Create a Cultivation Technique at the beginning

“Haha, Wang Chongyang, now Wang Chongyang, may not be dead!”

“Zhou Botong, you Quanzhen faction hand over the Nine Yin True Scripture, otherwise everyone will die!”

Icy words came out of Ouyang Feng’s mouth, and with this voice, the terrifying sense of oppression was released even more unscrupulously, and even Zhou Botong’s body couldn’t help but take a step back.

Behind him, Ma Yu and the others’ hands holding the swords were trembling.

Ouyang Feng is too strong.

Powerful enough to suffocate them.

“Hmph!”

“Ouyang Feng, don’t think that you are the only one.”

“Me too!”

Zhou Botong snorted coldly, and the figure rooked up at this moment.

His hands turned into afterimages, and one after another True Qi was attached to them, and he was the first to attack towards Ouyang Feng.

“Absolute, Zhou Botong, you also want to fight me!”

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, and the snake head crutch was raised, and then blocked Zhou Botong’s attack.

At this time, Zhou Botong’s strength had not yet reached its peak, and when this one really bloomed, he should have been locked up by Huang Yaoshi for more than ten years, so that he could cultivate his martial arts into strength.

At this moment, there was still a clear gap between him and Ouyang Feng.

Even if they are both supreme, as soon as they fight, Zhou Botong is instantly suppressed.

The two true qi are facing each other.

There was already blood deep above the corner of Zhou Botong’s mouth, and there was a violent shock in his qi and blood, and at this time, his internal intestines had already received heavy damage.

However, at this moment, he could not retreat.

After fighting with Ouyang Feng, Zhou Botong had already felt Ouyang Feng’s strength.

Those masters and nephews of their own will definitely not be able to stop it.

“Zhou Botong, you are looking for death yourself, don’t blame me!”

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, and the figure directly lay on the ground, swallowing, a strange sound arose, and the real qi moved, and it seemed to double in an instant.

“Not good!”

Zhou Botong’s face changed.

Almost subconsciously, I wanted to shoot, but I had already eaten.

Ouyang Feng flicked slightly, and the whole person directly collided.

“Boom!”

“Poof!”

A dull voice rose, and the next moment Yan red blood flew out, and Zhou Botong’s body flew out directly upside down.

“Uncle Master!”

“Uncle Master!”

…..

The Quanzhen Qizi behind him couldn’t help but exclaim, and several people hurriedly ran to catch Zhou Botong.

“Hand over the Nine Yin True Scripture, otherwise, you will all have to die!”

Ouyang Feng’s figure landed, his eyes became even more gloomy, and the rich killing intent spread throughout the surroundings.

At this moment, everyone in the entire hall couldn’t help but sink to the bottom in their hearts.

Even Uncle Junior didn’t block it, and they definitely couldn’t stop it.

“Ouyang Feng, you don’t have to think about it, it’s impossible!”

Qiu Zhiji drank angrily, and the figure was ready to rush out.

However, he was pulled abruptly by Zhou Botong.

At this time, Zhou Botong’s breath was weak, and the wisp of blood above the corner of his mouth was particularly eye-catching.

A mouth, originally wanted to speak, but it was a coughing sound, and a large amount of blood spit out of the mouth again.

The atmosphere also fell into an extreme stalemate at this moment.

Ouyang Feng’s patience also seemed to have reached the limit, and he really moved, and he slapped his palm again, ready to strike again.

However, at this moment, Ouyang Feng suddenly felt a death-like crisis.

The instinct of a supreme master.

He had a choice for this moment.

The palm that originally slapped upwards turned and bombarded the ground directly.

“Boom!”

The ground exploded with a bang, and with the help of a huge counterforce, Ouyang Feng’s body exploded almost instantly.

The White Camel Mountain Estate family said that the superior light skill was launched in an instant, and it had already exploded for three or four long periods in just an instant.

However, after retreating, he still felt the death crisis, and there were layers of sweat behind him at this moment.

Without the slightest hesitation, his right hand moved, and the True Qi agitation of his whole body was all attached to the palm of the Divine Camel Snow Mountain.

A palm came out, and it seemed to have the sound of the wind howling.

Yet the next moment.

The palm wind was instantly annihilated, and his true qi was also cut off in an instant, and Ouyang Feng’s eyes saw only a brilliant sword light.

The sight was completely replaced by whiteness.

“Poof!”

The clear voice rose again, but this moment it was not where the Quanzhen School was, but where Ouyang Feng was.

“Ugh!”

A harsh scream came out.

Ouyang Feng was horrified in his heart.

His right arm was actually broken at this moment.

The huge sword light slashed down, and his attack was broken, and at the same time his arm was broken.

Below, a huge sword mark appeared that ran through tens of meters.

Horror.

unimaginable horror.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng only had this feeling.

So much so that in the midst of the scream, he almost instantly turned into horror, and the whole person couldn’t care about anything else, and as soon as he turned around, all the true qi in his body mobilized at this moment.

Desperately, desperately going down the mountain.

He didn’t know what was going on just now.

It’s not clear how that sword came out.

But he knew that the Quanzhen School had a top master, a top master beyond his imagination, just a sword, all his ambition, greed, and conceit were cut off in an instant.

Ouyang Feng’s figure was gone in the blink of an eye.

So that the entire Quanzhen Seven Sons, including Zhou Botong, did not react.

And the moment when Ouyang Feng’s figure completely disappeared, everyone’s bodies couldn’t help but shock.

Quanzhen Qizi and Zhou Botong’s gazes both looked at Ma Yu almost instantly.

Just now, they naturally sensed that the sword light came out from Ma Yu.

“Senior brother, you?”

Qiu Zhiji spoke, but in his line of sight, his senior brother was also stunned, and in his senior brother’s hand, a small wooden sword was shattering at this time, as if weathered, and there were wisps of sword qi dissipating on it.

“Ma Yu boy, what is in your hand, it seems to be fun.”

Zhou Botong’s eyes lit up, and the whole person jumped up and snatched the wooden sword in Ma Yu’s hand.

It’s just that the wooden sword has completely dissipated as soon as it reached Zhou Botong’s hands.

“This, disappear!”

“Disappeared?”

“How did it disappear?”

Zhou Botong’s face was still pale, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but the whole person suddenly turned red, and even lay on the ground and groped repeatedly.

And Quanzhen Qizi was silent all of a sudden.

This wooden sword is no stranger to them.

The message from the Tibetan scripture pavilion that day is still vividly remembered.

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(The fourth more, and the next one more, kneel for support!!) ）