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One-armed, Taoist costume, sword energy, and being called "second brother" by everyone in the "Red Flower Society", the identity of this white-haired veteran is naturally not difficult to guess.

However, after all, it was the "first time" for Zhao Fan to meet this kendo master, and he couldn't show that he knew everything. Therefore, after seeing the person appear, Zhao Fan showed a hint of surprise just right.

"Oh, if I'm not mistaken, it should be the 'Soul Chasing and Killing Sword' Wuchen Dao Brother in front of me? I didn't expect that after Brother Dao disappeared from the ground in Shandong, he actually ran to Liaodong to be the second leader of the 'Red Flower Society', and it was really an honor to see it today. ”

Zhao Fanpi said with a smile, and gave a sycophant slap without sincerity.

just heard the other party's flattery, but the dustless Taoist was not happy, but sneered.

"Hey, Lao Dao's reputation on Shandong Road is not very good, but whoever knows me, who doesn't know that the dustless Dao people are irritable and the most difficult to serve, even if you really see it, what honor is there?"

Speaking of this, the Dustless Daoist snorted coldly again.

"Since you question the strength of this association, then no matter what today, we have to do a game, why bother to act and do more nonsense without need? How do you want to fight, this is the next way! Whether it is a blade, a fist or a kick, the old way will be accompanied, and you will definitely be able to see the true ability of my Red Flower Society!"

"Ha! Since the Taoist chief has said so, that's good!"

Listening to the other party's words, Zhao Fan secretly said that this person is really worthy of the "short-tempered" test, and he is indeed a great impatient, so he immediately laughed and should make a war contract.

"I have heard for a long time that Brother Dao is famous for his seventy-two paths of 'Soul Chasing and Killing Sword', but he is not good at boxing, and he does not take advantage of you. In order to avoid accidental injury, let's take a step back for the time being, and use the 'wooden sword' to compare, Brother Dao, what do you think!"

After Zhao Fan said this, including all the leaders of the "Red Flower Society", the eyes of everyone present were all focused on the dustless Dao people for a while.

Unlike Zhao Fan, these brothers who get along day and night know the temperament of the dustless Taoist people the most, and know that he has always disliked being seen clearly, because he was ridiculed for being one-armed, and he once did things like tying his right hand and meeting the enemy with his legs.

It is true that in addition to the swordsmanship, a set of "serial lost legs" can be regarded as a must, but compared to the "soul-chasing sword", it is more than one step weaker after all, so everyone is very worried, afraid that Wuchen will not be able to bear Zhao Fan's mentions, and will definitely compare his fists and feet with the other party, which will be extremely bad.

Fortunately, although the dustless Taoist people are arrogant, but on big occasions, they finally know how to focus on conference affairs, and in the face of a master like Zhao Fan, they will naturally not be stupid enough to attack the strong with weakness, so they immediately sneered and agreed to Zhao Fan's proposal.

The plan was decided, and Wen Tailai ordered to go down, and it was not long before the congregation presented two wooden swords.

As soon as the sword was in his hands, Zhao Fan felt a sinking in his hand, only to feel that the weight of this sword was not far from the iron sword, and it was actually made of fine iron and wood.

Looking at the dustless Taoist on the opposite side waved a few sword flowers casually, it seemed that they were extremely familiar and flowing, Zhao Fan guessed that this sword might be the usual color of the "Red Flower Society", and he had a new understanding of the financial resources of the "Red Flower Society".

However, Wuchen is certainly quite familiar, and Zhao Fan, as a master of swordsmanship, does not need to spend more time to familiarize himself with the blade.

Just with a wave of the hand, the length of the wooden sword, the center of gravity, and the most suitable way to move the sword have naturally come to mind.

Seeing that the Dustless Daoist on the opposite side had already put on a defensive posture, making it clear that he was letting this side take the lead, Zhao Fan knew that the other party was conceited and old, and would never take the lead, so he immediately raised his sword without humility and nodded slightly at the Dustless Daoist.

"Brother Dao, be careful!"

Before the words fell, the wooden sword in Zhao Fan's hand had already turned into a lightning black light that was too fast to look at, and it flew towards the Dustless Dao Human Face Gate with no return!

It's coming so fast!

Seeing the opponent's fast sword attacking, even with the strength of Wuchen, he couldn't help but be surprised, and he only had time to instinctively raise his sword, and the two ironwood long swords were already thunderbolted together.

"Boom!"

In the loud exchange of blows, the two of them joined together and separated again.

In the next moment, the fierce battle as fast as lightning began with this blow and kicked off in the square in front of the palace. In just one second, the two masters had exchanged swords more than ten times at a rapid speed, and in the eyes of the leaders of the "Red Flower Society" who were watching the battle around, it was almost as if there were dozens of hands and dozens of swords attacking at the same time.

"This ...... This is ......?!"

Even though he had already expected that this person was definitely not a disciple of Qingcheng, when Zhao Fan showed his true swordsmanship cultivation, the leaders of the "Red Flower Society" present were still stunned.

Just looking at the edge of his first sword, the fast sword of this red-clothed Daoist is no longer under the Dustless Dao people. If it weren't for the fact that the dustless Dao people were accustomed to using fast swords, and their reactions were far faster than those of ordinary martial artists, I am afraid that they would not even want a single move, and they would have to admit defeat in front of this red-clothed Daoist.

However, even if they dodged the initial sword, the Dustless Dao people could only watch as the other party took the initiative in the battle.

From the moment he chose to "parry", the fast sword he was proud of was no longer able to exert ten percent of its power, and he could only be forced to parry again and again by the continuous sword shadows.

Even if there were a few counter-attacks occasionally, with Zhao Fan's swordsmanship cultivation, it could naturally be resolved prudently and appropriately, so that the Dustless Dao people's attempt to reorganize the offensive would be completely bankrupt, and from beginning to end, they could only be firmly suppressed in a disadvantageous situation.

However, this disadvantage is not irresolvable, it is just because Zhao Fan attacked first, which he took a slight advantage, and when he was unable to continue and had to return to attack again, with the speed of a dustless Dao person, it was naturally enough to successfully seize the initiative.

This is clear to the leaders of the "Red Flower Society" who are watching around, and Zhao Fan and Wuchen, who are the parties involved, know this very well.

Because of this, even if they have been suppressed by Zhao Fan, the Dustless Dao people are still not discouraged, but they have been holding the line of defense steadily, waiting for the inevitable opportunity!

Finally, after a full confrontation of incense, this line of opportunity was finally waited for by him!

After another oblique cut was slapped away by Wuchen with the spine of the sword, Zhao Fan suddenly took a sharp breath, and the movements in his hand couldn't help but slow down.

It was this slow effort, between the two masters, who were forced by the strong and arrogant qi to be in the size of the massive sword qi, suddenly lost their restraints, and suddenly shot like the tide bursting the embankment, shooting towards the surrounding sides, and suddenly chiseled out countless sword marks on the bluestone ground, and even the incense copper tripod placed on the side was also shot under the burst of sword qi, and was suddenly shot to a thousand holes.

Fortunately, the two masters each have their own spare strength, and the scope of the sword qi is limited, so the leaders of the "Red Flower Society" do not need to block and can see the shape of the field.

――At the moment when Zhao Fan's move slowed down, the Dustless Dao man who had been prepared for a long time suddenly shouted, and with a long sword in his right hand, the seventy-two "Soul Chasing and Killing Sword" suddenly appeared.

A type of "immortal guidance" aimed at Zhao Fan's eyebrows and stabbed straight out, as if the heavenly immortals had descended into the world to give guidance to the fool.

Although it is a simple stab, it seems to contain an infinite backhand, no matter how the opponent dodges, it can lead it to the "right path". In addition to giving up the offensive and forcibly blocking, Zhao Fan seems to have no second way to go at this moment!

But is that really the case?

Seeing that the Dustless Daoist really launched a counterattack, Zhao Fan's face suddenly showed a thrilling smile.

Seeing this smile, the people of Wuchen Dao and the leaders of the "Red Flower Society" all sank in their hearts, and suddenly secretly screamed that it was not good.

The next moment, at a moment that everyone didn't expect, Zhao Fan launched a counterattack in an impossible way.

In an instant, the dense sword net that seemed to cover the sky and the sun rushed up against the sky, and even the people of the "Red Flower Society" who were watching from afar felt a deep and incomparably sad feeling from this terrible sword.

The sadness of losing love forever, so sad that it is heartbreaking, is a hole card that Zhao Fan has been hiding secretly.

The Little Ecstasy Sword - the grief is inexplicable!