless.

Ma Yu shouted coldly: "Design the formation!"

The remaining six sons responded, immediately waved their swords and set out the Tiangang Beidou Formation.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Let's come again? If you don't have new things, you may not be able to do it."

Qiu Chuji shouted coldly: "Hmph, since we know that you have the method of moving the universe, there is a way to restrain you. Today, I will definitely tell you that you will never return! Brothers and sisters, this guy has ulterior motives, so don't show mercy!"

Ye Feng sneered: "Taoism emphasizes tranquility and inaction, indifferent and casual, not killing indiscriminately, and not killing indiscriminately. You are so resentful, so you are considered outsiders?!"

Qiu Chuji said: "Everyone can kill the evil spirits of the Demon Sect!"

I'm really a panacea that is useless.

Ye Feng was speechless and rolled his eyes.

Quanzhen Qizi shouted coldly and was about to activate the Tiangang Beidou Formation.

Ye Feng frowned slightly. He was very confident in himself. Even if he was as Qiu Chuji said, he could not break it, he was confident that he would escape from the Tiangang Beidou. But in this way, not only did the internal energy consumed greatly, but it was contrary to his set goal.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng suddenly sneered and said, "Wang Chongyang, if you dare not fight me, I will go down to Zhongnan Mountain today. But to be honest, you are the best in the world and are not worthy of your name, just a turtle with a head-shrinking!"

There was no movement in the Chongyang Palace.

Ye Feng shook his sword, and his sword light burst into pieces, and he sneered: "Wang Chongyang! If you don't show up again, I'm going to start a big killing!"

A sigh, finally responding.

Wang Chongyang said: "Young Master Ye, you have reached the pinnacle of martial arts at a young age and have also possessed several peerless martial arts. Why should you be obsessed with the Nine Yin? Since you can't escape, then you can enter the door and others stay outside the door."

The seven sons of Quanzhen exclaimed at the same time: "Master!"

Hey. It's just what I want.

Ye Feng was also wondering in his heart. In the midst of laughter, Changqingzi asked Lin Yuantu to compete with swords. In the midst of Ye Man, Long Suit came to challenge him, all of whom were closed and not allowed to others to watch. It seems that this tradition has existed since ancient times.

Then he raised his foot and entered the Chongyang Palace, and the gate slowly closed.

I don’t know whether it was a conversation or a martial arts competition. It lasted for two hours. During this period, the laughter of real people in Chongyang rose and fell, and finally said three times, "Okay, OK, OK", and in their tone, there was joy and appreciation.

Not surprisingly, the storm suddenly changed, and the strong roared violently, and the gate of Chongyang Palace fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Feng's long sword broke from it, the man had already flew backwards, his feet landed on the ground, and he retreated dozens of steps before he could barely stand firm. Wang Chongyang was still sitting on the cushion, but his body bent forward, puffing puffing, and spitting three mouthfuls of blood.

The seventh son of Quanzhen exclaimed, "Master!" They all rushed into the door and rushed forward.

Ye Feng laughed loudly: "The best in the world is nothing more than this!" With a deep laugh of contempt, he kicked his toes on the ground, and the person was already like a cloud, floating out of the Chongyang Palace and flashed down Zhongnan Mountain.

On the afternoon of the same day, Wang Chongyang died of illness. That night, Quanzhen sent all over the place to cry, and the mourning hall was placed in Chongyang Palace. All the seven sons of Quanzhen and Zhou Botong guarded him.

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One day and night.

Thirty miles east of Zhongnan Shandong, there is a long river. A huge ship is parked on the river. The ship is divided into three layers, with interior decoration, luxurious and exquisite. There is no shortage of mellow wine and beauty. There are all kinds of people sitting on the third floor of the ship. Ye Feng and Ouyang Feng are the two.

Singing and dancing, music is pleasant and pleasant.

Even Ye Feng was so immersed in his ears after a music explosion in his previous life. What's more, he was surrounded by a beautiful woman from the Western Regions in Shanghai, with fair skin and high noses and deep eyes, which was definitely different from a Middle-earth woman. However, her appearance was gorgeous and charming, and she also had a unique interest and charm.

The wine is in my mouth, and the beauty is in my arms. This is the most beautiful, but Ye Feng is anxious and can't be beautiful.

He knew that Ouyang Feng was afraid of Wang Chongyang, but what he didn't know was that Ouyang Feng was so afraid of Wang Chongyang.

Since he returned to Zhongnan Mountain the day before yesterday, news of Wang Chongyang's death was reported on the afternoon of the same day. In the evening, the two of them went to Zhongnan Mountain together and saw with their own eyes that the seven sons of Quanzhen put Wang Chongyang's body into the coffin, but Ouyang Feng didn't dare to take action.

Ye Feng was almost crying.

I will leave tomorrow. If Ouyang Feng delays further, then I will be in vain.

No, can't wait any longer!

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Feng looked unhappy and urged again: "Mr. Ouyang, the real person Chongyang is dead, he has no breath, and the body has been put into the coffin for two days. Now there is no doubt. If you still have doubts, you can wait for a few more days, but then you won't wait. Whether you have the help of your Excellency, you will take action tonight!"

Ouyang Feng laughed and said, "Brother Ye, although you have high martial arts skills, you are just not patient. Anyway, I have been waiting for so long, so what if I wait for a few more days?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I am very patient, but I am also afraid that I will weave gold threads every year and make wedding dresses for others. You have also seen that the news of the passing of the real person in Chongyang has spread, and people from the world who are going to Zhongnan Mountain to challenge will be endless. If someone else takes the lead, I am unwilling to accept it."

Ouyang Feng frowned and nodded, "My little brother Ye said so much. Since that's the case, let's do it tonight!"

Ye Feng said happily: "That's great, Mr. Ouyang, let's set off immediately!"

Ouyang Feng waved his hand and smiled and said, "This place is only more than thirty miles away from Zhongnan Mountain, and you can arrive in an instant. It's still early, so why bother to hurry up? Come on, before the action, you and I will celebrate first. Brother Ye, I wish you a cup and wish you a victory in the action!"

After saying that, Ouyang Feng opened a pot of wine again and said with a smile: "This wine is called Zuihuadiao. It takes the essence of a hundred wines and buried it in the snow in Tianshan for eighteen years. So far, there are only a hundred bottles in the world. It is best to celebrate."

As soon as Ouyang Feng opened the bottle stopper, a faint fragrance of wine came to his nose.

Ye Feng praised: "Good wine!"

Ouyang Feng pushed his wine glass forward and raised his hand and said, "Please!"

Ye Feng picked up the wine glass, but did not drink it in one sip. He smiled and said, "The guest follows the host, Mr. Ouyang invites you first!" Beware of abnormal behavior, and the performance was still in place.

Ouyang Feng didn't care either, but instead laughed and raised his glass and drank it all.

Ye Feng's doubts were gone, but he was still worried. He hugged the beautiful woman from the Western Regions beside him, handed the wine glass, and smiled and said, "Beauty, come, let's drink this glass of wine together."

The woman in the Western Regions couldn't understand Chinese, but she knew Ye Feng's meaning. She chuckled charmingly, opened her mouth slightly, and drank half a cup. After a while, there was no abnormality. Ye Feng was relieved and was about to drink the remaining half cup, but the woman in the Western Regions chuckled, drank the remaining half cup, and leaned over to Ye Feng's mouth.

The wine and fragrance came over at the same time.

Um...

Ye Feng was stunned at first, then laughed, stuck out his tongue, and tasted the beautiful tongue. When he enjoyed this beautiful moment, an advertising slogan in his previous life suddenly popped up in his mind: Dove, enjoy the silky smoothness. This wonderful touch is moisturized.

Ouyang Feng laughed: "Since ancient times, heroes are so romantic, Brother Ye has shown his true nature."

Half an hour later, the banquet came to an end. The woman in the Western Region suddenly wailed, and her face turned green in an instant. She spitted a few mouthfuls of blood, and then fell down.

Ye Feng stared at Ouyang Feng in disbelief and said angrily: "You...have you poisoned me?!"
Chapter completed!