Chapter 973
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Ouyang Feng was impressed by the martial arts displayed by his opponent just now, because he had experienced it more than once.
"But the man was dead..." Ouyang Feng looked at the other side in disbelief for a moment.
Song Qingshu looks dignified finally, can't help but ask: "brother Feng, how are you now?"
Ouyang Feng shook his head slightly, bit his teeth, and finally squeezed out a few words: "not very good..."
Not only is it not so good, he can even feel the real madness in his body. If he hadn't been practicing the nine Yin manual practice in recent years, he would have shifted the hole between haste and hurriedly. I'm afraid that the other finger just broke his decades of hard work.
"One Yang finger!"
Ouyang Feng was used by Wang Chongyang to break the toad skill. After years of hard training, he came back. How could he not recognize this skill? It's obvious that this man is not Yideng master, or the monks of Tianlong temple in Dali. Moreover, whether he is Yideng master or Kurong Zen master, who has the highest Yiyang finger level in Tianlong temple, it's impossible to hurt him in one move. So who is this man? If you rule out all the impossibilities, the answer is ready.
"Although Mr. Ouyang is known as a Western poison in the river and lake, his behavior is not in vain for a generation of masters. He used to be a very superior figure. Why is he now willing to degenerate and become the eagle dog of Tartars in the kingdom of Jin?" Said the old man in white.
Ouyang Feng's face was hot, and his real Qi was in a mess. He couldn't open his mouth for a moment. Song Qingshu asked, "who are you and why are you against us?" Because the other side has a great reputation, how to speak for Ouyang Feng is of no help. It's better to change the topic directly.
The white robed old man snorted coldly: "it doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I hate Tartars most in my life."
Song Qingshu's breath choked, and his stomach was filled with indignation. People's heart was in Cao Ying and their heart was in Han Dynasty. Oh, no, they were in Cao Ying and their heart was in Han Dynasty.
Of course, the reason can not be explained to others, song Qingshu is not willing to explain.
The white robed old man looked him up and down: "look at you, you should be a senior official of the state of Jin."
"I'm flattered, but now I'm the Minister of the state of Jin and the marshal of the capital." Song Qingshu thought that since he wanted to perform, the play must be well done, and the momentum must not be weakened.
The old man in the white robe was stunned and said angrily, "I'm really ashamed. I think I'm a villager in the mountains. Is it so easy to cheat me?"
In his life, he regarded the state of Jin as an enemy, and naturally understood the bureaucratic system of the state of Jin. Shangshuling is the leader of the political situation of the imperial court of Jin, and duyuanshuai is the leader of the military. No matter which one is, he is the most respected and respected person in the state of Jin. Although he has a big beard, I can see that he is not very old. How can he hold such a crucial position, let alone concurrently serve as the leader of the military and government? Is that not to empty the emperor?
Song Qingshu said lightly: "although you are not a villager, it seems that the news is not very well-informed."
The old man in white robe was stunned and surprised to see that no one of his companions was showing a different look. Then he laughed: "it's really hard to find a place to break iron shoes. It's not a waste of time! I've been fighting against the kingdom of Jin all my life. Although I've made some achievements occasionally, it doesn't help the overall situation. I didn't expect that I would catch such a big fish after half of my body was buried in the soil! "
Song Qingshu smiles: "I'm afraid you'll catch a shark and sink yourself in."
The white robed old man snorted: "I'll come to see if your hand Kung Fu is as good as your mouth Kung Fu."
Song Qingshu showed a embarrassed expression and hugged daiqisi: "I can only deal with women and men, or her mouth is more powerful."
Most of the people in the hall were monks. For a moment, no one could recognize the subtext of his words. But even so, Daisy was so ashamed that she couldn't help staring at him.
The old man in white robe didn't understand. Just when he was impatient, his eyes fell on the little dragon girl in Song Qingshu's arms. He couldn't help looking puzzled: "how did the descendants of the ancient tomb sect mix with the Tartars of the Jin Dynasty?"
Although he didn't know little dragon girl, he recognized the way of breathing her luck at a glance. It was the jade girl's Heart Sutra that made her look a little ugly for a moment.
When Lin Chaoying was so beautiful, how could her descendants make friends with Jin people?
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Miss long and I just met by chance. Just now, I saw that these smelly Taoist disciples of Quanzhen sect swarmed up to bully her as much as possible. They just saved her."
The white robed old man looked at XiaoLongNu carefully, nodded and said, "yes, she is really hurt by Quanzhen martial arts." Then he looked back at Quanzhen Wuzi and said, "what he said is true. You people rush up and hurt that girl?"
Quanzhen's five sons looked at each other and were embarrassed one after another. Liu chuxuan replied, "I'll tell you back, because of a misunderstanding, we've done a lot to miss long. We really feel sorry for Miss long."
The old man in White said strangely, "you are also her elders. You need five of you to deal with a little girl? Do you need the help of other disciples? "
Recognizing the strange meaning in his tone, Liu chuxuan didn't think much about it. He subconsciously replied, "Dragon Girl's sword skill is magical. We are far from her opponent." And a look of shame.
The old man in the white robe muttered to himself, "how can Lin Chaoying's descendants be so powerful?" The tone seemed to be full of chagrin and reluctance.
These words fell in the ears of Quanzhen Wuzi. He immediately felt ashamed of his master.
"Do you know grandmothers?" Little dragon girl asked weakly with her eyes wide open.
"It's not just knowledge." The white robed old man sighed and soon recovered. After all, this business is very important. Looking back at Song Qingshu, he frowned and said, "you're not going to hold this little girl and fight with me, are you?"
Song Qingshu knew that he was very good at martial arts, so he didn't dare to trust him. He quickly handed XiaoLongNu to daiqisi and said to her and puchaqiucao, "help me take good care of her."
When the two girls took little dragon girl to one side, song Qingshu began to pay close attention to the white robed old man. The other side stood there casually, as if they were integrated with heaven and earth, which made him secretly frightened.
At this moment, Ouyang Feng finally straightened out the disordered 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 the name of the man, it might affect the mentality of song Qingshu's decisive battle. After all, the name of the man was so loud that it had become a legend in the Jianghu. Anyone who met him would lose three points in momentum.
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Ouyang Feng was impressed by the martial arts displayed by his opponent just now, because he had experienced it more than once.
"But the man was dead..." Ouyang Feng looked at the other side in disbelief for a moment.
Song Qingshu looks dignified finally, can't help but ask: "brother Feng, how are you now?"
Ouyang Feng shook his head slightly, bit his teeth, and finally squeezed out a few words: "not very good..."
Not only is it not so good, he can even feel the real madness in his body. If he hadn't been practicing the nine Yin manual practice in recent years, he would have shifted the hole between haste and hurriedly. I'm afraid that the other finger just broke his decades of hard work.
"One Yang finger!"
Ouyang Feng was used by Wang Chongyang to break the toad skill. After years of hard training, he came back. How could he not recognize this skill? It's obvious that this man is not Yideng master, or the monks of Tianlong temple in Dali. Moreover, whether he is Yideng master or Kurong Zen master, who has the highest Yiyang finger level in Tianlong temple, it's impossible to hurt him in one move. So who is this man? If you rule out all the impossibilities, the answer is ready.
"Although Mr. Ouyang is known as a Western poison in the river and lake, his behavior is not in vain for a generation of masters. He used to be a very superior figure. Why is he now willing to degenerate and become the eagle dog of Tartars in the kingdom of Jin?" Said the old man in white.
Ouyang Feng's face was hot, and his real Qi was in a mess. He couldn't open his mouth for a moment. Song Qingshu asked, "who are you and why are you against us?" Because the other side has a great reputation, how to speak for Ouyang Feng is of no help. It's better to change the topic directly.
The white robed old man snorted coldly: "it doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I hate Tartars most in my life."
Song Qingshu's breath choked, and his stomach was filled with indignation. People's heart was in Cao Ying and their heart was in Han Dynasty. Oh, no, they were in Cao Ying and their heart was in Han Dynasty.
Of course, the reason can not be explained to others, song Qingshu is not willing to explain.
The white robed old man looked him up and down: "look at you, you should be a senior official of the state of Jin."
"I'm flattered, but now I'm the Minister of the state of Jin and the marshal of the capital." Song Qingshu thought that since he wanted to perform, the play must be well done, and the momentum must not be weakened.
The old man in the white robe was stunned and said angrily, "I'm really ashamed. I think I'm a villager in the mountains. Is it so easy to cheat me?"
In his life, he regarded the state of Jin as an enemy, and naturally understood the bureaucratic system of the state of Jin. Shangshuling is the leader of the political situation of the imperial court of Jin, and duyuanshuai is the leader of the military. No matter which one is, he is the most respected and respected person in the state of Jin. Although he has a big beard, I can see that he is not very old. How can he hold such a crucial position, let alone concurrently serve as the leader of the military and government? Is that not to empty the emperor?
Song Qingshu said lightly: "although you are not a villager, it seems that the news is not very well-informed."
The old man in white robe was stunned and surprised to see that no one of his companions was showing a different look. Then he laughed: "it's really hard to find a place to break iron shoes. It's not a waste of time! I've been fighting against the kingdom of Jin all my life. Although I've made some achievements occasionally, it doesn't help the overall situation. I didn't expect that I would catch such a big fish after half of my body was buried in the soil! "
Song Qingshu smiles: "I'm afraid you'll catch a shark and sink yourself in."
The white robed old man snorted: "I'll come to see if your hand Kung Fu is as good as your mouth Kung Fu."
Song Qingshu showed a embarrassed expression and hugged daiqisi: "I can only deal with women and men, or her mouth is more powerful."
Most of the people in the hall were monks. For a moment, no one could recognize the subtext of his words. But even so, Daisy was so ashamed that she couldn't help staring at him.
The old man in white robe didn't understand. Just when he was impatient, his eyes fell on the little dragon girl in Song Qingshu's arms. He couldn't help looking puzzled: "how did the descendants of the ancient tomb sect mix with the Tartars of the Jin Dynasty?"
Although he didn't know little dragon girl, he recognized the way of breathing her luck at a glance. It was the jade girl's Heart Sutra that made her look a little ugly for a moment.
When Lin Chaoying was so beautiful, how could her descendants make friends with Jin people?
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Miss long and I just met by chance. Just now, I saw that these smelly Taoist disciples of Quanzhen sect swarmed up to bully her as much as possible. They just saved her."
The white robed old man looked at XiaoLongNu carefully, nodded and said, "yes, she is really hurt by Quanzhen martial arts." Then he looked back at Quanzhen Wuzi and said, "what he said is true. You people rush up and hurt that girl?"
Quanzhen's five sons looked at each other and were embarrassed one after another. Liu chuxuan replied, "I'll tell you back, because of a misunderstanding, we've done a lot to miss long. We really feel sorry for Miss long."
The old man in White said strangely, "you are also her elders. You need five of you to deal with a little girl? Do you need the help of other disciples? "
Recognizing the strange meaning in his tone, Liu chuxuan didn't think much about it. He subconsciously replied, "Dragon Girl's sword skill is magical. We are far from her opponent." And a look of shame.
The old man in the white robe muttered to himself, "how can Lin Chaoying's descendants be so powerful?" The tone seemed to be full of chagrin and reluctance.
These words fell in the ears of Quanzhen Wuzi. He immediately felt ashamed of his master.
"Do you know grandmothers?" Little dragon girl asked weakly with her eyes wide open.
"It's not just knowledge." The white robed old man sighed and soon recovered. After all, this business is very important. Looking back at Song Qingshu, he frowned and said, "you're not going to hold this little girl and fight with me, are you?"
Song Qingshu knew that he was very good at martial arts, so he didn't dare to trust him. He quickly handed XiaoLongNu to daiqisi and said to her and puchaqiucao, "help me take good care of her."
When the two girls took little dragon girl to one side, song Qingshu began to pay close attention to the white robed old man. The other side stood there casually, as if they were integrated with heaven and earth, which made him secretly frightened.
At this moment, Ouyang Feng finally straightened out the disordered 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 the name of the man, it might affect the mentality of song Qingshu's decisive battle. After all, the name of the man was so loud that it had become a legend in the Jianghu. Anyone who met him would lose three points in momentum.
Ouyang Feng was impressed by the martial arts displayed by his opponent just now, because he had experienced it more than once."But the man was dead..." Ouyang Feng looked at the other side in disbelief for a moment.Song Qingshu looks dignified finally, can't help but ask: "brother Feng, how are you now?"Ouyang Feng shook his head slightly, bit his teeth, and finally squeezed out a few words: "not very good..."Not only is it not so good, he can even feel the real madness in his body. If he hadn't been practicing the nine Yin manual practice in recent years, he would have shifted the hole between haste and hurriedly. I'm afraid that the other finger just broke his decades of hard work."One Yang finger!"Ouyang Feng was used by Wang Chongyang to break the toad skill. After years of hard training, he came back. How could he not recognize this skill? It's obvious that this man is not Yideng master, or the monks of Tianlong temple in Dali. Moreover, whether he is Yideng master or Kurong Zen master, who has the highest Yiyang finger level in Tianlong temple, it's impossible to hurt him in one move. So who is this man? If you rule out all the impossibilities, the answer is ready."Although Mr. Ouyang is known as a Western poison in the river and lake, his behavior is not in vain for a generation of masters. He used to be a very superior figure. Why is he now willing to degenerate and become the eagle dog of Tartars in the kingdom of Jin?" Said the old man in white.Ouyang Feng's face was hot, and his real Qi was in a mess. He couldn't open his mouth for a moment. Song Qingshu asked, "who are you and why are you against us?" Because the other side has a great reputation, how to speak for Ouyang Feng is of no help. It's better to change the topic directly.The white robed old man snorted coldly: "it doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I hate Tartars most in my life."Song Qingshu's breath choked, and his stomach was filled with indignation. People's heart was in Cao Ying and their heart was in Han Dynasty. Oh, no, they were in Cao Ying and their heart was in Han Dynasty.Of course, the reason can not be explained to others, song Qingshu is not willing to explain.The white robed old man looked him up and down: "look at you, you should be a senior official of the state of Jin.""I'm flattered, but now I'm the Minister of the state of Jin and the marshal of the capital." Song Qingshu thought that since he wanted to perform, the play must be well done, and the momentum must not be weakened.The old man in the white robe was stunned and said angrily, "I'm really ashamed. I think I'm a villager in the mountains. Is it so easy to cheat me?"In his life, he regarded the state of Jin as an enemy, and naturally understood the bureaucratic system of the state of Jin. Shangshuling is the leader of the political situation of the imperial court of Jin, and duyuanshuai is the leader of the military. No matter which one is, he is the most respected and respected person in the state of Jin. Although he has a big beard, I can see that he is not very old. How can he hold such a crucial position, let alone concurrently serve as the leader of the military and government? Is that not to empty the emperor?Song Qingshu said lightly: "although you are not a villager, it seems that the news is not very well-informed."The old man in white robe was stunned and surprised to see that no one of his companions was showing a different look. Then he laughed: "it's really hard to find a place to break iron shoes. It's not a waste of time! I've been fighting against the kingdom of Jin all my life. Although I've made some achievements occasionally, it doesn't help the overall situation. I didn't expect that I would catch such a big fish after half of my body was buried in the soil! "Song Qingshu smiles: "I'm afraid you'll catch a shark and sink yourself in."The white robed old man snorted: "I'll come to see if your hand Kung Fu is as good as your mouth Kung Fu."Song Qingshu showed a embarrassed expression and hugged daiqisi: "I can only deal with women and men, or her mouth is more powerful."Most of the people in the hall were monks. For a moment, no one could recognize the subtext of his words. But even so, Daisy was so ashamed that she couldn't help staring at him.The old man in white robe didn't understand. Just when he was impatient, his eyes fell on the little dragon girl in Song Qingshu's arms. He couldn't help looking puzzled: "how did the descendants of the ancient tomb sect mix with the Tartars of the Jin Dynasty?"Although he didn't know little dragon girl, he recognized the way of breathing her luck at a glance. It was the jade girl's Heart Sutra that made her look a little ugly for a moment.When Lin Chaoying was so beautiful, how could her descendants make friends with Jin people?Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Miss long and I just met by chance. Just now, I saw that these smelly Taoist disciples of Quanzhen sect swarmed up to bully her as much as possible. They just saved her."The white robed old man looked at XiaoLongNu carefully, nodded and said, "yes, she is really hurt by Quanzhen martial arts." Then he looked back at Quanzhen Wuzi and said, "what he said is true. You people rush up and hurt that girl?"Quanzhen's five sons looked at each other and were embarrassed one after another. Liu chuxuan replied, "I'll tell you back, because of a misunderstanding, we've done a lot to miss long. We really feel sorry for Miss long."The old man in White said strangely, "you are also her elders. You need five of you to deal with a little girl? Do you need the help of other disciples? "Recognizing the strange meaning in his tone, Liu chuxuan didn't think much about it. He subconsciously replied, "Dragon Girl's sword skill is magical. We are far from her opponent." And a look of shame.The old man in the white robe muttered to himself, "how can Lin Chaoying's descendants be so powerful?" The tone seemed to be full of chagrin and reluctance.These words fell in the ears of Quanzhen Wuzi. He immediately felt ashamed of his master."Do you know grandmothers?" Little dragon girl asked weakly with her eyes wide open."It's not just knowledge." The white robed old man sighed and soon recovered. After all, this business is very important. Looking back at Song Qingshu, he frowned and said, "you're not going to hold this little girl and fight with me, are you?"Song Qingshu knew that he was very good at martial arts, so he didn't dare to trust him. He quickly handed XiaoLongNu to daiqisi and said to her and puchaqiucao, "help me take good care of her."When the two girls took little dragon girl to one side, song Qingshu began to pay close attention to the white robed old man. The other side stood there casually, as if they were integrated with heaven and earth, which made him secretly frightened.At this moment, Ouyang Feng finally straightened out the disordered 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 the name of the man, it might affect the mentality of song Qingshu's decisive battle. After all, the name of the man was so loud that it had become a legend in the Jianghu. Anyone who met him would lose three points in momentum.
