Mo Qiubai saw that Mo Laosan was still not dead, and said with a complicated expression, "Hmph, old and immortal are called thieves, and they are talking about people like you" As soon as these words came out, Gongsun Yang, Mu Lao Wei and others immediately became embarrassed, Mo Qiubai is not good at words, although he stands in the position of the Snow Mountain Sect after all, the accuracy of the language is.... A stick will offend most of the old men present.

"He must have done it on purpose!" the old monster said angrily in a low voice, but between his eyebrows, he couldn't hide his joy because of Mo Qiubai's final position.

"Oh, the junior speaks so wildly, aren't you afraid to flash your tongue?" The old man was not annoyed, and looked at Mo Qiubai and the others with a smile.

Mo Qiubai is already very high in the Snow Mountain lineage, but he is called a "junior", only to hear the man say, "The old man didn't want to show his face, but now the Snow Mountain Sect has a terrible boy" He looked at Xiao Fan and sighed.

"Your name is Xiao Fan?" the old man asked, his eyes were simple and dull, like an old man who had lived in the mountains for a long time.

Gongsun Yang's heart was shocked, this person's martial arts cultivation was afraid that he had also reached the realm of returning to the basics, and he seemed to inadvertently take a small half step forward, and half of his body protected Xiao Fan behind him.

"This son is the disciple Sun Xiao Fan, I don't know the name of the predecessor?" Gongsun Yang arched his hand.

Strength is often equated with respect.

The old man stroked his beard and said, "The old man hasn't walked around the rivers and lakes for a long time, and his name has long been forgotten, so don't mention it, don't mention it," he waved his hand and looked at Gongsun Yang with interest. "Tut-tut, the Snow Mountain is really full of talents, no wonder it is difficult for that kid to do anything with the sword immeasurable..."

Gongsun Yang said in his heart that he mentioned Sword Wuliang and hated iron, could it be that this person was an unborn old monster of the Sword Sect?

The old man said lightly, "Today, several masters of the Snow Mountain Sect are all present, and how about listening to the old man?" Although it was a deliberative tone, his momentum was instantly released, and he saw Gongsun Yang's face change slightly, and the half step he had just taken retreated again, the old man smiled slightly, and his momentum recovered and became the appearance of a mountain village man.

Bu Xuyan and the others glanced at each other, and they were all shocked in their hearts, only with their aura they could suppress Gongsun Yang, and few of them could do it in today's martial arts, and the old man was obviously merciful, and he seemed to be afraid of something.

The old man said, "The so-called whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, my Dajin Emperor is powerful and powerful, if the head of Gongsun can follow the Sword Sect, the emperor has issued an edict, and the Snow Mountain has sent everyone to increase their officials and promote to the knighthood, and the glory and wealth are immeasurable, isn't it a beautiful thing?"

Gongsun Yang thought he was going to say something, but when he heard this, he stared at the old man and said coldly, "The predecessor mentioned that the sword is immeasurable, although the Sword Sect often fights with my Snow Mountain, but it has always been against the people of the Jin Kingdom, when did he vote for the imperial court?

The old man said, "Hehe, the old man founded the Sword Sect, just let Jian Wuliang manage it on his behalf, when will it be his turn to speak?" He looked up at the roof beam, and said lightly, "Besides, the old man is a member of the Jurchen clan, how can he say 'take refuge in the imperial court'?"

Now Gongsun Yang and the others were surprised, the Sword Sect was founded relatively late, but it has a history of more than 100 years, could it be that the head of the Sword Sect has always been a puppet?

Gongsun Yang's eyes were like electricity, he looked directly at the old man, and said, "The Jin people are brutal, scourge the people, occupy half of my Great Song Dynasty, all my Chinese sons and daughters, all have the heart to drive out the Tartars, this is the trend of the times, since the predecessors are Jurchen people, I don't want to comment much on the position of the Sword Sect, but the Snow Mountain Sect will never do anything for the Jin country." ”

The righteousness of these words was awe-inspiring, and all the disciples only felt that their blood was boiling, and it didn't matter if they died here today.

The old man smiled lightly, "Although the old man knows that you will refuse, he still puts forward this condition again, do you know why?"

Gongsun Yang looked at him coldly and did not answer.

The old man said, "If you are willing to do things for my Dajin Kingdom, you are naturally a great user, otherwise..."

Gongsun Yang, Bu Xuyan, Mu Lao Wei, Mo Qiubai and the four of them have been on guard against him since the old man appeared, seeing that he attacked Xia Lan regardless of his identity, the four of them shot at the same time, and the four palms of the left and right sides of the front and back went towards the big acupoint around him, the old man jumped up on the spot, and the Gongsun Yang and several people only felt that the breeze was blowing on their faces, and the other party had jumped out of the encirclement. Xiao Fan saw that his moves were sharp, although there were flaws, but his body was too fast, almost fleeting, and he couldn't think of a way to win for a while, which was really incredible.

Gongsun Yang since the success of martial arts, decades of few defeats, today knowing that he has encountered the enemy of his life, he pulled out the cartilage rotten silver sword, this sword is usually tied to the waist, although it is not as good as the dragon scale sword, but it is also a rare thing inherited by the Snow Mountain Sect for several generations.

Several people each took out their weapons, Xia Lan, Mo Qiufeng used a three-foot long sword, but Bu Xuyan held the judge's pen in his left hand, the outer door weapon, the wooden old monster was the most peculiar, a pair of steel gloves on his gloves, looking extremely heavy.

The five of them stood still, surrounding the old man in the middle, but the corner of their eyes drifted to Yue Zhonglian and the others from time to time, seeing that they were calm and calm, and had no intention of stepping forward to make a move, several people became more and more suspicious in their hearts.

The old man said, "The Snow Mountain Sect's kung fu does have some doorways, hehe, it's just that a few of you have been caught in the heart-eroding crispy wind that the old man has personally refined, but now how much can you do?"

As soon as these words came out, Gongsun Yang took the lead in covering his mouth and nose and said, "It's not good! Quickly concentrate your energy!" It turned out that the old man's sneak attack on Xia Lan was fake, and it was true to lead them to join in and then poison, and his scheming could not be described as non-poisonous.

Gongsun Yang looked outside the door, and the disciples had already been controlled by the Sword Sect, the Golden Sword Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Gongsun Yang knew that the situation was dangerous and abnormal at the moment, and the other party clearly sent him to the snow mountain, trying to run the true qi to temporarily force the poison, but found that the dantian was empty, this surprise was really extraordinary!

The old man smiled and said, "Don't waste your efforts, the old man's heart-eroding wind is scattered, let your means reach the sky, and within six hours, you will not want to make the internal force, originally with a few of you martial arts cultivation, it is difficult to poison, but if you can eat so little bit every day.... Hehe, the old man will use means to draw out the medicinal power again..."

When Xiao Fan heard this, he immediately looked out of the door, and sure enough, he saw Ma Youde probing his brain and looking at the situation in the hall.

Mu Lao Wei smiled bitterly and said, "In the end, the old man is derelict in his duties, Gongsun Yang, and the old man will go to receive the punishment after this incident."

At this point, Yelu Su sighed, "Senior Gongsun, as long as you are willing to do things for the Great Jin Dynasty, the Snow Mountain Sect will send hundreds of lives, and the county lord will guarantee that no one will be injured, what do you think?"

Gongsun Yang said coldly: "But you're not afraid that the old man will be the first to cut you after recovering his skills?"

Yelusu smiled and said, "The grandson's predecessor is naturally a promise when he speaks, and the little woman is relieved."

Xiao Fan saw it clearly from the side, and said with a wry smile in his heart, how similar the situation is to ten years ago at this time, I can't say that I will hold Miss Yelu hostage again....

His heart moved at will, and he suddenly pounced on Yelusu with a force under his feet.

Suddenly, a black shadow blocked in front of her, Xiao Fan had no time to think carefully, and pulled out the dragon scale sword with his backhand and stabbed four swords in a row, all pointing at the other party's vital point.

The old man sighed "Huh" and praised "The swordsmanship is extremely high!" There is an inch-long dagger in his hand, one on the left, one on the right, one on the left, one on the right, one on the other, and the four swords stabbed by Xiao Fan are all set aside, Xiao Fan saw him shoot, and the four blocks were done in one go, and there was no flaw in the middle, and the flaws seemed to be absent, which was already uncatchable by manpower.

The so-called one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and the dagger in the old man's hand is the length of an ordinary person's finger, at this time, Xiao Fan can no longer be allowed to draw his sword and stab back, he shouted, the dragon scale sword slashed straight at the head, the old man's dagger was raised upward, and the blade immediately appeared a gap, but it also blocked the thunderous blow of the dragon scale sword.

When the old man saw that the dagger was damaged, his eyes suddenly became gloomy: "Good boy, dare to hurt my 'broken intestine' sword, you can't leave it today!"

Xiao Fan only felt that he exhaled a ball of air, and his eyes were immediately hot, although he was not invaded by poison, but how could he be distracted at this time of life and death?

He felt the sound of breaking wind stabbing at his eyes, and at this moment he was too late to block, and he didn't have time to dodge, and the dragon scales trembled in his busyness, and he even slashed towards the old man's eyes.

Xiao Fan's comprehension of the eighteen-style sword path, there are no moves, the attack and defense are all in the mind, his unthinking move is already the highest realm of swordsmanship, and the old man also found that the first-line fighter he created with dishonorable means has been broken by the young man in front of him, even if he doesn't accept the move, the first to be blinded must be himself.

The old man's dagger blocked to the left, and the dragon scale blade almost slashed against his face, faintly showing a blood mark.

Xiao Fan's eyesight has recovered, seeing this scene, the dragon scales stabbed like a storm, and the old man blocked left and right, and praised again and again, "Good swordsmanship!

Xiao Fan's sword path was originally based on attacking the enemy's flaws, but this Sima Master was fast to the peak, and as soon as the flaws appeared, they disappeared in the blink of an eye, how to capture them?

He didn't know that although he had peerless martial arts, he still lacked the experience of fighting the enemy, and as soon as he came out of the valley today, he encountered the old monster that suppressed Gongsun Yang and others, and it was indeed difficult to win to reach the sky.

Xiao Fan unleashed the dragon scale long sword and stabbed at all the key points on his body, the old man's body was like a ghost, floating back and forth, but he didn't dare to be careless.

The two of them fought like this for half a burnt incense time, Xiao Fan's sword momentum flashed, each sword was an attack, but he didn't block it, he gradually entered the state of mind of sitting in the gods, and the martial arts in the valley flashed one by one, it was a sword after a sword, the old man's figure disappeared, the surrounding environment disappeared, and there seemed to be only himself and the dragon scale sword in his hand left between heaven and earth.

Between life and death, Xiao Fan finally comprehended the eighteen-style sword path to the Great Perfection, and no longer deliberately sought flaws, he took out the sword as he wanted, but every time he stabbed the flaws of the old man in a flash.

The old man stared at Xiao Fan, his eyes gradually became cold, and he could naturally feel the pressure from the opponent's sword path becoming stronger and stronger.

I saw that the old man's color flashed, and he forcibly blocked the dragon scale sword with a broken intestine, and the two swords struck each other, and the broken intestine was immediately cut out of a gap, taking advantage of this gap, the old man's right hand turned into a palm, and suddenly pushed towards Xiao Fan's chest.

Xiao Fan saw him blocking and knew what he meant, and greeted him with one palm, the two of them faced each other with their palms, and in an instant, everyone only felt that the wind was blowing in their faces, and when they opened their eyes, the victory and defeat in the field had been divided.