"Uncle Master, Western Poison Ouyang Feng entered Mount Zhongnan at night and barged into the Quan Zhen Sect to snatch the Nine Yin Scripture.”
"I implore Martial Uncle to join forces with us to defeat the powerful enemy.”
Hearing this, Li Zhongxuan was astonished.
Ouyang Feng's attack?
Shouldn't he only appear on the day of Wang Chongyang's death?
Thinking about it, Li Zhongxuan understood.
Quan Zhen Sect should have spies in White Camel Mountain Village.
Because of him, Quan Zhen Sect started to cultivate the Nine Yin Manual. This was undoubtedly Ouyang Feng's thunder field.
Therefore, after Ouyang Feng learned that the Quanzhen Seven Sons and even Zhou Botong had made great progress in their martial arts, he was anxious and jealous when he saw the power of the true scriptures.
He was afraid that the gap between him and Wang Chongyang would be even greater.
He was even more envious of the power of the Nine Yin Scripture.
Therefore, when he received the news that Wang Chongyang had left the mountain, he rushed over without stopping.
He wanted to seize the opportunity to snatch the true scripture.
"It seems like I've brought this trouble to Quan Zhen Sect in advance.”
"Since that's the case, let's force them back!”
Li Zhongxuan thought to himself.
He opened the door and stepped out.
After a few leaps, his figure disappeared.
Seeing this, Sun Bu 'er immediately followed.
In front of Chong Yang Hall.
The rest of the Quan Zhen Sect's six disciples were confronting Ouyang Feng. Looking at the mess on the ground and the heavy casualties of their disciples, they were furious.
"Ouyang Feng, you are also a grandmaster.”
"Taking advantage of my master's absence, you started a massacre in Quan Zhen Sect and committed all kinds of crimes. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the martial world if word gets out?”
Facing Qiu Chuji's questioning, Ouyang Feng did not feel ashamed. Instead, he felt proud and laughed loudly.
Then, he said with ridicule and disdain.
"In the martial world, the strong prey on the weak, and the strong are respected.”
"Other people's opinions are just empty reputations.”
"If I cared, why would I make a name for myself?”
"Those who obey me will prosper, and those who resist me will die."
"When I become a great grandmaster, who will dare to interfere?”
"If you know what's good for you, hand over the true scripture. For Wang Chongyang's sake, this seat will be lenient and spare your lives.”
"Don't even think about it!"
Qiu Chuji had a fiery temper.
He was about to fight with his life.
However, he was stopped by Ma Yu, who had always been steady.
"We are no match for this evil thief.”
"Forcefully charging forward will only increase our casualties.”
"Let's stall for time first. When Martial Uncle arrives, we'll work together to repel him.”
Unfortunately,
Because of the spy, Ouyang Feng had long known of Li Zhongxuan's existence.
After all, although the latter kept a low profile and never left the mountain, it was not a secret to Quan Zhen Sect.
His experience in the pugilistic world was incomparable to the fledgling Quan Zhen Seven, so he quickly saw through the latter's plan.
Without a word, he attacked.
The evil wind blew in their faces menacingly.
Ouyang Feng was like a swimming fish, calmly avoiding the long sword that was coming at him. With one palm, he repelled the power of Qiu Chuji and the others 'joint attack and seriously injured Tan Chuduan, whose cultivation was weaker.
I'll take your life while you're sick.
Ouyang Feng, who was experienced in the martial arts world, knew this very well. He gathered his true energy and casually swatted away the long sword that was coming at him. He was prepared to kill one person first to intimidate the others.
The wind from the palm strike whistled through the air.
"Junior Brother!"
"Ouyang Feng, how dare you!"
Seeing that Tan Chuduan was about to lose his life, Qiu Chuji and the others were anxious and desperately tried to stop him.
The former's eyes were tightly shut, and his face was filled with despair.
He thought that he would not be able to escape, but he did not expect that the situation would change.
A peach wood sword descended from the sky, blocking between Ouyang Feng and Tan Chuduan.
A powerful sword intent soared into the sky, and the sharp edge forced Ouyang Feng to withdraw his momentum. He changed his palm into a fist, and his true qi collided with the sword qi to block the sharp edge and avoid being injured.
Tan Chuduan, who had turned the corner, revealed a sigh of relief. He looked up with the others.
A figure descended from the sky.
The white robe draped over her body, and her sleeves fluttered in the wind.
His silver hair danced in the wind, and his temperament was indifferent and otherworldly.
It was Li Zhongxuan, who had rushed over at the critical moment.
………
"Old cow nose, you are Wang Chongyang's senior brother?”
"That's right!"
Li Zhongxuan replied.
Their eyes met and their auras clashed.
A strong wind rose from the ground. The collision of true qi caused the ground under their feet to crack inch by inch.
Cracks were everywhere between the two of them, who were several meters away.
Qiu Chuji and the others who were watching the battle were all forced to retreat. They had to retreat more than ten steps to avoid being accidentally injured.
" As expected of Wang Chongyang's Senior Brother!"
"I thought that Quan Zhen Sect was just established and other than Wang Chongyang, there was no one else that could be brought out. I didn't expect that there would be an expert like you.”
"Your strength is enough to deal with most Grandmasters, but it's not enough to deal with me.”
"This Nine Yin Scripture is mine!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Ouyang Feng's aura increased by another 30%.
The pressure of a Zongshi realm pinnacle was released without reservation, and he used his famous ultimate skill: Toad Technique.
He knelt on the ground and bent his hands to his shoulders.
It made a cackling sound like a giant frog trying to sumo.
The whole body is full of strength and does not spit out.
Immediately after, he mustered all his strength and shot out like a bowstring.
It was as fast as lightning, and its momentum was terrifying.
The powerful force and true qi fused perfectly, exploding with terrifying lethality.
Wherever Ouyang Feng passed by, the ground shattered and turned into dust that filled the sky.
At the same time, it emitted a dark green light.
It was obvious that Ouyang Feng's true energy contained a lethal poison.
Facing this powerful attack, Li Zhongxuan did not retreat but advanced instead.
He naturally knew how terrifying Ouyang Feng was.
In terms of cultivation, he was naturally inferior to the other party.
However, their strength might not be weak.
With a raise of his hand, the peach wood sword that was stuck in the ground rose from the ground.
The moment he held the sword, a sonorous and powerful sword hum suddenly sounded, and it was endless.
Sword intent surged, and sword qi resonated.
As Li Zhongxuan brandished his sword, a sharp and bright sword light appeared and collided with Ouyang Feng.
The next moment, the sword light shattered and Ouyang Feng was sent flying backward.
Bang!
In a few breaths, the two of them exchanged several moves.
Li Zhongxuan was temporarily at a disadvantage, but the Quanzhen Sword Technique was like a god in his hands.
Every sword move moved according to his heart and appeared from all kinds of unbelievable angles to block Ouyang Feng's fatal attack.
His entire body was enveloped by sword light, and his defense was airtight.
Time passed.
The Quanzhen Sword Technique became more and more mysterious in Li Zhongxuan's hands, and he even began to counterattack.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that Li Zhongxuan's battle prowess was gradually soaring.
His battle experience and techniques had improved by leaps and bounds, and there was a qualitative change.
And Ouyang Feng back and forth.
"Martial Uncle, he's using Ouyang Feng to practice his swordsmanship!”
Qiu Chuji was shocked.
In a life and death battle, he actually had such boldness.
He felt a sense of respect for this uncle-master whom he had little contact with.
Looking at the most basic Quanzhen sword technique, Li Zhongxuan had the ability to turn something rotten into something magical. He admired it even more.
"How dare you!"
"Today, I'll definitely be with you."
The more Ouyang Feng fought, the more shocked he became.
If Qiu Chuji could see it, he could naturally see it too.
This old Taoist with a cow's nose treated him as a sparring partner.
Ouyang Feng was instantly enraged.
He attacked with all his might, and the figure of a huge toad vaguely appeared behind him.
This was a sign that he had circulated his cultivation to the extreme, and it possessed great destructive power.
Seeing that he was once again at a disadvantage, Li Zhongxuan sighed.
As expected!
It was difficult for him to be Ouyang Feng's opponent with just the complete mastery of Quanzhen Sword Technique.
Fortunately, Li Zhongxuan had expected this.
As he swung his sword, his aura changed drastically.
Like a peerless divine sword that had been unsheathed, his entire body burst out with a terrifying sword intent that was like a torrential river.
He swung his sword.
A magnificent sword light that was about ten feet long suddenly appeared.
Like a raging river, it rushed towards Ouyang Feng with an indomitable aura.
It was the Big River Sword.
The latter's pupils constricted in shock.
He was stunned by this sudden and shocking sword attack.
He looked at Li Zhongxuan as if he was facing a great enemy, his expression unprecedentedly solemn.
He didn't expect that the old Daoist's attainments in the way of the sword were so extraordinary.
He thought that Wang Chongyang was already strong enough.
Who knew that his senior brother was not weaker than him at all?
The Big River Sword was, after all, a terrifying sword will and unique sword art of the Celestial Being Realm.
Even if Li Zhongxuan was only at the beginner level, his power was still shocking and terrifying.
After three strikes, Ouyang Feng was injured. Blood splattered everywhere, and one of his shoulders was temporarily crippled.
After five sword strikes, the famous Xi Du in the Great Song was severely injured. There was a wound on his back that was so deep that his bones could be seen. The surging sword intent corroded his meridians and Genuine Qi.
He had no choice but to feign a move and turn around to leave.
He used the White Camel Mountain Village's Toad Footwork and escaped.
Only his shocked and angry voice echoed in the air.
"Old Daoist, I'll remember you.”
"This matter is not over!"
After watching Ouyang Feng's figure disappear into the night, Li Zhongxuan put away his peach wood sword and did not chase after him.
He knew his own business.
Although he had injured Ouyang Feng, the other party wanted to leave so he could not stay.
Most importantly, although the Big River Sword was terrifyingly powerful, each stroke consumed a large amount of Genuine Qi.
Even with his zhenqi content that was comparable to a late-stage Zongshi realm expert, it was difficult for him to sustain it for a long time.
Five strikes was already the limit, it was difficult to swing the sixth strike.
Then, the moment he turned around, he met the burning gazes of the Quan Zhen Seven.
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