Now that there are five days left before the appointment, there is still plenty of time left for Shi Fan to prepare. Shi Fan was not in a hurry to go up the mountain, so he prepared to live in the inn at the bottom of the mountain now to recuperate.

After walking a few steps, a big inn came into view in front of him, Shi Fan nodded, and said in his heart: "It is worthy of being at the foot of the big faction, and the inn is no worse than the one in the big city." ”

Entering the inn, Xiao Er, who had a white towel on his shoulder, greeted him early, "Son, do you want to be sharp or stay in the hotel?"

"Stay in the hotel!Prepare an independent small courtyard, I like to be quiet. Shi Fan threw out a silver ingot, Xiao Er caught it instantly, put it in his hand and checked it, and his face was immediately full of flattery.

"Okay, Son, please come here!" Xiao Er bowed and invited.

Shi Fan smiled and followed Xiao Er through the lobby into the backyard, and after passing through a long corridor, the noise of the inn disappeared, and it suddenly seemed much quieter. Xiao Er opened a small courtyard and said with a smile: "Son, are you satisfied with this courtyard?"

Shi Fan looked inside, although it was early autumn, it was also full of greenery, and he couldn't help but nod slightly, "That's it!" Shi Fan followed Xiao Er into the courtyard room, although it was not particularly luxurious, but it was indeed elegant and quiet enough.

Xiao Er said: "Son, what else do you have to order?"

"Well, let's go prepare a big bucket of hot water first, and I have to take a bath. Later, you can send another table of wine and food. Shi Fan said with a smile.

"Okay, wait a minute, the hot water will be here soon!" Xiao Er finished and exited the room, not forgetting to bring the door.

After the tea time, the hot water arrived, and Shi Fan soaked it well. After taking a bath. The sleepiness of days of rushing was swept away, and there was just a feeling of hunger in my stomach. Xiao Er delivered the wine and food.

Shi Fan threw out another piece of silver and said, "Reward you!"

Xiao Er's smile on his face was even worse after taking it, "Thank you, Son." That little one won't bother you yet!"

After Shi Fan finished eating, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate and practice. Although it is impossible to make a breakthrough now, Shi Fan knows that the decisive battle in five days is a matter of life and death, and he still needs to face it with a more perfect attitude!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the appointed day has arrived.

Shi Fan walked out of the inn in a moon-white robe, and slowly walked towards Wudang Mountain step by step. The distance taken with each step is not the same.

Wudang Mountain is heavily guarded today, and the only way up the mountain is guarded by a Taoist priest every short distance, in order to fight a decisive battle today.

The decisive battle of life and death is bound to be extremely tragic, in order to prevent people with ulterior motives from profiting, Wudang has sent all the people to guard the safety of the battlefield.

Zhang Wuji stood at the mountain gate, and after the succession ceremony, Song Yuanqiao announced the news of the decisive battle to Wudang, and everyone was shocked and itchy, the battle of masters of this level had a fatal attraction to them, especially Zhang Sanfeng. I haven't made a move for many years, and many third-generation disciples are in Wudang, but they have only heard of his name, and I have never seen Zhang Sanfeng make a move. At this time, it is natural to be excited and excited. Zhang Wuji knew that his benefactor was coming, so he happily asked to stay at the mountain gate, wanting to see this eldest brother who took good care of him for the first time.

Zhang Wuji stood still. His eyes looked down the hill without blinking. Suddenly, a figure appeared in his eyes. Zhang Wuji couldn't help but blush, and shouted: "It's coming, it's coming! Brother Shi is here!"

It was Shi Fan. From a distance, Shi Fan walked unhurriedly towards the mountain, and when he got closer, Zhang Wuji found that Shi Fan was a little different today, but he couldn't say what the difference was. Shi Fan in front of him, his face was not sad or happy, his feet were not slow, and Shi Fan, who was dressed in white, suddenly floated out of the dust like a fairy in the world.

Shi Fan saw Zhang Wuji in front of him, nodded slightly, and then continued to move forward. Zhang Wuji knew that today's matter was very important, and Shi Fan should not be disturbed by foreign objects, so he hurriedly turned around and ran to the mountain to report the news.

An hour later, the morning mist gradually cleared, the sunlight sprinkled on Wudang Mountain, and all the members of the entire Wudang faction looked at the slowly coming stone sails, and their hearts were full of respect. There is no way, Shi Fan is so outstanding compared to them that he can't be jealous, and it is completely the difference between the bird's bird and the bird's. Even Song Qingshu, who has always coveted Zhou Zhiruo by Shi Fan's side, has no frivolity at all at this moment, and Shi Fan at this moment looks really afraid to violate!

Shi Fan walked in front of the people in Wudang, still walking silently, without the slightest change in speed. Everyone unconsciously let a path for Shi Fan to pass, Shi Fan didn't move his brows, and walked in silence.

On the square in front of the Zhenwu Palace, Zhang Sanfeng was already sitting in the middle, seeing Shi Fan coming as promised, Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said: "Shi Fan, you are really still a seeker! But it is not easy to build here, I am afraid that it will be destroyed in one fell swoop when I fight, don't let the old Taoist heart ache, I will wait until the back of the mountain!"

Shi Fan nodded silently, Zhang Sanfeng understood, led the way first, and didn't reply: "Don't follow you, you don't see any benefit in fighting beyond the limit, but it will frustrate your martial arts heart!"

Song Yuanqiao said respectfully: "Yes, Master!" and then turned around and said: "You all heard it, don't think about watching the battle, do your own duties, and don't let anyone enter the back mountain!"

Everyone agreed: "Yes!

......

One old and one young, walking quietly on the mountain road, only the sound of the mountain wind whistling and the leaves falling insects.

After a while, when he walked into a flat dense forest, Zhang Sanfeng stopped and turned to look at Shi Fan quietly, and Shi Fan also stopped and looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

The two stood still ten feet apart.

Zhang Sanfeng created his own Tai Chi magic skills, advocating a preemptive strike, Shi Fan has never made a move, and Zhang Sanfeng will naturally not make a move. Shi Fan also knows this, and the foundation of his major in kendo is "Dugu Nine Swords", which is also a martial art that anticipates the enemy's aircraft first, and the last to strike......

Both of them had the idea of making the other move first, but they didn't expect the other party to have the same idea......

Half an hour passed......

An hour passed......

The two remained still, like two statues. From time to time, the birds of the mountains landed on the heads and shoulders of the two of them, and the two of them did not notice it.

Towards noon, the sun shone overhead, dappling the forest. Suddenly, the little bird on Shi Fan's shoulder seemed to be aware of it, and instantly rushed into the sky and disappeared.

An ancient sword suddenly appeared in Shi Fan's hand, and the shape was extremely simple. On the other side, Zhang Sanfeng's pupils shrank, as if he saw something, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he also pulled out the long sword behind him!

The same shape, the same ancient sword!

Two real martial swords!

Shi Fan's body moved, and the "Baiyun Out of Xiu" starting style in Huashan swordsmanship stabbed Zhang Sanfeng without any fancy. Zhang Sanfeng was not in a hurry, and the real martial sword in his hand slowly drew a circle, and it happened that the real martial sword stabbed by Shi Fan was covered inside.

Why did Shi Fan take out the True Martial Sword first?

But Shi Fan knew that Zhang Sanfeng would never make the first move, and there was no point in waiting, after all, he planned to make the first move...... However, the first strike, the first move means that there is a flaw, and Shi Fan will immediately be at a disadvantage!

For this reason, Shi Fan's heart moved, and he took out the real martial arts sword from the ring, Zhang Sanfeng's saber appeared in Shi Fan's hand, and his mind was suddenly unstable, and there were also flaws!

In this way, Shi Fan's disadvantage of making the first move was made up, and the two sides were equivalent to making one move each, which not only broke the deadlock, but also was in a state that was unfavorable to themselves, and no one took advantage! )