As soon as the two sides fought, Zhao Fan and the other two suddenly realized that even in the battle between life and death, Wan Zhenshan and the other two had quietly retained their strength and did not use their strongest power from beginning to end.

Until this moment, when they were full of murderous intentions and joined forces to kill the master, Zhao Fan suddenly realized that their swordsmanship was far more exquisite than before, and their skills became more pure. Once combined attacks, their power increased by geometrical times. If Zhao Fan had been here, it would be impossible to use ordinary moves to break the moves. Only by launching the "Thousand-One Secret Style" with magical weapons to attack and attack, can they defeat the enemy head-on.

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

As early as more than 20 years ago, when he was teaching the three of them, Mei Niansheng was secretly warned early and taught many useless tricks, leading the swordsmanship of Wan Zhenshan and the other two to the wrong path in martial arts. More than 20 years have passed, these mistakes made when laying the foundation cannot be completely corrected, which has always had many subtle flaws in the swordsmanship of Wan Zhenshan and the other three.

With this in-depth understanding, Mei Niansheng was able to attack the three of them with all their strength without reservation as if nothing had happened. Faced with this thunderous interlaced and seamless attack, Mei Niansheng was not only unmoved at all, but also as if he was despising the enemy. While chuckling his beard with his left hand, he also commented as if he was competing with his apprentice.

"Yes, just from this trick, you have not given up on your hard work in the past thirteen years, and I am deeply pleased with your teacher."

As he said this, Mei Niansheng stepped on the plum blossoms for five steps, and did not bother to go to the side without any effort, causing the three disciples to completely fail.

However, as a master who has been famous for more than ten years, it is not easy for Wan Zhenshan and the other three. Seeing that the attack was useless, the three of them did not hesitate to change their moves in the air. Under the internal force, the sword move that had already reached the end suddenly changed in an impossible place. With the blessing of the later power, they slashed towards the master again. It was the fastest move among the "Tang Poetry Sword Skills" -

The old prime minister still presses his sword when he knows it, but the rich people laugh at him!

This move is unreasonably fast and does not disappoint the fastest name. When this move is running, no matter what action the move is in, he can rely on the power of this move, just like he just drew his sword and sheathed it, immediately reorganized the attack and issued a sharp attack that came first.

At this moment, the three brothers and brothers launched at the same time, and the three sharp swords suddenly staggered like sword formations.

Even though they have not interacted 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 past in a blink of an eye. Once a sword is used, they will knock his mentor to the end of the year and once again!

"Click!"

In an instant, three sounds of sword tips entering the flesh were combined into one.

Faced with the fierce attack of the three apprentices, "Iron Gu Mo E" did not dodge and took this quick attack. In an instant, several blood flowers suddenly "sneered" on Mei Niansheng's tall and thin body, obviously under this sharp attack, and it was obvious that he had already suffered a defeat on the spot.

However, when Wan Zhenshan and the other two were preparing to increase their power to kill the old immortal in one fell swoop, a powerful and terrible force suddenly emerged from the old body. For a moment, the seemingly weak aging body suddenly turned into steel and iron bones, making the sword edge unable to penetrate the slightest.

"Silly disciple, I have said long ago that Tang Shi's sword technique is nothing in front of Shenzhaogong. I was unable to demonstrate it to you because of the poison that I was injured. Now I will be merciful and make up for this key lesson for you!"

"Give it to me-open!"

With a thunderous shout, Mei Niansheng lifted the sword backwards, and could not use a single move. Just a pure internal force exploded, shaking the three disciples away.

Mei Niansheng is naturally unquestionable to be able to create such considerable results. However, looking at this amazing scene, the iron hand in the woods couldn't help but show a little puzzled expression on his face.

"Hmm? How could this be?"

Iron Hand frowned.

"The 'Shen Zhao Sutra' is indeed a unique skill, but in my opinion, Mei Niansheng has not been able to recover his peak combat power since he was seriously injured more than ten years ago. At most, it will not exceed 70% of the top level skill, and at most it will not exceed the upper limit of first-class masters. But... if you only need to achieve such a battle result with your internal strength, even ordinary masters are not sure how Mei Niansheng did such an amazing move?"

“Um…”

The same problem lingers in Zhao Fan's mind at the same time.

In his eyes of "Warrior's Eyes", Mei Niansheng's skill strength is certainly better than the Blood Sword Ancestor, but no matter how strong he is, it is limited, and far from being able to form a qualitative change.

If the Blood Sword Ancestor is here, Zhao Fan believes that this black sect master will definitely not dare to let the three masters attack the heavy swords together without dodging. Mei Niansheng must have a reliance on being able to achieve such an unscientific record, but what is this reliance?

Zhao Fan was still thinking hard, and heard the iron hand beside him suddenly making a sudden sound of enlightenment.

"So that's it... I understand! It's because of the 'Tang Shi Sword Technique'!"

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

"If I guess correctly, this 'Divine Zhaogong' is not only a stunning magical skill that can make the dead live again, but it is also an internal martial art within the 'Tang Shi Jianmen', and is specially used to restrain the 'Tang Shi Jian Technique'!"

"I'm afraid that as long as Mei Niansheng activates the 'Sheng Zhaogong', he will be able to completely restrain the 'Tang Shi Sword Technique', which will greatly reduce the power of his three disciples' swordsmanship. If I guess correctly, the three old foxes should be able to discover this soon, just look at their next move..."

Tie Hand said, while turning his eyes to the woods, he saw that when the three brothers attacked again, they did not hesitate to give up the most proficient master's magic sword, but instead used the martial arts of other sects, and once again surrounded by their respective strengths.

This time, Mei Niansheng did not dare to force the attack of the three people anymore. He could only dodge while fighting back with his internal strength far superior to the three people.

Because he was forced to use other martial arts that he was not proficient enough, the combat power of the three of them fell to varying degrees. During the siege, he suddenly stopped understanding and was forced to become busy by Mei Niansheng from time to time.

On the other hand, Mei Niansheng, with the magical effect of "resurrecting the emptiness and resurrecting the spirit and sitting in the illumination" in the "Shen Zhao Sutra", the wound that was previously injured by three rebels suddenly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although such behaviors will inevitably consume a huge amount of internal strength, Mei Niansheng has the advantage at this moment, so he is naturally not afraid of such a degree of waste.

Seeing that the four masters and disciples were fighting fiercely, it was unlikely to decide the outcome within hundreds of moves. Zhao Fan and the other two were hesitating, not knowing whether they should go forward to stop them. A burst of intense noise suddenly came from afar.

The three of them looked at each other, turned around immediately, and looked at the sound. They saw dozens of gang members in blue clothes and holding sharp blades facing the direction of Tianning Temple, facing a retreating step by step under the siege of another group of gang members with more people.

It took less time, and the two groups of people rushed to the vicinity. At this distance, Zhao Fan and others could finally see the appearance of these people.

Wherever you see, the gang members in blue clothes had a monster with fangs and claws embroidered on their chests, which looked like dragons and dragons. It was the symbol of the No. 1 gang in Dongting Lake, the No. 1 gang, the Angry Gang!

Among the people chasing the Angry Dragon Gang gangs, some of them were elite dead soldiers with red scarves wrapped in their heads, and they should be subordinates of Zunxin Sect. As for the other part, there was no special mob... Among the masters who were pressing the formation behind this group of people, Zhao Fan saw Ling Tuisi, the Blood Sword Ancestor, and the Zunxin Sect at a glance, and naturally he could judge that these mobs should be the army of the Longsha Gang of Lianghu.

Just in terms of the combat power of the gang members, if there is no support from the disciples of the Honest, the more than 200 mobs from the Longsha Gang may not be able to withstand the counterattack of the more than 30 people from the Angry Jiao Gang.

However, in today's world, what determines the outcome of the battlefield is never a battle at the soldier level, but a battle of top experts. When Zhao Fan glanced over the battlefield in front of him and saw that the Angry Dragon Gang was tightly protecting a man in the heart of Gai.

If Zhao Fan had expected it was right, the man in brocade clothes should be Pang Guozhi, the person in charge of the Angry Dragon Gang, who was the "Crossing Mountain Tiger" in the Angry Dragon Gang, but seeing his face as if he was as bloody as gold paper at the moment, Zhao Fan knew that he might have been defeated by the Blood Sword Ancestor. The defeat of these Angry Dragon Gang members was just a matter of time.

Such a crisis is the time when the hero takes action.

Although the enemy seems to be crowded, as long as Zhao Fan, Tie Shou and Xi Qiuya are the three masters who are strong, there is no one at the scene who can intervene to stop their assault except for the strong men of the same level.

Since I have long planned to arrest Ling Tuisi and his party, why not come forward directly and take the opportunity to make a good relationship with the Nu Jiao Gang?

"Hey, it's very rare to sell personal favors to give Lang Fanyun a chance, and you must not miss it!"

As he said this, Zhao Fan got up first, and his left foot suddenly stepped on the ground. A stone the size of a human head under the big tree next to him immediately flew away in the air and landed steadily in Zhao Fan's hands.

"Brother Tie, Brother Xi, let's go out now and give them a good surprise!"
Chapter completed!