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Chapter 268 The Double Ninth Festival finally arrives ( recommendations plus more updates!)

The two of them first laughed at each other with a few words of ridicule, and then their expressions turned stern at the same time.

Hong Qigong looked at Ouyang Feng and said, "Old Poison, today seems to be August 15th. Should we fight in a spacious place or just here?"

Ouyang Feng pricked up his ears and listened to the loud noises coming from up and down the steep Huashan Mountain. He smiled and said, "It seems that everyone else has already taken action. On the way here, I also saw Wang Chongyang rushing to Chaoyang Peak. I’m afraid those two have decided to fight to the death on Chaoyang Peak, so in that case, we might as well just fight it here.”

"Let me learn from you, have you wasted your time these years?"

"Haha." Hong Qigong laughed loudly, "I will definitely not disappoint you, an old poisoner."

Swish!
  Before he finished speaking, he hit out the dog-beating stick in his hand with great force and heavy force. It hit the void and made a sound like muffled thunder.

Snapped!
  Ouyang Feng raised the snake staff in his hand and faced him. The snake staff intersected with the bamboo stick and made a crisp sound.

Then, the two masters all showed their abilities, and the battle instantly entered a fierce stage.

Hong Qigong's dog-beating stick technique is a secret technique passed down by the Beggar Clan for hundreds of years. Compared to the other secret technique of the Beggar Clan - the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, in terms of the exquisiteness of the moves, it is even better. .

The dog-beating stick in his hand dances, sometimes slowly and sometimes quickly, with extraordinary power, and Ouyang Feng's snake stick is also seen in the world, and few people can match it.

After more than twenty years of silence, the two met again, and crisp sounds continued to sound.

Swish!Swish!
  After fighting dozens of moves, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong, who were originally fighting on the mountain trail, jumped into the air at the same time, and their figures continued to shuttle up and down the Huashan Mountain. The fight was inextricable.

"Haha, old poisoner, today I will let you see the power of my Beggar Clan's dog-beating stick!" Both of them are great masters who have few rivals in the martial arts world. Even though Huashan Mountain is extremely steep, they are so powerful under their feet. Walking on flat ground.

During the fight, all the way up Mount Huashan, Hong Qigong's dog-beating stick technique suddenly changed, and he dropped the stick and laughed even more.

Although Ouyang Feng is a martial arts master who only appeared in the Western Regions for hundreds of years, but in terms of background, compared with Hong Qigong, who inherited the Beggar Clan's hundreds of years of inheritance, he is still inferior to him.

The dog beating stick method is really beyond the reach of his snake stick.

At that moment, Ouyang Feng's figure flashed, and the snake staff was inserted diagonally on his back again. He lay prone on the ground and made a grunting sound from his mouth.

Toad Kung Fu!
  Ouch!

Seeing that Ouyang Feng had even used the Toad Kung Fu, Hong Qigong no longer dared to be careless. He used one hand to use the dog-beating stick technique, and the other hand let out a dragon roar.

Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!
  For more than twenty years, Hong Qigong has lived up to his time. In his hands, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the extremely exquisite dog beating stick technique are almost completely opposite. There is almost a tendency to merge into one.

The right hand is the dog beating stick method, and the left hand is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Gulu!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered on Ouyang Feng's body and condensed into the shape of a giant toad. When the Toad Skill was released, its power was astonishing.

Ouch!

Another dragon roar sounded, and Hong Qigong's palm suddenly turned into a divine dragon with scales and claws, teeth and claws.

The exquisiteness of the dog-beating stick method adds a bit of power to the dragon-shaped energy of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, just like the arrival of a real dragon.

Boom! There was a loud noise that spread throughout Huashan Mountain. Ouyang Feng's Toad Kung Fu and Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms plus Dog Beating Stick Technique were launched almost in no particular order.

The two great masters in the world were facing each other head-on, and when their internal forces collided, a terrifying loud noise was heard.

………………

Chaoyang Peak.

This is the best place to watch the sun in Huashan Mountain. Standing on the balcony, every morning, you can see a scorching sun rising from the sea of ​​clouds, like a fairyland.

Twenty-five years ago, during the first Huashan sword debate, Wuyouzi Zhu Hefeng, Lin Chaoying, Wang Chongyang, Huang Yaoshi, Duan Zhixing, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng and other seven masters fought fiercely on the balcony for seven days and seven nights. Decide the winner.

After that battle, the seven masters were also called the Seven Bests in the world, and they were also called the Seven Star Lords. They were absolutely extraordinary things.

Standing on the balcony, the mountain wind blew with a bit of sharpness, blowing Zhu Hefeng's clothes. This man in a white robe stood on the Huashan Mountain, with an indescribable and unrestrained figure, as if he could become a feather at any time. Fairy.

His eyes were closed tightly, his expression was leisurely and at ease.

Behind Wuyouzi, Li Mochou stood on one side like a blooming peach blossom. She was obviously very close to her master, but Li Mochou felt a very distant feeling in her heart.

It was as if the person in front of him and himself were in two completely different worlds.

"Master." After a long silence, Li Mochou suddenly spoke, with a bit of doubt in her tone, "Are you really sure that Wang Chongyang will come?"

Zhu Hefeng opened his eyes, a trace of light appeared in his eyes, and folded his hands across his chest. He stuck the dark iron halberd on one side and said in a frivolous voice: "Of course, he will definitely come. Otherwise, he wouldn't be Wang Chongyang."

As he spoke, Zhu Hefeng's face showed a bit of amusement, and he said leisurely, "The old beggar Hong Qigong, the old poisoner Ouyang Feng, Brother Huang, Chaoying, and Emperor Duan, who is not an emperor but a monk, all took action. It would be strange if Wang Chongyang didn’t come to me.”

"Not bad at all." Just as Zhu Hefeng was speaking, a deep voice came from his ears.

Swish!
  A black shadow came to Wuyouzi at an extremely fast speed. Li Mochou, who had excellent martial arts skills, had no time to react. When he paid attention again, he saw a figure wearing a dark Taoist robe and holding a With a whisk, the old Taoist priest with white hair and beard appeared next to his master.

Crackling!

Their eyes intertwined, and there was a crisp sound like lightning and flint. Wuyouzi looked at Chongyangzi, and Chongyangzi also looked at Wuyouzi.

In each other's eyes, there was only a strong fighting spirit.

"Haha." After looking at each other for a long time, Wuyouzi withdrew his gaze without hesitation. In addition to the fighting spirit in Chongyangzi's eyes, he also saw a trace of determination to succeed without success.

"Brother Chongyang, I haven't seen you for a while. From the look of you, you seem to want to kill someone!" A somewhat playful voice sounded and fell into Wang Chongyang's ears.

Wang Chongyang gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Yes, I really want to kill people. And not only do I want to kill people, I also want to eat meat and drink blood."

"Needless to say," Wuyouzi smiled without surprise, "The person you want to kill is me, you are eating my flesh, and you are drinking my blood!"

"As long as you understand." Wang Chongyang sneered.

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