"Huh!"

The old eunuch looked stunned and said in surprise: "Since our family created this magic skill, we have never performed it on the rivers and lakes, how do you know?"

Meng Fan chuckled lightly, did not answer, his eyes swept over Zhao Min, and he laughed in a low voice: "It seems that you are this girl's hole card?"

"Not bad!"

didn't get an answer, and the old eunuch didn't care, and after admitting it, he sighed again, "Our family is old, and we have no interest in the things on the rivers and lakes. ”

When Meng Fan heard this, he thought that the old eunuch was just coping with a trip, but unexpectedly, next, he only heard the old eunuch's tone change, and said coldly: "However, since our family is here, this errand will definitely be properly hosted by Shaomin County." ”

The old eunuch's attitude changed so quickly that Meng Fan couldn't help but be stunned, at that moment, he put away his smile and replied expressionlessly: "Since that's the case, then there's no need to talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

"It's okay, our family is also trying to learn the martial arts of Sect Master Meng!" As he spoke, he saw a flash of green shadow, and the old eunuch had already made a move.

Meng Fan knew the old eunuch's martial arts well, and he had been waiting for it for a long time, and as soon as the green shadow moved, he noticed it, but the other party's speed was really incredible, and he came to him in the blink of an eye.

Immediately after, Meng Fan felt a sharp sword aura stabbing straight towards the center of his eyebrows. His heart sank, and his vigilance added another three points, and at the same time, his right arm was raised, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and the cyan sword body slowly stabbed out.

This sword was completely different from Meng Fan's previous swords, and it was the most serious sword he had made since he learned the Dugu Nine Swords. This sword seems to be slow and fast, attacking the enemy's vital points, and presenting the subtlety of Dugu Jiujian to the fullest.

The old eunuch's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good swordsmanship!" When the words sounded, his right hand flipped over, and the sword finger instantly stabbed the sword body.

Ding——

A crisp sound of gold and iron rang out, and the Qingfeng Sword deflected in response, breaking away from the vital point of the old eunuch. Meng Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he vaguely saw a slender embroidery needle between the opponent's sword fingers.

Sure enough, Meng Fan's mind turned, and the long sword trembled sharply and stabbed into the old eunuch's chest. The sword fluttered and flickered, and it seemed that it was not accurate, but the old eunuch's face became even more solemn.

At that moment, I saw the old eunuch move a step to the left, avoiding the tip of the sword, and then the sword pointed at a point, stabbing at the Shenmen point in Meng Fan's right hand.

Although his speed was extremely fast, Meng Fan's Dugu Nine Sword was exquisite, and before the embroidery needle pierced, Meng Fan's wrist turned, and the sword body drew a circle in response to the situation, forcing the old eunuch to withdraw the sword again.

"Good swordsmanship, really good swordsmanship!"

The old eunuch's figure flashed, he took two steps back, and then looked at Meng Fan in surprise. Since he created the Sunflower Treasure Book, no one has been able to keep up with his sword speed, but unexpectedly, someone today has pressed him to the point where he can't draw the sword.

"Your swordsmanship is also good!" Meng Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his heart was extremely solemn.

In the past, the speed of his straight sword moves was as simple as the swordsmanship, all of which were swordsmanship, but unexpectedly, the old eunuch's sword speed was already so fast that it was almost out of the category. He deeply felt that if he was careless, he would probably be seriously injured by the other party.

The two looked at each other from afar and were silent. Not far away, Zhao Min and the others were shocked, with their martial arts, they couldn't see the movements of Meng Fan and the others just now, this cultivation is really unimaginable.

After a while, I only heard the old eunuch sigh lightly, "Alas, I didn't expect that our family would have a day when we would go all out to make a sword!"

With a sigh, his whole body turned into a green shadow, appearing around Meng Fan like a ghost, and the cold embroidery needles were like the fangs of a poisonous snake, attacking Meng Fan's body from all directions.

Meng Fan had no distractions, and the long sword in his hand immediately turned into a sword light, flickering like thunder and lightning, and with each sword light lit up, a crisp sound of gold and iron came out.

In a short period of time, the two of them didn't know how many times they had swords.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, Yang Xiao had already led the group of heroes to kill Zhao Min.

At that moment, I saw Zhao Min wave his hand, and the four people under his command immediately rushed out and faced Yang Xiao and Zhang Wuji respectively. At the same time, the eighteen monks also put out a vajra array to block the retreat of the heroes.

The martial arts of the eighteen monks are not very smart, if they fight alone, even Song Yuanqiao and others, who only have half of their skills, can easily win, but this Vajra formation is extremely magical, and the eighteen monks join forces at this moment, and they actually block the group of heroes to make it difficult to advance an inch.

However, Zhang Wuji has already shown his victory, and after a trip back to Wudang Mountain before, he still learned the Taijiquan sword, and at this moment, in the face of the stormy attack of Ah Da and the three people, the whole person seems to be at ease.

After a short fight, Zhang Wuji recognized the origin of Ah Er and Ah San, and when he thought of the black jade intermittent ointment, his offensive became more and more fierce, and after a few moves, he hit Ah Da hard, and then restrained Ah Er and Ah San one after another, and began to ask about the whereabouts of the plaster.

At the same time, Meng Fan and the old eunuch were still fighting in full swing, both of them were congenital, and their skills were similar, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

The two of them drew their swords faster and faster, and Meng Fan's pressure gradually increased, and he almost failed to stop the old eunuch's embroidery needle on several occasions. At this level, he knew that he had actually lost in swordsmanship cultivation.

As mentioned earlier, the Dugu Nine Sword is the ultimate in swordsmanship, and Meng Fan has already completed the other eight styles except for the last "Qi Breaking Style" that he failed to comprehend.

However, the old eunuch's swordsmanship is simple and clear, and the only main point is the word "fast", he uses a fast sword to be on par with Meng Fan's Dugu Nine Sword Fight, and this swordsmanship cultivation has been out of the category of swordsmanship.

As the so-called "skill is close to the Tao", at this moment, Meng Fan vaguely realized that the old eunuch's swordsmanship had touched the edge of the "Dao", and it was also the way of "fast"!

"So, what is my kendo?"

Almost at the moment when Meng Fan came to his senses, this thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Immediately afterward, his whole mind sank into the question of his own kendo.

At this moment, Meng Fan didn't notice that as his mind sank into the path of asking, the sword in his hand slowly gave birth to some different changes. He was still a little struggling, but now he gradually became more comfortable.

On the other side, the old eunuch's feeling was particularly distinct. Originally, Meng Fan's swordsmanship was exquisite, and the sword momentum was fierce and the main attack, but at this moment, the subtlety slowly receded, and the swordsmanship gradually moved closer to simplicity and simplicity, and at the same moment, the sharp sword momentum gradually fell silent.

After a while, as time passed, a vague sense of death slowly emanated from the sword momentum. The old eunuch was shocked by this death intent, and the whole person suddenly lost his mind involuntarily.

Poof-

Between the lightning and flint, Meng Fan's heart woke up, at this moment, he looked surprised, I don't know when, for some reason, his long sword actually passed through the old eunuch's neck.