Chapter 375 If You Piss Me Off, You Will Die Here

Meng Fan can underestimate Wu Xingxing, but he should not underestimate the realm of leading gods.

No matter how weak Wu Xingxing is, he is still a monk in the spirit-inducing realm.

What makes the spirit-inducing realm stronger than the pill-condensing realm is the transformation of spiritual consciousness.

Meng Fan underestimated Wu Xingxing's power of consciousness, and it was more difficult than he imagined to snatch the sword from Wu Xingxing!

At this moment, above Meng Fan and Wu Xingxing, a long sword was seen standing in the air, swinging from side to side, and the sword body was trembling.

"Haha." Meng Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Compared to Meng Fan, Wu Xingxing was even more shocked.

The boy opposite actually wanted to control his sword in reverse.

this……

What kind of devilish operation is this?

He couldn't control the sword he cut out, and he almost let others control it.

This is outrageous!

Wu Xingxing's heart was palpitating. If the opponent really snatched his sword away and then attacked him again, then he would really be defeated miserably and completely.

no.

I absolutely cannot be such a waste!

Wu Xingxing's eyes were about to burst, and the veins on his forehead were bursting out. He used all his spiritual power to control the long sword and let it continue to slash at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. He clearly felt that the resistance on the long sword was getting stronger and stronger, and it was becoming more and more difficult for him to control the long sword.

If this continues, he will definitely be squeezed out.

Speaking of which, although Meng Fan's spiritual consciousness is stronger than other monks in the same realm, there is still a gap between it and the realm of leading gods.

After all, just by reading the two words [leading the gods] literally, one can feel the blessing it brings to the consciousness and soul.

Although Meng Fan understood the "Xihuang Concept" through the Shushan artifact Fuxi Sword.

However, this concept method has not made much substantial breakthroughs. It is still a little difficult to go beyond the level of attracting gods.

"Haha, as expected, no matter how weak a monk in the spiritual realm is, he still has merit. In this case, I will change my sword."

A sneer appeared on Meng Fan's face, and with a wave of his hand, the black jade sword was unsheathed.

Originally he wanted the Hong Qijian to show his face, but now he had a bad feeling for the Wu family, so he simply used the Mo Yujian again.

Raise your hand.

[Wan Jian Jue]

You have one sword, I have ten thousand swords!

As soon as the Ten Thousand Sword Art was released, thousands of sword energies suddenly appeared in the void.

This kind of sword energy is very single, it is the same sword energy, and it is completely different from Wan Jian Guiyi's sword energy with countless different attributes.

Ever since he mastered the Ten Thousand Swords Art, Meng Fan rarely used the Ten Thousand Swords Art.

Because to put it bluntly, Wan Jian Gui Yi can be said to be an upgraded version of Wan Jian Jue, which is much more powerful than Wan Jian Jue.

But at this moment, when Meng Fan faced Wu Xingxing, especially Wu Xingxing in this state, it was completely unnecessary to use Ten Thousand Sword Art.

And once the Ten Thousand Sword Art is used here, the entire inn will be reduced to ruins.

If the inn is destroyed, it will be destroyed. Anyway, the Wu family can compensate the inn.

But with so many people around here, if Ten Thousand Swords came out, there would definitely be accidental injuries or even accidental killings!

Meng Fan couldn't accept this.

Not to mention that he was a disciple of Shushan, even if he was a disciple of the Demon Cult, he would not do such a thing.

"Bang bang bang~~~~~~~"

As soon as Wan Jian Jue came out, countless sword energy struck Wu Xingxing's body.

Although most of the sword energy was melted by Wu Xingxing's body-protecting essence, part of it was still struck on Wu Xingxing's body in the end.

Not to mention riddled with holes, at least it was riddled with scars.

Meng Fan's Ten Thousand Swords Technique is at least the Ten Thousand Swords Technique at the sword soul level.

As for Wu Xingxing, even though he was already a monk at the second level of the Soul Enchanting Realm, the sword soul was still something he could only watch from a distance but not play with.

In comparison, Wu Tian was able to cultivate the sword soul before the realm of condensation. He was indeed hundreds of steps ahead of the Wu family.

Of course, this can also be said to be the gap between the Wu family and the first-class sects!

"Clang..." The long sword above the heads of Meng Fan and Wu Xingxing also fell to the ground.

It was just a spiritual sword. To be honest, Meng Fan didn't even bother to pick it up when it fell on the ground.

But this is Wu Xingxing’s darling!

He tremblingly picked up the sword and protected it in his arms.

Meng Fan just looked at the bruised Wu Xingxing, who was covered in blood but felt nothing.

But seeing Wu Xingxing holding the spirit sword at this moment, I really felt that this guy was a bit pitiful.

It's just a spiritual sword, is it necessary to cherish and protect it so much?

Meng Fan was really not happy to pick it up if it was dropped on the ground.

"Go away!" Meng Fan said to Wu Xingxing.

Wu Xingxing raised his head and was about to say something more, but was interrupted by Meng Fan.

"If I were you, I would never say anything again. Otherwise, if you piss me off, you will die here!"

Meng Fan is really not kidding. Although he has always been elegant and easy-going, he really has no scruples at all when it comes to ruthlessly attacking anyone who dares to attack him.

After all, he was backed by the Shushan Sword Sect, while Wu Xingxing was only backed by the Wu family.

He is quite happy to have the opportunity to bully others.

Wu Xingxing opened his mouth when he heard this, but in the end he said nothing and went downstairs obediently, dragging Wu Yifan away with him.

[I lost my wife and lost my troops]

This was the most real and true feeling in his heart at this moment.

The reason why he came with Wu Yifan was to help Wu Yifan fight for the quota of the ancestral land.

Now Wu Yifan is completely useless. Even if he is given the quota of the ancestral land, he can't go there.

"Alas..."

Wu Xingxing sighed and dragged Wu Yifan back to the Wu family.

Although he was covered with scars and looked extremely miserable, with blood all over his body, he was not seriously injured, which was completely different from Wu Yifan who was completely useless.

In this state, it was naturally easy to take Wu Yifan to the Wu family.

It is worth mentioning that Wu Yifan had fainted at this moment.

It was even a little uncertain whether he could wake up.

"Brother Meng, are you okay?" Lin Feiyan walked in front of Meng Fan and asked carefully.

She had been tense before, ready to take action at any time.

The sword talisman was a little soaked by the sweat in the palm of her hand, but even if it was wet, it didn't affect her use.

"It's okay!" Meng Fan smiled.

To be honest, although he fought with a cultivator at the second level of the Inducing God Realm, he didn't even feel tired at all.

Very relaxed!

He had a general understanding of the cultivators from the aristocratic families.

No wonder the aristocratic families like to send people to the major sects, because this is really incomparable!

"Brother Meng, what realm are these two people in? I was almost ready to activate a sword talisman my grandfather gave me just now." Lin Feiyan asked with a little curiosity.