Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Having lived to such an old age, Ouyang Feng had seen all sorts of opponents.

He had his Toad Skill crippled by Wang Chongyang before his death, but he returned to his peak in just a few years.

Practicing the Nine Yin Manual in reverse can lead to qi deviation and demonic possession, but one can recover their sanity later.

In terms of martial arts talent alone, if he claims to be second among the Five Greats, no one would dare to claim to be first.

Therefore, he did not linger in the battle.

With a push off the ground with his right leg, his tall body slid sideways for several feet using the recoil, cleanly avoiding Zhang Junbao's subsequent palm strike.

Dong Tianbao was unwilling to let go.

This old bastard stormed the camp and injured his own veteran brothers. If we don't kill him, who should we kill?

The Dragon Slayer Blade drew an icy blue arc in mid-air.

The second of the Six Secrets of Braving the Cold: Ice three feet thick.

The air temperature plummeted, and white frost condensed on the ground at a visible speed, spreading layer upon layer towards Ouyang Feng's feet at an extremely rapid pace.

A bone-chilling coldness emanated from the soles of Ouyang Feng's feet.

This sword technique is very strange. He has traveled all over the country for decades and has never seen any sword technique that can freeze the ground.

He narrowed his eyes and gave a sinister smile.

The next second, he tossed the little girl he was holding under his arm into the air.

He deliberately threw Guo Xiang towards the camp, and the highest point of the parabola was three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

Anyone with a conscience who saw this would instinctively try to save the child.

As long as the opponent is distracted, even for just half a breath, that's enough for Ouyang Feng.

Because her acupoints were sealed to make her mute, Guo Xiang could only utter muffled whimpers.

Her pale green dress fluttered in the wind, and her small body began to fall.

Ouyang Feng pressed down with both hands at the same time, causing his abdomen to bulge high.

quack!

A croaking sound, unlike anything a human could make, shook the air for several feet around.

He unleashed the full power of the Toad Style.

A surge of yellowish-green true energy erupted from between his palms, forcefully pushing back the spreading frost blade energy.

The two forces collided, creating a deafening roar that made people's eardrums ache.

The air currents surged, hurling pebbles and vegetation into the air, and snapping the surrounding bamboo in pieces with a crackling sound.

At the same time that this wave of air surged and spread.

Outside the bamboo forest, several figures rushed in like madmen.

Huang Rong was running in the lead.

She spotted her daughter falling from mid-air at a glance. In that instant, all her calculations and thoughts vanished, and she pushed her lightness skill to its limit.

But there were still two aftershocks of battle between them, and the rolling air currents stung her face, while the loose stones under her feet made her sway.

Too far.

It's too late.

Guo Fu screamed from behind.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu stood there, their legs weak, their mouths open but no sound came out.

Huang Rong's fingernails dug into her palm.

Suddenly I felt something flash in front of my eyes.

When her gaze refocused, Little Guo Xiang was no longer in mid-air.

A young man in a blue robe stood ten feet away, holding his daughter in one hand.

The hem of his clothes was still swaying, indicating that he had just landed. Apart from that, there were no signs of strenuous exercise on his body, his breathing was steady, and his posture was calm.

The speed at which it fell, and the distance it covered.

How did he get there?

Little Guo Xiang still had her eyes closed, her body curled up in that person's arms.

Qin Han pressed a finger on the back of her neck, releasing her speech acupoint.

"What, don't you want to open your eyes and see who it is?"

There was a hint of amusement in his voice.

Guo Xiang's eyelashes trembled.

He opened one eye first and tentatively glanced upwards.

Then there was another one.

After seeing that face clearly, the little girl froze for two or three seconds, her lips trembled a few times, her nose tingled, and two lines of tears streamed down her face.

"Big brother."

Her voice was soft and sweet.

Before Qin Han could speak, a small head bumped into his chest, and two small hands grabbed his clothes.

"Waaaah, big brother lied! You said you'd come to see Xiang'er! You broke your promise!"

The little girl cried and punched him with her tiny fists.

"If you don't come soon, Xiang'er will forget what you look like."

Qin Han chuckled and patted the back of her head without explaining anything.

"Okay, stop crying. Big brother's here."

Upon hearing this, the little girl cried even harder.

Jiao Wan'er and Situ He stood by the tent, their expressions quite interesting.

Young Master and Guo Jing, Huang Rong's youngest daughter.

What's the relationship?

Su Quan and Jiang Yuyan exchanged a glance; the young master's connections were far deeper than they had imagined.

Azi squatted to the side, her chin resting on her knees, tilting her head to examine the little girl who was crying her eyes out. Her eyes darted around, and it was unclear what she was plotting.

The battle on the other side continues.

Taking advantage of the moment when Guo Xiang was thrown away, Ouyang Feng intended to escape immediately.

Unfortunately, Dong Tianbao and Zhang Junbao didn't give him that chance.

One attacked from the front, the chilling aura of the Dragon Slayer Saber causing water vapor to condense in the air; the other circled around from the flank, the continuous force of Tai Chi palm strikes specifically designed to block his retreat.

The two didn't work perfectly together, but their strength lay in their contrasting approaches of firmness and gentleness, complementing each other perfectly.

Dong Tianbao was responsible for dealing damage, and every strike he made carried an unreasonable and ruthless force.

Zhang Junbao was in charge of control. Whenever Ouyang Feng tried to use skillful force to deflect the force, he would be entangled by Zhang Junbao's soft Tai Chi true energy, and the force would be transferred back to Ouyang Feng himself.

The more Ouyang Feng fought, the more his brows furrowed.

These two young men are not yet at the level of the Five Greats. In a one-on-one fight, he is confident that he can defeat either of them within fifty moves.

But when two people are together, the flavor completely changes.

When the Toad Style Kung Fu was unleashed, the burly man's sword energy met it head-on. He tried to use the recoil to change his move, but the Tai Chi kid had already stuck to him, his hands like chewing gum, impossible to shake off once he was on top.

Ouyang Feng let out a strange sound, forcefully shaking Zhang Junbao away, and turned to leave.

Dong Tianbao's Dragon-Slaying Saber, trailing a three-foot-long icy blue streak, slashed directly down his retreat path.

The blade energy collided with the palm wind, producing a dull thud.

Ouyang Feng slammed his palm into the blade energy, shattering it with his bare hands, but a chilling, piercing pain shot through his palm.

Huang Rong had already rushed in front of Qin Han.

Her chest heaved violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She reached out her hands and then pulled them back, trying to take her daughter from the man's arms, but Guo Xiang held on too tightly, her little hands clutching his clothes and refusing to let go.

"Xiang'er, come to your mother."

"don't want!"

Little Guo Xiang buried her face in Qin Han's chest, her voice muffled.

"I want to stay with my big brother!"

Huang Rong's hand froze in mid-air as she met Qin Han's gaze.

Those eyes were unusually calm, showing neither hostility nor flattery, but rather an unfathomable smile.

"Chief Huang."

Qin Han shouted, feigning ignorance of the past grievances between the two sides.

"Your daughter is safe. Why would Ouyang Feng capture her?"

Huang Rong's eyes flickered.

She didn't answer immediately, but quickly glanced at Ouyang Feng, who was being suppressed by two young men on the battlefield and couldn't break free, and then looked at Qin Han's men who were waiting in battle behind him.

Countless thoughts had already crossed my mind.