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Volume Three: Chapter 399: Fog

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    Compared with the fierce battle over there between the old man of the Ouyang family and the three masters, the confrontation between the father and son of the Ouyang family here seemed a bit tepid.  Although Ouyang's old master's skills are slightly better, he is over seventy years old after all, and his physical strength is naturally no match for Ouyang Xiong, who is just over fifty. As long as Ouyang Xiong can resist for a while, he will gradually take the initiative.  Presumably, Ouyang Chen also knew his son's plan. Not only did he attack fiercely, but as an elder, he kept stimulating Ouyang Xiong with words in an attempt to shake his son's confidence. However, Ouyang Xiong remained unmoved, calm and composed, and tried to challenge Ouyang Xiong at the first sign of attack.  Recruit, take your time.  "Xiong'er, why would I pass on the title of head of the family to you? I just want you to carry forward the Ouyang family, but you But you insist on having your own way, and actually attach the entire Ouyang family to Ye Feng, a brat who is still young. It's really  Damn it, have you forgotten your father's teachings? Stop it, Xiong'er." Ouyang Chen was cunning and cunning, his eyes flashed. Seeing that he couldn't tell the winner in a short time, he persuaded him with soft words and moved his heart.  While speaking, Ouyang Chen inadvertently glanced at Luo Luo, whose eyes were still closed, and counted the time. Seeing that Luo Luo had gathered more and more skills, he gradually panicked.  Ouyang Xiong naturally noticed his father's little movement, sneered, and barely blocked his father's powerful palm. He was pushed back a few steps before he stabilized his body.  Although he frowned and endured the pain in his body, his breath was still stable, and he said quietly: "Father, you said that I have my own way, so what are you and my grandfather doing? How can you cling to the rebellion of the previous dynasty?  Have you promoted the Ouyang family? It's all an excuse. What about the Ouyang family and the righteousness? It's all for yourself, right? "Haha magic skills?" Ouyang Chen laughed and shook his head.  , said disdainfully, "Since you asked, my father is not afraid to tell you that your grandfather has stopped doing things for a long time. His character should also be understood. I just told him that if he chooses this path, he can compete with all the masters in the world.  Your grandfather's heroic life was just a thought, and he was called a devil by the so-called righteous way. It is really ridiculous, so I want him to take revenge. Do you really think that the Ouyang family's seal of three thousand miles can help the Ouyang family stand in the world?  After saying that, Ouyang Chen's eyes narrowed and he raised his palms. Although the gesture was still like the Ouyang family's special skill of sealing three thousand miles, the mist rising from his palms was no longer a cold white mist.  It was a coquettish black mist. He stared at the mist with lowered eyebrows, his eyes were hot, and he sighed: "They told me that after practicing this technique, combined with our family's Feng Sanqianli, they can create an even colder one."  Bing. Look, they didn¡¯t lie to me. This is Feng Sanqianli, my father. Are you surprised? Hehe, son, as long as you get out of the way, I will naturally teach it to you." "Hehe  Just now you were talking about family justice, but now? You are always doing it for yourself. My father, since you said that my Ouyang family¡¯s seal of three thousand miles is not good, then, as the current head of the Ouyang family, I will use this quilt.  Feng Sanqianli, who you look down upon, will fight you." Ouyang Xiong was unmoved, but lowered his body, bowed and took a stance, completely blocking Luo Luo behind him.  "You're such a treacherous son." Ouyang Chen was furious, and a trace of blood rose in his eyes, but for just a moment, he stopped being angry and smiled instead, sighing, "Haha well, if my son can die in the hands of his father, that's a shame."  What a blessing." As he spoke, Ouyang Chen suppressed his smile, his face became gloomy, and his hair like autumn frost moved with the wind, which gave him a sense of Taoist style.  But the next moment, a trace of magic flashed between his eyebrows, he grinned, sneered, spread his hands, two black mists rose, and asked in a particularly cold voice: "Ouyang Xiong, I want to ask you one last question as a father.  For once, are you willing to give up and get out of the way? " Ouyang Xiong did not answer, but frowned, his eyes became colder, and he spread his hands like Ouyang Chen, but the difference was that snow-white mist rose from his palms.  Then, he looked at Ouyang Chen with a half-smile but without saying anything, he gave his answer.  Ouyang Chen, who seemed to have known this for a long time, shook his head and stepped forward. Ouyang Xiong started at the same time. Almost at the same time, their palms touched each other, creating a deep pit.  But there was no stagnation between the two of them. Ouyang Xiong's palm, filled with white mist, turned into a claw and grabbed his father's shoulder, trying to control the old man's arm.  Ouyang Chen sneered, leaned back, stepped lightly, and turned over to avoid the sharp claw. However, he paused for a moment, twisted again, and turned his body back again, and Hei Wu's palm slapped him hard.  He slapped Ouyang Xiong on the back and shouted: "Boy, you are too naive." Ouyang Chen was stunned for a moment. The screams he imagined did not appear. He even touched the corner of his son's clothes.  Before I could touch it, the figure that was so close in front of me suddenly appeared and disappeared, and finally disappeared and returned to dust.  When he came back to his senses, he saw Ouyang Xiong appeared on the other side. He was shocked. He couldn't help pointing at him and said in shock: "This this is not the footwork of the Ouyang family what on earth is this?" Ouyang Xiong looked down.  Looking at the footwork he had just walked, he sighed a little: "This is the first time I have used it in a real life-and-death fight Do you think I will have nothing to do after joining the Ye League? Could it be that my father has forgotten"Whose footwork was the same as this at Ouyang's house yesterday?  " "This" Ouyang Chen frowned, recalling the ethereal and ethereal footwork. Suddenly, a woman with bare feet appeared in his mind, who could compete with Ouyang Lin with just one person's strength. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.  He said, "You actually learned Ming Yue's method of lightening one's body. It seems that my father really underestimated you." "Haha It's not about learning. I'm still a half-hearted person. Sometimes I'm good at it, but sometimes I'm not good at it. Ming Yue is just  Give me a little boost" Ouyang Xiong sneered, clenched his fist, waved his hand, and sprinkled a mist like snowflakes, and said calmly, "Father, let's continue. I don't know if you can bear it?  " Although Ouyang Xiong seemed to be joking, he himself was also very exhausted and his steps were a bit cumbersome. Ouyang Chen was even more unbearable and his physical strength could no longer support him. The father and son used their full strength in the defense and attack just now.  , but he didn't want to cause any harm to the other party. Ouyang Chen looked at Luo Luo, whose face was gradually turning red. His heart became more and more anxious. His eyes flashed, and Ouyang Xiong turned around and looked at Luo Luo.  He breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Since we, father and son, are both in this state, why don't we decide the outcome with the following move? You use your magic power, and I use mine to seal three thousand miles. All grudges will be settled."  Let¡¯s finish it with this move.¡± Of course, Ouyang Xiong has already figured out that Luo Luo will wake up after this move. At that time, no matter Ouyang Xiong is dead or alive, Ye Meng will be considered the winner. But right here.  At this time, Ouyang Chen shouted loudly: "Father, the matter has come to this. My son is unfilial, so I have to use this trick. I will have to trouble my father to take care of me from now on." Those decisive words seemed to hide some kind of agreement. Ouyang Lin was fighting fiercely in front of him.  Expressionless and silent, Ouyang Xiong was stunned and looked at his father in front of him in shock. He saw the old man laughing and raising his hand to slap his forehead
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