At that moment of collision, Ouyang Feng let out a groan and flew backwards, a mouthful of blood spurting out in mid-air. When he landed on the ground, his legs "kicked, kicked, kicked" uncontrollably and he fell back for more than ten steps.
He didn't stabilize his body until he was three feet away from the edge of the cliff. He covered his chest with his right hand and said nothing.
"Peng!"
After a dull sound, a blood arrow shot out from Ouyang Feng's chest. A blood hole as wide as a finger was dripping with blood. He looked at Huang Yaoshi, who was knocked backwards by the force of the counterattack. Although
He retreated a full five or six feet, but under his mysterious and magical footwork, this inner energy was completely resolved.
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Huang Yaoshi's face turned strangely red, then returned to his true color, and said softly: "Ouyang Feng, you have been defeated. If it weren't for the sake of our acquaintance, today would be your death anniversary next year.
Got it!"
Ye Cheng glanced at the two-foot jade flute in Huang Yaoshi's hand. Sure enough, at the other end, it was dyed red for three inches, with drops of blood dripping down the jade flute.
The top of the cliff was originally covered with rubble, but now you can find a larger stone. It is as flat as if someone has shoveled it. However, the mottled cracks on the stone surface prove that there was an earth-shattering battle just now.
Ouyang Feng's legs suddenly gave way and he fell to the ground. He held his hands on the ground, coughed, and vomited out a pool of blood. He said hoarsely and lowly: "Huang Laoxie, how long have we known each other? It seems that I am defeated by you every time.
Li, am I not as good as you?"
Huang Yaoshi took a slow breath to soothe the restless energy and blood in his body, and sighed: "You still can't let go. You have a good talent, but it's a pity that your temper is too stubborn. If you let go of the burden in your heart, I'm afraid
You won’t lose to me every time!”
"Shut up! The grudge between you and me will never be settled. If it weren't for your apprentices Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng, how could my Ke'er die? If someone hadn't told me, I would have been kept in the dark for the rest of my life.
, this hatred is irreconcilable, I will use your blood to make up for it!"
Ouyang Feng's voice gradually became deeper and deeper, seeming to contain endless compassion. His hands dug deeply into the stone surface. Obviously, Ouyang Ke's death had a great impact on him. He who had never been loved by someone, finally found his love.
How could he not feel sad for having such an illegitimate child and then being killed?
Ye Cheng frowned. There seemed to be something wrong with this. When he and the ferocious Little Rabbit killed two people, they did it cleanly and left no trace at all. Otherwise, with the matchmaker's kind of
His temper, how could he not settle the score with him?
Long Xingyun whispered: "It seems that there is really a problem here. Maybe someone came up with a plan to kill two birds with one stone. Could it be Du Xiaosheng?"
Ye Cheng frowned and shook his head. However, this man in the dark actually had such a big hand. He wanted to kill everyone in one go and subvert Peach Blossom Island. It seemed that his plan was not small, and his power was also huge. Just the people on the island
Thousands of masters are enough to frighten the Jiangnan area, not to mention dozens of warships.
"It seems that the situation in Jiangnan is about to change. Unknowingly, someone has grown to the point of controlling the situation. It seems that Jiangnanyu and the others must be more careful!"
Long Xingyun nodded and said: "When this matter is over, I will officially leave the temple and assist them. Without a master to control the situation, sooner or later there will be trouble in Yunfeng Pavilion!"
Ye Cheng nodded, looked at the vast sea behind him, and said: "I guess Jiang Nanyu and the others will be here soon. If you have a chance, just kill Ouyang Feng. After this battle, he is no longer enough to threaten us!"
Long Xingyun slowly pressed the hilt of the sword and laughed in a low voice: "I knew you would not miss this opportunity. Wouldn't it be a shame not to kill the one who came to your door?"
Even Mei Chaofeng himself is a murderer without blinking an eye. Listening to the conversation between Ye Cheng and Long Xingyun, he can't help but feel a chill. Killing is just an extremely natural thing for them. Even if they are ready to take action at this moment,
Sneak attacks and killings are described in an understatement, as if the person you want to kill is not a person, but just a trivial thing.
Ye Cheng gently put Mei Chaofeng down, tightened her robe tightly, and said softly: "Wait for me for a while, and I will come back after I clean up Ouyang Feng!"
"Be careful!"
Ye Cheng nodded, carefully drew out the giant slash, and slowly increased his energy, preparing to give Ouyang Feng a hard blow. If he didn't make a move, it would be a thunderous strike. It must be an instant kill method, otherwise it would be like
Experts like Ouyang Feng want to escape, and they alone cannot keep people behind.
Huang Yaoshi stared at Ouyang Feng for a long time, and then he restrained his murderous intent, let out a long sigh, and said: "I say I want to kill you every time, but I still can't do it. This time I still can't do it.
You'd better leave quickly, it's not peaceful here, they can't find me, but they might want to vent their anger on you, and I'm afraid you won't be a match in your current situation!"
"Do you know? What I hate the most is your attitude. You are aloof and arrogant, but you also seem to be a good person with great kindness. I, Ouyang Feng, do not need your sympathy. One day I will kill you!"
Ouyang Feng's slumped body was trembling with excitement, and his words were filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.
Huang Yaoshi sighed slightly, turned around and walked towards the grove behind him. His slender back looked so lonely, but the attentive Ye Cheng still noticed his fleeting murderous aura and his slightly vain expression.
Even though he concealed his steps very well, he was eventually discovered.
"Huang Yaoshi was injured. Although he concealed it very well, there was still a flaw. Maybe this was the reason why he didn't kill Ouyang Feng just now!"
Long Xingyun nodded and said: "It's possible. After all, there are still many good players on the island. If he is injured too seriously, he may really be buried with the island. Get ready to take action!"
At this moment, they are waiting for the moment when Huang Yaoshi walks into the woods, otherwise Huang Yaoshi will never watch Ouyang Feng being killed, and may even kill them in anger. He is famous for his weird temper.
Yes, otherwise how could it be called Dongxie.
The moment Huang Yaoshi stepped into the grove, a vision suddenly appeared. A ball of cold light suddenly exploded and turned into thousands of light snakes, illuminating every detail of the dark forest.
Ye Cheng and Long Xingyun shrank their heads fiercely, looking at the unexpected change in front of them in astonishment. They immediately knew that the real master of this operation must have arrived, a master who could threaten Huang Yaoshi's life.
This sudden change shocked Huang Yaoshi. However, he was also a master of the generation, so he would not panic. His forward body suddenly retreated, and he swept back without touching the ground. The jade flute in his hand also immediately turned into
A flash of green light and shadow met the fatal attack in front of him.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
There was a dense sound, and the jade flute was as hard as gold and iron, and it intercepted this wave of attacks. However, Huang Yaoshi did not feel uncomfortable, and his slightly withered face also turned strangely rosy, and he heard a low sound.
Roaring like a wounded beast.
Huang Yaoshi retreated, taking every step very carefully. The first step was to withdraw in a straight line, widening the distance between the two, and getting rid of the opponent's sword shadow as quickly as possible. The second step was to draw an arc in mid-air.
It just fell. This arc is quite interesting. In Ye Cheng's eyes, this subtle little movement is very subtle, making it difficult for people to figure out his intentions, and the landing point is also extremely subtle.
The first and second steps are performed in succession, just like a fish shaking its tail, but the third step is the finishing touch. The body sways slightly, like left but not left, like right but not right. In the blink of an eye, Huang Yaoshi
It has transformed into a shooting star, breaking free from the opponent's sword net, like a bird breaking free from its cage, flying away in an instant.
Huang Yaoshi retreated in a subtle and miraculous way, but the man who wielded the sword pursued him ferociously. He rose into the air without saying a word, and the long sword in his hand still had a sharp glow. The strong sword energy gathered and never dispersed, and several rays of light snakes appeared.
He attacked Huang Yaoshi's body, clearly intending to kill him in one fell swoop.
Huang Yaoshi, who was already more injured, snorted coldly, but actually stopped retreating. The jade flute in his hand suddenly disappeared, his palms were folded over each other, and a pink energy appeared out of thin air, gorgeous and colorful, like falling flowers, as bright as a peach blossom.
His body swayed gracefully and softly, and the steps under his feet were even more agile and changeable. Every step was extremely meticulous. After staring at it for a long time, Ye Cheng suddenly felt that Huang Yaoshi in his eyes became strange. Although he was still in front of him,
It was already difficult to grasp his movements.
As Huang Yaoshi unfolded his body skills, he immediately put his opponent into a stalemate. Although the dense and cold sword energy was powerful and powerful, it could never reach the opponent's side. However, Huang Yaoshi's palm skills were elegant and like a horse flying in the sky, without any trace.
Ke Xun, coupled with that magical footwork, immediately reversed the situation between the two.
"Ginger is still spicy when old!" Long Xingyun exclaimed.
Mei Chaofeng on the side immediately noticed something was wrong and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? What happened again?"
Ye Cheng said softly: "Suddenly, another master came and attacked your master. But now we have stabilized our footing and reversed the situation. Nothing will happen!"
While speaking, Huang Yaoshi finally reversed the situation with his strange footwork. He slapped the opponent's long sword back and forth with his palms, and the thousands of sword shadows disappeared in an instant, condensing into a simple long sword.
He swung his right hand in the air, and the pink fallen flower drew a perfect circle. He slapped the sword with his palm, and his left hand quietly popped out. At such a close distance, an astonishing and harsh sound reached everyone's ears.
"The magical power of snapping fingers! This is my master's unique skill. None of my brothers have learned it!" Mei Chaofeng heard the sound and spoke hurriedly.
"bite!"
The man in black blocked the sharp finger with his long sword, stretched out his left hand, and received the palm from Huang Yaoshi. At the moment of contact, there was a look of horror in his eyes, and then he let out a muffled grunt and flew backwards.
He turned back and sprayed a mouthful of blood.
How could Huang Yaoshi let go of this opportunity? He stepped forward and chased away. The shadows of his palms completely blocked the man in black, making it difficult for him to escape. The brilliant color on his palms surged, carrying a majestic force.
The surging energy was drained away, and the dense forest behind the man in black seemed to be blown by a strong wind, with branches and leaves falling off, and several slightly thin trees broken in the middle.
