"Bang!"

A sword energy condensed from vitality appeared out of thin air in front of Meng Zifan, blocking the attack of the long whip. Tan Yuanqing was a little surprised. He clearly didn't feel any movement in Meng Zifan's spiritual sword. How did this sword energy come from.

"Is this Kenshin? So this is what it feels like."

A smile appeared at the corner of Meng Zifan's mouth. The sword was always an auxiliary. A real swordsman could invisibly condense sword energy and use the spiritual energy and energy around him to form a sword domain. He had used it before, but the feeling at that time had long since faded.

I can't think of it, and I don't have any understanding of Kenshin.

"It turns out that the fourth God-killing move has never been successfully practiced because of this reason. Let me see what kind of power this last God-killing move has. The fourth God-killing move: Thunder Sound Holy Sword!

"

Meng Zifan shouted, and the spirit sword came out of his hand and hovered above. Then the power of the spirit sword was drawn out, and the powerful sword energy turned into nearly a hundred sword shadows spinning in front of him like a storm. His eyes flashed with lightning,

His arms seemed to be holding the lightning, and then injected it into the sword shadow storm.

Tan Yuanqing's face changed. Meng Zifan's full-strength attack actually made him feel a little threatened. The difference between them is not just a small realm, but also a big realm. And he has already reached the eighth level of pill condensation, how could it be possible?

Being threatened by a boy at the sixth level of soul refining.

"I don't believe that a warrior like you, a sixth-level soul refiner, can hurt me. You have an ancient martial art: Blowing Snow Emperor Dance!"

Tan Yuanqing finally planned to use all his strength. The whip shadow seemed to contain powerful ice power. The flying whip shadow seemed to be dancing and slammed into Meng Zifan. The two people's attacks were intertwined in an instant, and the ice power and thunder light intertwined.

Mo Song on the side was startled and quickly withdrew to a safe distance.

The violent attack stirred up dust all over the sky. This is how warriors fight, and the most devastating thing is the battle site. Huge boulders were lifted up from the ground piece by piece, and then crushed into pieces. Countless flying sand and rocks flew across. The terrifying power made Meng Zifan's powerful body feel numb.

Countless small wounds were opened.

Tan Yuanqing, on the other hand, turned into a part of the whip shadow to cover himself, but he was not injured. After stimulating the sword bones, Meng Zifan understood the sword's intention more thoroughly and his strength greatly increased. But facing Tan Yuanqing who also had the same outbreak, he

The attack still did not gain any advantage.

"puff!"

Meng Zifan was violently shaken and coughed up a mouthful of blood. After all, he was defeated by Tan Yuanqi and was blown away. However, his blow was already quite powerful. If he entered the Dan Condensation Realm, the power of this blow would definitely be able to block Tan Yuanqing's attack.

One blow, after all, the realm is too different.

"Hey, I'm still too impulsive. I ended up doing this for someone who has nothing to do with me."

Meng Zifan sighed, but he did not regret it. Sometimes certain things had to be done, otherwise he would look down on himself. Seeing the terrifying whip shadow coming, Meng Zifan stood up with difficulty, and the Overlord Divine Body was activated again

, I just don’t know if I can block this blow.

But at this time, Mo Song roared angrily, and raised his body again, directly blocking Meng Zifan. The terrifying shadow of the whip struck Mo Song, and his skin was immediately torn open, and blood flew out. Mo Song lay covered in blood.

In front of Meng Zifan, his body slowly returned to its original state, and he looked at Mo Song in front of him in a daze.

Mo Song has always been lukewarm since he followed him. It was not until he was seduced by Meng Zifan's elixir that he slowly accepted Meng Zifan. He never expected that at such a critical moment, Mo Song would

Help him block this blow.

Seeing the dying Mo Song, Meng Zifan was completely furious, his eyes were filled with blood, and the secret blood technique forbidden by Sister Qing was activated again. His aura also surged, and the terrifying momentum made Tan Yuanqing take two steps back.

"Do you still want to struggle? With so many stunts, let's see how long you can hold on."

Tan Yuanqing snorted coldly and rushed forward again. He was not greatly affected, and his strength did not diminish at all. The blow was still extremely powerful, and the terrifying whip fell from the sky and went straight towards Meng Zifan and Mo Song.

Meng Zifan looked at him coldly, stretched out his right hand, and held the long whip. The power of the long whip peeled off his palm, reaching straight to the bone palm. But Meng Zifan seemed not to feel the severe pain,

Hold the long whip tightly in your hand.

Tan Yuanqing's expression changed. He was horrified to find that his long whip could not be withdrawn. Meng Zifan's terrifying physical power appeared. No matter how Tan Yuanqing used his power, Meng Zifan remained unmoved.

"What happened to this kid? How could he suddenly become so strong?" Tan Yuanqing was shocked. Meng Zifan's attack just now was indeed powerful, but it didn't really pose a threat to him. Until he injured the monster,

The sudden burst of momentum had already frightened him, and his current performance was even more unexpected.

"What I hate most is that I don't have enough ability to protect my friends. You are very good. You successfully touched my reverse scale. Damn it!"

Meng Zifan's calm tone was mixed with anger, and his eyes were like a real Shura, completely covered in blood. Tan Yuanqing was still trying to retract the whip, but no matter how hard he tried, the whip remained motionless.

"This thing hurts my brother, so let's destroy it." Meng Zifan pulled hard, and the huge force quickly pulled Tan Yuanqing towards him. Tan Yuanqing reacted quickly, knowing that if Meng Zifan got close at this time, he would probably

There was no doubt that he would die, so he quickly released the long whip.

The long whip came to Meng Zifan's hand and was spread out on both hands. He just glanced at it lightly, and with a strong force of both hands, he directly tore the long whip into two halves. Tan Yuanqing's expression completely changed, such a perverted power

, as long as it hits him once, he will definitely die.

Without thinking, Tan Yuanqing turned around and ran away. But at this time, Meng Zifan was in a state like a demon in the abyss. How could he be given this opportunity to escape? He felt a flash of light and shadow in front of his eyes, and Meng Zifan appeared in front of him.

"Ancient martial arts: Five Holy Claws!"

Tan Yuanqing took action quickly, not giving Meng Zifan a chance to take the lead. The fingers condensed with martial arts aura suddenly struck Meng Zifan's body. Tan Yuanqing was not happy and was shocked. He felt that the blow was like hitting black iron.

Yes, I almost injured myself.

"Is that all you can do?"

Meng Zifan snorted coldly and slapped him with a slap. There was no skill at all, it was just a simple slap. However, Tan Yuanqing didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was directly slapped away by Meng Zifan.

"Poof!" I don't know how many sternum bones were broken, and the whole body seemed to be falling apart, and there was no use of any strength. Meng Zifan walked up to Tan Yuanqing, stepped down with two feet, and crushed his legs. Tan Yuanqing screamed in pain.

Just when Meng Zifan was about to kill Tan Yuanqing directly, Chi Yin woke up and ran back to the battlefield.

"Junior Brother Meng, please be merciful. Senior Brother Tan has been very kind to me. I hope you can spare his life." Chi Yin quickly called out to Meng Zifan.

Meng Zifan's scarlet eyes looked over, making Chi Yin shudder. These eyes felt more bloodthirsty than those of beasts. Are these really human eyes?

"He hurt my brother and knew a lot of my secrets. He must die!" Meng Zifan raised his palm again. Tan Yuanqing looked at Meng Zifan in fear, and his voice was completely speechless.

"Junior Brother Meng, I have an eighth-level elixir here, which is enough to revive him. Moreover, our Qingyan Pavilion has a soul secret technique that can erase his memory. I will never let your secret be exposed, and I can

If I pass this technique on to you, it will also erase my memory."

Meng Zifan was stunned for a moment, but finally suppressed the murderous intention in his mind and nodded to Chi Yin. Chi Yin passed the secret technique to Meng Zifan, then personally erased all Tan Yuanqing's memories and simply treated the injury.

"Junior Brother Meng, come on." Chi Yin closed her eyes and waited for Meng Zifan to erase her memory.

"Forget it, you haven't seen anything. Erasing memories will definitely harm the soul. Since I promised Chi Yun to take you out of Qingyan Pavilion, I will naturally not regret it."

Meng Zifan did not take action in the end. After feeding the elixir to Mo Song, his terrifying aura gradually dissipated. Before Chi Yin could ask about his situation, Meng Zifan fainted and his skin became wrinkled again.

It also turned snow-white.

"Junior Brother Meng, what's wrong with you?" Chi Yin was shocked, but Meng Zifan had fallen into a coma and there was no reply at all. Just when she was at a loss, she suddenly felt someone approaching quickly.

Chi Yin became nervous. Just when he was about to find a hiding place, a fat figure appeared in front of him.

"Mom, what a shame, this bastard, I owe you something like that, Master Dao. I just collected some good things from the old guy, and I got a favor from you, this bastard. Little lady, stay away, I want to help him

treat."

Chi Yin naturally knew Fatty, and he and Chi Yun came up with this plan together. She walked aside and gave up her seat to Fatty. Fatty took out a jade bottle with unknown contents and poured it into it.

In Meng Zifan's mouth.

The fat man sat cross-legged and put his hands on Meng Zifan's wrists. The Yuan Power gathered and poured into his body crazily. With the help of this Yuan Power, he quickly melted the spiritual fluid he fed into Meng Zifan's blood. Shura Bloodline

It started to boil, and the terrifying power of regeneration appeared again. It didn't take long for Meng Zifan's wrinkled skin to return to its original state, and his hair to turn black again.

It's just that this time he didn't wake up immediately and was still in a coma. The fat man asked Chi Yin to give the signal, and soon the responder rushed over with the flying spirit beast. The two of them picked up Meng Zifan and sat on the spirit beast.

On his back, he rushed all the way to the direction of Qianshan Academy.
Chapter completed!