The education in the cultivation world is very backward compared to the secular world.

The cell boss really didn't know what a dust explosion was.

I haven't heard of dust explosions in the cultivation world.

However, dust explosions are not uncommon in the secular world, and some poorly managed small processing factories often toss out a large amount of dust in the process of processing goods, and those dusts will instantly explode violently when they encounter open flames, causing many deaths, and even dust explosions in flour mills.

Not to mention the pyrite powder rich in sulfur and iron on the stage at this time!

The cell boss has suffered a loss of uneducated this time, otherwise with his cultivation, he can easily dodge, and there is no need to worry about Meng Fan's fire.

"Damn, damn, I'm going to kill you!"

The cell boss burst out of the flames with his hands dancing, his whole face blackened, his hair unkempt, and flames burning on his ragged clothes, but nothing more, and his life was not in danger.

After rushing out, the cell boss found that Meng Fan was no longer in place, but had moved to the other side of the martial arts stage.

So he hurriedly turned around and swept towards Meng Fan, at this time, his expression could no longer maintain his previous calmness, he looked angry, he couldn't help but be angry, a cultivator who had not yet ascended the Heavenly Gate actually made him lose face and even suffered a little injury, which made him absolutely unbearable!

"Hmm, what's going on, how can you be sad?"

The cell head just got up, but he paused again, and a tear suddenly slipped down the corner of his eye.

There was a deep sadness in his heart inexplicably, which reminded him of a past incident.

When he was a teenager, he liked a girl in his hometown, and that girl liked to tie a long braid, and when he walked, the braid dangled around his slender waist, which was very beautiful.

Even after all these years, he still thinks of her in his sleep.

He is not married, and his longing for that girl has reached its peak in recent years, thinking that if the girl is not married, he will marry him.

With this in mind, he went back to his hometown last year.

But I was surprised to learn that the girl accidentally fell into the water and drowned when she was washing clothes by the pond, and when she died, she was holding a handful of grass tightly in her hand, and her relatives broke it for a long time before breaking her little hand.

He sat in front of her grave all night.

He didn't cry at the time, but now, for some reason, when he thinks of her, he actually cries.

Is it a lonely grave for thousands of miles, with nowhere to talk about desolation?

The cell boss's tears flowed again, and Meng Fan's figure blurred in his teary eyes.

Grief invaded his heart, he didn't even want to kill Meng Fan, he wanted to go back and throw himself on the bed, burrow his head into the quilt, and cry profoundly......

The fighting spirit on the cell boss has been greatly reduced.

Cultivation can't stay in the Eight Cutting Realm!

He didn't know that the fire that Meng Fan had just sacrificed was mixed with the newly realized fire of the heart tribulation that he had realized when he was killing people at the city gate, which could expand the strongest emotions hidden in people's hearts countless times, and the Elder Zhang of the quasi-immortal realm at that time was inevitably affected by the fire of the heart tribulation, and the cell head was naturally not spared.

"If you can't hit me, will you cry?" Meng Fan said with one hand behind his back.

"It's not because of this!" the cell boss waved his hand gloomily, "You don't understand!"

"Then can you still fight?" Meng Fan smiled, "If you don't fight, I'll leave." ”

"Wait a minute. The cell boss raised his hand, wiped a handful of tears, and whispered in his heart, "Why do you think of her at this time, it's so uncomfortable!"

Although he wiped away his tears, the image of the girl's little hands clutching the grass still lingered in his mind.

If he had been there, he would have saved her!

It will definitely give her happiness for the rest of her life!

It's too late for everything now.

"Come on!" the cell leader, who did not have the slightest intention of fighting, raised his tired eyes.

"It's coming!" Meng Fan touched the ground on his toes, floated towards the cell head, took the initiative to attack, and when he approached the cell head, he suddenly stretched out a finger and nodded to the cell head's forehead.

It is a finger buckle Xuanmen, Xuanmen fingers.

The cell head inhaled and slapped it vigorously.

In the surging airflow, Meng Fan's body shook, floated backwards, and landed steadily on the edge of the martial arts platform.

The cell boss Tengteng took three or four steps back, and suddenly a sharp pain came from his palm, and the horror in his heart dispelled some sadness, and he said in surprise: "What kind of cultivation are you?"

In his opinion, Meng Fan must have hidden his cultivation, and his true cultivation had already ascended to the gate of heaven, even to the point of slashing seven!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to knock him off with a single finger!

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance, and a patrol rushed over when he heard the sound.

Because the martial arts platform is only a single-function platform, no one has ever made trouble here at night, so there has been no patrol force.

Meng Fan listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, shook his head, and did not speak.

He has already discovered that the fire of the heart tribulation can affect the enemy's cultivation, but at the moment he has not completely controlled the subtleties of the fire of the heart tribulation, if he is strengthened more in the future, he will be able to rely on the fire of the heart tribulation to suppress the enemy's cultivation by a large section, and an opponent like the cell leader may be able to directly suppress it to the point of slashing five!

"Want to escape?" The cell boss guessed Meng Fan's thoughts wrongly, and a grim look appeared on his face again, "You can't escape tonight, if you donkey skills are poor, you will stay alive!"

At this time, the cell boss had already regarded Meng Fan as a strong man in the same realm.

The cell boss slammed on the ground, and his body shot out, setting off a hunting wind, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Meng Fan, it seemed that he wanted to fight quickly, if the people who were about to see him being made into such an embarrassed appearance by a low-level cultivator, his face would definitely not be able to hang up.

He was embarrassed.

Meng Fan was standing there unscathed.

But he didn't know that he was not the first high-realm powerhouse to suffer in the hands of Meng Fan.

"Did you give up?"

Seeing Meng Fan standing still in place, thoughtfully, the cell head hooked the corners of his mouth, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and with a bang, he smashed firmly on Meng Fan's chest, and shouted: "It's over!"

In his sight, Meng Fan's chest was sunken, obviously his chest was broken!

The night wind blew coldly, and the cell boss was puzzled, but why didn't he hear the sound of broken bones?

Didn't see a trace of pain on the other party's face?

Next, he suddenly notices that something is wrong!

There was a mass of mucous gelatinous substance that quickly spread and spread in Meng Fan's chest, wrapping his arm in the blink of an eye, greedily absorbing the power of his cultivation, causing his arm to be weak for a while!

And Meng Fan's chest is also good!

"This kid is so weird!" the cell leader's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly withdrew his arm and retreated, but as soon as he raised his leg and landed, his feet were soft, and when he looked down, he saw that the thing he stepped on was also that kind of glue, and he lost his voice and said, "You are despicable!"

Meng Fan smiled, glanced at the distance, there was already a figure clearly recognizable, said "goodbye" to the cell leader, and then swept up from the martial arts stage and fell into the darkness in the distance.

The opponent who cries when he thinks of the past, his heart may not be bad.

And as Meng Fan went away, the glue wrapped around the cell boss suddenly lost its life, withered and dried up.

The cell boss was furious, tore the glue, chased after Meng Fan like crazy, and shouted: "Take advantage of it, just run, how can there be such a good thing!"

When Meng Fan heard the sound, he suddenly stood still in the dark, stared at the cell head, and stretched out his hand in front of him.

He was holding something in his hand, the Primordial Sword Box!

Meng Fan put his hand on the hilt of Biluo's sword and jerked it outward......

PS: People who cry when they think of the past, maybe their hearts are not bad......

(End of chapter)