The roof of Ouyang Feng's study was in a mess, as if it had been swept by a big storm. Only a few beams were left. A black shadow flew up to the roof at an extremely fast speed, standing at an angle with Ouyang Feng and Guo Jing.
Three-party opposition.
At the far end were the five people headed by Yang Guo and Zhu Ziliu, who had a confused aura and disheveled hair. At this time, several people also stopped what they were doing and stared at the man in black who came up from behind.
"Qiu Qianren!!"
Seeing the person coming, Guo Jing's pupils shrank suddenly and he cried out.
His heart was also sinking. If he could not escape from this battle smoothly, the fate of himself and Zhu Ziliu could be imagined. Qiu Qianren was not just a cat or a dog, he was a proper quasi-five-jue. It was actually true that he was a quasi-five-jue.
Otherwise, after spending more than ten years under a lamp holder, Qiu Qianren's iron palm skills at this time are definitely not half weaker than the other five skills. Maybe Guo Jing and Hong Qigong's palm power is slightly better than him.
Others are not good at palm skills. In the later stage of the Divine Eagle, Qiu Qianren fought for a whole day and night with Jinlun Dharma King, who had just emerged from the magic power.
He escaped and died in Yideng's arms.
You must know that this is the result of a head-on confrontation with Jinlun Dharma King. Even for a moment, the old naughty boy and Huang Yaoshi did not dare to confront Jinlun Dharma King head-on. At this time, do they dare to say that Qiu Qianren is not better than Wu Jue?
His strength is definitely underestimated. Everyone only knows that he has a quasi-five-level strength, but in fact, people have already caught up with him without realizing it.
Guo Jing had fought against Qiu Qianren when he was young. At that time, Guo Jing was not Qiu Qianren's opponent. Now more than ten years have passed, and it is not known how far his skills have reached at this moment. Guo Jing has fallen into an unprecedented desperate situation.
Not as solemn as Guo Jing's expression, Ouyang Feng smiled slightly when he saw the person coming, and his gaze became more and more dangerous as he stared at Guo Jing.
Ouyang Feng's internal injuries have not yet healed. He was fighting Guo Jing just now while suppressing the boiling energy and blood. But even so, Guo Jing couldn't find any clues. Otherwise, Ouyang Feng is the real old fox.
Seams are tight and watertight.
At this time, Qiu Qianchi was also pushed out by Gongsun Lv'e and was sitting in a wheelchair. When she saw Guo Jing, the ugly old woman immediately shouted: "Second brother! Kill him! Revenge for the eldest brother!!"
The latter's eyes became increasingly gloomy as he stared at Guo Jing. Seeing this, Ouyang Feng laughed silently and said to Yang Guo who was standing at the end of the room: "Guo'er, today is the day Guo Jing will die, kill him!"
Yang Guo looked at Guo Jing with a complicated expression, and the latter just happened to look over. The eyes of the two uncles and nephews met in the air, and there was an unexplainable meaning in it. Guo Jing knew that he could not be kind, so he looked at Yang Guo decisively, and followed
Then he used both palms and rushed towards Yang Guo preemptively, intending to save Zhu Ziliu in one fell swoop and then escape.
"Huh! Brother Qiu, why don't you take action yet?" Ouyang Feng's light words reached Qiu Qianren's ears accurately.
The latter stared at Guo Jing with a fierce look in his eyes, and quickly chased after Guo Jing. He broke a beam with his feet, jumped up high, and struck Guo Jing in the back with the force of the steel palm of his right hand.
Guo Jing heard the strong wind whistling behind him, and his expression changed drastically. He immediately turned around and faced Qiu Qianren with one palm.
boom!!
The two palms collided, and there was a huge roar in an instant. The roof centered on the two of them began to collapse in all directions. The two of them were also rushed to the bottom of the house by the collapsed beams. As early as the moment when the roof collapsed, Ouyang Feng had already
Flying backwards on tiptoes.
Yang Guo, Zhu Ziliu and others also jumped off the roof with horrified expressions.
But the moment Guo Jing and Qiu Qianren were about to fall, they exchanged seven or eight palms in mid-air. Qiu Qianren struck out with fatal blows, a pair of iron palms aimed at Guo Jing's vital parts.
The two of them actually created a vacuum zone in mid-air.
The whistling and crisscrossing palms shook the beams and broken tiles away, unable to get close to the two of them.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the fragile roof finally collapsed, and two figures made bursts of thunder inside the house. Ouyang Feng stood outside and stared at the smoke-filled back room, his eyes uncertain, and he was not in a hurry to go up.
He stepped forward to help, but chose to wait and see quietly.
He has his own selfish motives for sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight. Qiu Qianren is not weak. Guo Jing will definitely be seriously injured if he wants to capture him. At that time, he will take action to kill the two of them to avoid future troubles.
Yes, Qiu Qianren, there is no way Ouyang Feng can let this person go. Even if he kills the donkey and kills him after he has finished using it, Qiu Qianchi will never survive tonight, and Ouyang Feng, their whole family, will have to eradicate him.
This is Ouyang Feng, who is like a poisonous snake, with a very vicious heart. As the saying goes, people like Ouyang Feng are the heroes of our time.
At this moment, Yang Guo and Zhu Ziliu also began their second round of confrontation. With the help of four shadow guards, Yang Guo fought extremely easily. Ouyang Feng could see that Zhu Ziliu would be captured alive by Yang Guo in less than thirty moves.
So don't pay too much attention to it.
Looking at Ouyang Feng standing motionless outside the house, Qiu Qianchi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately shouted: "Ouyang Feng! What did we say back then?! Do you want to enjoy the benefits of being a fisherman?!"
Qiu Qianren, who was having a fierce battle with Guo Jing, tightened his face when he heard this. He glanced at the unmoved Ouyang Feng, who laughed loudly: "Sister Qiu, if we have already formed an alliance, how could I possibly do it?"
Are you just watching Brother Qiu do his best and turning a blind eye? Just wait, I will have my own plans."
After saying that, he rushed towards the side room. In just two breaths, he saw Ouyang Feng holding an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard out of the room.
"Guo Jing! Look who is this person in my hand?" Ouyang Feng held the old monk in one hand and shouted to Guo Jing with a big smile.
The latter glanced at him and immediately exclaimed: "Master Yideng?!"
After speaking, his movements paused for a moment, and then the sharp-eyed Qiu Qianren seized the opportunity to attack again and again. Guo Jing was temporarily suppressed by Qiu Qianren and beat him. Ouyang Feng couldn't help but sneer.
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Not far away, Zhu Ziliu screamed in shock when he saw the old man in Ouyang Feng's hand. His heart was shaken, and the moves in his hand became messy, making his situation even more precarious.
After a few "swish" sounds, Zhu Ziliu's body was frequently injured, but his defense was broken by the shadow guard's swords. Fortunately, he avoided the vital points in time, and it was only a skin injury.
Master Yideng's whole body was sealed by Ouyang Feng's unique technique of 'reversing the meridians', and all his skills were 'wasted'. At this moment, he looked like an old man with no power to bind a chicken.
"Jing'er, disciple, please don't worry about me. This is what I ordered you to do. Ci'en, put down the butcher knife. I am willing to bear all the past for my teacher. Amitabha..." After Yideng finished speaking, he pointed at himself with two fingers.
The temples of my body are ready to sacrifice life and death.
"Master! No!" Zhu Ziliu cried out sadly with his eyes about to burst.
"Master Yideng! You must not do this!" Guo Jing was also anxious in his heart. As he spoke, he slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, made a circle with his right palm, and with a cry, he pushed it outward and swept his palm in front of him.
A pine tree, with a click, the pine tree shattered into pieces.
It was exactly the "Exalted Dragon Has Regret" in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that Qiu Qianren was temporarily forced back by Guo Jing who burst out.
Zhu Ziliu also tried his best and used what he had learned throughout his life to save his master Yideng.
But after all, he is not as powerful as Guo Jing, and Yang Guo has become a powerful figure at this time, not to mention that there are four powerful shadow guards around him to restrain him, so there is no way he can escape.
During the fierce battle, a "swish" sound was heard. Three fingers of Zhu Ziliu's right hand were cut off by the shadow guard's sword. He cried out in pain, and the judge's pen in his hand could no longer be grasped and fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.
on the ground.
At this time, Yang Guo's killing move had arrived, and his right hand flew toward Zhu Ziliu's wide-open throat with a claw, and his five fingers accurately clasped onto it.
You must know that the human throat is very fragile. Even a person who is skilled in it cannot defend it, let alone Zhu Ziliu who is not skilled in it.
The hands of martial arts practitioners are very strong, and Yang Guo has not yet reached the point where he can send and receive freely, so he will naturally use his full strength during the battle. At this time, it is too late to stop the attack.
But with a "click" sound, Yang Guo twisted the claws of his right hand just slightly, and Zhu Ziliu's throat was crushed by Yang Guo's claws. Red blood flowed out of his mouth instantly, and he was speechless.
"Senior Brother Zhu!!!" Guo Jing's eyes immediately became bloodshot upon seeing this.
At this time, Yideng's hand was also grabbed by Ouyang Feng: "It's not that easy to die."
Looking sadly at his disciple who was taking in less air and outgoing more, Yideng shed tears in both eyes: "Idiot... Idiot..."
"Master...Master, my disciple is one step ahead..." As Yang Guo loosened his paws in panic, Zhu Ziliu fell limply to the ground and glanced at Heilongjiang with nostalgia for the last time.
Under the dark scenery, Zhu Ziliu tilted his head and died...