Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

After a sleepless night, Meng Fan practiced silently.

The sword origin of the ten spiritual swords was only used to practice the Pure Yang Transformation Thunder Scripture, which was still enough for him to practice for two or three days.

According to this cultivation rhythm, Meng Fan will be able to enter the seventh level of Tianyuan in less than half a month.

The distance to the realm of condensation is indeed getting closer.

There is a feeling of being within reach!

Early the next morning, Meng Fan, Liu Yanping and Yang Shishi separated.

The two girls were going back to Shushan Sword Sect, and he was going to Longquan Village to find his uncle Li Sansi.

Let's call him a junior uncle. After all, he was once Mr. Lin's junior brother, even though he was expelled from the Shushan Sword Sect.

After breakfast, Meng Fan left the inn and walked directly out of Kongyue Town towards Longquan Village.

Longquan Village is not far from Kongyue Town, less than a hundred miles away.

If Meng Fan hurried on with all his strength, he would arrive in less than a stick of incense.

But as soon as he walked out of Kongyue Town, he met an old man in black robe.

Meng Fan frowned. This was obviously not a chance encounter. It looked like the other party was waiting for him.

Could it be that this old man was his uncle Li Sansi, who knew that he was coming to find him and took the initiative to come to greet him?

It seems impossible!

First of all, Li Sansi didn't know that he would go find him by himself.

Secondly, I am still a junior no matter what, and I am not worthy of being greeted by the other party.

The most important thing is that the other party seems to have bad intentions and is vaguely hostile.

No, it's not vaguely hostile anymore, this hostility is already very obvious.

Meng Fan even felt the intention to kill!

"Who is your Excellency?" Meng Fan looked at the old man in black robe and asked proactively.

The old man in black robe looked at Meng Fan coldly and said expressionlessly: "Yesterday, did you go to the valley to the north and kill someone?"

After hearing this, Meng Fan immediately understood.

This old man is from the Ghost Shadow Sect.

No wonder he has the intention to kill himself!

Yesterday, I killed six disciples of the Ghost Shadow Sect. This guy came to take revenge.

"Your Excellency, you have admitted the wrong person!" Meng Fan said calmly, denying it on the spot.

He couldn't see through the old man's cultivation, and his aura was extremely strange, stronger than those in the realm of condensing pills he had encountered before.

Obviously, this is a master.

Based on my own abilities alone, I feel like I am no match for him.

If there really was a fight, there was a high probability that he would have to use Mr. Lin's backhand.

not worth it!

So when facing this kind of person, it is better to do less than to do more.

If this guy were a monk in the Tianyuan realm or an ordinary Dan-condensing realm, he would be so cruel as to draw his sword and chop him to death, at worst, he would use up all his trump cards.

But the back-up that Mr. Lin left for him would be one less if he used it. There was really no need to waste it.

"Don't admit it? Haha, now that I've found you, I won't admit it!"

The old man in black robe raised his hand and stretched out a finger.

At the same time, a streak of blood appeared on Meng Fan's body, and a thin line of blood shot out from his body and wrapped around the finger of the old man in black robe.

"This is the mark I left on my disciple. If he is killed, the mark will be transferred to the murderer. Now everyone has the stolen goods, you still don't admit it?"

Meng Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a helpless sneer.

He really didn't notice this when he committed the murder yesterday.

This old man's methods are indeed extraordinary.

In this situation, even if you want to fool it, you can't fool it.

In this case, Meng Fan stopped talking.

There is no way to escape this battle!

He directly took out Mr. Lin's sword seal without any ink marks.

In this case, Meng Fan's intuition told him that there was no need to try to attack with his own strength.

Since you already feel that the gap is too big, there is no need to seek death.

This is not Shushan. Without Mr. Lin’s protection, you will really die if you seek death!

So without saying anything, Meng Fan immediately activated the sword seal given to him by Elder Lin.

A sword energy burst out from the sword seal, and under Meng Fan's control, it struck at the black-robed old man.

The moment this sword energy appeared, the expression of the old man in black robe changed.

A young cultivator in the Tianyuan realm should be able to destroy the sword energy he slashes with disdain.

But in fact, he felt a great sense of terror coming over him.

This is definitely not the sword energy that a cultivator in the Tianyuan realm can produce, and it even exceeds the level of condensing pills.

He subconsciously wanted to fight back or even dodge.

But when the sword energy appeared, he felt that the space around him seemed to solidify, imprisoning him.

His whole body, from his hands to his feet, could not move at all.

This sword energy suppressed him so that he could not move!

The old man in black robe showed fear in his eyes. Wasn't he waiting for death?

He wanted to roar and question, but he couldn't even move his mouth. He could only watch the sword energy coming towards him.

Unable to move his body, he tried to use his spiritual consciousness to resist this sword energy.

As a result, even the consciousness was suppressed and unable to move.

This is outrageous!

He is obviously a monk at the sixth level of Tianyuan, what kind of piece of iron has he kicked?

Unfortunately, he will never know the answer.

The next second, the sword energy left by Elder Lin in the sword mark passed by the black-robed old man's neck.

A head fell and hit his feet. After a slight bump, it rolled a little.

Those unblinking eyes, filled with fear and anger, stared at Meng Fan.

"What a loss!" Meng Fan glanced at the head of the black-robed old man and said expressionlessly.

His consciousness glanced at the old man in black robe, then took off a storage ring, turned around and left the place.

As for this corpse, kill it or bury it!

From the beginning to the end, Meng Fan did not ask the black-robed old man's name, nor did he say a word. He simply activated Old Lin's sword seal and killed him without any delay.

Because he is very aware of the strength gap between himself and the opponent. If he doesn't strike first, if he talks nonsense and allows the other party to strike first, he may be the one who dies!

After all, in the face of the absolute strength gap, once the opponent takes action, even if he has the big killer weapon given by Mr. Lin, he may not have the chance to take action.

Only when people are cruel and don't talk much can they live longer!

Meng Fan walked towards Longquan Village without looking back at the body of the old man in black robe.

It's quite embarrassing to say that even though he killed the old man in black robe, Meng Fan didn't even know what state he was in.

The only information we know is that the other party is from the Ghost Shadow Sect!

In just one day, he had killed seven people from the Ghost Shadow Sect.

I feel like I can defeat this Ghost Shadow Sect...

Half an hour later, Meng Fan arrived at Longquan Village leisurely.

Meng Fan was quite interested in the "Uncle Master" whom he had never met before.

Of course, what I am more interested in is the master's wind and thunder sword.

Meng Fan knew very well that this Wind and Thunder Sword was prepared by his master for him!