"This man's domineering fighting power is the only one Zong has seen in his life."
The sect elder who was in the third level of immortality sighed like this while being shocked.
Although Meng Fan's face is covered with black energy, judging from his body shape and appearance, he is still very young.
The elder of the sect couldn't help but admired: "He is much stronger than that little deputy palace master, and that kid is far inferior to this person."
The sect elder suddenly felt severe pain in his arms.
When he lowered his head and looked down, his expression changed again.
The right palm he was using just now was actually wrapped with black energy.
Pulling up his sleeves, the blood vessels on his arm also turned black and were spreading along the arm.
Looking at the trajectory, it was as if it was about to enter the heart.
Looking at Meng Fan again, he had already raised his hands in front of his chest, with his left palm on top and his right palm on the bottom.
They were moving closer together.
The life and death crisis enveloped the elders' minds.
"Who are you to do such a vicious technique?"
How could the elder of the sect let Meng Fan finish casting the spell?
He waved his hand and fired a stream of magic light at Meng Fan, and then hurriedly changed his cultivation level.
Red energy spread out on his arm, causing the spread of black energy in the blood vessels to almost stop.
Immediately, the black air flowed back, and drops of black blood dripped down his fingers and onto the ground. laugh The black blood actually corroded and withered the grass on the ground in an instant "As long as people are not evil, it's not about magic."
Meng Fan dodged the sect elder's spell and replied coldly.
His words made the green-robed old man Zhao Changshou twitch his lips.
Zhao Changshou muttered in his heart: "You are not vicious.
You are simply the most vicious person I have ever seen.
You actually dealt cruelly to me and that child Taijiao.
Also, if Senior Brother Zong hadn't come, I wouldn't have known what you did to Lian'er."
What's going on?"
"Why" Meng Fan suddenly sighed softly.
The third level of immortality was indeed very powerful and could actually force out the death energy.
However, before the sect elder could force out all the death energy, he still put his palms together and said, "Calamity of Life and Death."
There was a snapping sound Then there was a bang The sect elder's right arm trembled violently, his sleeves and robes exploded, and his blood vessels burst.
Black blood mixed with red blood flowed down his bloody right arm to the ground.
Big drops of sweat oozed from the elder's forehead, and the muscles on his face were twisted.
Ever since he broke through to the third level of immortality, when he saw monks whose cultivation level was lower than his own, he would kill them at will.
This time, I suffered a big loss.
Lost one right arm But it didn't leave a wound on the opponent's body
The green-robed old man Zhao Changshou opened his mouth in shock, a rustling sound came from his throat, and he was speechless.
Jin Lian'er, the daughter of the leader, was also stunned and opened her beautiful eyes.
She was the sect that left early this morning.
Her father Jin Fuchen was afraid that something would happen to her and her cousin, so he specially asked Zhao Changshou, who had the late stage of the first level of immortality, to follow him.
She laughed at her father for worrying too much, and she would not go too far in the south.
There is no faction scope, who dares to touch them?
As my cousin said before, just report your calendar, who is not afraid?
But the man in front of him was not only unafraid, he was also ruthless.
Even when the elders came, he didn't take any advantage.
Who is this person?
Is it a devil?
The girl was trembling and her breasts were swaying.
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"Save me, save me quickly."
At this time, the young man Jin Taijiao said quietly, "It hurts so much, it hurts so much."
"Master Zong," the girl saw this and shouted to the elder Zong, "Stop fighting, my brother is dying, please return to the sect quickly."
The sect elder who had suffered a great loss was not willing to leave.
He said to the girl in a deep voice: "Lian'er, didn't you bring a lot of middle-grade elixirs?
Feed Jiao'er two, and Rong will kill you first as a master."
"No more."
The girl interrupted the sect elder, pointed at Meng Fan and said, "He took it away."
"Uh."
The sect elder looked at the green-robed old man Zhao Changshou again, "Junior Brother Zhao, where is your elixir?"
After saying that, he felt that his question was in vain.
Zhao Changshou's clothes were ruined and he was shirtless.
He was worse than a beggar.
How could he have any pills?
"Leave now."
The sect elder's face was as gloomy as a black pool, staring at Meng Fan, "Kill him and leave."
"The Art of Immortality, Thirty-Six Constellations Sword Formation" The sect elder raised his left hand and made a complicated seal.
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound behind him, and a red sword shadow appeared instantly, followed by a second sword shadow, and a third sword shadow.
The last thirty-six sword shadows It is very similar to the Yuxian Sect Gongsun Jian's sword-condensing technique, but it is much more powerful.
The night wind was blowing constantly just now, but now the air was filled with a strong murderous aura.
The night wind did not dare to invade at all, and even the small insects in the grass did not dare to make a sound.
The originally clear night suddenly became a lot darker.
The old man Zhao Changshou and the young girl Jin Lian'er couldn't help but open their eyes wide, full of expectation.
Three years ago, the secret realm of spiritual grass of the Nanwu Sect was broken into by more than a dozen strong men.
The nearly 100 disciples guarding the secret realm were all killed by the other party.
It was very hot at that time, blood flowed all over the floor, and flies were buzzing.
Flying on the blood, the sect elder arrived first and used only one move to kill the dozen strong men in an instant.
Among the dozen or so strong men, there was one strong person at the third level of immortality and three strong people at the second level of immortality.
The move performed by the sect elder was exactly the longevity technique used at this time.
Thirty-six Constellations Sword Formation Once this technique is used, the ruthless person who covers his face with black energy will definitely die.
"Turn it up" Meng Fan's face covered in black air became solemn.
He lifted it up and instinctively wanted to take out the Taichu Sword Box.
However, he gave up the idea and took the Taomu Sword and the Bell of Immortality in his hands.
After awakening, the two magic weapons became his most powerful spells.
"Are you scared out of your wits?"
Seeing Meng Fan acting like a ghost-catching Taoist priest, holding a bell and a wooden sword in his hand, the elder of the sect sneered and flicked his fingers: "Tiankui, Tiangang, Tianji, Tianxian" It is exactly the name of the thirty-six constellations.
Every time a name is spoken, a sword rises from behind.
Thirty-six and eight swords came out at once, slashing through the night sky and slashing at Meng Fan.
"Immortality Technique" Meng Fan, who did not know any immortality techniques, stood elegantly, ringing a bell in one hand and raising a mahogany sword with the other, and casually made up a name for the technique, "Jingle Bells" The elders and others stared after hearing this.
There is also such an unserious immortality spell jingle jingle The crisp bell rang, extremely pleasant to the ear.
If the three heavenly beings from the Eternal Life Tower were present, they would be shocked to find that the rhythm of Meng Fan's ringing the bell was slightly similar to that of the huge radiant figure when he controlled the Eternal Life Bell to rebuild the Eternal Life Tower.
Meng Fan has a hundred bell shadows.
Thirty-six sacrifices were made in the blink of an eye.
Seemingly feeling that it was not enough, he offered thirty-six more Seventy-two bell shadows, two for each Xingxiu sword.
Meng Fan swung the mahogany sword, like a meteor shower, dragging tails of light, sizzling through the night sky, even more powerful than the elders' spells.
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Much more gorgeous Meng Fan used the remaining twenty-eight bell shadows and blasted them at the sect elder.
At this point, a hundred bell shadows appeared Meng Fanyang raised his face, which was pale due to the excessive use of magic, and said with a smile: "Jingles, don't let me down."