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　　 "Do you want to challenge five of us alone?"

　　 Dao Yi Shengzi looked at Meng Fan with disdain, looking at Meng Fan like a lunatic.

　　 Ye Yuan was just average in their eyes, and they could do it even if they defeated Ye Yuan.

　　Meng Fan was able to defeat Ye Yuan so easily. It really surprised them, but based on this, he wanted to challenge the five of them, which was a bit arrogant.

　　 "Challenge? You think too much!"

　　 Meng Fan drank a sip of wine again. At this time, Jiu Jin came up, and he himself felt a little ecstatic, "A challenge is a level of strength. You can only tell a lesson."

　　 When the five people heard it, they were so angry that they couldn't help it.

　　 This time I came to Kunlun to discuss swords and challenge each other to fight out who is the big brother of the Eastern Sword Sect.

　　The argument between the other disciples is nothing more than a little Doyle, and the real protagonist is still their saint children and saints.

　　 Although this young uncle of Kunlun is a senior, his strength and qualifications are also among the disciples of Lunjian.

　　The son of Kunlun can't do it, then he, the little uncle, can also represent Kunlun.

　　 "Arrogant!"

　　 "Let me come first."

　　 "You will pay for your words and deeds!"

　　……

　　 Daoyishengzi is holding a cyan heavenly spirit sword, filled with cyan sword light, he alone takes the lead, the sword aura soars, and instantly flies to the top of Meng Fan's head.

　　 The sword shadow zoomed in, the blue light reflected the sky, and the endless sword intent suppressed Meng Fan.

　　 Meng Fan still has a left-handed gourd and a right-fingered sword. To deal with these sword-minded juniors, he doesn't need a sword at all.

　　 Hunyuan Yishi between the fingers, the sword art is constantly being played, the sword intent in his eyes condenses, he looks at the blue world in the sky, and then soars into the sky.

　　 "Guiyuan sword points, break!"

　　 A little chaotic color, the sky is full of blue light.

　　 The sword intent of the saint son is spreading gorgeously, and the broken ones are also brilliant.

　　 This kind of flashy sword intent, looks extraordinary on the surface, but for the real strong, it is just a paper tiger, and it breaks at one point.

　　 Meng Fan's kendo sky eye can easily see the weakness of his sword intent.

　　 The left hand Jiu Xian Gourd picked up, slapped him on the face of Daoyi Shengzi, knocking him out of the air out of Xuan Yufeng, turning it over, like a human wheel rolling.

"Go together!"

　　 This time, the remaining four saints no longer dare to be careless, the Shushan saint yelled, and the four saints immediately urged the sword intent to surround Meng Fan.

　　 A holy son can't beat them, and their title of holy son is shameful enough. Now if a group of saints can't beat them, they will no longer have the face to call saints.

　　 They no longer dared to keep their hands.

　　The Son of Shushan is the strongest. He possesses a Heavenly Fiend sword body, with strong evil spirit in the sword, strong penetrating power, and capable of breaking through the body surface protection and sword intent.

　　 Royal swordsmanship!

　　 He used Ling Yunfeng's magical swordsmanship, and a black spirit sword flew out, surrounding Meng Fan to continuously stimulate the sword intent, and instantly cut out thousands of swords.

　　 "Seven Kills Sword Array!"

　　 Heavenly Jade Saint Child uses seven mysterious jade bamboo swords at the same time, and the seven swords have the same breath, forming a sword formation, distributed around Meng Fan, and the powerful sword intent begins to strangle.

　　 "Three thousand thunderbolts!"

　　 Da Luo Shengzi took the sky thunder, displayed the thunder sword intent, a purple spirit sword slashed at the top of Meng Fan's head, and the sword light formed by the purple thunder shot towards Meng Fan like a meteor shower.

　　 "Control the sword with Qi!" The Son of Wanchu appeared below Meng Fan, with his sword volley in the sky, his hands kept condensing the sword mark, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered frantically and turned into Qi swords and rose into the sky.

　　 Ding Ding Ding!

　　 The sound of gold and iron on the Xuanyu Peak shook, and the brilliant sword light flickered one after another, forming an aura vortex around it.

　　 The figures are staggered, the sword intent is full of sky.

　　 At the center of the sword storm, Meng Fan still had a calm expression, and even took a sip of wine without being surprised.

　　 Meng Fan's feet flashed strange runes, and the Xingzi Mi activated, his feet were in the air, and his body moved flexibly in the air, as if freely shuttled in the light of swords.

　　 The speed is so fast that Jianguang can't catch up.

　　Xingzi Mi, jumping up for nine days, going down through the nine quiets, any formation can pass through.

　　 Even though Meng Fan is only comprehending the fur of Xing Zi Mi, it is enough to break through the imprisonment formed by the Seven Kills Sword Array.

　　 Numerous figures of Meng Fan appeared in the sky, penetrated by countless sword lights.

　　None of the four saints could see Meng Fan's real body, and their eyes couldn't keep up with Meng Fan's changing speed!

　　 The figure keeps disappearing.

　　 When Meng Fan appeared again, he was already standing behind Tianxuan Shengzi.

　　 "Look up, this is roll!"

　　 Meng Fan pointed at the posterior spine of the Heavenly Jade Son, the mixed element sword intent invaded his body, then bent his legs, rolled into a ball, and finally grabbed the Tianxuan Son’s loose long hair and threw it out.

　　 "Go to death!" Shushan Shengzi cut over again.

　　 His sword light is sharp and powerful, and he has been able to threaten Meng Fan's surface strength.

　　 is eight levels apart!

　　 Meng Fan's fingertips slide, Hunyuan Sword Intent is frequently played, and at the same time, all words are triggered.

　　 clang~

　　 After ten times stronger, Hunyuan Jianyi hit the black spirit sword of the Son of Shushan. The powerful explosive force hit his spirit sword and interrupted his swordsmanship.

　　 Meng Fan continued to drink, Wu Gu Deng Tian Jiu can constantly replenish his spiritual energy consumption.

　　 In this way, you don't need to reveal your strength, you can fight on only with the cultivation base of the first level of the sword heart.

　　 This is Xuan Yufeng, and Ziyang Sword Master is in retreat at the top of the peak. It is impossible for him to feel the situation here.

　　 As for the secrets of the characters, they are all secrets. There is no trace of this kind of supreme mystery. Even the Ziyang Sword Master, he can't see why it is, at most it is amazed how Meng Fan is so perverted.

　　 Under the word secret, Meng Fan's speed crushed these saints far away.

　　 Blocked the Son of Shu Mountain, Meng Fan went down, condensing the sword intent and beheaded the Son of Wanchu below.

　　Have you ever seen the sword intent descending from the sky...Meng Fan heads down, the sword finger points to the son of Wanchu, breaking his body guard sword intent all the way, and finally the sword points to the top of his head.

　　 Unmatched sword energy swept down from the top of his head, shattering his clothes one after another, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's body was severed with wounds.

　　 Meng Fan kept his hand, did not hit the sword intent into his head, but distributed it to the surface, otherwise he would be dead.

　　 The moment the sword finger touched the Son of Wanchu, he felt the smell of death, and fear spread in his heart, as if he could not afford a trace of resistance.

　　 Meng Fan kicked out, and the Son of Wanchu rolled down Xuan Yufeng.

　　 Da Luo Shengzi killed him from behind, attracted the power of thunder, covered with purple thunder light, as if holding a laser sword, secretly stab Meng Fan back.

　　 Meng Fan turned his head, his eyes blinked.

　　The invisible sword intent swept across the Daluo Shengzi like a storm vortex, the purple sword aura was blown away, and the lightning sword light dimmed.

　　 Meng Fan drank a sip of wine, then spit it out to the sky, countless wine beads hovering in front of Meng Fan, the sky blinked.

　　 Make a sword with alcohol!

　　 The wine beads turned into a wine sword and shot at the son of Da Luo.

　　 The wine sword hit Daluo Shengzi's body, directly submerged in his body, instantly disrupted his breath, and the sword intent collapsed from the inside to the outside.

　　 was kicked out by Meng Fan.

　　 In the end, only the Son of Shushan remained.

　　 Meng Fan raised his head and took a sip of wine. Drinking alcohol during the battle helped him maintain a high state, and his momentum continued to rise.

　　 "Have you learned it, you can roll yourself after you learn it!" Meng Fan glanced at the Son of Shushan and said faintly.

　　 Shushan Shengzi's mouth twitched, holding the black long sword awkwardly in his hand, a sense of frustration spontaneously arisen.

　　Obviously facing a Jianxin first-level realm younger than him, he has a sense of powerlessness to face old monsters.

　　 I don't believe it... He continued to cut it down.

　　 In the next second, like the other four, he rolled out of Xuan Yufeng.

　　 It's not that they are too weak, but that Meng Fan is too perverted.