85_85018 Sword Dance, although the name is dance, everyone here knows that the meaning of this red-clothed Taoist is essentially to compete with swords, and it is to invite battles one-to-many, and almost all of them do not take the heads of these small sects and sects seriously.

With Ximen Muye's eyes, it can naturally be seen that in front of this "Ochre Shan Army", these so-called clowns who don't know the so-called jumping beam may not even be able to take a move, and the remaining question is only how many hands the "Ochre Shan Army" will play, and how miserable these guys will be, that's it.

Although the "test" of the Qingcheng faction was acquiesced by him, it was so tense as soon as it came up, and it was more likely to develop to Cheng Dù, who had a stump and a broken arm, which was obviously absolutely unacceptable to Ximen Muye, who wanted to lead the Qingcheng faction as a reinforcement.

In addition, although these short-eyed guys are only worthy of being used as a background, they have a high demand when they gather, and they can be regarded as a group of important help for the position of the leader of the alliance, and they can't be given up. Therefore, it is impossible for Ximen Muye to agree to the invitation of the "Ochre Shan Army" to fight anyway, but if they can't show their hands and suppress some discordant voices, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to do afterwards.

Case......

Under the electric thought, Ximen Muye smiled slightly and said: "Since the chief of the ochre road has this Yaxing, how can I not allow it......?"

As he spoke, Simon Makino suddenly jerked his sleeves.

With just a flick, the strong power suddenly produced an invisible turbulent storm, like a great wall of steel, separating the two sides who were glaring angrily at the scene, and the high pressure formed by the lack of internal strength made it difficult for all the weaker ones to breathe, and they involuntarily sat back in their original positions.

"If the group dance is in front, it will inevitably be a little chaotic, I think so, I will send people from the Kanto group to fight with the friends of the Qingcheng faction for three battles, and the loser will be punished with three glasses of wine, what do you think?"

"The alliance leader has a life, dare not obey?"

Zhao Fan smiled confidently, took a step forward suddenly, and the power under his feet was everywhere, and the incomparably thick bluestone ground suddenly shattered, showing majestic power.

"The first batch, who's coming?"

The red-clothed Taoist stared at the audience, such as Ma Kongqun, Gongsun Duan, and others who thought they had identities just smiled noncommittally, while scheming people such as Tian Guinong and Fan Gang Leader were stunned, obviously not ready to be the first to step forward.

When Zhao Fan's gaze continued to move back, Lu Zhengping, the head of the Changbai Mountain Kuaidao Gate who was sitting in the third echelon, finally couldn't stand the unbearable silence on the scene, and was the first to jump up.

"You're going to fight, okay! Grandpa will make you right! Take the knife!"

The word "knife" came out, and the bearded man with the face of the Chinese character had already pulled out the single knife on his waist, and the human knife was one, and he rushed out towards Zhao Fan!

This knife is extremely fast, and it is powerful and heavy, quite a knife skill, plus the single knife in his hand is made of purple gold, which is heavy and abnormal, and it is even more lethal, so that the heads of the small sects and small factions who are watching invariably shout "Okay!"

However, since he was a child, he has learned a hundred martial arts, and there is a protagonist like Wang Xiaoshi, who is a son of the plane to feed the sparring partner, even if Zhao Fan's qualifications are not top-notch, but the swordsmanship accumulated for more than ten years is still far from being comparable to characters like Lu Zhengping. Even if he can only use the martial arts of the Qingcheng faction, if he wants to defeat this guy, Zhao Fan only needs to be simple-

One move!

"Bang!"

In a flash of the sword, Lu Zhengping had already attacked in front of him, but in the next moment, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Lu Zhengping, who was originally on the offensive, was inexplicably bombarded and flew upside down, slammed into the pillar in the hall, and shook down a large piece of sand.

And his extremely heavy purple gold thick-backed knife did not remain in his hand at this moment, but was ruthlessly trampled under the feet of the red-clothed Taoist in the hall, and it was a fiascubic defeat on the spot in one move.

"Is this ......?!"

"How so?!"

When the leaders of those small factions who were inexplicably clamoring just now saw this scene, they could hardly believe their eyes for a while.

You must know that Lu Zhengping, as a famous swordsman in Kanto, is all famous and fights, and there is no half-time vacation. With the level of the knife just now, among the "heroes" present, more than half of them asked themselves that they would never be able to take it, and they could only watch themselves being dismembered by a knife.

However, if Lu Zhengping's strength is still within their expectations, then the strength of the red-clothed Taoist priest is completely beyond their understanding.

It's no wonder that even if they often deal with masters like Tian Guinong, Chu Zhaonan, and even Ximen Muye on weekdays, these masters are not dramatics, and how many people are willing to waste time to show these guys in the deep mountains martial arts? Over time, these people naturally become arrogant, and they only think that the masters in the world may not be good.

It wasn't until today, when they really witnessed the realm above the first-class level, that these frogs at the bottom of the well understood what a deadly act their previous behavior was, and they couldn't help but be silent for a while, and everyone's backs were covered with cold sweat.

However, how these guys were afraid, Zhao Fan didn't care at all at this time.

With the beginner's "Shadowless Phantom Legs", one move to kick the head of the Flying Knife Door, such a record, Zhao Fan half a month ago, I'm afraid he can't do it. The reason why he was able to make such rapid progress was mainly due to the Qingcheng faction cheats that he touched from Yu Canghai.

In this secret book, in addition to the martial arts records of the Qingcheng faction, Songfeng Guan has recorded countless martial arts insights left by many predecessors over the ages, although it is not possible to completely grasp the medicine according to the prescription, but relying on the bypass, it is enough for Zhao Fan's understanding of martial arts to enter a new realm, even if the skill has not been enhanced, the combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.

However, compared to Li Shengnan's progress, Zhao Fan's gain is nothing.

The girl herself cultivates the "Shura Yin Sha Gong", because there is no follow-up method, she has always been stuck in the sixth top level, and she has not been able to advance an inch for many years, although her skill has not been substantially improved, the total amount of internal breath is accumulating, and it has long exceeded the level of the sixth level, just like a reservoir full of water, this encounter with the "two-pole heart method" is tantamount to opening a hole in the reservoir, it only took less than ten days of effort, and it has successfully broken through, pushing the skill to the strong realm of the "Tianguan Purple Universe", and has become a well-deserved master master!

Grandmaster who was less than seventeen years old! Such a dazzling achievement, in the eyes of Zhao Fan, who could only become a first-class master at the age of twenty, naturally there was a burst of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

But since he is the protagonist, his skills can't compare to others, how can he be suppressed from the limelight?

Therefore, long before he came, Zhao Fan made up his mind that he must be able to dominate the crowd at the banquet. First, if you don't show enough combat power, those anti-bones of the Qingcheng faction will probably turn against the sky sooner or later!

"Is it Master Lu, as the opponent of the first battle, you are far from enough!"

As he spoke, Zhao Fan slowly lifted his leg and let go of the golden knife under his feet.

Defeating the enemy just now is only the first step, and now, let's start the second step that has been predetermined!

"Khooth!"

Hearing only a soft sound, the purple gold treasure knife on the ground had been whipped like an arrow under Zhao Fan's light kick, nailed into the pillar on Lu Zhengping's side as fast as lightning, and effortlessly pierced the wooden pillar until it reached the handle.

"Okay! If you let Master Lu step down like this, I'm afraid it won't look good. Not...... In this way, I heard that the alliance of the four factions in the Kanto region is in the same spirit, the head of Hebi Gate Fan, the master of Qianma Zhuang Gaozhuang, and the head of Qinglongmen Feng, and they have always intersected with Lu Zhangmen, so I think I must practice a combined attack formation, why don't I try it out for everyone here for a while?"

Zhao Fan's "Ochre Shan Army" has a relaxed face, as if he is thinking about others, and says arrogant words that do not take people in his eyes at all, he is modest and polite on the surface, but in fact he is aggressive, which makes the people in the four major schools change color at the same time.

You must know that with Zhao Fan's strength, he is definitely more than one class higher than the four of them, and inviting the four to fight at this moment is tantamount to bullying the small with the big. But what makes the four heads secretly scold is that this battle can't be left without fighting, after all, as a person in the rivers and lakes, being provoked to the door like this, if he still shouldn't fight, he will no longer be able to straighten his waist in the future, I'm afraid that everyone can be bullied in front of him.

For today's plan, I can only fight!

Regardless of whether the other party wants the persimmon to pick up the soft pinch, or wants to kill the chicken and set an example to the monkey, the Kwantung Four Factions Alliance, at this moment, has no other way to go except to sacrifice his life to accompany him.

In desperation, the four of them glanced at each other and finally stood up at the same time.

"Since Daoist Archre has named us to perform together, then the four of us will sacrifice our ugliness together!" Fan Yifei, the oldest of the four, the head of the Hebi Sect, spoke in a deep voice on behalf of the four of them, "The sword and gun have no eyes, please be careful yourself!"

"Well, don't worry! Poor Dao said that this is just a sword dance entertainment, and there will be no incident. ”

Zhao Fan nodded slightly.

"After all—the four of you alone are not qualified to hurt the poor road!."