As soon as the two sides handed over, Zhao Fan and the three suddenly realized that in the battle of life and death just now, the three of Wan Zhenshan had quietly retained their strength, and they did not use their strongest strength from beginning to end.

It was only at this moment, when they were full of murderous intent and joined forces to kill the master, that Zhao Fan suddenly discovered that their swordsmanship was far more exquisite than just now, and their skills were becoming more and more refined. If Zhao Fan is here, I am afraid that it will be impossible to break the move with ordinary moves, and only by launching the "Thousand and One Secret Style" with divine weapons to attack against attack can it be possible to defeat the enemy head-on.

However, what the three of them are facing at the moment is not a young master like Zhao Fan who has not yet reached the top level, but a teacher who has been famous for decades and knows the three of them well.

As early as more than 20 years ago, when teaching the three of them, Mei Niansheng secretly guarded against it early, and deliberately taught a lot of useless tricks, leading the swordsmanship of the three people of Wan Zhenshan to the wrong path of martial arts, so that more than 20 years later, these mistakes made when laying the foundation still could not be completely corrected, so that there were always many subtle flaws in the swordsmanship of the three people of Wan Zhenshan.

With this in-depth understanding, Mei Niansheng was able to treat the unreserved all-out joint attack of the three of them as nothing. In the face of this thunderous and seamless attack, Mei Niansheng was not only unmoved, but also seemed to despise the enemy, chuckling lightly with his left hand twisting his beard, and commenting as if he was discussing with his apprentice.

"Yes, judging from this trick alone, you have not given up your hard work in the past thirteen years, and I am deeply gratified by the teacher. ”

As he spoke, Mei Niansheng stepped on the plum blossom five steps down, and flashed to the side effortlessly, causing the three apprentices' unrivaled blows to completely miss.

However, as masters who have been famous for more than ten years, the three of Wan Zhenshan are by no means easy to match. Seeing that the blow was futile, the three of them did not hesitate to volley their moves. Under the urging of internal force, the sword move that had come to the end was reborn and changed in an impossible place, and under the blessing of the rear force, it was the fastest way to change the move in the "Tang Poetry Sword Technique"——

Prime Minister Bai knows that he still presses the sword, and Zhu Men Xianda laughs and plays the crown!

This move is unreasonably fast, and it really lives up to the name of the fastest. When this move is working, no matter what kind of movement the attacker is doing, he can rely on the power of this move, as if he had just drawn his sword from the sheath, immediately regroup the attack, and deliver a sharp blow that comes first.

At this moment, the three senior brothers launched at the same time, and the three fierce swords suddenly staggered up like a sword array.

Even though they have not been in contact with each other for more than ten years, with their extraordinary scheming, Wan Zhenshan, Yan Daping, and Qi Changfa can still regain the tacit cooperation of the year in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sound of three swords entering the flesh merged into one.

In the face of the ruthless attack of the three apprentices, the "Iron Bone Calyx" did not dodge or dodge, and ate this quick blow. In an instant, I saw that on Mei Niansheng's tall and thin body, several blood flowers suddenly bloomed, obviously having been injured on the spot under this sharp blow.

However, when the three of Wan Zhenshan were about to increase their power and kill this old immortal in one fell swoop, a powerful and inexplicable terrifying force suddenly emerged from this old body, and for a while, this aging body that seemed to be weak and unbearable suddenly turned into steel muscles and iron bones, and it actually made the sword blade unable to enter a single inch.

"Fool, the teacher has long said that in front of Shen Zhaogong, Tang Shi's swordsmanship is nothing at all. Back then, because of the poison to the bones, I couldn't give you a good demonstration, but now I will show mercy to the teacher and make up for this crucial lesson for you!"

"Give me—open!"

With a thunderous shout, Mei Niansheng lifted his long sword upside down, and he couldn't make a move, but the pure internal force exploded, and the three apprentices were shocked to the spot.

can create such considerable results, Mei Niansheng's strength is naturally beyond doubt. However, looking at this amazing scene, the iron hand in the woods couldn't help but show a slightly puzzled expression on his face.

"How so?"

Iron Hand frowned.

"The 'Divine Illumination Sutra' is certainly worthy of being a peerless in the world, but in my opinion, since this Mei Niansheng was seriously injured more than ten years ago, he should have not been able to recover his peak combat power, at most, it will not exceed seventy percent of the peak power, and at most it will not exceed the upper limit of the first-class master. It's just that...... To achieve such a result with only internal strength, I'm afraid that even ordinary grandmasters are not sure, how did this Mei Niansheng do such an amazing move?"

"Hmm......"

The same question also lingered in Zhao Fan's mind at the same time.

In the eyes of his "Martial Artist's Pupil", Mei Niansheng's strength at this moment is certainly stronger than that of the Blood Knife Ancestor, but no matter how strong it is, it is only limited, far from being able to form a qualitative change Cheng Dù.

If the Blood Sword Ancestor was here, Zhao Fan believed that this Black Sect master would definitely not dare to let the three masters attack with their heavy swords without dodging it no matter what. To be able to achieve such an unscientific record, Mei Niansheng must have relied on it, but what is this dependence?

Zhao Fan was still meditating, when he heard the iron hand on the side suddenly let out a voice of sudden realization.

"I see...... I see! It's because of the 'Tang Poetry Swordsmanship'!"

The iron hand tapped the palm of his hand, and the center of his eyebrows finally stretched.

"If I'm not mistaken, this 'Shen Zhao Gong' is not only a world-shattering magic skill that can bring the dead back to life, but it is also inside the 'Tang Poetry Sword Gate', which is specially used to restrain the head of the 'Tang Poetry Sword Technique'!"

"I'm afraid that as long as Mei Niansheng launches the 'Shen Zhao Gong', he will be able to completely restrain the power of the 'Tang Poetry Sword Technique', which will greatly reduce the power of his three apprentices' sword techniques. If my guess is correct, the three old foxes should soon find out about it, just look at what they do next......"

Tie Shou said, while casting his eyes towards the outside of the woods, he saw that when the three senior brothers attacked again, they really did not hesitate to give up the most proficient Shimen Divine Sword, but changed to the martial arts of other sects, and with their respective strengths, they once again surrounded and went forward.

This time, Mei Niansheng really didn't dare to eat the offensive of the three anymore, so he could only dodge while fighting back strongly with his internal strength that was far superior to the three.

Because they were forced to use the martial arts of other factions that they were not proficient enough to, the combat effectiveness of the three of them had a different decline, and during the siege, the tacit understanding was suddenly gone, and they were forced to hurry by Mei Niansheng from time to time.

On the other hand, on Mei Niansheng's side, with the miraculous effect of "reversing the void and returning to the void and entering the divine seat" in the "Divine Illumination Sutra", the wound that was previously slashed by the three rebels quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although this kind of behavior is bound to consume a huge amount of internal force, Mei Niansheng has the advantage in hand at this moment, so he is naturally not afraid of this kind of waste.

Seeing that the four masters and apprentices are fighting in full swing, I am afraid that it will be difficult to distinguish the winner within hundreds of moves. Zhao Fan and the three of them were hesitating, not knowing whether to step forward to stop them, and a fierce noise suddenly came from a distance.

The three of them glanced at each other, and immediately turned around and looked towards the place where the voice came from. I saw that on the opposite side of the grove, dozens of gangsters dressed in blue and armed with sharp blades were besieged by another group of more powerful gangs, and they were rapidly coming in the direction of Tianning Temple in defeat.

It didn't take long for the two groups to fight all the way to the vicinity. At this distance, Zhao Fan and the others were finally able to see the appearance of these people clearly.

As far as the eye can see, those gangsters dressed in blue are all embroidered with a pair of teeth and claws on their chests, and they look like dragon-like monsters, which are the symbols of the No. 1 gang in Dongting Lake, the Nujiao Gang!

And among the people and horses chasing these Angry Jiao Gangs all the way to slash and kill, some of them are elite dead soldiers with red scarves on their heads, who should be subordinates of the Zunxin Sect, and the other part is not very special...... Among the masters who pressed the formation behind this group of people, Zhao Fan saw Ling Weisi, Blood Knife Ancestor, and Zunxinmen at a glance, and he could naturally judge that these rabble should be the army of the Two Lakes Longsha Gang.

In terms of the combat strength of the gang alone, if there is no support from the Zunxin disciples, the more than 200 rabble of the Longsha Gang alone may not be able to withstand a counterattack by more than 30 people of the Nujiao Gang.

However, in today's world, it is never the battle at the level of soldiers that determines the outcome of the battlefield, but the battle of the top masters. When Zhao Fan swept the battlefield in front of him and looked at it, he found that the Nujiao Gang was tightly protecting a brocade-clothed man in his heart.

If Zhao Fan's expectations are good, this brocade-clothed man should be the person in charge of the Nujiao Gang, the "Mountain Tiger" Pang Guozhi, but seeing that his face is like gold paper at the moment, covered in blood, Zhao Fan knows that I am afraid that he has been defeated in the hands of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and the defeat of these Nujiao Gang is only a simple matter of time.

In such a crisis, it is the time for heroes to step forward.

Although the enemy seemed to be outnumbered, as long as the three masters of Zhao Fan, Tie Shou, and Xi Qiuya attacked strongly, except for the strongmen of the same level, there was no one on the scene who could intervene to stop their assault.

Since he had planned to arrest Ling Weisi and his party for a long time, why not step forward directly now and take the opportunity to form a good relationship with the Nujiao Gang?

"Hey, sell personal favors to give the waves the opportunity to turn the clouds, this is very rare, you must not miss it!"

As he spoke, Zhao Fan stood up first, and his left foot slammed on the ground, and a stone the size of a human head under the big tree next to him immediately shook into the air and fell steadily into Zhao Fan's hands.

"Second Brother Tie, Brother Xi, let's go out and surprise them!"

Zhao Fan said with a smile, and at the same time, with a fierce force in his hand, the big stone the size of a human head was immediately shattered by the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill", and under the power of his palm, it turned into countless stone bullets that pierced the muscles and bones, and shot out wildly from the gap in the woods!