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

Meng Fan pulled out the Feiyu Sword.

Just like when he pulled out the Qingyu Sword before, a stream of light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye entered Meng Fan's body along the sword.

Meng Fan did not have the ability to see inside at this moment, so he did not know that after this stream of light traveled through his meridians, it entered his Dantian.

He frowned, and his intuition told him that this breath entering his body should not be a bad thing.

It should be another benefit brought to him by the talent of [Sword Dao Tong Shen].

As for what this benefit is, he should be able to understand it when his cultivation level improves and his vision becomes higher.

Meng Fan wiped the Feiyu Sword and put it back on the wooden rack.

Senior Brother Luo had told him the task before, that within one year, all the hidden swords on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion must be wiped.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan could not help but feel excited!

If he touched all the swords here, how many swordsmanship would he have to learn?

By then, by combining the swordsmanship of hundreds of schools, he might be able to walk out of his own swordsmanship!

Meng Fan was excited and was ready to pick up the third long sword.

Brother Luo had calculated for him before that if he wanted to finish cleaning these long swords within a year, he would need to clean about 20 swords every day.

Meng Fan was very self-aware, so he chose inconspicuous "weak" long swords.

But sometimes, he would still make mistakes.

For example, the Feiyu Sword just now, although it looked inconspicuous, contained amazing evil spirit.

But with the talent of swordsmanship, he was not afraid of these small accidents.

But when he was about to choose the third long sword, a big accident happened.

There was a long sword that Meng Fan obviously did not choose, but it took the initiative to fly up and landed in front of Meng Fan.

This is a... spirit sword!

Only spirit swords can move by themselves.

Meng Fan's face changed immediately, knowing that he was in trouble.

From the previous indirect hints to Brother Luo, Meng Fan had already understood that there was danger in this sword pavilion.

Now, the danger fell on his head.

Just when Meng Fan was about to call for help from Brother Luo, he found that the environment around him had changed.

He was no longer in the Sword Pavilion, but appeared in a dark space, which seemed to have no boundaries.

Hallucination?

Meng Fan frowned.

The next second, a woman in red appeared in front of Meng Fan.

The woman had a delicate face, long flowing hair, flaming red lips, and was extremely beautiful.

The woman in red stood in front of Meng Fan, smiled slightly, full of charm.

Although he was in an illusion, it was a bit inexplicable, but Meng Fan was not too panicked.

Because he could judge from the previous chat with Brother Luo that he should not die on the first day he came here.

The danger of the Sword Pavilion is gradual and subtle, not killing you as soon as you come in!

So although Meng Fan was a little nervous, he was still able to remain calm. He wanted to see what the woman in red was going to do.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed!

A bed appeared in front of Meng Fan, and the woman in red was lying on the bed, her Luo skirt half untied, revealing her shoulders.

The woman in red was lying on the bed and waved to Meng Fan, flirting and posing, extremely charming.

Meng Fan's heart beat faster, and his throat couldn't help but move.

Is this...

Seducing me?

To be honest, a teenager is full of blood.

Who can resist this?

Meng Fan can resist it!

Others would definitely not be able to resist it, but Meng Fan had watched countless movies on Earth in his previous life.

To be honest, there are only two words to describe this small scene - that's it?

Moreover, Meng Fan knew very well that this scene was not a romantic encounter, but a life-threatening crisis.

Meng Fan took a deep breath, looked at the woman in red and said, "Girl, put away your tricks. Although you are beautiful, you can't seduce me."

"Oh? Why?"

The woman in red got up, walked down from the bed barefoot, and walked in front of Meng Fan.

She hooked Meng Fan's chin with her slender jade fingers, with a teasing look on her face.

"My dear, do you think that my appearance is too bad and you don't like it?"

Meng Fan shook his head and said, "That's not the case. You are a beautiful fairy, but you want to absorb my yang energy, and I can't bear it!"

The woman in red looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

"I didn't expect that you, a kid with no cultivation, have extraordinary concentration and can stay calm at this time."

Meng Fan hurriedly said: "I really don't have any cultivation, so even if you suck me, you can't suck much yang energy."

"I'm not a fairy, and I don't want to suck your yang energy, but your vitality." The woman in red chuckled.

Her fingers wandered on Meng Fan's cheeks and neck. To be honest, it made Meng Fan feel itchy.

"But you can rest assured, because if you don't cooperate, I can't suck your vitality."

In Meng Fan's view, yang energy and vitality are the same.

The legendary man who was sucked too much yang energy by the female fairy would not live long.

"Girl, in this case, just let me go back." Meng Fan said to the woman in red.

The woman in red smiled and said, "You are much better than the boy before. He stayed here for less than three months and died. It seems that you can live a few more days than him!"

Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat.

He heard from Senior Brother Luo that the disciple who guarded the sword lasted for three months and left a few days ago.

At that time, he thought that guy had left the Sword Pavilion and changed his job.

It turned out that Senior Brother Luo’s "left" meant death!

Suddenly, Meng Fan felt a little creepy and deeply felt the terror of the Jiange.

"Are you scared?" Hongyi asked Meng Fan with a smile.

The smile was a bit showy.

Meng Fan said with some embarrassment: "Girl, since you already know that I have strong concentration and can't seduce me, don't be so... coquettish."

The woman in red sat on the bed with a dignified look and said, "Why, sir, do you like this style?"

Meng Fan coughed lightly and did not answer the question.

From beginning to end, this woman never gave up teasing herself.

"Girl, please respect yourself!" Meng Fan looked solemn and serious.

Of course, it’s actually just pretending!

He must show that he will not be tempted by beauty so that the other party can let him go.

As long as you show a hint of lust, the other party will definitely try to knock you down and suck out your yang energy!

Must hold back!

"I didn't expect that there is such a serious boy like you among the Shushan Sword Sect."

"Haha, interesting."

"Remember, don't call me girl from now on, call me Hongqi."

Meng Fan nodded and said, "Okay, Miss Hongqi!"

Hong Qi rolled her eyes at Meng Fan, then waved her hand.

The long red sleeves brushed in front of Meng Fan's eyes, and Meng Fan's eyes returned to normal.

The illusion was solved, and he returned to the first floor of the sword pavilion and stood in front of the wooden frame.

In front of him, there was a long sword emitting a faint red light.

In Senior Brother Luo's room, Senior Brother Luo, who was practicing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this moment, with a smile on his lips.

"This boy."

"not bad!"

Meng Fan, who was praised by Senior Brother Luo, was looking at the long sword that emitted a faint red light in front of him.

Unable to hold back for a moment, he put his hand up!