Yan Nanfei laughed, his laughter was full of contempt, and he was not afraid: "If you want to kill me, show your strength, one-on-one, you have no chance of winning!" ”

Uncle Tai sighed lightly: "Fu Hongxue said that your swordsmanship is uneven, stiff and flawed, I want to see if you have improved for so many days, if not, then it will be difficult for you to escape under my sword today." ”

"Buzz ......"

The smoke and twilight sword whistled softly, and his body moved, like a flying crane flying flat on the ground, and the blue light flashed towards Yan Nanfei. This sword has no fancy skills, the speed is extremely fast, it is the pinnacle of Uncle Tai's lifelong learning, the power contained in the sword is extremely powerful, the blade of the sword crosses, rubbing the surrounding air, making a piercing whistle.

Although he was extremely contemptuous of Yan Nanfei's language, he didn't dare to underestimate Yan Nanfei, Yan Nanfei was one of the masters he had seen in his life, and he wanted to try what level Yan Nanfei was.

Yan Nanfei was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that Uncle Tai would do it without warning.

Boom!

The right hand moved suddenly, and the red light flashed, and the rose sword, which had been held in his hand, came out of its sheath with a dazzling cold light, and slashed in the air, crossing a red wave.

There was a buzzing sound, the sword light flickered, the opponent's sword was too fast, it was too late to dodge, Yan Nanfei could only clasp his left hand on the tip of the sword, and rotate it horizontally above his head.

Mars in all directions.

Uncle Tai's sword really slashed on Yan Nanfei's sword surface. But the power of his sword was extremely great, and Yan Nanfei's long sword was suddenly split and bent up, becoming an arc. You must know that Uncle Tai's body is very strong, and he already weighs thousands of catties with a sword.

Yan Nanfei's body was affected by this force. It shook off a bit. The foot took a step back. Immediately, the internal qi was rolling, and through the infusion of the long sword with both hands, the rose sword gradually straightened out, stopping the sword.

Yan Nanfei looked at the Taishu in front of him, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Your sword is powerful and heavy, but it is useless to me, I practice Wudang's Tai Chi Xuangong." At that moment, the internal qi turned into a silky soft strength, and the long sword was clothed. Little by little, the power on the Great Sword of Smoke dissipated.

Uncle Tai's eyes shrank suddenly, and he secretly praised this Yan Nanfei's internal qi Yin and Yang rotated, endless, pure and soft.

Feeling the softer and softer force on the long sword, his big sword seemed to be slashed into a deep pool. His eyes are full of brilliance, Wudang's Tai Chi is indeed a must, to overcome rigidity with softness, to static braking, to dial a thousand catties with four or two, and to make the first to start. Continuous, rigid and soft.

But so what. It is not yet known who killed the deer. So he stomped on the ground, and the force rose from the ground, and the strength on the twilight sword increased in an instant, and the strength of the whole body was concentrated in one point, which was enough for ten thousand catties.

Yan Nanfei involuntarily took a step back again.

"How daring!"

Yan Nanfei's eyes were full of murderous intent, he had never been forced to retreat like this, the rose sword suddenly retreated, and the power disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Uncle Tai secretly screamed badly, and as the other party retreated, the big sword in his hand involuntarily slashed forward.

Yan Nanfei shrank into a ball, let the smoke sword, the buzzing sword whistle sounded, and the red light of the long sword flashed, and it was sent straight towards Uncle Tai's chest.

The speed is fast, incredibly fast, if Dugu Yihe's sword is complex and dense, and the gods and ghosts are difficult to defend, then Yan Nanfei's swordsmanship is extremely fast and weird, attacking from all the dead corners of the human body.

Yan Nanfei's sword is exactly where Uncle Tai is burning.

Because of Yan Nanfei's sudden withdrawal of the sword, Uncle Tai's center of gravity shifted forward, and this sword stabbed at the time when his body could not be adjusted.

There is no escaping this sword.

"Do you really want me to avoid it!"

Uncle Tai's eyes flashed with a hint of anger, and the body of the "Spiral Nine Shadows" suddenly moved half a foot horizontally, turning the impossible into a possibility, and then the smoke sword was horizontal.

Disheveled!

The two swords resonate and are full of energy.

Uncle Tai's body shook and stopped, but Yan Nanfei took two or three steps back.

"What a strong force!"

Yan Nanfei's eyes showed a look of surprise, and just when he was surprised, Uncle Tai's scorching smoky sword suddenly slashed down and went straight to his head, the wind was rolling, and the muscles and bones were roaring together, like thunder.

Yan Nanfei's long sword trembled suddenly, buzzing, loud, resounding throughout the room, his footsteps moved, he flashed to the side, the long sword shook, and in the red light, it stabbed from another angle.

One hit misses, two strikes come again, and the cycle continues.

Uncle Tai picked up the smoky sword and fought with Yan Nanfei in one place. The two have already fought for more than a dozen swords, and Uncle Tai is relaxed and easy, but gradually Yan Nanfei is a little stretched, and the offensive has changed to a defensive position, and he is defending with all his might.

At this time, Uncle Tai's swordsmanship has reached a new height, and the use of the heavy sword is vividly played, although Yan Nanfei's swordsmanship is tricky and weird, stabbing from all angles, but Uncle Tai's swordsmanship is like a sea tide, endless, and it is like a storm attacking Yan Nanfei.

Thirty moves have passed, Yan Nanfei gradually revealed his defeat, and his tricky swordsmanship has changed, becoming like a big net, silky and soft, gradually tightening towards the center. One sword after another, drawing circles, large and small, oblique and straight in all kinds of circles. There is only one trick in swordsmanship, which is to draw circles, but this circle is endless, and it keeps drawing.

Yan Nanfei's sword qi was silky and soft, and Uncle Tai's swordsmanship seemed to be like a quagmire as soon as it touched the opponent's sword momentum, and it was difficult to run.

"Tai Chi Swordsmanship...... How do you know Tai Chi swordsmanship? ”

Uncle Tai was very surprised, the swordsmanship performed by Yan Nanfei was very similar to the Taiji swordsmanship of later generations, but the power was countless times stronger than that of later generations.

"That's right, it's the Tai Chi Sword Technique, known as the best defensive Tai Chi Sword Technique in the world."

Yan Nanfei smiled, his face was calm, and the Tai Chi swordsmanship continued to come out, with big circles and small circles, and yin and yang cycles.

Uncle Tai's face remained unchanged, the smoky sword became heavier and heavier, the tsunami sounded, and the sword momentum was like a tide, wave after wave, surging towards Yannan.

Stepping on the ground, every step he took, he slashed out a sword, and for a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and twenty moves passed.

"Tai Chi swordsmanship, bringing together the qi of yin and yang, no matter the weight of the sword, you can also shrink freely from far and near, although your swordsmanship has reached the yin and yang cycle, but as Fu Hongxue said, your stiffness problem has not been solved, so this time, you can't retreat under my sword!"

Uncle Tai's voice sounded faintly, a ball of blue light burst out, the momentum was high, and the blue light burst out, the Xuantian weak water sword qi in the body was transported to the extreme, the sword qi soared, the twilight sword roared lightly, and the waves rolled in an instant, and the back waves pushed the front waves, like mountains, and they struck towards Yan Nanfei endlessly.

This sword is going to the flaw of Tai Chi swordsmanship.

Yan Nanfei's Tai Chi swordsmanship does not have a perfect fusion, and there are some small flaws between the yin and yang cycles, but this flaw will kill him when the masters are fighting.

Yan Nanfei has no self-protection exercises, and his physical body is not strong, so under the sword of Uncle Tai, he can only die.

Bang!

The energy was exchanged, and the sword light disappeared one by one, and Yan Nanfei was split open by the smoke sword, and the blood splashed and rolled to the ground.

The smoky sword was returned to the sheath, and Uncle Tai looked at Yan Nanfei's corpse and sighed lightly: "It's a pity, you Yan Nanfei is a daughter. I can't enjoy it. ”

His eyes looked at the rose sword that was still in Yan Nanfei's hand, his eyes flashed, he snatched it down, put it in the ring, and then searched his body a few times, only finding some silver taels.

The body moved, rushing into the darkness like a flying crane.

The rose sword was originally not red, but a top-level blade like autumn water, but it was only poured out by Yan Nanfei with the refining method of ten thousand spirit marrow with the blood of a variety of poisons to water a bright rose, and then the rose juice was used to dye the high-grade sword red, the long sword is poisonous, and the sword qi and sword wind can also hurt people, so it is a rose sword.

Yan Nanfei used this sword to fight with him for dozens of moves, but it was not broken, not even a notch and scratch, you can see how good this sword is, so Uncle Tai put the long sword into the Qingluan ring. (To be continued.) )