The person who came was Wudang Song Yuanqiao, in addition to not being able to teach his son, his own conduct was impeccable, seeing him come forward, Meng Fan couldn't help but feel admired.

However, Meng Fan had already made up his mind to frustrate the sharp spirit of the six factions first, so now was not the time to explain, as soon as he thought of this, he shook his head and was silent.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao frowned and said: "Since Meng Shaoxia is unwilling to explain, Song is not reluctant, but this time the Wudang faction was invited to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect, and it can't stop there, so Song can only offend." ”

As he spoke, he jumped into the room, shook his long sword, pulled out a sword flower, and said loudly: "Please!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan inserted his backhand, inserted the sheath of the Yitian Sword into the stone slab on the ground, and then pointed to it as a sword, slashed diagonally, and said the same courtesy: "Please!"

When the Wudang people saw that Meng Fan still chose to use their bare hands, they immediately became angry, but when they saw the Yitian Sword that was set aside, they couldn't help but feel a little happy. Meng Fan's swordsmanship is already masterful, if it is coupled with the benefits of the Heavenly Sword, I am afraid that their master will have no chance of winning.

In the contradictory mood of the Wudang people, Song Yuanqiao made a move. As Zhang Sanfeng's eldest apprentice, his swordsmanship was much better than that of Zhang Songxi and others, and when he saw his long sword together, he immediately turned into dozens of sword tips, covering Meng Fan's whole body.

This sword is between virtual and real, fast and exquisite, Meng Fan can't help but appreciate it when he sees it, but it's just appreciation, after Dugu Nine Swords is completed, any flaws in the swordsmanship can't escape his eyes.

At this moment, I saw his arm stretched, and the sword finger passed through all the sword tips like a ghost, pointing towards Song Yuanqiao's shoulder.

Song Yuanqiao's complexion changed suddenly, and without saying a word, he quickly withdrew the long sword, sealed the way of the sword, and then the long sword turned and stabbed at Meng Fan's wrist.

This move comes from the Wudang faction's "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate", this set of swordsmanship has a total of thirteen moves, each of which has a different change, but the stabbing place is all the Shenmen acupoint at the enemy's wrist.

Obviously, in Song Yuanqiao's opinion, Meng Fan, who did not have a sword, had the weakness of the Divine Gate of the Wrist Sect infinitely magnified, and this set of swordsmanship might be able to restrain him.

However, the truth was not as beautiful as Song Yuanqiao imagined, his long sword had just been handed out, Meng Fan seemed to have expected it, only to see him turn his sword and point to the flaw in Song Yuanqiao's sword move again, forcing him to withdraw his sword and return to defense.

However, before he handed it over, Song Yuanqiao was completely suppressed, and the chivalrous spirits of Wudang were unbearable. And Song Yuanqiao, as the party concerned, was even more shocked and aggrieved in his heart.

After a few moves, Song Yuanqiao felt that it was difficult to defend, and thinking of this, he did not hesitate to let go of his sword and attack Meng Fan with his fist.

Seeing this, Meng Fan also changed his fingers into fists, and brought out the Great Demon Fist Magic. The two of you went back and forth, and they exchanged more than a dozen moves in a short period of time.

The Great Demon Fist is masculine to strong, coupled with the heaviness of the Jade Emperor's true qi, the power is unpredictable and extraordinary. Although Song Yuanqiao took the path of overcoming rigidity with softness, he also felt that it was difficult to resist this fight.

After a few moves, Meng Fan suddenly used a style of "Mount Tai Pressing", and his dignified and thick fist was like a falling boulder, slamming towards Song Yuan Bridge.

Song Yuanqiao's color changed suddenly, and he roared at the moment, circled his hands, used all his strength, and greeted him heavily.

The four fists collided, making a loud bang, and a wave of air violently spread out in all directions, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Song Yuanqiao only felt an irresistible huge force poured into his chest along his arms, and then, the whole person involuntarily retreated backwards, and retreated seven steps in a row before barely unloading his fist. The moment he steadied his footsteps, his cheeks were already red as blood.

With a slight sigh of relief, Song Yuanqiao looked at Meng Fan who had not retreated with a complicated expression, and only then did he say to the heads of the five factions such as Shaolin: "This Meng Shaoxia is skilled in martial arts, Song is ashamed of himself, and it depends on you to get rid of demons!"

Song Yuanqiao is a bright and upright person, since he lost the competition, he will not be entangled more.

It's just that as soon as his words fell, he saw an old man walking out of the Kongtong faction, and said loudly: "Song Daxia's words are wrong, this time is to eliminate demons and defend the way, not a martial arts competition, you don't have to abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes, although this young man is strong in martial arts, but everyone is side by side, I don't believe that I can't subdue him!"

This old man was short in stature, and Meng Fan didn't recognize it, until he listened to the voices of the crowd of men, he knew that the other party was Tang Wenliang of the Kongtong faction.

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he replied solemnly: "To bully more and less, it is not a gentleman's doing, the Wudang faction is a famous and decent family, and Song will never do anything that insults the reputation of the sect." ”

Song Yuanqiao said righteously, but in Tang Wenliang's ears, it seemed to be mocking him, he wanted to scold him angrily, but he was afraid of the prestige of the Wudang faction, so he had to snort coldly and pretend not to hear.

At this time, I saw that there was an old man in the Kongtong faction, this old man was Chang Jingzhi, who ranked fourth among the five elders of Kongtong, he saw Meng Fan fighting three times in a row, and concluded that the opponent's internal force was very bad, and he shot at this moment, when he could pick up a bargain.

Thinking of this, he stepped forward a few steps and shouted: "The surname Meng, you are not a member of the Demon Sect, if you retreat at this moment, it will be too late, otherwise you will ......"

When Meng Fan heard this, he didn't wait for Chang Jingzhi to finish speaking, so he interrupted: "I have heard that the Kongtong faction's "Seven Wounds Fist" is unpredictable, and even the Shaolin Kongjian monk has died under this fist. ”

Chang Jingzhi sneered and said disdainfully: "Arrogant, the old man will let you know the power of the Seven Injuries Fist!" With that, he flew forward and slammed a punch into Meng Fan's chest.

Meng Fan was trying to see the mystery of the Seven Injuries Fist, so he didn't make a move to resist it at the moment, and let the fist hit his chest. Seeing this, Chang Jingzhi was overjoyed.

As soon as his fist touched his chest, Meng Fan immediately felt a fierce force penetrate into his body, heading straight for his heart.

He raised his sword eyebrows, and secretly said that these seven wound fists were really wonderful, and they could directly attack the viscera. As his thoughts turned, he hurriedly made a big move, turning this fierce force into his feet.

Chang Jingzhi was taken aback when he saw that Meng Fan was unharmed after being punched by himself, and then, without saying a word, he fired three punches in a row, hitting Meng Fan in the chest.

These three punches seemed to be indistinguishable, but Meng Fan found that two of them were fierce and incomparable, and the remaining one was as feminine as water, and the three forces were as strong as before.

At that moment, Meng Fan's eyes lit up, but he remembered the Dragon Elephant Panruo Gong who had not been able to break through to the tenth layer. The first nine layers of this skill are mainly for refining muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and if you want to practice to the tenth layer, you need to quench the five internal organs and six internal organs again.

It's just that the human body's internal organs are so fragile, and if there is a slight damage, it will be life-threatening, Meng Fan has been cultivating for many years, although it has been effective, but the progress is slow, and he doesn't know how long it will take to break through to the tenth layer.

However, the Seven Injuries Fist gave Meng Fan hope, since this fist method can attack the five internal organs, it must be studied very deeply, and he vaguely remembers that if the skill is not enough, forcibly practicing this punch will hurt himself. Come to think of it, there must be a method for exercising the five internal organs.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a touch of joy in his heart, thinking that after this incident, he had to find an opportunity for Zhang Wuji to contribute the Seven Injuries Fist Spectrum.