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"You want to challenge the five of us alone?"

Daoyi Shengzi was full of disdain, and looked at Meng Fan like a madman.

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

They were indeed surprised that Meng Fan could defeat Ye Yuan so easily, but it would be a bit shameless to challenge five of them based on this.

"Challenge? You think too much!"

Meng Fan took another sip of the wine. Now that the alcohol was getting stronger, he himself was a little bit smug, "Only one level of strength is called a challenge. You guys can only teach me a lesson."

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

This time I came to Kunlun to discuss swords, challenge each other, and compete to find out who is the master of Dongfang Jianmen.

The sword debate among the other disciples is nothing more than Xiao Daoer, and the real protagonists are these holy sons and saints.

Although this Kunlun Junior Master Uncle is a round older, his strength and qualifications also belong to the ranks of disciples of Lunjian.

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

"Arrogance!"

"Let me go first."

"You will pay for your words and deeds!"

...

Daoyi Shengzi held a blue sky-level spirit sword, which was filled with blue sword light. He took the lead alone, and the sword energy soared to the sky, flying to the top of Meng Fan's head in an instant.

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

Meng Fan still has a gourd in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He doesn't need a sword at all to deal with these juniors with a sword mentality.

Hunyuan was in the same color between his fingers, and the sword formula was constantly being punched out, the sword intent was concentrated in his eyes, he looked up at the blue world in the sky, and then soared into the sky.

"Guiyuan sword finger, break!"

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

Daoyi Shengzi's sword intent unfolded gorgeously, and even when it was broken, it was brilliant.

This kind of flashy sword intent looks extraordinary on the surface, but to the real strong, it is just a paper tiger, which can be broken at a touch.

Meng Fan's Sword Dao Sky Eye can easily see the weakness of his sword intent.

The Jiuxian gourd with his left hand swung it up, and slapped Daoyi Shengzi on the face, knocking him out of the Xuanyu Peak from the air, turning him over, like a human wheel rolling.

"Go together!"

This time, the remaining four Holy Sons didn't dare to be careless anymore, the Shushan Holy Son shouted, and the four Holy Sons immediately activated their sword intent and surrounded Meng Fan.

A holy son can't beat them, and their title of holy son is enough to be embarrassing. Now if a group of Holy Sons can't beat them, they will no longer have the face to be called Holy Sons.

They didn't dare to keep their hands anymore, and resorted to their unique moves one after another, slashing at Meng Fan with powerful sword lights.

Shushan Shengzi is the strongest, he has the body of Tiansha sword, the sword has strong evil spirit, strong penetrating power, and can break through the body surface to protect the body.

Yu Jianshu!

He used Ling Yunfeng's supernatural swordsmanship, and a black spiritual sword flew out in strips, constantly arousing sword intent around Meng Fan, and cut out thousands of swords in an instant.

"Seven Kill Sword Formation!"

Tianxuan Shengzi used seven Xuanyuzhu swords at the same time, and the seven swords had the same aura, forming a sword formation, distributed all over Meng Fan's body, and the powerful sword intent began to strangle.

"Three Thousand Thunderbolts!"

The Holy Son of Da Luo received the thunder from the sky, and cast 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 at Meng Fan like a meteor shower.

"Use Qi to control the sword!" Shengzi Wanchu appeared under Meng Fan, with the sword under his feet flying into the air, his hands continuously condensed the sword marks, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered wildly, turning into air swords that soared into the sky.

Ding ding ding!

The sound of gold and iron resounded on Xuanyu Peak, and the extremely gorgeous sword light flickered one after another, forming a spiritual vortex around it.

The figures intertwine and the sword intent fills the sky.

Meng Fan, who was in the center of the sword storm, still had a calm expression, and even took a sip of wine calmly.

Wonderful runes flashed across Meng Fan's feet,

Xingzimi activated, his feet stepped into the air, and his body swam flexibly in the air, as if freely shuttled in the sword light.

The speed was so fast that even Jian Guang couldn't catch up.

The secret of Xingzi, jumping up to the nine heavens, and going down to the nine secluded worlds, any formation can pass through.

Even if Meng Fan only grasped the surface of Xingzi Mi now, it was enough to break through the imprisonment formed by the Seven Killing Sword Formation.

Countless figures of Meng Fan appeared in the air, pierced 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 kept disappearing.

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

"Look, this is to get out!"

As soon as Meng Fan pointed at the back of Tianxuan Shengzi, the Hunyuan Sword Intent invaded his body, then bent his legs, curled them into a ball, and finally grabbed Tianxuan Shengzi's loose long hair and threw it out.

"Die!" Shushan Shengzi came over again.

His sword light was sharp and powerful, and it was already able to pose a threat to Meng Fan's superficial strength.

There is a difference of eight realms!

Meng Fan's fingertips slid, and the Hunyuan Sword Intent was frequently struck out, simultaneously triggering the word secret.

clang~

The ten times stronger Hunyuan sword intent collided with the black spirit sword of Shushan Shengzi, and the powerful explosive force knocked his spirit sword into the air, interrupting his sword control technique.

Meng Fan continued to drink, and the five grains ascending to the sky wine could continuously replenish his spiritual power consumption.

In this way, without revealing one's strength, one can continue fighting with only the first level of sword heart cultivation.

This is Xuanyu Peak, Ziyang Sword Master is retreating at the peak, it is impossible for him not to sense the situation here.

As for the secrets of words, they are all secrets of words. There is no trace of this supreme secret technique. Even Ziyang Sword Master, he can't see why. At most, he is surprised that Meng Fan is so perverted.

Under the secret of Xingzi, Meng Fan's speed far crushed these holy sons.

Blocking the Holy Son of Shushan, Meng Fan fell down, gathering his sword intent and slashing at the Wanchu Holy Son below.

Have you ever seen the sword intent falling from the sky... Meng Fan turned his head down, pointed his sword finger at the Son of Wanchu, broke through his body protecting sword intent all the way, and finally pointed the sword at the top of his head.

Unrivaled sword energy swept down from his head, tearing his clothes apart and leaving wounds on his body.

Meng Fan kept his hands back, instead of hitting the sword intent into his brain, it distributed it to the surface of his body, otherwise he would have died.

The moment the sword finger touched the Holy Son of Wanchu, he felt the taste of death, and fear spread in his heart, as if he couldn't afford a trace of resistance.

Meng Fan kicked it out, and Shengzi Wanchu rolled down Xuanyu Peak.

Da Luo Shengzi came from behind, receiving the power of thunder, and his body was filled with purple thunder light, as if holding a laser sword, he secretly stabbed Meng Fan in the back.

Meng Fan turned his head and blinked his eyes.

The invisible sword intent swept across Shengzi Da Luo like a storm vortex, the purple sword energy was blown away, and the thunder sword light dimmed.

Meng Fan took a sip of the wine, then spat it out towards the sky, countless drops of wine hovered in front of Meng Fan, his eyes blinked.

Turn wine into a sword!

The wine beads turned into wine swords and shot at Da Luo Shengzi.

The wine sword hit Da Luo Shengzi's body and directly sank into his body, disrupting his aura in an instant, and the sword's intent collapsed from the inside out.

They were also kicked out by Meng Fan.

In the end, only Shushan Shengzi remained.

Meng Fan raised his head and took a sip of the wine. Drinking during the battle can keep his spirit high and his momentum is rising steadily.

"Have you learned it? If you learn it, get out!" Meng Fan glanced at the Son of Shushan and said calmly.

The corner of Shushan Shengzi's mouth twitched, and he held the black long sword awkwardly in his hand, feeling a sense of frustration spontaneously.

Even though he was facing a sword heart first-level realm who was younger than him, he felt powerless in the face of an old monster.

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

In the next second, like the other four, he got out of Xuanyu Peak.

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