"snort" When Meng Fan said that, the third elder snorted coldly, the muscles on his face twisted, and the power of cultivation in his right hand had been concentrated to the extreme, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
The little boy turned pale with fright.
"Brother Bo, stop fighting in front of the child."
Meng Fan waved his hand, "It's not good to scare the child.
Let the child enter the house before fighting."
The third elder named Huyan Lianbo couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard Meng Fan call him Brother Bo.
However, he agreed with Meng Fan's opinion.
Later, he would definitely beat his brains to pieces and be frightened.
His son is indeed not good.
"Little taro."
The third elder put his right hand behind his back, squatted in front of the boy, and rubbed the boy's head with his left hand.
"Go into the house and wait for your uncle to beat away the bad guys who stole your candy."
The boy stood motionless stupidly.
In fact, I had long been frightened by the paper head on the ground, which was still smiling.
That head is not that of an ordinary paper man, but that of Yue Laoqi, the leader of the paper man soldiers.
"Wait."
The third elder raised his head and glanced at Meng Fan, "It will be quick."
"We can wait."
Meng Fan smiled.
The third elder immediately carried the boy into the house with one hand.
In the room, the woman and the little girl hugged each other and looked at him in horror.
The third elder put the boy on the edge of the bed, glanced coldly at the mother and daughter, turned around and walked out of the house.
He took every step carefully.
The deputy palace master who only had the fourth level of immortality could not kill him.
But the other party acted like he was confident.
Things were very strange.
Moreover, how did the other party's cultivation level break through so quickly?
That night outside Qingqiu City, when I took Zhou Yutong back to the sect, what kind of cultivation level did he have?
Did you swallow some medicine?
Little did he know that Meng Fan's breakthrough was already very slow.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight is bright and clear.
In the courtyard, grass was swaying in the cool night wind.
The third elder stepped out of the threshold and met Meng Fan's eyes.
He suddenly remembered something.
Today, the sect's servants made a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.
My son brought a few here, but they were forgotten.
The third elder is still very vigilant, always paying attention to the movements around him.
But except for the moonlight all over the ground and the movement of wind and grass, there really is no other atmosphere around.
Could it be that this young deputy palace master really came alone?
"It's about Yutong."
Meng Fan frowned, "You did something wrong.
You harmed her.
She is about to die.
I found out that you are looking for someone who likes to rob women.
Why are you so annoying?"
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The third elder glanced in the direction of the Nanwu Sect: "The leader's order, you blame me, is useless."
Meng Fan said indifferently: "The leader is fake.
You know this, right?"
The third elder's eyes flickered suddenly, and he said sternly: "What on earth are you here for?
Isn't it just for Zhou Yutong's sake?"
"No."
Meng Fan shook his head and glanced at the Nanwu Sect.
"Yutong must be saved.
I also think the Nanwu Sect is quite good.
I plan to kill the fake leader and destroy the entire Nanwu Sect."
If Wu Faction gets it, the real leader is already dead."
Meng Fan suddenly smiled: "In the past, people always talked about how majestic the superior sects of the Eighteenth Layer Mountain were.
When I was in the Yuxian Sect, I was bullied by your superior sects.
Oh, I almost forgot, I also There is a brother named Cao Meng who stayed in your Nanwu sect for a while.
Unfortunately, he is dead.
It would be great if he is still alive, so that he can see how his brother trampled the Nanwu sect under his feet. of."
"It's ridiculous, it's too ridiculous."
The third elder walked slowly towards Meng Fan.
The ground under his feet seemed to have been exposed to the scorching sun, and the air became distorted.
"Really, let's start the fight now."
Meng Fan raised the white-shou sword in his hand, "I still have many things to ask you.
Where does that fake leader come from?
What exactly is he going to do?
Why do you obediently listen to his orders?
Once the fight starts, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to speak."
The "arrogant" third elder suddenly appeared and slapped Meng Fan with his palm, "Leave your life behind."
"Hey" Meng Fan sighed softly, "I'm really not kidding you."
Along with Meng Fan's words, two swords suddenly appeared next to Meng Fan.
They were Yuxue and Biluo, and brilliant ripples spread all over the entire courtyard in an instant.
The figure of the third elder suddenly stagnated as if he was stuck in the mud.
Meng Fan clenched his right fist and disappeared from the spot.
Then with a bang, the third elder's feet scraped the ground and slid back.
"What's going on with you?"
The third elder clutched his chest, with a look of disbelief on his face.
At this time, Meng Fan didn't look like a strong man in the fourth level of immortality at all, but at least in the fifth or sixth level of immortality.
The situation is definitely not something he can deal with, "How did you become so powerful?"
That lightning-fast strike just now, if the other party had used not a fist but the sword in his hand, He's probably dead Meng Fan walked slowly towards the third elder and said in a calm tone: "Remember that night, you said that I, the deputy palace master, was nothing after leaving Qingqiu City.
Now look at it, is it really nothing?"
Meng Fan said again: "I tell you the truth, Qiankun Duqi in the bowl was defeated in my hands, Immovable as a Mountain, Chang Xifeng was also defeated in my hands, Hu Yan Lianbo, compared to the two of them, do you think you are Is this fifth level of immortality enough to stand in front of me?"
Meng Fan seemed to want to vent his anger.
He took a step forward and said sternly: "Now if I kill someone like you who is in the fifth level of immortality, it will be as simple as killing a chicken."
The third elder's face changed drastically.
He swung his palms forward and bent his knees at the same time.
Like a human-shaped cannonball, it soared into the sky from the small courtyard, apparently trying to escape.
He had to run away.
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With just that blow, he knew that he really was not qualified to stand in front of Meng Fan.
He wanted to return to the sect as soon as possible and tell the leader about Meng Fan.
No matter what happened tonight, he could not let Meng Fan leave alive.
Meng Fan knew too much.
But the gorgeous ripples formed by the blue sky and rain and snow were like a net, greatly reducing his speed.
At this time, he was like a fish rushing out of the mud.
"It's a bit shameless to run away."
Meng Fan refused to evade, and directly smashed the fierce palm wind with his small reincarnation body.
With a wave of the white-shou sword, his body directly turned into a stream of light and appeared behind the third elder.
The third elder reacted very quickly.
He turned around and punched Meng Fan.
Meng Fan turned aside, grabbed the third elder's wrist and slammed it into the small courtyard.
In the small world formed by the three swords, the third elder fell to the ground without causing much commotion.
Meng Fan also fell back to the small courtyard, stood in front of the third elder who fell to the ground, and said condescendingly: "Huyan Lianbo, next, you answer my words honestly":