Yi Xiaotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and threw out a large saber with a snow white scabbard.
Mei Yingxue took the Crimson War Saber and gripped its snow-white hilt. She saw a dazzling blood-red light. The blood-red blade formed a striking contrast with the snow-white scabbard.
True energy poured in and the blood red blade faintly flowed like blood. There was no movement, but it emitted a cold killing intent.
"Good saber!"
Sheathing the saber, Mei Yingxue lightly praised!
Just as she was about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded, "Miss, if you have time, let's spar!"
"Kid, you think you're fit to fight with Goddess Mei? Goddess Mei, let me help you settle a small matter! "Wu Yichen smiled.
Mei Yingxue looked coldly at Yun Fan and lightly nodded.
A seventh level Yuan Dan Stage was really an insult to her identity. Since someone was helping her, she didn't mind.
She took a step forward and soared into the sky, then she heard a bang.
Mei Yingxue couldn't help but shake her head, afraid that it was another one hitting on her. But a seventh level Yuan Dan Stage trying to hit on her was really reckless.
Just as she thought of this, a familiar voice sounded, "Who else wants to bootlick the Magicsword Palace? Come at me together!"
Mei Yingxue's figure stopped and turned to look, only to see Wu Yichen lying on the ground with blood continuously spurting out of his mouth.
The unremarkable seventh level Yuan Dan Stage youth was currently standing in the middle of the field, looking arrogantly at Ying Cai and the others.
A seventh level Yuan Dan Stage defeating a ninth level Body Splitting Stage, interesting. Mei Yingxue slowly descended. She really wanted to see what ability this youth who wanted to spar with her had.
"Kid, you're too arrogant. Do you think you're Goddess Mei?"
"If Brother Wu wasn't injured by Goddess Mei, I could kill you in one move."
"Come at me together, reckless fool!"
This time, not only Yi Xiaotian and the other twenty people, even the people who had retreated to watch the battle rushed forward.
Since they knew Mei Yingxue's identity, they naturally thought of ways to curry favor with her.
Dancing Dragon and Dancing Phoenix!
Yun Fan moved among the crowd, punching out with both fists, sending figures flying.
Because his opponent had only used his fists before, Yun Fan didn't use any weapons this time. After his strength increased, he used critical hits to attack. Every time he was sent flying, he couldn't get up.
Although it looked scary, Yun Fan knew that compared to Mei Yingxue, these people couldn't compare to the twenty people from before.
After all, more than twenty of them had been injured by Mei Yingxue, and were unable to unleash their full potential.
Even so, Ying Cai, Yi Xiaotian, and the others were shocked.
Who was Mei Yingxue? She was the first disciple of the Magicsword Palace.
As for him, he was just a nobody. He had never heard of him before.
Although they had lost to Mei Yingxue, it was a glorious defeat. But to lose to Yun Fan, it was like being slapped in the face.
They were all geniuses of their sects and families. Being beaten twice in a row, they couldn't take it anymore.
"Motherf * cker, fight it out with him!"
"Go all out, kill him!"
"If this kid doesn't die, we won't have the face to live anymore."
Everyone released their killer moves, fighting against Mei Yingxue. Although they wanted to win, they didn't dare to go all out.
Although Mei Yingxue said that the Magicsword Palace wouldn't interfere, if something really happened, as the first disciple of the Magicsword Palace, how could the Magicsword Palace not interfere?
But Yun Fan was different. He was a nobody, so it didn't matter if he was killed.
Forcefully increasing their strength, activating their bloodline, taking out their high-grade spiritual weapons, anything that could increase their attack power, they used it all.
Yun Fan immediately fell into the storm of killer moves, but they did not see that at this moment, Yun Fan's eyes flashed with a trace of cold killing intent.
An ordinary longsword suddenly appeared in his hand, and rays of sword light splashed out.
Blood splattered, limbs were everywhere, and bodies fell one by one. The current Yun Fan was like a demon, killing with every move he made.
In a few minutes, other than Ying Cai and the other Body Splitting Stage cultivators, the others were all lying on the ground. Blood flowed like a river!
With one step, the remaining eight retreated.
How was this Yuan Dan Stage, he was even more ruthless than Mei Yingxue!
When fighting against Mei Yingxue, they only lost their Weeping Blood Saber, but when fighting against this guy, they lost their lives!
"I admit defeat!" Wu Yichen suddenly said.
"Admit defeat? Not sucking up to the Magicsword Palace anymore? Didn't you want to kill me? If you want me to die, then you should be prepared to die! "
Three consecutive swords, Wu Yichen swung his spear to block, and three crisp sounds rang out. Wu Yichen's seven orifices bled, and he fell with his spear.
He had indeed blocked the attack, but he had still been killed by the powerful Zhen Qi.
"Kid, who are you? We have no enmity with you … "
As soon as Gao Mo said this, he saw Yun Fan in front of him, and he quickly swung his saber to block. As he swung his saber, he retreated, not wanting to be shocked to death.
But this was not something he could do. Although he was retreating to reduce the force, the powerful force still rushed into his body, and he slowly fell.
"My name is Fan Yun, a nobody!"
Yun Fan suddenly sped up, and other than Yi Xiaotian and Ying Cai, the others were killed.
Because of Yi Xiaotian's obstruction, Ying Cai had already run a thousand meters away. Just when he thought he had escaped, a bloody light appeared.
Ying Cai looked at the bloody blade on his chest, and then looked at Mei Yingxue, who had a cold expression, and said with difficulty, "Why?"
"Because I want a fair fight!" Mei Yingxue pulled out her Crimson Saber, and walked towards Yun Fan without looking back.
At the same time, Yun Fan's longsword had already landed on Yi Xiaotian's neck.
Cold sweat poured down his back, soaking his clothes. Yi Xiaotian found that his body was frozen, and he could not move.
"Fan Yun, you should be Yun Fan! As the rumors say, your combat ability is far beyond your level.
If you had said your name directly, I would have fought with you without you saying anything, "Mei Yingxue said.
"As expected of the number one disciple of the Magicsword Palace, smart. Congratulations, you've guessed correctly. "
Seeing Yun Fan's smile, Yi Xiaotian muttered to himself, "So you're Yun Fan, it's funny that we wanted to kill you before. You reap what you sow! "
"Alright, you can go now. Zhou Yemei and her brother are still waiting for you, "Yun Fan said as he sheathed his sword.
"Seems like your guts aren't just a little big, I helped you silence them, but you actually want to let them go?"
Mei Yingxue looked at Yun Fan curiously. At this time, countless Virtualized realm cultivators wanted to kill Yun Fan. As long as he was exposed, he would be hunted down endlessly.
It would be fine if they were acquaintances, but this was clearly the first time Yi Xiaotian met Yun Fan, and he actually wanted to let him go.
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