Chapter 66: The Dragon King of the Western Extreme Ouyang Feng did not say the rest of the words. Because the current Huang Yaoshi is just a young man who just turned sixteen last month, and is not yet one of the Five Greatest Masters in the World. However, despite this, the bias expressed in his words was obvious. "Lu Zhishen, what do you mean?" Old Master Tiedan Shenquan said angrily, "Are you going to speak up for this kid named Huang?" Lu Zhishen? Huang Yaoshi blinked and looked at Ouyang Feng with a strange expression, obviously knowing the names of the Liangshan generals. At this time, the Changbai Sword Jin Kesong also said sinisterly: "Master Lu, Huang has just turned sixteen, and you see he is not even twenty yet. Could it be that he and Huang are young and ambitious and have a mutual sympathy for each other?" Ouyang Feng drank a glass of wine and said calmly: "I came from the Western Regions to the pass, hoping to meet the heroes of the world. I thought that even if you all joined the Jin people, it was because the Song court was wrong first. It was the Song court that surrendered to the Jin court, handed over the orthodoxy of the Central Plains to the Jin Kingdom, and completely abandoned the northerners, leaving you with no choice but to serve the Jin court for the sake of honor. Just like the scholars in the north could only participate in the imperial examinations of the Jin Kingdom. "The Song court is cowardly, and they have abandoned ponds and trees, and they are still unwilling to talk about military affairs. The northerners are helpless, and their abilities are in vain, and they have no way to serve their country. I can understand all this. I also thought that even if your character is flawed, at least your martial arts are acceptable. Although you are not heroes, you can barely be called heroes of the north. But I didn't expect..."
He took the wine glass handed to him by Lin Chaoying, drank another full glass, and continued: "It turns out that all the so-called seniors and masters here are just like pigs and dogs." His eyes were calm and his tone was even, unlike the weird tone of the young Huang Yaoshi. But his calmness and composure made everyone even angrier than when Huang Yaoshi pointed out Daosheng's true identity. Because of his posture, it was as if he was a judge from a high position, who was "making the final judgment" on everyone, as if his words could determine the fate of everyone. Are all the young people nowadays so crazy? "Lu, Zhi, Shen!" Ouyang Feng's words made everyone's hatred focused on him. Old Master Hou, the Iron-hearted Divine Fist, shouted loudly, shook his hand and shot out an iron heart, which went straight to Ouyang Feng's face. This time, no one stopped the old guy from taking action. Before Old Man Hou Tiedan made his move, Huang Yaoshi saw his elbow move slightly and predicted it in advance. He pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword like lightning and was about to draw his sword to help Ouyang Feng cut off Tiedan. But in a flash he caught a glimpse of Lin Chaoying, who was sitting next to Ouyang Feng, with a smile on her lips and a calm expression, not worried at all. So he suppressed his anxiety for the moment and wanted to see what this "Lonely Star Lu Zhishen" had to rely on to dare to support him in the Jin man's tent. Whoosh! There was a flash of silver light and a sound of breaking through the air. In just a moment, the iron gall had already shot in front of Ouyang Feng. Facing this sudden attack that could kill a bull, Ouyang Feng sat upright on the seat, his waist not moving at all. He just raised his hand lightly, and with a technique that seemed slow but was actually fast, he flicked the iron gall with his fingertips. The iron gall then spun around, and actually changed direction with the help of air conditioning, and flew back along the same route, and it was three times faster when it went than when it came! It is exactly the art of transplanting flowers and jade. Old Master Hou never expected that Ouyang Feng had this trick and was almost caught off guard. Fortunately, he was a senior master who had been famous for many years, had experienced many battles and had profound skills. When he saw that the situation was not right, he used the "Iron Bridge" and leaned back to dodge, thus narrowly avoiding the danger. But even so, the iron gall bladder still grazed his forehead, causing it to feel as if it had been hit hard, leaving a swollen red mark. He could no longer hold on to the iron bridge and fell directly to the ground, covered in wine and grease. The dignity of the senior celebrity was instantly gone. Seeing that the famous Jingzhao veteran with many years of fame, Mr. Hou, known as the "Iron-hearted Divine Fist", was beaten so badly by "Lu Zhishen", a young man who was less than 20 years old, who used his amazing kung fu, even though he used his famous kung fu and took the initiative, the whole tent was suddenly silent again. Huang Yaoshi raised his eyebrows and looked at Ouyang Feng with interest. The others were shocked and stunned, unable to believe it. Lin Chaoying looked as if it was a matter of course.
On the way from Xingqing Prefecture to Guanzhong, she had practiced with Ouyang Feng countless times and had already experienced his power of "transplanting flowers and joining jades". Wanyan Tieshu, who was sitting on the main seat, had a dark face and his eyes were full of shame and anger. How could he not understand at this moment that this "Lu Zhishen" had hidden a lot of strength when he had fought him before. Because even he could only dodge when facing the iron gall of Mr. Hou, and it was impossible for him to just flick the iron gall back. Thinking of how he had sworn in front of his elder brother that "Lu Zhishen and Lin Daiyu" came here to make a name for themselves and it was impossible for them to hide their skills, Wanyan Tieshu felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped in the face. He crushed the jade cup with a snap, stared at Ouyang Feng, and said sternly: "Who are you anyway?" Ouyang Feng no longer concealed it and said calmly: "My surname is Ouyang, and my given name is Feng." "Ouyang Feng?" Wanyan Tieshu's pupils trembled violently: "Before he was even seventeen, he led eighteen cavalrymen to raid Gaochang Royal City, slaughtered the Shaojian Mansion with blood, and fought for three thousand miles, killing the White-robed Shura, Blood-handed Yaksha, and the Western Dragon King Ouyang Feng, who made the Western Regions tremble with fear? Before he was eighteen, he led five hundred cavalrymen to raid Gaochang Royal City, destroyed the capital, captured the royal family, and wiped out more than a thousand armored cavalrymen of the Western Liao Dynasty. Ouyang Feng, the White Camel Prince of Gaochang?" Ouyang Feng himself was a little dazed after hearing his string of monologues. I clearly only captured one hundred armored cavalry and two hundred light cavalry. When did I wipe out more than a thousand armored cavalry of Western Liao? Lin Chaoying was finally moved at this time, and looked at Ouyang Feng with surprise. She had a deep understanding of Ouyang Feng's abilities, but she never expected that this younger brother and sweetheart, who seemed a little cruel and ruthless, skilled in touching corpses, and not like a good guy, but was loyal, generous and magnanimous, actually had such murderous and majestic titles as "White-Clothed Shura, Blood-Handed Yaksha, and Western Dragon King", and had even performed the majestic deeds of 19 riders fighting in 3,000 miles and 500 riders conquering a country. Isn't he only eighteen years old this year? So when he just claimed that he had killed countless people at the age of sixteen and was unstoppable, was he really not exaggerating? Huang Yaoshi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at Ouyang Feng with admiration and a hint of dissatisfaction... As for the others, they were all shocked after hearing what Wanyan Tieshu said. They never expected that this young man in white, who was less than 20 years old, had done things that were so many times more spectacular than those of their elder seniors who had been adults for many years, and that his name was so fierce and awe-inspiring. Destroy the country! Kill the senior officials of Western Liao and slay the Western Liao cavalry! These people, who are real gangsters, usually don't even dare to think about this kind of thing! When everyone was shocked, Ouyang Feng, who was slightly stunned, came back to his senses, shook his head and said: "As expected of the Jin Dynasty, they are so well-informed about news in the Western Regions..." Wanyan Tieshu said coldly: "Further west of the Western Regions is the Western Liao, our old enemy of the Great Jin. A few years ago, the Western Liao had overestimated its own strength and attacked the Great Jin through the Western Xia. In that battle, Gaochang also sent troops to help with food and became a minion of the Western Liao. In that case, how could we not pay attention to the intelligence of the Western Regions? Don't forget, you are facing the Great Jin with a vast territory, a rich and powerful court, and a population of more than 50 million, not the remnant Liao with a population of only more than 400,000 and being attacked from many sides, so it can only let you fool it." Ouyang Feng nodded slowly: "I have paid enough attention to the Jin Kingdom, but I did underestimate the Jin Kingdom in terms of intelligence. But even so, what can you do to me?" Wanyan Tieshu smiled tenderly: "If you were far away in the Western Regions, I would be unable to do anything to you. After all, between Dajin and Gaochang, there are not only mountains and deserts, but also Xixia and Mongolia. But you are too arrogant. You actually ran to Guanzhong without knowing the consequences and even provoked me in my military camp. Hey... You, the Dragon King of the Western Regions, will be skinned and cramped by me, Wanyan Tieshu, today!" Please support me with monthly votes! (End of this chapter)