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Chapter 170 Fighting for Mount Huashan (2)

Not only were they fighting on the mountainside, but also on the peaks of several mountains. There were not a few people fighting each other. No one wanted to be squeezed out, so they had no choice but to speak with their fists. Only the highest mountain peak, the last one.

It was quiet. The Quanzhen Seven Sons were already above, breathing in and out against a wisp of purple clouds, but no one dared to come close to disturb them.

After burning the incense, a tall man wearing gray clothes and a brown face suddenly came up from the foot of the mountain.

The man held a thick, curved black staff, with a smiling human head cast on the staff. What was even weirder was that there were two small silver snakes coiled around the head of the man.

He fought all the way from bottom to top. No matter who was in front of him, he would die in one move if he could not block it. Either his head would be smashed to pieces, or he would be bitten by a snake on his neck. Many people were so frightened that they quickly gave way.

On the way, I was afraid that I would be targeted by this murderous god.

"Old poisonous man, you are so cruel. They are just in front of you, so you beat them to death?"

At this time, another figure chased from behind, and a jade rod just blocked the front of the snake pole, saving a life.

"Hahaha, Seventh Brother, why are you angry over a bunch of trash fish? If you don't like it, I won't do anything! We haven't seen each other since our separation in Huashan for more than 20 years, so we have to get together this time

, it’s not worth hurting our friendship over such a trivial matter.”

"I was no match for Seventh Brother in the last Huashan sword debate. Over the past twenty years or so, Seventh Brother's martial arts has probably far surpassed mine."

Seeing that his snake battle was blocked, Ouyang Feng stopped taking action. With Hong Qigong at the side, taking action by himself was just a waste of energy. If he waited until he reached the top of Mount Huashan and started fighting with others, he would definitely suffer losses.

Hong Qigong heard Ouyang Feng's humility and secretly cursed him as an old fox. He knew that Ouyang Feng was very cunning and cunning, especially in martial arts. He wanted Ouyang Feng to admit that his martial arts skills were not as good as others. Biden

It’s so hard!

Seeing the smile on Ouyang Feng's face, Hong Qigong knew that this old poisonous man might have regained the toad skills that Wang Chongyang had broken.

Hong Qigong suddenly thought of Jingzhou again. He couldn't help but take the big gourd from his back, pulled out the stopper, took a big sip of wine, and laughed, "I'm afraid your toad skills have improved again. Let's go up there later."

, Old beggar should learn a lesson. In this Huashan sword debate, from my point of view, you are the most likely to win the first place."

How could Hong Qigong not see how proud Ouyang Feng was at this time? Since Wang Chongyang's death, this old poisonous man may have thought that he was the best in the world. Later, when the old poisonous man meets Jing Xiaozi, he may be

Fly high and fall miserably.

The smile on Ouyang Feng's face became even thicker, and he said humbly: "Who knows that Seventh Brother can subdue a dragon with eighteen palms, and even Wang Chongyang dare not face him directly? Seventh Brother's words are too modest. After more than twenty years, Seventh Brother must have

My brother's palm skills have already reached the level of proficiency, and he will definitely show off his power in this sword debate. Why don't we brothers hurry up and go up first to see which of our friends are here?"

Hong Qigong said: "Yes, let's compare our foot strength first!"

As soon as Hong Qigong finished speaking, the two of them were like a burst of green smoke, instantly passing by the people on the mountainside and running forward.

At this time, their speed was much faster than before. The rugged and steep mountain road looked like a natural hazard to others, but it had no impact on these two people.

"What a fast speed! I don't know who these two seniors are, but their movements are so good!"

"It's such a steep road, but it's still as smooth as walking on flat ground. Could it be that it's one of the four legendary skills? I guess only those few people have such strength!"

"There really are people with such high kung fu in the world! Only then did I realize that I was sitting in a well and looking at the sky, alas!!!"

Everyone looked up at the two figures running forward quickly. They couldn't help but marvel at first, and then they hurried on, fearing that they would be late and miss this grand event that happens once in decades.

At the foot of Huashan Mountain, Ouyang Ke took several female disciples and snake servants to search everywhere, trying to find Master Jing.

He was not keen on sword discussions, and he knew that at most he could just take a look at things of that level, so Ouyang Ke did not follow Ouyang Feng up, but instead wandered down below.

Suddenly seeing a yellow figure in front of him, he shook his folding fan and showed a smile on his lips.

"Old naughty boy, how did you make the shark obey you?"

There have been too many people coming and going around Huashan these days, and many stalls have been opened at the foot of the mountain, including those buying noodles, resting, and selling small sundries.

There happened to be a lot of masks placed at a nearby stall. Zhou Botong tilted his head, as if he hadn't heard Huang Rong's words, and jumped to the stall, picked up several masks and tried them on, and put one of the black-faced ones on his head.

The ghost smiled and said: "The old naughty boy wants a mask."

Huang Rong bought a grimace mask for Zhou Botong from the stall, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old naughty boy, it's time for you to say it now!"

"Hey, what do you think? This mask is so powerful!" Zhou Botong wore the mask and kept making faces at the people around him. He was having fun and did not answer Huang Rong's words.

A few days ago, Huang Rong and others took a boat from Peach Blossom Island, and happened to meet an old naughty boy riding a whale on the sea. She was amazed by this hand-controlled whale technique, and she couldn't help but think of Jing Zhou.

Huang Rong was really curious about this trick of riding a whale and swimming in the sea. When she got the opportunity today, she couldn't help but ask. Seeing that the old naughty boy was getting carried away, she said again: "Old naughty boy, do you want anything else?

There are also clay figurines at that stall~"

Zhou Botong looked forward and saw that there was indeed a stall selling small sundries.

"Clay figurine, clay figurine, old naughty boy wants clay figurine!"

"Then tell me first, how do you control the shark?"

"I don't know what my good brother's brain is like. Isn't he the one who told the old naughty boy about riding a shark?"

Zhou Botong stopped scaring others and jumped to Huang Rong's side to explain how to control the shark.

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and on the spot he wanted to take Huang Rong to the beach, catch a shark and have a big game with her, and he didn't even bother to discuss the sword in Huashan.

"Haha, Miss Ronger has become even more beautiful after not seeing her for a few days."

At this time, Ouyang Ke slowly walked over from behind and interrupted Zhou Botong's words.

Huang Rong stared and said angrily: "It turns out it's you, a toad. I haven't seen you in the past few days. I don't know how many girls you have captured to be your little wives!"

Ouyang Ke was not annoyed. He waved the female disciple behind him away, waved his fan and said with a smile: "Since meeting Ronger, Ouyang Ke can no longer tolerate other women in his heart. Ronger has misunderstood me."

Huang Rong sneered and asked, "How about you take out your heart and show it to me?"

Ouyang Ke had no choice but to smile bitterly. He didn't know why Huang Rong was so bored with him. His charm didn't work when it came to Huang Rong.

But the more this happened, the more important Huang Rong's position in his heart became, "This joke Ronger made is not funny. I wonder why Mr. Jing is not with you?"


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