Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

Chapter 414 Western poison? a slap

The burly man holding a snake-headed crutch is none other than Xidu Ouyang Feng, one of the five masters of the Song Dynasty.

In order to hunt down the enemy who killed his son, he pursued him all the way and finally reached the Yuelai Inn at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

Ouyang Feng's cold eyes like a poisonous snake looked around the lobby on the first floor of the inn, and finally settled on the waiter.

He raised his hand and let out a burst of energy, took the waiter into his hand, grabbed the waiter's collar with his big hand, and asked with a sinister look on his face: "Have there been a man or four women staying in the hotel recently?"

Ouyang Feng was originally a ruthless and domineering figure, with a sinister aura that ordinary people in the world would find difficult to bear calmly, let alone a shop waiter who had never practiced martial arts.

Looking at Ouyang Feng with a cruel look on his face, the waiter was frightened in his heart, his body trembled violently like chaff, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say a word.

Seeing that the waiter was still silent, Ouyang Feng's already short patience reached its lowest point, and his big hand holding the waiter's collar began to tighten: "Speak quickly, or I will kill you."

A feeling of suffocation came over him, and the fear of death lingered in Xiao Er's mind. He began to desperately recall the guests he had received these days.

But there are so many people coming here because of the Shaolin Heroes Conference these days. There are at least hundreds of people coming in and out of Yuelai Inn every day. For a moment, the waiter can't remember the one man and four people Ouyang Feng mentioned at all. female.

"Da... Daxia, I have no impression...", the waiter said this tremblingly.

"Trash, damn it," Ouyang Feng angrily yelled, and his big hands suddenly tightened, ready to crush the waiter to death.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind, causing a scream, and the target was Ouyang Feng's big hand.

The finger was so fast that if it hit, it might open a bloody hole in Ouyang Feng's hand.

As a last resort, Ouyang Feng could only let go of the waiter, duck and retreat to avoid Zifeng's attack, and held the snake-head crutch horizontally in front of him.

"Huang Laoxie, do you want to fight with me?" Ouyang Feng looked at Huang Yaoshi who took action with an angry look on his face.

But Huang Yaoshi ignored him, waved his hand to the waiter and said, "Stay back."

"Many...many thanks, hero", the waiter thanked him hurriedly, and then hurried away with a pale and bloodless face.

At this time, Huang Yaoshi turned to look at Ouyang Feng and said calmly: "Brother Ouyang, why bother to embarrass a waiter?"

"Don't forget, this place is at the foot of Songshan Mountain. Nowadays, many heroes from the world gather here. If Brother Ouyang kills for no reason, there is no guarantee that no chivalrous people will take action to eliminate the evil."

Next to Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, who was dressed in rags, clapped his hands and laughed and said: "Huang Laoxie is right, old poisoner, hurry up and take action, I can't wait to see you be surrounded and killed by the masters of the righteous way."

Ouyang Feng's expression suddenly changed, his eyes glanced at Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, and the big hand holding the snake-head crutch tightened suddenly, and then loosened again.

Huang Yaoshi was right. There were many masters at the foot of Mount Song at this time. Even if he was a master of the Five Ultimates and a half-step land level, he was not qualified to rule the roost, let alone act wildly.

With this in his mind, Ouyang Feng showed no intention of letting go: "No matter who stops him, I will definitely kill the murderer of my son."

Huang Yaoshi said with a smile: "As long as Brother Ouyang doesn't embarrass my daughter, Huang will not interfere in the next thing."

Ouyang Feng nodded, agreeing to Huang Yaoshi's request. He only wanted revenge and did not want to form a grudge with Huang Yaoshi.

Then, he turned around and looked at the crowd of people in the lobby. The snake-headed crutch in his hand was vigorously poking at the ground, exuding a tyrannical aura.

In the lobby, a strong wind whipped up out of thin air, and many tables, chairs and benches were overturned.

Many of the locals who were having fun drinking were immediately furious when they had food and wine spilled all over them. They drew their swords and glared at Ouyang Feng.

"Crazy man, how dare you disturb me, you're going to die," a man yelled angrily while holding his sword.

"You thief, tell me your name. I will kill no one with my soul-chasing sword." A swordsman with a scar on his face drew his sword and slashed it on the corner of the table.

"I've wasted a whole table of good food and wine. If I don't hit you with a few hundred hammers, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart." A giant man as strong as a bear waved two copper hammers in his hands.

With the curses filling his ears, Ouyang Feng's face suddenly turned cold and he said indifferently: "This is Ouyang Feng."

Ouyang Feng said these three words, and the lobby suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The individual travelers who had just denounced Ouyang Feng all stopped and did not dare to speak again.

The three people who wielded swords, knives, and hammers were even more pale, trembling, and tightened their bodies like quails, for fear of being noticed by Ouyang Feng.

Xidu Ouyang Feng, one of the Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty, has a great reputation. To these ordinary people in the world, he is a god-like figure.

Who dares to provoke him?

Everyone was angry at Ouyang Feng's tyranny, but they dared not speak out. They could only admit that they were unlucky. Being able to save one life was a good thing. How dare they expect to earn back their face.

Ouyang Feng was very satisfied with the attitude of these individual travelers, nodded slightly, and then said: "I am here to seek revenge. You have seen a man and four women staying at Yuelai Inn. If anyone can provide information , I have my deepest gratitude.”

One man and four women?

The people present could not help but recall the scene that happened yesterday in their minds.

The young heroes who suppressed the four villains were one man and four women.

Could it be that they are the enemies Ouyang Feng is looking for?

If this is the case, there will be something good to watch.

Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Evil Men, is also a half-step land master, not inferior to Ouyang Feng.

Those four young heroes were able to drive away the four villains, and their strength was absolutely impressive.

If Ouyang Feng faced them, it's not necessarily clear who would win.

Suddenly a voice came from the crowd: "Tianzi No. 9, they are at Tianzi No. 9."

Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed, and he immediately turned to look at the second floor. Tianzi No. 9 was at the corner of the second floor.

Immediately, he picked up the snake-head crutches, stepped heavily on the ground, and flew towards the second floor.

Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi hurriedly followed.

He was worried that once there was a fight, Huang Rong would be affected.

At this moment, Su Qingxuan opened the door and walked out.

I happened to see Ouyang Feng with a fierce look on his face.

When their eyes met, Ouyang Feng's reason was instantly burned out. Su Qingxuan's appearance was exactly the same as what the Luoyang City garrison had described before.

This is his son-killing enemy.

"You little thief, take your life," Ouyang Feng shouted violently, rounded the snake-head crutch, and struck it down with great force.

The strong wind howled, and the wooden railings on the second floor made a heart-breaking squeaking sound.

Su Qingxuan frowned slightly and subconsciously took out a palm.

The wind roared from his palm and hit Ouyang Feng's chest. The next second, he flew back and hit the ground hard.