Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Song Xuan and the other two were standing on a hilltop. They were extremely outstanding in both figure and appearance, attracting the secret attention of many people in the martial arts world.

Among them were two young Taoist priests wearing Quanzhen Taoist robes. They looked very young and moved closer nervously, their attention attracted by Victoria Song.

There was no way. Song Qian did not cover up her appearance today. Although there were many beauties in the world, women as outstanding as her were rare. Even the young Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect would feel a little uneasy when they saw her.

Victoria Song glanced at everyone, then looked away indifferently, waiting for the Grandmasters' Battle to begin.

She was already used to being noticed when walking on the street.

Song Xuan glanced sideways at the two young Taoist priests, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Young Taoist priests, you two should be disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, right?"

As soon as he spoke, a rather delicate-looking young Taoist priest, about fifteen or sixteen years old, bowed and saluted. "I am Yin Zhiping, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. Nice to meet you, young man!"

Ok?

Song Xuan frowned.

The dragon knight Yin Zhiping in his youth?

Yin Zhiping pointed to a younger Taoist priest beside him who looked more reserved and a little younger than him and introduced him, "This is my junior fellow apprentice, Zhen Zhibing!"

"Zhen Zhibing?"

Song Xuan's gaze passed Yin Zhiping and fell on Zhen Zhibing.

In the plot of The Return of the Condor Heroes, the Quanzhen disciple who originally defiled Xiaolongnu's innocence was Yin Zhiping.

But later, Jin Yong was forced to modify the plot for some reasons and deleted Yin Zhiping's role, and the dragon knight was changed from Yin Zhiping to Zhen Zhibing.

Song Xuan looked at the two of them.

If there was no Zhen Zhibing, the future dragon knight would naturally be Yin Zhiping, but since there is such a person as Zhen Zhibing in this world, it is obvious that the future dragon knight will undoubtedly be this person.

Song Xuan was thinking in his mind, why not just castrate Zhen Zhibing!

At this moment, in the west, a burst of arrogant laughter sounded in the sky like thunder.

Song Xuan turned his head and saw dark clouds in the distance. A gloomy atmosphere was sweeping over him. In the thick clouds, he could vaguely see a tall middle-aged man with a high nose, deep eyes, and a brown beard.

This person was also dressed in white, and he looked very heroic. His eyes were as sharp as knives and swords. Although he was laughing, his laughter sounded like the sound of metal, which made the onlookers subconsciously want to cover their ears.

Victoria Song walked up to the older brother and whispered, "There's something strange about that dark cloud!"

Song Xuan nodded, "It's Poison Cloud! No wonder Huang Lao Xie calls him Old Poison. Apart from anything else, poison techniques at this level are indeed very tricky!"

Ye Gucheng also nodded, "To deal with this person, we can only attack from a distance. If we get close, we will be continuously corroded by the poison, and our strength will probably be greatly reduced."

Even a top master like Ye Gucheng cannot claim to be immune to all poisons. The poison technique of the old poisoner Ouyang Feng alone is enough to make any top master feel difficult.

Above Mount Zhongnan, the old poisoner Ouyang Feng walked out of the poisonous cloud with a defiant look, looking quietly at the swordsman in white.

"I've heard of your name. You traverse the seas, constantly challenging powerful warriors in every state. With one man and one sword, you've fought across several states. Under the Grandmaster, you're considered the strongest!"

The man in white had a face as calm as marble and said expressionlessly, "Thank you for your compliment, Excellency. I'm delighted to have the opportunity to fight you!"

He spoke very slowly, and his voice was not very pleasant. He almost uttered one word at a time. He was not very proficient in the official language of the Great Zhou.

Ouyang Feng laughed heartily and said, "Your swordsmanship is so strong that it can be called superb. But there are more than one top swordsman like you in this world.

For example, the Sword Saint Ye Gucheng of Mingzhou, the Sword God Ximen Chuxue, the Third Young Master Xie Xiaofeng of the Divine Sword Villa in the Southern Song Dynasty, and Yan Shisan, the Thirteen Deadly Swordsmen, all of these people are masters of the sword.

I thought you would choose to fight these sword masters first after challenging them all this way, but I didn't expect that you would choose me, who is not good at using swords, first! "

On a hill in the distance, Song Xuan sneered.

How could he not see that the old guy Ouyang Feng was trying to divert the blame? He wondered how the white-robed swordsman would react?

Above Mount Zhongnan, the white-robed swordsman stared at Ouyang Feng and said in a deep voice, "They are very strong. They will use you to sharpen their swords first!"

Beside Song Xuan, Song Qian chuckled, "Brother, you know what, this white-robed swordsman is quite interesting. Let's start by practicing with the weaker ones, and then gradually challenge them.

Does it sound like the leveling and monster-killing you talked about before?"

Chapter 267 The terrifying Toad Skill!

"You want to use me as a whetstone?" Ouyang Feng sneered, "Be careful, this old man's stone will break your sword!"

The swordsman in white said calmly, "Then we can go to Mount Zhongnan and see who collapses first!"

Ouyang Feng stared at him and said, "I'm a little puzzled. The world is so vast, why did you choose to fight on Mount Zhongnan?"

The white-robed swordsman hesitated for a moment, "Do you want to know the reason?"

Ouyang Feng looked around and then shook his head, "Forget it, I won't listen!"

The Zhongnan Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, and there are no other sects on the mountain except the Quanzhen Sect. Ouyang Feng could guess with just a little thought that the white-clothed swordsman should have also set his sights on the Quanzhen Sect.

This is intended to deal with Ouyang Feng, and by the way, deal with the Quanzhen Sect as well.

Ah!

What an arrogant person!

Compared to the Xuanyiwei who want to re-establish the order of the martial arts world, that kid named Song Xuan seems to be even more arrogant!

The two stopped talking and just stared at each other quietly. The atmosphere in the air began to become solemn.

All around, countless martial artists stretched their necks and held their breath. They knew that a great battle was about to break out!

Bang bang bang! !

The two men had not yet made a move, but some rocks in the area between them began to emit violent explosion sounds, smoke and dust billowed in the sky, and countless debris were bursting out.

The two men's momentum has begun to clash.

Choking!

A sword sound rang out of nowhere, and the flying sword light rose from the ground like a dragon, and the white-clothed swordsman drew his sword.

The sword light cut through the sky, the silver light was extremely dazzling. At this moment, except for the sword light, the whole world seemed to dim.

"Very strong!"

Ye Gucheng stared at the sword light and gave his evaluation.

Just two simple words, but to be evaluated in this way by the Sword Saint, it can be seen that the strength of the white-clothed swordsman is definitely extraordinary.

Ouyang Feng was not a swordsman, so he did not draw his sword. Instead, streams of emerald green energy gathered in his palms, and he slammed out towards the oncoming sword light.

As soon as he swung his palm, countless emerald green snake shadows appeared in the palm shadow, spitting out fishy-smelling snake tongues, making bursts of terrifying hissing sounds, and rushing towards the silver sword light.

For a moment, sword energy surged, snake shadows filled the sky, and the two terrifying forces converged and seemed to merge into one. The big collision that everyone expected did not seem to happen.

But after a few short breaths,

boom!

The sword light, like a shocking rainbow and lightning, rushed out from the green snake shadows in the sky like a dragon, and with a twist in the air, it strangled the snake shadow transformed by Ouyang Feng's palm power to death. Amidst the violent roar, Ouyang Feng's body flew backwards.

In the first long-range confrontation, Ouyang Feng's palm power was no match for the sword energy of the white-clothed swordsman, and he fell into a disadvantage.

"In terms of attack power alone, the white-robed swordsman is superior."

Song Xuan stared at the battlefield in the distance and spoke in a low voice.

A swordsman is a special kind of warrior who is extremely skilled in swordsmanship. In the martial arts world, even among people of the same realm, a swordsman is definitely a unique existence.

When it comes to killing offensives alone, top swordsmen have always been the most troublesome.

Ye Gucheng nodded: "It is said that when one reaches a high level of cultivation, no moves are better than moves, and there is no sword in the hand but a sword in the heart.

But in fact, when the gap in strength between the two sides is not big, one side has a sword and the other side does not, the one with the sword will eventually have the advantage.

The six-foot-long sword in the white-robed swordsman's hand was a divine weapon. Its power surged with each strike. Although Ouyang Feng's palm power was infused with poison, his strength was already formidable, but he ultimately suffered from the lack of a weapon.

Song Xuan nodded, subconsciously touched the two long swords on his back, and then his eyes fell on the six-foot magic sword in the hand of the white-clothed swordsman.

If he had a chance to get this sword, he would ask Zhao Dezhu when he returned to the imperial capital if there was any reliable swordsmith who could forge a most suitable magic weapon for him.

After falling into a disadvantageous position, the arrogance on Ouyang Feng's face disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.

The swordsman in white did not take the opportunity to continue attacking, but held the sword in one hand and stared at him calmly.

"You, should show, your real skills!"

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, "Since you are seeking death, then I will grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. The poisonous clouds that filled the air around him were instantly attracted and rushed into Ouyang Feng's mouth frantically in a very short time.

It was visible to the naked eye that Ouyang Feng's body began to grow larger, and his skin color changed. A emerald green luster shone brightly, and he seemed to have turned into a giant toad spirit.

Bang!

Ouyang Feng jumped up, let out a long roar towards the sky, and then landed heavily on a hilltop. His eyes, glowing with a green light, stared at the swordsman in white.

"Cuck!"

A frog's croaking sounded on the mountain peak. The terrifying sound waves even caused ripples in the void. Even the warriors who were watching the battle twenty or thirty miles away were struck by lightning. Many of them were bleeding from all seven orifices and lay on the ground, covering their ears in pain.

boom!

The hilltop below Ouyang Feng exploded like foam with a bang amid the croaking of frogs. Sand, gravel and dust flew everywhere. Ouyang Feng's figure, like a giant toad, leaped up and ran towards the white-clothed swordsman.

There were no special moves, he just charged forward with extreme speed and his mountain-like body.

The white-robed swordsman, who had always maintained a calm expression, finally showed a change of expression at this moment, with a hint of fanaticism in his surprise.

Whoosh!

The white-clothed swordsman did not directly resist Ouyang Feng's violent attack that was like a mountain of flesh. His fighting instinct drove him to use his lightness skills, and he flashed a shadow in the air, barely avoiding it.

boom!

At the moment the white-clothed swordsman dodged, the mountain behind him seemed to be bombarded by thousands of thunders in an instant. In the belly of the mountain, a hole more than ten feet wide and running from north to south suddenly appeared.

A mountain peak, halfway up the mountain, was pierced through by Ouyang Feng's violent attack!

"Fuck!"

Song Qian was so surprised that she burst into swearing.

"This old poisonous creature's Toad Skill is so powerful?"

There were countless people watching the fight around, including many martial arts masters hiding in the dark. When they saw this scene, they were all horrified and shocked.

This was the first time for them to witness the true strength of top masters like the Five Absolutes.

Many people exclaimed in disbelief, unable to believe that this was something humanly possible.

A single move pierced through the mountain's belly. Is this even human? Is this a terrestrial immortal?

Song Xuan's expression also became serious. He knew that Ouyang Feng was very strong and not easy to deal with, so this time, he brought both Lao Ye and Song Qian with him, just to be more stable.

But at this moment, he had a basic idea in his mind.

Even if the three of them joined forces, they could not stop Ouyang Feng as he used the Toad Skill to escape.

At their level, unless the Grand Master personally takes action, the Top Master may be defeated, but it is basically difficult to be killed!

Chapter 268 Do you think we are visiting a brothel?

"This man's poison skills are truly superb!"

A hint of fighting spirit also rose in Ye Gucheng's eyes.

"This man's attack power alone should not be enough to penetrate the mountain in one move, but his poison skills are too strange and his corrosive power is terrifying. The rocks and soil on the mountain were corroded almost instantly.

The outcome is basically doomed. Unless the white-robed swordsman has mastered a special skill that can counter poison, defeat is only a matter of time!"

Ye Gucheng gave a prediction of the ending.

Ouyang Feng's poison skills were too strange. When fighting against such a master, he needed to use most of his strength to resist the erosion of the poison skills, and his full combat power could not be fully exerted.

After a long time, you will inevitably fail.

“Quack~~”

Inside the cave, the dizzying sound of frogs croaked again, and then a green shadow rushed out from the cave entrance like thunder, and collided with the white-clothed swordsman with a bang.

Although the white-robed swordsman drew his sword to block, when the sword energy hit Ouyang Feng's body, it was corroded and swallowed by the emerald green light, leaving only a shallow sword mark on the old poisonous creature's body, and could not cause him fatal injuries.

Bang!

The white-robed swordsman felt as if he was hit by a high-speed moving mountain. His body stiffened and he flew backwards uncontrollably. With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge pit.