The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 103

Hong Qigong walked aside, saw Wu Chou slumped on the ground, and shouted:

"Five traitors, after all, your time has not yet come. Anyway, you can no longer harm anyone in the future, so get out of here!"

Relying on his status, he was unwilling to fight with useless people, but Wu Chou was dying, but he couldn't escape, and it was embarrassing to stay, so he just fell to the ground and gasped.

Hong Qigong spat, walked to the fire and sat down, took a sip of the wine gourd, and looked intently at Wu Zhai and Ouyang Feng.

In fact, although Ouyang Feng's mind is muddled, but he practiced the Nine Yin Mantra against his will, and the more he practiced his martial arts, the weirder he became, the stronger his martial arts became. Yi.

He only performed more than ten moves, Hong Qigong saw the clue and couldn't help secretly admiring him.

Wu Zhai was not impatient, relying on his extremely strong internal strength, he pushed the Three Flowers Gathering Palm Technique to the extreme, his whole body was full of majestic breath, and the top of his head was full of true energy, faintly like a cloud of flower-shaped air.

Hong Qigong applauded loudly:
"Good palm!"

I was very surprised, when Wang Chongyang used this palm technique for the first time in Huashan Sword Discussion decades ago, but in terms of momentum, it was far inferior to Yin Zhiping.

I wonder how this kid has developed such strong internal strength at such a young age?

The two of them had the cold wind in their lapels, stepped on the cold ice, and fought with all their strength. Ouyang Feng's moves were solid, but he suffered from internal strength, and Wu Zhai was more than capable. Every time he attacked, he had to save him, forcing Ouyang Feng to change his moves.

Although Ouyang Feng had not yet finished his martial arts skills, he still felt out of breath and heartbeat, and his hands and feet were unavoidably sluggish due to his old age.

Wu Zhai was fighting smoothly, seeing that Ouyang Feng was a little weak, he immediately went all out to attack.

Ouyang Feng couldn't stop backing until his back was against the mountain wall, and there was no way to retreat. Wu Zhai performed the last "Five Dynasties Yuan Qi" in the palm of the hand with three flowers gathered together. Vulnerabilities in the head, neck, chest and abdomen.

Ouyang Feng turned pale with shock, he knew that Wu Zhai's palm strength was extremely heavy, no matter which one of these five forces hit the vital points, he would definitely be seriously injured, but at this moment his internal strength is weak, how could he separate out all these moves to attack one by one Block it?

Suddenly shouted loudly, stood upside down, put his hands on the ground, ignored Wu Zhai's palms, and kicked Wu Zhai's face with both feet, it turned out to be an injury-for-injury style of play!

Wu Zhai didn't want to fight him desperately, so he slapped Ouyang Feng's soles with both palms, and immediately slapped him into a ball, but Ouyang Feng rolled out, "Ge Ge" roared twice, squatted down, and made a "cuckoo" sound in his mouth, It is the "Toad Kungfu" that he has learned all his life.

Wu Zhai rushed forward, and Ouyang Feng attacked with both palms. Before the force of the palms could be reached, the wind from the palms stirred up the snow on the ground and flew all over the sky.

Wu Zhai also greeted each other with two palms, and when four palms joined each other, there was a loud "click", snow rolled up on the ground, sand and stones flew away, and the sky was dark...

Ouyang Feng spewed out a big mouthful of blood, but Wu Zhai was so powerful that he rubbed his body in front of him, and the shadows of his palms flew towards Ouyang Feng's face.

Ouyang Feng's arms were about to break and he couldn't lift them up. His inner breath was disordered. Although he was horrified and distraught, he was unable to resist and just retreated quickly.

Wu Zhai turned his palm into a finger, concentrated all his internal energy on it, and pointed at the center of Ouyang Feng's eyebrows, but when he heard a "poof", Ouyang Feng's breath suddenly scattered, his bones creaked, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose All bleeding...

Wu Zhai retracted his effort, Ouyang Feng's eyes widened, and he fell backwards.

Hong Qigong stood up in astonishment, and said in surprise:

"Little Taoist priest, have you broken his toad skill?"

Wu Zhai sighed:

"It's also a fluke. I heard that Chongyang Master Zuxian once feigned death before he left. Taking advantage of Ouyang Feng's unpreparedness, he made Yiyang point between his eyebrows and broke his toad kung fu. But I don't know how to use one Yang finger. The gourd painting is actually done!"

After saying that, he dragged Ouyang Feng over. He was dying, and there was still blood coming out of his mouth and nose, but he had already passed out.

Wu Zhai pushed the blood across the palace for him and stopped the injury.

Hong Qigong said curiously:
"Why did you save him?"

Wu Zhai shook his head and said:
"My apprentice Yang Guo has some connections with him, but it's not easy to kill him."

Just as they were talking, Yang Guo and the others carried three pheasants and climbed up the hillside. When they saw the three people beside the fire from a distance, they shouted:
"father!"

He rushed forward and saw blood on his front and beard, felt very sorry, and asked:

"Master, what happened to my adoptive father?"

Wu Zhai said:
"I abolished his martial arts."

Yang Guo was shocked and shouted:
"why?"

Wu Zhai said coldly:

"Ouyang Feng was very evil in his life. He killed Ying Ye. I should have killed him. For your sake, I spared his life. Isn't that enough?"

Wu Zhai had never looked at each other so coldly, Yang Guo didn't dare to ask any more, just hugged Ouyang Feng tightly, but he didn't know where his injury was and how to heal him?
Wu Zhai sighed, and said softly:
"After a while, I have already healed him, and there is no fear of his life. It is morality for me to hurt him, and it is human nature to keep him alive. If you take revenge in the future, you must remember these eight words, understand Yet?"

Yang Guo muttered:
"The morality of the rivers and lakes, the warmth and coldness of human relationships, master, I will remember!"

Hong Qigong laughed and said:
"Don't talk about this, it's justified for everyone to come and have a full meal!"

He took the roast chicken from Cheng and Lu and went to cook it himself, the two daughters helped him, Yang Guo just hugged Ouyang Feng and stared blankly at the bonfire.

Not long after, Ouyang Feng woke up and saw Yang Guo. He was overjoyed and asked:

"Good boy, why are you here?"

Yang Guo helped him up, and said softly:
"Dad, where are you these days?"

Ouyang Feng stared and said:
"I'm looking for you."

Yang Guo's chest felt sore, he thought:

"He was seriously injured to this point, but he still thought of me."

Pulling his arm, pointing at Wu Zhai, he said:

"Father, this is my master, stop fighting with him."

Ouyang Feng glared at Wu Zhai and said:

"This kid's kung fu is too evil, I can't beat him!"

Wu Zhai smiled slightly:
"Say, Ouyang Feng, do you remember who you are?"

Ouyang Feng sighed and said dejectedly:
"I'm Ouyang Feng. The ugly beggar over there is Hong Qigong. This is Yang Guo, a good boy. Are you the reincarnation of Wang Chongyang, little Taoist priest?"

Hong Qigong was holding a pheasant in his hand, and when he heard this, he looked back and said with a smile:

"Old poison, you finally remembered!"

Wu Zhai defeated Ouyang Feng's toad kung fu that he had practiced hard for decades, and the qi in his dantian escaped from the acupoints all over his body. Now his limbs and bones are empty, but his heart is as bright as a mirror. as in the present.

Suddenly shouted:

"Old beggar, can you beat this little Taoist priest?"

Hong Qigong laughed loudly and said:

"Of course I can beat it. You yourself are an [-]th-rate low-handed player. Do you think others are as weak as you?"

Ouyang Feng said angrily:

"Fart, do you think I'm still stupid?"

Hong Qigong grinned and said:

"It stinks, it stinks!"

Ouyang Feng looked at Hong Qigong, looked at Wu Zhai, his eyes were straightened, trying to recall Wu Zhai's tricks, and suddenly said loudly:
"Little Taoist priest, I am no match for you, let's compare weapons."

Wu Zhai shook his head and said:

"It's no match, you win."

(End of this chapter)