Chapter 159, 161, 162, Battle of Martial Lord! Heaven-shaking Seal!
As soon as I walked out of the gate of the house, I saw that the door was full of people.
"I wish Grandmaster Ouyang a successful start!"
Li Shimin took a step forward, raised his hands and clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice.
"I wish Grandmaster Ouyang a successful start!"
Li Jing, Hong Fu Nu, Zhang Sun Wu Ji and others stepped forward and clasped their fists in blessing.
Li Mi's son Li Tianfan, Wagang Army Advisor Shen Luoyan, Wang Shichong's friend Ouyang Xiyi and others, Dou Jiande's general Liu Heita and his party, Old Lady You and other members of the Dugu clan, Changbai Wang Bo and several of his friends, as well as Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and other idlers, all clasped their fists and wished loudly:
"I wish Grandmaster Ouyang a successful start!"
Although these forces have conflicts and resentments with each other, and even wish each other death, facing the Turkic Wu Zun, the great enemy of the Central Plains, all the forces that are unwilling to bow down to the Turks now sincerely hope that Ouyang Feng can defeat Bi Xuan.
Ouyang Feng slowly swept his gaze across the people present. His eyes were calm and deep, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. He did not show any sign of facing a formidable enemy, and acted calmly as if he was just going to an ordinary date.
"Everyone has a heart."
Ouyang Feng nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"When I return victorious, I will drink to celebrate with you all."
After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and took a leisurely pace. However, with one step, it seemed as if the distance was shortened to an inch, and he flew five or six feet away in an instant.
After a few steps, Ouyang Feng's figure disappeared from everyone's sight. Even the most powerful people present, such as Old Lady You, Ouyang Xiyi, Zhi Shilang and Wang Bo, could not see his figure and steps clearly.
"As expected of a Grand Master, this level of lightness skill is simply astonishing!"
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, then started to move forward and chase in the direction where Ouyang Feng disappeared.
Although he was destined not to catch up with Ouyang Feng, the destination was clear and it didn't matter whether he could catch up or not.
Shan Wanjing, Shan Meixian, Dugu Feng and Shi Feixuan were also left behind by Ouyang Feng, and now they joined everyone in chasing after him.
After a while of flying, the difference in their lightness skills became clear.
Shan Wanjing and Shan Meixian were at the front, while Dugu Feng, Shi Feixuan, who also had superb lightness skills, were in the first tier along with Shan Meixian and her daughter.
Old Madam You had asthma and was afraid to use her full strength. She lagged behind the senior masters such as Ouyang Xiyi and Changbai Wangbo who were not good at Qinggong. After that, there were Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Ba Fenghan, Hou Xibai and other outstanding rising stars.
Of course, there were also young masters whose strength was as good as or even better than theirs, such as Hong Fu Nu, the number one master under Li Shimin. In order to protect their respective masters, they did not give their full strength and fell into the third echelon.
While chasing, some people inevitably fell behind due to their lack of lightness skills, but they soon caught up on fast horses.
There were also idle people on the street who asked about the situation and learned that it was Ouyang Feng, the youngest grandmaster in the world, who was fighting against Bi Xuan. He immediately became excited and his face turned red. He leaped and flew to join the chasing team.
By the time they left the city, the entire team had exceeded a thousand people. Many people did not realize until this moment that there were so many top martial arts masters in Luoyang City.
And that's not all.
There are also some masters who are proud of their status or whose status is too sensitive to be seen in public, so they did not blend in with the crowd, but avoided the public and secretly rushed to Cuiyun Peak from other roads.
Ouyang Feng ignored the spectators.
He just maintained a constant speed all the way, flying towards Cuiyun Peak of Mang Mountain in the north of Luoyang City with a pace that seemed leisurely and calm, but was actually as fast as shrinking the earth.
Before I knew it, a small hill appeared in front of me.
A tall old man with a tall hat and a wide belt stood on the hill, looking at Ouyang Feng with a smile and nodded slightly at him.
Ouyang Feng paused and saluted the old man.
This gift was to express gratitude for the support in the battle of Luoshui that day, and also to express gratitude for the favor of keeping Bi Xuan out of the city today.
The old man smiled slightly, returned the salute, and said loudly:
"I wish you, little friend Ouyang, a great victory and a great victory over Bi Xuan!"
Although the old Taoist priest seemed to be a carefree person who only cared about his own cultivation and had no patriotic feelings, he had actually gone to the grassland and fought with Bi Xuan. The two sides fought to a draw, with no clear winner.
Bi Xuan had never been to the Central Plains in person for many years. It was obvious that he was afraid of Ning Daoqi. In terms of killing power, Bi Xuan was indeed stronger than Ning Daoqi. But there was only one Bi Xuan in the grassland, and there was not only Ning Daoqi in the Central Plains. If Bi Xuan and Ning Daoqi fought to the death, it would be possible to kill Ning Daoqi, but Bi Xuan himself would also be seriously injured.
The serious injuries caused by the grandmaster's dying counterattack are not so easy to recover from, and may drag him down for the rest of his life.
The reason why Bi Xuan came to the Central Plains in person this time was that he had a legitimate excuse - Ouyang Feng killed his disciple and challenged him in public, so Bi Xuan would definitely accept the challenge. Even Ning Daoqi had no reason to stop him from going south, and at most he could stop him outside Luoyang City.
The second reason is that Bi Xuan did not think that the young Ouyang Feng had the experience and strength to sacrifice his life in exchange for serious injuries.
now.
Ning Daoqi wished Ouyang Feng a great victory. Ouyang Feng also laughed and said:
"Master Ning, rest assured, I will win this battle!"
After saying that, he bowed to Ning Daoqi again and continued walking towards the battlefield.
With Ning Daoqi's keen eyesight, he could tell at a glance that Ouyang Feng's energy, spirit, and spirit today were even better than when he had sparred with him on the Luoshui River before. He was surprised and couldn't help but sigh:
"As expected of the youngest Grandmaster in the world, he has improved so much in less than a month... I can't even guess the outcome of this battle..."
Originally, according to his deduction, the battle between Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan could only end in a tie.
If it's a life-and-death fight, it might even be dangerous.
But now, seeing the changes in Ouyang Feng's spirit, Ning Daoqi could no longer make a conclusion.
……
As the field of vision came into view, the lush outline of Cuiyun Peak appeared.
A mysterious feeling gradually arose in Ouyang Feng's heart.
I only felt that there seemed to be a scorching sun rising slowly on the top of Cuiyun Peak. The powerful heat burned the air so that it evaporated and twisted, and baked the earth until it became dry and cracked, and even turned into a desert.
This is the telepathic induction phenomenon unique to the world of Twin Dragons.
Among top masters of similar strength, unless they deliberately restrain themselves, they can sense each other from a distance.
If they don't intend to meet each other, they will keep their distance, carefully avoid each other and not bump into each other.
If they intend to fight each other, they will meet or even fight each other according to the flow of qi.
And many times, the spiritual battle between the two sides has already begun before they officially meet.
Such as this time.
Just when Ouyang Feng had the mysterious feeling of "the rising sun" in his heart.
An extremely aggressive and destructive invisible pressure immediately enveloped him. The ferocious momentum was like the raging sands of the desert and the blazing hell. Behind the raging sands and hell, there stood a cold and ruthless god, looking down at the ants of the world with extremely indifferent eyes.
Faced with such a powerful mental pressure, even if an ordinary master could withstand it, his mind would be overshadowed. Even if he was not afraid of the battle, he would lose confidence in victory and would only have the courage to "fight to the death."
However, when facing a strong man like Bi Xuan, if one only has the courage to risk everything but lacks the confidence that one can defeat him, then the result is already doomed. The so-called risking everything but risking everything, in the end one cannot even get Bi Xuan covered in blood.
Ouyang Feng is certainly not an ordinary master.
He is the youngest grandmaster.
And it won’t stop there.
Bi Xuan's spiritual pressure, which was like the scorching sun and like that of a god, was only equivalent to a gust of wind with a little intensity in front of Ouyang Feng, who had once faced the "Demon Buddha" and had long been tested by the "Life-Calling Sanskrit Sound". Even if it was not just a gentle breeze on the face, it was only equivalent to a gust of wind with a little intensity.
Ouyang Feng goes against the "wind", his soul is like a bright pearl and diamond. No matter how high the sun is, how strong the wind is, or how fierce the fire is, I will still be shining brightly and calm.
He also did not respond to Bi Xuan's mental pressure.
His mental pressure will only be released at the moment of life and death.
In this way, Ouyang Feng walked all the way to the foot of Cuiyun Peak as if nothing had happened.
Cuiyun Peak was not too high. When Ouyang Feng raised his head, he saw the man on the top of the peak who was as scorching as the sun and as good as a god.
He was a tall man with a face that looked like it was made of bronze and a body that seemed to be able to support the starry sky.
He looked to be only in his early thirties, tall and straight, with a perfect physique, bronze skin, and broad and thick palms, which seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world.
His nose is high and straight, giving people a sense of pride and arrogance. His eyes are bright and cold, and at first sight, one will naturally feel that he can destroy anyone or anything at any time without feeling the slightest bit of guilt afterwards.
There is no doubt that the man standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back is the patron saint of the Turks, "Martial Lord" Bi Xuan!
When Ouyang Feng looked at Bi Xuan.
Bi Xuan also took advantage of the terrain to look down at Ouyang Feng, the youngest grandmaster.
And in Bi Xuan's eyes, Ouyang Feng had an aura that he had never seen before in his life.
On the surface, Ouyang Feng is just a handsome, tall and straight young man with a quiet aura, and even gives people the illusion that he is gentle and harmless.
But in some aspects, the feeling of being a "kindred spirit" still allowed Bi Xuan to catch some clues.
This young man's Qi is as mixed as an elixir, his appearance is round and natural without revealing the slightest edge, but inside he seems to be pregnant with the most ferocious demon, the coldest judgment, and the most terrifying killing.
Bi Xuan's eyes, which originally had a scrutinizing look in them, gradually became solemn.
Although he was in a high position geographically, Bi Xuan's eyes already showed an attitude of "looking straight ahead".
Judging from the mental confrontation just now and the perception of the Qi at this moment, Ouyang Feng has become an opponent recognized by Bi Xuan and capable of standing on equal footing with him.
And the more such an opponent is, the more it can arouse Bi Xuan's fighting spirit, and even give rise to his murderous intent.
now.
The fighting spirit and murderous intent that surged in Bi Xuan's heart were no longer simply for the reputation and face of the grandmaster or the blood revenge of his disciples.
He simply wanted to have a good fight with the youngest grandmaster.
kill him.
Or, be beaten to death by him.
Step, step, step...
The footsteps were neither light nor heavy, with a clear rhythm.
Ouyang Feng followed the mountain path at a leisurely pace and arrived at the top of Cuiyun Peak.
On the top of the peak, there was only Bi Xuan, with a steel spear sticking out from his side.
He put his hands behind his back and stared at Ouyang Feng who was standing still ten feet away. After staring at each other for a while, he slowly spoke:
"I heard that you are good at using a knife, so I brought this spear. This is the weapon I was good at using when I was young. It is called the 'Moon Wolf Spear'. It weighs ninety-nine pounds. The spearhead is extremely sharp and the spear shaft is indestructible... But, where is your knife?"
Ouyang Feng said calmly:
“When it’s time to appear, it will appear naturally.”
"Is it?"
Bi Xuan said calmly:
"I also heard that you have learned the essence of Qu Ao's lifelong martial arts in just a few hundred moves, and your boxing and kicking skills are comparable to Ning Daoqi's. If that's the case, why don't we compete in boxing and kicking first."
"No matter what you want to compete in, I am happy to accompany you."
Ouyang Feng said calmly, slowly raised his hand, clasped his fist and bowed:
"I am Ouyang Feng, and I am here to seek advice from Martial Master Bi Xuan. In this battle, you and I will determine who is better, and also decide life and death!"
"very good."
Bi Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that was as arrogant and conceited as a teenager:
"It's been a long time since I had a good fight. I hope you won't let me down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bi Xuan took a step forward and punched straight at him.
This punch seems ordinary. Any martial artist, even an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, can perform the same punch.
But when he threw his fist, there was not even a sound of wind, and even the slightest force could not be felt. It was obvious that all the power was hidden deep within the tip of his fist, and would not leak out until it came into contact with his opponent.
Just as Bi Xuan stepped forward and punched.
Ouyang Feng also took a step forward and pushed forward with his palm.
The ten-foot distance disappeared in an instant with the two men's casual steps, and then the two men's fists and palms collided with each other without any fancy moves.
Boom!
It was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, or like a mountain collapsing suddenly.
When Ouyang Feng's palm power was released rapidly, the fist power hidden deep in Bi Xuan's fist also burst out violently, and the two forces collided fiercely. The roar made the spectators who had rushed to the foot of the mountain and even the mountainside feel pain in their eardrums and a jump in their hearts at the same time. Those with lesser skills even felt the ground beneath their feet vibrate with the loud noise and fell to the ground involuntarily.
When he looked up again, he saw a cloud of dust rising from the top of the peak. It was the result of the fists and palms of Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan colliding. The ground beneath their feet exploded with a loud bang, and the soil rose up into the sky like a rolling curtain. There were also rolling waves of dust, which rushed in all directions, uprooting all the trees within a few feet of the two of them and making them fall outwards.
When mud and rocks fell like raindrops.
Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan moved at the same time again. Their figures turned into afterimages and they started a fierce fight on the top of the mountain, as dazzling as the collision of comets.
Boom boom boom boom…
There was a deafening and continuous sound of fists and palms colliding.
The loud noise not only made people's blood boil, but also affected the minds of those with shallow skills.
The spectators who were not strong enough felt as if there was an invisible hammer constantly hammering their souls, making them dizzy, chest tightness and nausea. Not to mention watching the fight, even standing still was a luxury.
As a result, many spectators who were self-aware crawled down to the foot of the mountain.
Only those who are strong enough in skills and spiritual cultivation can get a little closer to the top of the mountain and watch the duel between the two from afar.
Even in the eyes of many masters with strong skills and spiritual cultivation, the pace of the fight between Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan was so fast that they could hardly see clearly.
The two people in their eyes were two blurry figures that seemed to have grown many hands and feet. They were moving rapidly with afterimages, chasing each other and colliding from time to time.
And every time they collided, countless hands and feet would collide with lightning, exploding with a series of thunderous noises, shaking the ground to crack, crushing the rocks into powder, and raising billowing smoke and dust, like a sandstorm, covering the sky and the earth...
More than thirty feet away from the battlefield, on a large rock several feet above the ground.
Shan Wanjing pursed her red lips, opened her eyes wide, and stared at the battlefield without blinking.
Although she could not see the details of the battle between Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan with her eyes alone, her powerful spiritual perception of "having a spiritual mirror in her heart" could reflect the details of the fight between the two in her mind one by one.
But although the details were clearly reflected, her brain could not react. Her consciousness was completely unable to keep up with the rhythm of the two people's movements and changes of moves. Often, before she could figure out how to break down and deal with one move, the two of them had already exchanged dozens of moves.
Shan Wanjing tried her best to see clearly so as to judge who had the upper hand between the two. However, after using all her strength to observe and distinguish more than a hundred moves, her energy was almost exhausted. Her cheeks turned pale and her body swayed, and she almost lost her balance.
Shan Meixian quickly came over, held her hand, supported her waist, and said softly:
"This is a life-and-death battle between great masters. It is very dangerous and completely different from your previous competition with Master Ning. You don't have to force yourself to see it clearly. Just trust me, Master."
"Yeah." Shan Wanjing leaned on her mother, nodded gently, relaxed her mind, no longer trying to see clearly, just looked at the two figures moving at high speed with her naked eyes, and said softly:
"I believe...sir, you will win this battle."
More than thirty feet away from the battlefield, on an ancient tree with lush branches and leaves.
Zhu Yuyan, along with Qianqian and Bai Qing'er, stood on a horizontal branch, using the dense tree canopy to hide their bodies. They stared through the gaps between the branches and leaves, staring at the battlefield in the distance. However, even with her eyesight, she could only barely see most of the details of the fight between Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan. The remaining small part was still blurry and foggy.
Not to mention Kankan and Bai Qing'er, with their eyes, they could only see two high-speed moving figures and the afterimages of fists and palms flying all over the sky. With their spiritual sense, they could only sense a chaotic aura of ice and fire mixed together, colliding wildly with each other.
Bai Qing'er looked at it for a while, but felt that she had gained nothing, so she could only ask Zhu Yuyan for advice:
"Master, in your opinion, who will win this battle?"
"It's still unclear for now." Zhu Yuyan said slowly, "At least so far, both of them have performed perfectly in terms of moves and skills. There is no flaw in their responses to every move. Their auras are also extremely powerful and flawless... In this battle, neither side can expect the other to make mistakes and thus find a chance to win."
Bai Qing'er was surprised:
"Neither side will make mistakes, and neither side can find the other's fault. So how will the outcome of this battle be determined?"
Xianxian curled her lips and said disapprovingly:
"Since you don't make mistakes and can't find faults in others, then let's see who can improve faster in this battle and then defeat the opponent with strength! This is all I have to ask... Junior Sister Bai, aren't you using all your cleverness to win people's hearts and intrigue?"
Bai Qing'er smiled slightly, not angry at all, and just said:
"In terms of martial arts training and vision, I am far inferior to you, Senior Sister."
But when it comes to winning people's hearts, you are far from my opponent!
Bai Qing'er thought leisurely in her heart.
This is indeed the case - in the original world line, after Zhu Yuyan's death, Bai Qing'er won over almost all the high-level members of the Yingui Sect. However, Kankan, who was somewhat proud and aloof by nature, and could even be said to be arrogant, did not have a single Yingui Sect master following her, even though she had practiced the "Heavenly Demon Secret" to the eighteenth level.
This shows how big the gap is between the two in terms of winning people's hearts.
The only thing Bai Qing'er regretted was that she was too conservative in Xiangyang City and did not use all her means to pester Ouyang Feng. But who could have known at that time that Ouyang Feng's martial arts skills would improve so quickly?
Even Zhu Yuyan did not expect Ouyang Feng to make such progress.
She stared at the battlefield and said slowly:
"What Xian'er said is right. When one's martial arts skills have reached the level of Bi Xuan and Ouyang Feng, the winner depends on how much each of them can gain from their opponent in this battle, and who can digest the gains faster and improve their strength before the battle..."
Bai Qing'er said, "Doesn't that mean that as long as Master Ouyang is not defeated quickly by Bi Xuan, he will almost certainly win this battle? After all, he has learned the essence of Qu Ao's martial arts within a few hundred moves, and his ability to improve before the battle is incredible."
Zhu Yuyan shook her head and said:
"Bi Xuan's martial arts are not so easy to learn on the battlefield. His martial arts are not bound by rules, but are free to do as he pleases. Every time he strikes, it is a shocking and fatal blow. Ouyang Feng's terrifying learning ability may not work on Bi Xuan. The improvement of the two can only exist at the level of themselves, and they can constantly explore their untapped potential by taking advantage of the pressure from their opponents..."
Upon hearing this, Xianxian laughed:
"According to what Master said, Master Ouyang has a better chance of winning. After all, he is young and probably has a lot of untapped potential. And no matter how young Bi Xuan looks, he is of the older generation and his potential has probably been exhausted. Otherwise, he is much younger than Fu Cailin and Ning Daoqi, and he fought Ning Daoqi to a draw thirty years ago. Why hasn't he surpassed the other two masters after so many years?"
"What Qian'er said makes some sense. However, even though Bi Xuan has been on par with the two great masters for so many years and has never surpassed them, we cannot conclude that his potential has been exhausted. After all, since the battle with Ning Daoqi thirty years ago, Bi Xuan has never met another opponent of equal strength. And when martial arts reaches the level of a great master, if there is no opponent of equal strength to sharpen each other, it is all up to one's own talent. It is extremely difficult to improve even a little bit..."
Xianxian leisurely said:
"It takes an equally matched opponent to hone his skills, otherwise it will be difficult to improve. Doesn't this just show that Bi Xuan's potential has almost been exhausted? Young Master Ouyang disappeared for more than half a year, and during this period, no one heard that he had fought with anyone. When he reappeared, he was able to easily kill Qu Ao and even fought against Ning Daoqi. This shows that he was practicing on his own during the six months he disappeared. With such progress in martial arts through his own practice, doesn't it mean that he still has a lot of potential?"
Zhu Yuyan was slightly startled, then smiled sweetly:
"Xian'er is right. Ouyang Feng's potential is probably deeper than we thought. This battle... maybe there will really be a surprise."
While the three masters and apprentices were discussing this, the situation on the field changed again.
Before this, Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan were moving very fast, so fast that they seemed to have turned into two afterimages. Their attack speeds were also so fast that it was difficult to distinguish them. It was as if the two had grown many hands and feet.
At this moment, both of them slowed down. Not only their body movements became slower, but even their punches and kicks became rigid, as if they were two beginners in martial arts, trying to counter each other's moves.
People who do not have sufficient martial arts training cannot understand such a rigid fighting style at all and will feel completely confused.
But in the eyes of Zhu Yuyan, Old Lady You, Chao Gongcuo, Wang Bo, Shan Meixian and other famous masters with extremely high martial arts skills, as well as Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Shan Wanjing, Kan Kan, Dugu Feng, Shi Feixuan and other up-and-coming talents with keen perceptions, they felt that the fighting style of the two men at this moment was even more terrifying than before.
Because in their opinion, the aura of the two people has clearly expanded to an indescribable greatness, just like a demon god who controls the grassland, controls the scorching sun and sandstorms, and a demon god who controls life and death, controls the west wind and cold currents, are confronting each other in the air.
Those punches and kicks that seemed methodical, rhythmic, ordinary, and even a little slow were all the result of the two demons fighting for life and death with all their might.
On a level invisible to the naked eye, raging sand and raging flames, westerly winds and cold currents, two vast and ferocious divine powers, collided madly like a landslide and tsunami.
And every collision can cause the air to explode and even cause the void to vibrate.
Zhu Yuyan, Shi Feixuan and others who had sensed the "void oscillation" phenomenon with their spiritual perception and had inherited enough secrets were all shocked, because this sign showed that the collision between the two had gradually shaken the void.
If the intensity of the collision is increased a little more, perhaps it can reach the legendary state of "breaking the void"!
Unfortunately, Zhu Yuyan and Shi Feixuan did not know that the legendary realm of "breaking the void" was far from being achieved by the collision of two great masters alone.
If they want to achieve "broken void" through collision with each other, both Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan have to take a big step forward.
But this is obviously impossible.
Even if one encounters an opponent of equal strength, or even if one has great potential and has reached the level of Grandmaster, it is impossible for one to leap forward one or two levels in just one life-and-death duel.
It is possible to advance half a step.
So now, as Zhu Yuyan said, it is time for Ouyang Feng and Bi Xuan to compete in potential.
The competition is about who can take that "half step" faster.
Boom boom boom...
The deafening sound of fists and feet colliding rang out in a distinct rhythm.
The energy of the two expanded and spread to cover half of Cuiyun Peak.
From the peak to the mountainside, all the spectators were enveloped by the demonic aura of the two men.
Those who were enveloped by Bi Xuan's energy felt an unbearable burning sensation in their meridians, as if they had been exposed naked in a vast, dry and hot desert for many days, and had a terrifying feeling of being on the verge of dehydration and death from thirst.
Those who were enveloped by Ouyang Feng's aura felt chills all over their bodies, as if they were standing naked in the snow and ice, and the sharp and murderous west wind was cutting their bodies like a knife, giving them the painful feeling of being cut into pieces by an ice knife.
Those who were unfortunately enveloped by the aura of the two people in turn suffered even more pain. The torture of ice and fire was inhumanly cruel.
So the spectators went through another round of screening.
Those who were not strong enough once again rolled and crawled towards the foot of the mountain to escape from the terrifying demonic aura of the two men.
Those who are strong enough will feel like they have found a treasure. While watching the fight, they will use their internal energy to resist the aura of the two men, using the aura of the two men as a whetstone to hone their own cultivation and mind.
Some even deliberately seek out the intersection of the auras of ice and fire, actively seeking abuse in order to increase their cultivation.
Suddenly.
On the top of the mountain, there was another long, lasting, and deafening sound of metal clashing.
Bi Xuan had already grasped the heavy steel spear called "Moon Wolf Spear" which weighed ninety-nine grams in both hands.
Ouyang Feng also had a long sword in his hand with a blade texture as gorgeous as snowflakes.
The heavy steel spear was in Bi Xuan's hand, light as a feather, and it created an overwhelming spear shadow that enveloped Ouyang Feng.
The Snowflake Iron Knife, which weighed less than one-tenth of the Moon Wolf Spear, felt like a heavy weapon weighing more than a thousand pounds when used by Ouyang Feng. He slashed slowly with an extremely heavy feeling, and each blow brought up a sharp sound like a tsunami.
One made light of heavy things, the other made heavy things seem like heavy things. The contradictory and opposite impressions made many spectators feel extremely uncomfortable and suffocated.
After fighting for a while, Bi Xuan's heavy steel spear began to feel heavy again. The ninety-nine-pound steel spear seemed to have become nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pounds. Every strike gave people a violent feeling of human power being able to destroy mountains.
Ouyang Feng's sword, which had originally seemed so light as if it were nothing, now became light and graceful. The blazing sword light was like flying snow all over the sky or pear blossoms on thousands of trees, making the spectators' eyes see everything white. They even gave the impression that the entire Cuiyun Peak was covered in snow.
clang!clang!clang!
The sound of metal clashing continued. Sharp gusts of wind splashed in all directions, leaving straight, horizontal and straight cracks on the ground.
All objects affected by the splashing strong wind when the swords and spears collided, whether they were trees or stones, were equally broken and shattered.
Even the spectators who were closer were affected. In addition to watching the battle, they had to devote some of their energy to fighting off the terrible aftermath.
The battle of weapons lasted for an unknown amount of time.
The thousands of spear shadows that Bi Xuan had, like a raging sea, suddenly retracted. The Moon Wolf Spear was like a black lightning that could break through the sky, carrying with it a fierce gust of wind that could crush rocks into powder, and it pierced Ouyang Feng's chest.
Before the spear arrived, the strong wind had already enveloped Ouyang Feng's entire body, blocking all his space to retreat.
But Ouyang Feng had no intention of retreating.
At the moment when the spear was about to pierce him, Ouyang Feng held the knife in one hand, raised it above his head, and pointed the tip of the knife to the sky. He completely restrained his Qi, and the Wuji true Qi gathered into a ball in his Dantian, like an egg of chaos, or a flawless golden elixir.
Afterwards, in the Dantian, the round and flawless Qi ball that looked like a golden elixir flashed with crystal light, as if an unknown god was swinging a giant axe in it, chopping the Chaos Egg.
The moment the Qi ball burst, the Infinite Qi also exploded, spreading to every corner of Ouyang Feng's body without any time interval, and even filling every texture of his skin. The long sword he raised high and pointed to the sky also burst out with a bright sword energy, with the force of cutting through the sky and splitting the earth, he chopped down with the Moon Wolf Spear that was coming at him heavily.
clang--
Even Zhu Yuyan, Chao Gongcuo, Old Lady You, Shan Meixian and other masters were temporarily deafened by the sound of clashing metal.
The snow-white iron knife that had accompanied Ouyang Feng in battles for many years broke in the middle, and the tip of the knife spun and flew out, instantly cutting down more than a dozen ancient trees of varying thicknesses, and was thrown dozens of feet away before it fell to the foot of the mountain.
The Moon Wolf Spear, which had accompanied Bi Xuan in battles since his youth and had earned him a great reputation and had drunk the blood of countless powerful enemies, suddenly broke and pierced into the ground with a "plop", leaving a hole of unknown depth and disappearing completely.
Looking at the severed spear.
Bi Xuanwei was distracted.
Ouyang Feng also sighed with regret, put away the half-broken knife, and at the same time straightened his back, and a series of crackling sounds burst out from his body. With the crisp sound, not only did his Qi expand again, but his real body shape also became slightly larger. Even the jade crown that bound his hair exploded into pieces with a snap under the surge of Qi, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.
"Venerable Bi, try this move I prepared especially for you - the Heaven-Flipping Seal!"
Boom!
Ouyang Feng took a step forward, and when the ground shook violently, he had already squeezed out the air, and with a sound like thunder, he rushed in front of Bi Xuan in an instant. At the same time, he raised his right hand high, palm facing the sky, turned his palm over, and smashed it down on Bi Xuan's head.
The moment the palm fell, it was as if the blue sky was turned over and turned into a big seal, falling into the human world with the force of crushing everything!
Seeing this scene, Zhu Yuyan was shocked, a faint blue light flashed in her pupils, and she shouted:
"Ouyang Feng has taken that half step!"
[I wanted to sleep for ten hours, but I had something on my mind, so I woke up before 1:00 in the afternoon and rushed to finish the manuscript. Today I combined two chapters into one, please vote for me! ]
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