Chapter 373: The Second Level of the Divine Guide Is Nothing

The sword that opened the blue sky, after the previous training in the futon space, has now been perfected and is indeed extremely powerful.

But being able to use the fourth-level Condensation Pill cultivation to fight against the palm of the second-level Yinshen cultivator, this is not the power of the sword, but the strength of Meng Fan!

After Wu Xingxing dragged Wu Yifan out, his face was extremely ugly.

Because Wu Yifan was completely useless, even if the Wu family was willing to use precious spiritual medicine to save him, he could not be saved.

He even felt that if he came a step later, Wu Yifan would not even be able to save his life.

"You are looking for death!" Wu Xingxing was furious, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes in an instant.

Wu Yifan followed him out, but he almost died here, and he naturally couldn't accept it.

Although Wu Yifan didn't die and was saved by himself in time.

But Wu Yifan in this state, he still couldn't explain it after taking him back to the Wu family.

His only solution was to take the Shushan disciple who attacked Wu Yifan to task.

And Wu Tian, ​​this kid, could not escape the blame either!

But Wu Tian was a member of the Wu family after all, and he would not really do anything to him, but the Shushan disciple in front of him must not be let go!

Even if he had Shushan on his back, he would have to pay a price.

Of course, this was just Wu Xingxing's simple idea.

"Bang." He threw Wu Yifan down from the upstairs and threw him downstairs, making a muffled sound.

Although Wu Yifan was now crippled and his cultivation was completely lost, his physical body was still much stronger than that of ordinary people.

There would be no problem falling from the upstairs.

On the contrary, it would be dangerous to be caught between him and Meng Fan!

"Hiss~~~~~"

Wu Yifan, who was thrown to the ground on the first floor and almost fell on his face, cried out in pain again, and burst into tears unconsciously.

He himself did not know why he was crying.

Upstairs, Wu Xingxing looked at Meng Fan. Although there was murderous intent in his eyes, he did not despise him.

In fact, there was still some contempt, after all, Meng Fan was just a junior at the fourth level of the Condensation Pill Realm. Even if he held a Dao Sword without a sword spirit, he could not be compared with him.

But in the contempt, there was inevitably a bit of solemnity.

Because the palm he just casually blasted was actually taken by the boy opposite.

Although he just slapped it in the air, it was a casual attack, but in any case, the palm just now had the power of the level of the Inducing God.

A small fourth-level Condensation Pill cultivator was able to take the attack of the Inducing God. No matter what means he used, it should not be underestimated!

"Asshole, my Wu family kindly invited you to be a guest, but you are so ungrateful and almost killed my Wu family disciples. It's simply crazy!

Even if you are a Shushan disciple, I will take you down today and bring you back to the Wu family for punishment!!"

Wu Xingxing was full of momentum, and his words were earth-shattering and shocking.

However, it was all nonsense.

It was even more against his will!

If his Wu family dared to confront the Shushan Sword Sect, it would really be...

The Wu family would have been gone long ago!

Facing Wu Xingxing's endless and nagging accusations, Meng Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense and raised his hand to respond with a sword.

Anyway, this is the Wu family's territory. If the inn is damaged, the Wu family will also compensate for it. It has nothing to do with him.

A sword opens the Qingming!

Meng Fan followed the same method and slashed at Wu Xingxing's head with another sword.

Wu Xingxing frowned even more. He really didn't expect that this kid would dare to take the initiative to attack him?

He was really bold.

He was looking for death!

Did he really think that he could do whatever he wanted after taking the palm strike from me just now?

"Young people don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Watch the palm strike!" He was disdainful of drawing his sword to deal with a junior like Meng Fan.

Although the palm strike just now was taken by Meng Fan, he didn't think that this palm strike couldn't do anything to Meng Fan.

After all, he didn't use any strength just now!

As Wu Xingxing's palm met Meng Fan's sword, suddenly...

The roof of the entire inn was lifted up, dust flew, and broken tiles were broken.

Fortunately, the guests before this were scared away, so there were no casualties.

Wu Xingxing's palm successfully destroyed Meng Fan's sword.

This was what Meng Fan expected, so he did not panic.

After destroying the sword, there was still some power left, and he rushed towards Meng Fan.

But compared with the palm just now, the power of this remaining power was only one or two percent.

With Meng Fan's ability, he could completely dodge this palm.

But he did not dodge, and did not cut out the second sword to deal with this palm, but stood still and resisted this palm with his body.

[Is this kid beaten silly? ]

Such a thought popped up in Wu Xingxing's mind.

However, this seems impossible. After all, his attack has not really hit this kid, how could he be beaten silly?

That means he was scared silly!

Wu Xingxing understood it this way, because it was the only explanation, although it was incredible.

Otherwise, who would stand here stupidly and passively take a beating?

Meng Fan had a blank expression on his face. At this moment, he didn't care what Wu Xingxing was thinking.

He had his own ideas!

Recently, after he took the Dragon Blood Pill, the Azure Dragon Holy Body has been in a state of almost breaking through the fifth level but not breaking through.

It's very uncomfortable to be neither up nor down!

He prepared the next dose of strong medicine.

Wu Xingxing's attack was this strong medicine.

When the remaining force of that palm slammed into Meng Fan, Meng Fan frantically operated the Azure Dragon Holy Body.

The remaining medicinal properties of the Dragon Blood Pill in his body also exploded at this moment.

Under the layer of superposition, an indescribable pain bloomed from Meng Fan's body.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~" Meng Fan let out a heart-wrenching cry of pain.

Not far away, Lin Feiyan held a protective amulet in her left hand and a sword amulet in her right hand, ready to attack at any time.

No matter which of these two amulets was used, it would be a waste of natural resources.

But Lin Feiyan couldn't care so much. If Meng Fan really couldn't hold on, she would definitely take action.

Although theoretically speaking, using a sword amulet that can cut the Yuanshen to attack a cultivator at the second level of the Induction of Gods is a blood loss.

But the account is not calculated in this way, not to mention that Lin Feiyan has many sword talismans on her body, far more than this one.

And there is another key problem, Lin Feiyan does not know the level of Wu Xingxing's cultivation at all.

So for the sake of safety, as long as Meng Fan is defeated, she will take action!

Because this is not only about Meng Fan's safety, but also about herself.

If Meng Fan gets into trouble, she doesn't think the people from the Wu family will let her go!