"Little Deputy Palace Master, Yan Shan only made one move, next, you win!"

Yu Yan Shan flapped the red blood wings and swept into the air, causing everyone to exclaim in surprise, Qian Deng's right hand even grabbed the lamp, and his eyes revealed a touch of coldness, as if he had already made up his mind, no matter whether Yu Yan Shan defeated Meng Fan or not, he was doomed to a dead end.

Fan Guyi's attention was all on the battle situation at this time.

He knew that Meng Fan would attack the beast courtyard because of the matter of the beast soul soldiers, and he also knew that Meng Fan had already made a lot of layouts, every time Zhang Qiulai and Chang Guanyu came to visit Meng Fan in Ziyang Palace, he saw it in his eyes, and paid close attention to everything about Meng Fan, tonight He Yulou died in Baihuafang, and the two evils killed people on the street, he concluded that Meng Fan was going to close the net!

In order to prevent someone from messing with his plan, he gathered the strength of the entire Xiaogong to block Qiandeng from the battlefield, and at this time, between victory and defeat, he who had confidence in Meng Fan was inevitably worried.

Yu Yanshan's move was condensed for a long time, and he wasn't sure that Meng Fan would be able to take it easily!

Even he was a little moved when he saw the sharp spell fluctuations on Yu Yanshan's body!

"Hmm!" Meng Fan raised his eyes to look at Yu Yanshan who was suspended in the air, and nodded, "I can't take it, you can go!"

"Hmm!" Yu Yanshan also nodded.

With her understanding of Meng Fan, despite his evil actions, his words still counted.

Moreover, there is also the old Dan King, who has a good reputation in Qingqiu City, personally promised that so many people were present to testify, so as not to tear up the agreement.

She looked at Meng Fan, just like the man she secretly liked when she was in the blooming season, she bent the corners of her mouth beautifully, fanned her blood wings on the one hand, and said coldly and pleasantly: "This trick is the sky-cutting technique that Yan Shan learned from his own bloodline, named Mingyuehong, and ask the little deputy palace master to taste one or two!"

Before the words fell, Yu Yanshan's blood wings stretched suddenly, and immediately detached from his body, and the blood was full in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into twelve blood-colored long swords, each sword was diffused with a terrifying aura fluctuation that could easily kill the Great Perfection of the Heavens, and then the long sword formed a circle, rotating endlessly, as in the cold night sky, a round of blood-colored bright moon suddenly rose!

"Bright Moon Red ......"

Meng Fan silently recited this name full of pictures, and a stubborn girl's face suddenly appeared in front of her, the girl likes to wear a red dress, named Xuanyue, I don't know if she is okay now? Surely she is not afraid of mice, right?

With a reminiscing smile on the corner of Meng Fan's mouth, he held the rain and snow sword in his hand, and stretched his body to sweep towards Yu Yanshan!

When everyone saw that Yu Yanshan was finally going to perform a killing blow, Meng Fan not only didn't hide away, but even rushed forward without fear, and couldn't help but sweat for him, did he think that Yu Yanshan was better than the sleepless night who was knocked down by him?

As Meng Fan approached, a rapid inhalation sounded in the crowd again!

The corners of Qiandeng's mouth hooked a subtle arc, and he naturally saw that Meng Fan had obviously prepared a means to restrain the wicked, that is, the red threads he hid in his hands, so he solved the sleepless night, but now Yu Yanshan clearly did not play melee attack with him, but a trick to decide the winner, Meng Fan could next?

"One sword, a glimmer of the blood moon!"

Ye Yanshan, who had no blood wings, pointed at Meng Fan with her slender hand as she slowly floated to the ground.

One of the twelve blood swords flew out with a roar and slashed towards Meng Fan's body, the blood light reflected Meng Fan's face as if it was stained with blood, Fennel held the jeweled sword, and moved nervously to Fan Guyi's side.

"I have a sword, too!"

Meng Fan was moving, with a smile on his face, pinching the trick with one hand, and a white long sword appeared behind him.

The white sword diffused with bursts of cold air, as if the night was colder, and the sword body was dazzling with snow, reflecting the surrounding white swaying, as if covered with a layer of snow, it was the sky-cutting technique that was stolen from Sun Jianli, the eldest husband of the Yuxian faction, and it was really a sword!

Because of the true qi of the ice attribute and because of the snow sword, the sword body is like a carved ice and snow!

A blood sword, a snow sword!

The light of the two swords split the night sky into two colors, and then they slammed together at a staggering speed, with a loud bang, and the colors of the two half of the sky instantly merged, like a sunset accompanied by a setting sun!

Everyone blinked vigorously, hurriedly looked at Meng Fan who was shrouded in light, and after a while, they found that he walked out of the light and shadow safely, and he didn't look injured, so they breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Yu Yanshan, who had fallen to the ground, standing with a solemn face.

This made them more and more unable to see through Meng Fan's true cultivation?

But at the very least, there are nine consummations, and they are already standing proudly at the top of the sky, and they can ask for immortality!

Could it be that he was deliberately pretending to be a low-level master before?

Meng Fan's face was flushed, he smiled, and continued to move forward.

Yu Yanshan raised her finger and pointed at Meng Fan again: "Two swords, blood moon drink!"

Two of the twelve long swords came out, floating proudly in the night sky, leaning slightly towards each other, as if they were pouring wine on each other!

The breath of the two swords also blended rapidly, and it seemed to be two swords, but in fact it became one sword, and the momentum was great!

"Good mood!" Meng Fan pinched the trick and pointed at the two greedy blood swords, "Condense into a sword, twins!"

Two snow swords condensed from behind him, and they blasted towards those two blood swords without hesitation!

A ripple spreads in mid-air!

The twin snow swords collapsed, turned into bits of snow, and fell down one after another!

And Yu Yanshan's two blood swords collapsed, and the other staggered forward a few steps, as if drunk, and finally collapsed with a click and dispersed.

Yu Yanshan's eyebrows are picturesque, but they are deeply wrinkled.

She was easily broken by Meng Fan with two swords one after another, and then three swords!

Meng Fanning broke it with four swords!

Yu Yanshan was shocked, and made four more swords!

Meng Fan suddenly condensed five swords and broke it!

The twelve blood swords have gone to ten, and there are only two swords left in Yu Yanshan!

Looking at the sword and sword, everyone couldn't help but relax, they all felt that Meng Fan had won, he had done all the ten swords, and the remaining two swords were nothing special, they should be easy to solve!

Even some people with a lower realm even laughed at Yu Yanshan's bad calculations, after four swords, it should be five swords!

Why are there only two swords left?

Either it's just that the cultivation is not enough to condense the five swords.

"Little Deputy Palace Master, Yan Shan asked you, what day is it that a woman will never forget when she dies in her life?" Yu Yan Shan didn't control the remaining two swords to kill Meng Fan, but asked a question that made everyone baffled, and then didn't wait for Meng Fan to answer, but his beautiful eyes were blurred, full of yearning, and he said to himself, "Red hijab, red wedding dress, sitting in a sedan chair, see Lang Jun ......"

There were suddenly blood and tears dripping from Yu Yanshan's beautiful eyes, and her face was extremely poignant!

She swept towards the two remaining blood swords in the air, and with a wave of her little hand, one of the blood swords collapsed with a bang, condensing into a red veil and caged her body, while the other sword collapsed and condensed into a boxy red head, enveloping her head and covering her incense shoulders.

In the darkness of the night.

Red wedding dress and red hijab!

The jade mountain that shed blood and tears floated in the air, and it was a little weirdly beautiful!

What do everyone think of her, how does she look like a female ghost in a red wedding dress!

It's creepy!

(End of chapter)