The memory continues, and there is no turning point.

Shen Hailang died depressed in this sword mound, and there was no exciting face-slapping plot in the follow-up.

After Shen Hailang fell, this convulsive sword was also buried in the sword mound.

The Convulsive Sword was not a spirit sword at the beginning, but an ordinary sword weapon, which was gradually upgraded to a spirit sword after becoming Shen Hailang's natal flying sword.

In the event of such a change, it is not incomprehensible that the sword spirit of the Convulsive Sword will eventually become a fierce spirit.

A hint of a sigh appeared on Meng Fan's face, and he buried the convulsive sword anew.

sighed, naturally, not for this sword, but for Shen Hailang.

It's a shame indeed.

If he hadn't encountered this kind of change, Shen Hailang might have been a pivotal figure in the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect by now, and even the mainstay of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect.

But because of such a trivial matter, his life was ruined, and he even lost his life in the end.

【Money is not expensive】

Meng Fan thought of this Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect elder who indirectly killed Shen Hailang, and had heard of Elder Qian's name, but he had no contact.

Prior to this, what Meng Fan saw in this Heavenly Sword Immortal Gate was all glamorous.

I didn't expect to come to this sword shrine that didn't see the light of day, but instead saw the hidden side of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Gate.

At least Lin Jinghong and Qian Wugui definitely belong to the first battalion of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Gate Fly Battalion.

But just thinking about it, Meng Fan immediately put these things behind.

Because he is no longer the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, he has no obligation to purge the garbage of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect.

Of course, if he has enough strength in the future, he doesn't mind cleaning up the garbage.

But for now, go with the flow.

As you come into contact with more and more broken swords, you will have more and more memories of the broken swords you see, and you will learn more and more secrets that no one knows.

If everything is taken to heart and wants to be solved, then Meng Fan must be the first to be solved.

So Meng Fan worked hard to adjust his mentality, and he knew very well what he should do.

Improving your own strength is the king!

In the days of the Sword Shrine, Meng Fan didn't have any concept of time, anyway, he was still cultivating every day.

"Senior Brother Meng, save me!" On this day, Meng Fan, who was absorbing the origin of the remnant sword on the periphery of the sword mound, suddenly heard a cry for help.

Meng Fan's brows suddenly furrowed.

Help me?

The meaning of these two words is not ordinary.

And this voice Meng Fan is somewhat familiar, it is Li Yihang, who gave Lin Lao the Nebula Sword Remnant Sword before.

This kid also came to ask Meng Fan for swordsmanship in the future.

Meng Fan got up and looked in the direction of the entrance of the sword mound.

I saw that Li Yihang was full of embarrassment, with blood stains on his body in many places, and stumbled over.

And behind this Li Yihang, there were two young men wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, chasing Li Yihang with their swords menacingly.

These two people were both wearing the costumes of the outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect.

Two outer disciples!

Are you embarrassing a miscellaneous disciple?

One thing to say, it's also quite unproductive.

"Senior Brother Meng, save me!" Li Yihang rushed in front of Meng Fan and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Fan glanced at Li Yihang, and then at the two outer disciples who rushed over, and there was some displeasure between his eyebrows.

Naturally, he was a little unhappy when his cultivation was disturbed.

"What's going on?"

Li Yihang hurriedly said to Meng Fan: "Senior Brother Meng, didn't the tomb guard elder give me a pill before?" I have never been willing to take this pill, and the two of them saw it.

The two of them wanted to rob me of the pill, but I didn't give it to them, so I took it in front of them.

As a result, they even wanted to kill me to vent their anger. ”

There was some nervousness in his tone, and there was some embarrassment.

Li Yihang himself knew very well that he was here to disturb Meng Fan, he and Meng Fan had no relatives and no reason, but he came to Meng Fan for help like this.

It's a bit shameless to bother others without measure!

But he was helpless in the Heavenly Sword Immortal Gate, and if someone wanted to kill him, he could only try his best to survive.

After thinking about it, the only thing he thought of being able to save himself was Meng Fan!

So he could only shamelessly trouble Meng Fan.

After all, he is facing life and death.

I want to live.

I could only be cheeky to come to Meng Fan for help.

If you can live without shame, then you can only be shameless.

Meng Fan glanced at Li Yihang, did not blame, and then said to the two outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect:

"Killing the same sect, this is a taboo against the Heavenly Sword Immortal Gate, you two, you are so bold!"

The first rule of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect is that the disciples in the sect are not allowed to kill each other.

Like the previous Shen Hailang, he just beat the other party to a serious injury and became a waste when he was fighting, and he was sent to the sword shrine and died depressed!

If you kill your fellow disciples, you will face even more terrible punishments.

But the two outer disciples, when they heard Meng Fan's questioning, were unmoved, and looked at Meng Fan coldly.

Meng Fan was the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect before, and he could be described as a beautiful person, and there was no disciple of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect who didn't know him.

Of course, after he fell down, everyone knew more about him.

"You, a traitor who colluded with the Demon Dao Demon Maiden, are also qualified to point fingers at us here?" One of the outer disciples said to Meng Fan with a disdainful face.

In their opinion, a abolished big disciple has been abandoned by the Immortal Sect, and he is not even as good as a miscellaneous disciple.

Of course, the most important thing is that the entire Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect knows that Meng Fan has been stripped of his Natal Flying Sword and has almost become a wasted person.

This kind of waste people, they naturally have nothing to fear.

When Meng Fan heard this, his face suddenly turned cold.

"Whether I am a traitor or not, it is up to my sect to decide, and it is not the turn of the two of you to make a big deal of nonsense here."

"Give you three breaths, get out of here."

"Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the two outer disciples glanced at each other, looked at each other and smiled.

The smile was full of disdain and disdain.

"Meng Fan, do you still think that you are the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect? You are already a disciple of the tomb guard of the sword mound, and you dare to be a powerful person in front of us? ”

"The tomb guarding disciple of the sword mound is even more humble than the miscellaneous disciple, no one cares if you die here, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs."

"And Li Yihang, you idiot, it's not good who you are looking for help, but you are looking for this waste, I think your head is simply broken by the door panel."

These two outer disciples, one humiliated Meng Fan, and the other ridiculed Li Yihang.

sings and harmonizes, and complements each other quite well.

Meng Fan's eyes were as cold as water.

A sword aura swept past the ears of the two of them like a shock.

Lightning fast.

Suddenly, two strands of hair fell out.

One wisp per person.

The two outer disciples suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and subconsciously took a step back, full of horror.

What a fast sword qi!

They didn't even react in the slightest.

If this sword qi was not aimed at their hair, but at their vital point, they would have been reduced to two corpses at this moment.

"I repeat, within three breaths, get out!"

"Otherwise, the next sword qi will be on your throat."

Meng Fan's tone was very calm, but this calm tone gave the two of them thunderous pressure.

The oppressive force and fear of death at hand.

They looked at each other again, and saw the confusion and horror in each other's eyes.

Didn't everyone say that this Meng Fan had become a waste?