Flower Stealing Master Chapter 974: The first move flag

Ouyang Feng stopped talking, and aroused the interest of everyone in the temple. Not to mention Jin Guo and his party, even Quanzhen Sect people were very curious about the identity of the person, but he didn't say half of it. Let a bunch of people wait angrily and anxiously. ?(?([[

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Brother Feng, you don't need to say that I probably know who he is, don't worry, it is still uncertain who wins and loses in this battle."

If you can hit Ouyang Feng with one move, looking at the entire martial arts, even Zhang Sanfeng might not be able to do it. The only possibility is that the opponent's martial arts just restrained Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng’s toad skill is very magical, but the only drawback is that he has accumulated too long, so he was restrained by a yang finger to a certain extent. This is the saying of "Nanhuo Kexijin" circulated in the martial arts, but one Between the master of Lantern Xiu base and Ouyang Feng is no match, even if the martial arts defeats Ouyang Feng, it is absolutely impossible to hurt Ouyang Feng with one move. As for the other masters of Yiyang finger in Dali, the highest level of cultivation is in Tianlong Temple, and Song Qingshu thought back then. I went to steal the "Six Meridian Sword" sword script and fought with the group of monks in Tianlong Temple. I knew the cultivation of those people. No one had the ability to hurt Ouyang Feng.

Another Yang pointed out that martial arts was far above Ouyang Feng. There was only one person in the whole arena, and that was Wang Chongyang's supernatural power.

Although it is rumored that he was dead long ago, the world of 14 golden books can be integrated together, and Song Qingshu will not be surprised what happens.

Ouyang Feng was taken aback when he heard Song Qingshu's words, and then nodded: "Yes, my current cultivation base may not be lost to him."

The white-robed old man suddenly became interested, and he laughed and said: "I thought you would only speak up at a young age, but since Mr. Ouyang also said the same, your martial arts must be extraordinary, the old man would like to see it. Well, you are a junior in martial arts, the old man will let you three tricks first."

Qiu Chuji hurriedly reminded: "Senior, be careful, this man has a high level of martial arts that we have never seen before. His volley sword technique is really unpredictable!" Song Qingshu had controlled a dozen swords before. The Hundred Daoists came and went freely in the encirclement, and the impression left on them was really shocking.

The old man in the white robe didn't care, put his hands behind him, and said proudly: "The old man really wants to see."

Song Qingshu was not happy because he could make the move first, but rather slandered. He watched so many movies and television works in his previous life. Anyone who made the move first, even if the move is gorgeous, is just to set off another person. This f1ag It's really not standing up.

However, he quickly distinguished between the reality and the illusory world. Since he was asked to make the move first, this advantage should not be taken for nothing.

"In that case, I'm not welcome."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to the void, and the three-handed sword that fell on the ground suddenly flew into the air. The tip of the sword trembled slightly against the white-robed old man, and the sound of dragons continued to be heard.

Sure enough, the white-robed old man was a little moved. There are no masters of swordsmanship in the arena, but it seems that I have never seen a sword in the air like this.

"I don't take advantage of you. There are three swords here, even if I have made three moves." Song Qingshu just reached out and pressed it. The three long swords that have been stored for a long time looked like three meteors turning white. The robed old man flew away.

"Senior, be careful!"

Quanzhen five sons exclaimed in unison. The power of this trick made them feel palpitated from the side. They knew that if they and the white-robed old man were changing places, they would probably move all together under this powerful pressure. Unable to move, the terrifying aura from the sound of the sword, not to mention the flesh and blood, even if the Sanqing statue in the hall was hit frontally, it would probably be turned into powder.

Daiqisi’s expression is complicated. Song Qingshu’s hand is too amazing. She has a special status. She has seen countless masters over the years, but the only people who can barely compare with him are Yang Dingtian and Zhang Wuji. There is also Huo Shan, the old man in the mountains of the Persian General Altar. As for the Treasure Tree King and the Three Envoys, I am afraid that they are not worthy of even giving him shoes.

Pu Cha Qiucao was completely overwhelmed by Song Qingshu today. I thought that fortunately my brother was not here, otherwise he saw this scene and thought of himself as the number one master of the Kingdom of Jin for all these years, and he still had to find a ground drill. Go in? Tang Kuo argued that this man's city palace was really deep enough, and he kept a low profile for so many years, but the result was nothing but a blockbuster.

Little Dragon Girl’s mind is much simpler. She is seriously injured and her beautiful eyes are half-open and half-closed. It's just that this battle is related to the savior, so she started to watch the battle mentally, but she was more of it. Turning his gaze to the white-robed old man, he was puzzled: "This man's figure is so familiar. I should have seen it somewhere, but why can't I remember it."

"Good job!"

I saw the white-robed old man made a leisurely comment, before reaching out, his sleeves were rolled up in front of him, and the three menacing long swords seemed to be manipulated by an irresistible force, and they were all retracted into his sleeves. In~IndoMTL.com~Dangdang!

Several clear noises came. It turned out to be the sound of the old white robe shaking his sleeves and the three long swords falling to the ground.

Everyone looked at the three long swords, and saw that the few swords that were gleaming before are now bleak, all twisted lying on the ground quietly like twists, can't help but exclaim.

Daiqisi can't help looking at Song Qingshu's back with worry, the other party easily took this trick, he is probably today...

Pu Cha Qiucao also frowned slightly, wondering why there are so many masters in the Central Plains martial arts, Tang Kuo's martial arts is so high, the other party actually has an unfathomable master that can be matched, in case Tang Kuo's debate is unfavorable. We can only rely on three thousand elite soldiers to swarm up, no matter what the master, he will be chopped into meat sauce.

On the contrary, it is the little dragon girl Gujing Bubo. In her opinion, life and death are irrelevant. Moreover, whoever wins or loses between these two people is not a mistake.

Song Qingshu didn't show too much unexpected look. If he guessed right, the other party was really that person, of course this trick won't hurt him.

The white-robed old man said loudly: "Boy, your swordsmanship can be called a magical skill, but it's a pity that there are too many tricks."

Song Qingshu shook his head: "It just ran into your Excellency. Looking at the whole arena, the trick just now is enough to deal with most people."

The old man in the white robe pondered for a moment, then slightly nodded: "Yes, there are really not many people in the whole rivers and lakes who can take this trick from you."

Song Qingshu replied: "Your Excellency has let me, now you are welcome."

The white-robed old man smiled slightly: "Okay, since you just made three swords, the old man will return you three fingers." He stretched out his fingers and tapped three times in the space. The three strands suddenly became thick and unresistible. The air flow rushed to Song Qing's writing door. 8More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy