Ouyang Feng did not use his weapons, and inserted the snake staff aside, and slapped out several palms in a row. The two of them first used quick moves, but they stopped their momentum without clicking them, and tested each other's virtuality and reality. However, even if they tried the moves, as all the top masters in the world, they had profound martial arts hidden in their actions.

When Huang Yaoshi saw the performance of Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong, he shouted in his heart and did not dissuade him. He also wanted to see how these two masters who were as famous as him had made their kung fu in the past twenty years.

Huang Yaoshi's eyes became brighter and brighter. Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were both leaders of the same sect. Both of his martial arts had reached the pinnacle twenty years ago. After discussing swordsmanship in Huashan, he devoted himself to practicing hard, and his kung fu became more and more refined.

After twenty moves, Ouyang Feng realized that something was wrong. He thought that 20 years of hard practice would not only bring back the toad skills, but also make great progress, and he would not lose the disadvantage against other masters among the Five Great Masters. But now he found that Hong Qigong's martial arts improved more and there was a tendency to be gradually suppressed.

Since he was defeated by empty hand, he had to use the power of weapons to take out the snake staff and use a set of staff techniques.

Ouyang Fang's tactics are called the Spirit Snake Staff Technique, which contains stick techniques, stick techniques, and the way of stick techniques. The tricks are complicated. The head of the stick carved a grinning head, with a hideous face, two rows of sharp teeth in his mouth, and they are highly poisonous. When dancing, it looks like a ghost that devours the person when they see him, and there are also mechanisms. With a light press, a vicious hidden weapon will shoot out from the head. What's even more powerful is that the two small snakes with silver scales are wrapped around the stick, winding up and down, swallowing, spitting, stretching, and retracting, which is difficult to guard against.

However, Hong Qigong was still not afraid and had no intention of using weapons. The dog-beating stick was still behind his back, and he still responded with a set of eighteen dragon-subduing palms, and his palms became more and more fierce.

Xu Fang didn't say anything nonsense from beginning to end, but just watched Huang Yaoshi and the others performing quietly, which made Huang Rong a little anxious and asked quietly: "Brother, you just watch this. No matter we play, I don't like Ouyang Ke, I want to marry Brother Jing!" Help,

Xu Fang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I promise you will be with your brother Jing, and no one can stop him?"

"Really?" Huang Rong was a little suspicious, "But you heard just now that my father was going to give three test questions. If you take martial arts, Brother Jing will definitely be fine, but my father insists on taking the textbooks. Brother Jing, isn't it dangerous? If you lose..."

"Silly girl, are you still limited? Why can't you jump out of the exam circle to consider problems? Happiness depends on yourself. When it comes to that point, just elope with your brother Jing, go to a place where your father can't find, and hide when you have a child and bring it back to see your father. Is it that at that time? Your father can still separate you, so as long as you are willing to make up your mind, this is a bet you won't lose."

Huang Rong's eyes lit up and she thought it was a good idea, but then she became a little embarrassed, "Is this a bit too much and not trustworthy? Will it make my father very embarrassed? What do the world think?"

Xu Fang said with some regret, "You are Huang Laoxie's daughter, do you still need to care about other people's opinions? If it really doesn't work, it will be pushed to me. Credit is bullshit to me, and I have always kept my word."

Huang Rong's face was a little weird. She was so righteous when she didn't talk about her credit. But it was okay. Without any worries, the next competition would be regarded as a game!

The two of them fought more than a hundred moves in a blink of an eye. Hong Qigong, who was naked, had already gained the upper hand. One of them was the overlord of the Western Regions martial arts world and the other was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the largest gang in the Central Plains. After the sword contest twenty years ago, both of them had made great progress in both martial arts skills, but now it seems that Hong Qigong is better.

However, Huang Yaoshi looked thoughtful. He could see that if it was half a year ago, his martial arts skills were not much different from those of Ouyang Feng. If he started, it would be a fair situation.

However, since half a year ago, Huang Yaoshi practiced the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect and made rapid progress in just half a year. Now, if he faces Ouyang Feng, he will definitely be sure to defeat him with the exquisite moves. However, if he wants to gain the upper hand, he will definitely not be able to do it within a hundred moves when he is bare-handed, which means that Hong Qigong's martial arts are still above him.

This old man Hua has improved so much martial arts, can he...

Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but think of Xu Fang's summary of martial arts in the world. Although Huang Yaoshi couldn't remember as much as his wife, his memory was extraordinary. I remember that there seemed to be twenty-eight dragon-subduing palms, and a trace of suddenness appeared on his face.

Guo Jing witnessed Huang Yaoshi fighting with Ouyang Feng, and all kinds of exquisite tricks were picked up at will, which made Guo Jing gain a lot and the more he watched it, the more he was surprised.

Now, Guo Jing is not inferior to those of masters like Ouyang Feng in terms of skills and tricks. He is even slightly better in physical fitness, strength and endurance because of practicing Xingyi Prajna Kung Fu. The only thing he lacks is experience. Now two masters demonstrated it on the spot, which made Guo Jing fascinated.

Bang!

Hong Qigong used a move to fight the dragon in Ye and slapped it. Ouyang Feng hurriedly hit the snake staff in his hand to block the palm. At the same time, the two silver snakes wrapped around the snake tent opened their mouths and bit Hong Qigong's palm.

Hong Qigong sneered, and did not take back his hand, but instead added a force. At the same time, the true energy gathered in his palm, emitting a burning breath of strong and yang. The silver snake was half a foot away from Hong Qigong's palm and did not dare to keep approaching.

Hong Qigong also read Xu Fang's summary of martial arts in the world. In addition to the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Dragon, he also practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art. Although it only took two years, Hong Qigong was originally a person with deep internal strength. In addition, both martial arts are extremely strong and have mutually promoted functions. Hong Qigong has already practiced the Nine Yang True Qi.

Ouyang Feng felt as if his hand was holding a soldering iron. In desperation, he pressed the mechanism on the snake's staff directly, and two silver lights shot directly into Hong Qigong's eyes.

Hong Qigong exerted force on his hand, and his body flew backwards, one of them leaned back to avoid two silver lights, and quickly stabilized his body after landing, "Old Du, you are still so sinister, you actually hurt someone with a hidden arrow."

Hong Qigong was angry and was about to take action again, but at this moment, Huang Yaoshi suddenly inserted between the two, "Brother Seven, let's stop here, give me some face, and Brother Feng, don't forget the serious business."

After all, Huang Yaoshi was the master, so he said that. What else could Hong Qigong be able to do? He could only snort coldly. He was very dissatisfied with Huang Yaoshi's slap. Anyone could see that if this competition continues, Ouyang Feng would definitely lose. Huang Yaoshi clearly gave Ouyang Feng a step.

Ouyang Feng was eager to stop the fight. He had already used all his abilities just now, but he was still beaten by Hong Qigong's pair of flesh palms. Knowing that his martial arts skills were not as good as the other party, he would be embarrassing to continue fighting. He hurriedly said, "Brother Yao is right. We are here to propose marriage this time, so how can we lose the big picture because of the small one?"

"Then please ask your two nephews to take a few days off in the morning. I will prepare the test questions and the winner will marry my daughter."

Neither side had any objection, but Zhou Botong, who had been watching the show, came to Guo Jing and said, "Brother, listen to my advice. Women are the most troublesome. It is better not to get married, especially Huang Laoxie's daughter."

Although Zhou Botong's voice was small, he did not deliberately hide it. No one present was a person with profound skills. After hearing it clearly, Huang Yaoshi's face turned dark, "Zhou Botong, you dare to go out privately. Have you forgotten the agreement between us?"

Zhou Botong was not panicked at all and laughed: "I couldn't beat you before, so I was locked in the cave for 15 years by you, but now you are no longer my opponent. If you don't believe me, we will compete with you."

"What a big tone! I want to see how your martial arts are sophisticated? I dare to say such a big talk!"

Huang Yaoshi said as he slapped the sword palm with his own master martial arts, Luoying, and the palm was as sharp as a sword, with complex and fantastic moves. His arms were swinging, and there were palm shadows on all sides, with uncertainty in the virtual and real, like a strong wind suddenly rising in the peach forest and thousands of flowers fell together.

Zhou Botong was not afraid at all. He used different martial arts with both hands, cooperated with each other, and fought with Huang Yaoshi, and the tribe was at a disadvantage at all.

Ouyang Feng looked at Zhou Botong and his face became even more gloomy. He had already found that Hong Qigong's martial arts was already uncomfortable enough, and there was another master. It would be even more difficult to win the world's number one in the Huashan Sword Contest next time. Unless he got the Nine Yin True Sutra or the Nine Yang True Sutra he heard from his nephew Ouyang Ke, he would have a glimmer of hope. In this way, he made up his mind with Ouyang Feng and must not return without success this time.
Chapter completed!