really let He Feihong, an old horseman, succeed, and he won't be able to win.

I only hope that a few of my junior brothers and sisters can fight for breath, after all, He Feihong is more than one disciple.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, He Feihong, the head of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, has also accepted seven disciples like the master.

No, it must have been intentional.

There's nothing to question about this.

"Little junior sister, this time senior brother and I fell off the chain, you have to fight for breath.

In previous years, you competed with the young disciples of He Zhangjiao, and almost never won.

This time, even if you fight for my brother, you have to win against Wu Juntao's kid. ”

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Li Wan'er's eyes suddenly widened, and she said incredulously: "Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking about, how can I win?"

Wu Juntao, that kid was in the middle of the congenital realm last year, what can I win! ”

Even if He Feihong's little disciple is still in the middle of the congenital stage, and there is no breakthrough, she is not an opponent.

Not to mention, what if the other party breaks through?

Although a year has passed, it is unlikely that there will be a breakthrough, and it is unlikely that the strength will improve much.

But her strength has not improved much!

She was hung and beaten last year, how could she win this year?

When Meng Fan heard this, his face also showed a trace of helplessness.

He knew that there was nothing wrong with what the little junior sister said.

Although he didn't know He Feihong's little disciple, he knew his little junior sister.

In this year's time, the little junior sister's cultivation has almost not made an inch.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the little junior sister is poorly talented, if the real talent is too poor, the master will not accept her as a personal disciple.

It's just lazy!

"Sword at me." Meng Fan suddenly said to Li Wan'er.

"Huh?" Such a sudden sentence suddenly made Li Wan'er a little stunned.

"Ah what, give me a sword, I want to instruct you on swordsmanship, don't you understand?" Meng Fan said with a cold face, putting on a serious stand of senior brother.

"Cramming?" Li Wan'er suddenly said helplessly: "Senior brother, it's too late, He Zhangjiao will come in two days." ”

There are only two days, even if it is temporary, the senior brother teaches desperately, and he learns desperately, he will not improve much in just two days.

"Two days? Not to mention two days, even one day is enough. Meng Fan said seriously.

But Li Wan'er thought that Meng Fan was talking nonsense.

Admittedly, she does admire her senior brother.

But if you want to show how much you have improved in a day or two, let alone a senior brother, it is difficult for even a master to do it.

"Senior brother, you ......"

Li Wan'er wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Meng Fan sternly.

"Out of the sword!"

Li Wan'er was helpless, so she could only ask, "What kind of swordsmanship?" ”

Meng Fan knew very well that Li Wan'er was proficient in two swordsmanship, one was the Destruction Sword Technique, and the other was the Flying Flower Sword Technique.

Destroying the sword technique, these brothers and sisters have all practiced, and it was passed on by the master himself.

And the Flying Flower Sword Technique, the reason why Li Wan'er cultivated this sword technique was purely because this sword technique was good-looking.

"Destroy the sword." Meng Fan said.

He doesn't know the Flying Flower Sword Technique, although he can also understand it now.

Compared to his ability, he can completely cultivate this Flying Flower Sword Technique to the level of sword intent in one day.

But there is no need!

This Flying Flower Sword Technique is not as powerful as the Destruction Sword Technique, and it is classified by Meng Fan as a bells and whistles.

Li Wan'er wants to win against Wu Juntao, obviously this swordsmanship is more reliable.

"Okay, then I'm out of the sword!" Li Wan'er knew Meng Fan's character, and when she saw that Meng Fan was serious and entered the state of a senior brother, she could only cooperate.

She drew her saber and slashed at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan frowned, and his gaze gradually became cold.

With a wave of his hand, a wave of energy swept out.

In the next second, Li Wan'er flipped over on the spot and fell to the ground.

Fell a typical dog eating.

"Be serious!" Meng Fan's tone was extremely cold, and his eyes were also staring at Li Wan'er on the ground with a serious and cold gaze.

He could see that Li Wan'er's sword was a bit perfunctory, not serious, let alone going all out.

At this moment, he completely recovered the attitude and temperament of the previous senior brother and mentor brother and sister.

Li Wan'er pursed her lips, feeling quite aggrieved.

I was kind enough to come to see the senior brother, but I was pulled to practice.

It's miserable!

But seeing that Meng Fan was serious, she could only follow suit, after all, the majesty of the senior brother in some cases was imprinted into the bone marrow.

She got up, patted the ash stains on her dress, and slashed at Meng Fan with her sword again.

This time, her face was full of seriousness, and she cheered up, and even her eyes faintly revealed a trace of solemnity

It's just that the sword she cheered up was caught by Meng Fan's two fingers lightly.

It's a breeze to crack!

To be honest, Li Wan'er was a little surprised.

She knew that the senior brother was very strong, and she was definitely not an opponent.

But now he is only facing a senior brother in the middle of the innate stage, only one realm higher than himself.

She thought that she would lose, but she really didn't expect that the senior brother didn't even have a sword, he just stretched out his finger and grabbed his sword.

This is even more amazing than using cultivation to knock yourself over just now, after all, with only your fingers, you only have the power of your pure body.

And in comparison, if you only have two fingers, you are relatively weak in the power of the flesh.

"Senior brother, you seem to be stronger than before." Li Wan'er asked a little incredulously.

Obviously, Senior Brother's cultivation has fallen to the innate realm, but she inexplicably feels that Senior Brother seems to be stronger.

It's outrageous!

"Little junior sister, you seem to be weaker than before." Meng Fan said angrily, looking at Li Wan'er's gaze becoming more serious and gloomy.

"What have you been doing all this time? This extermination sword technique is simply sparse in your hands, not advancing but retreating! ”

Meng Fan used the harshest tone to criticize Li Wan'er mercilessly.

Li Wan'er felt very aggrieved, her swordsmanship has always been very stable, even if she doesn't improve, she won't be said to regress?

There's no room for regression, okay!

"I'll draw my sword, and you will fight back." Meng Fan continued.

After speaking, he slashed at Li Wan'er with a sword, and there was no exquisite swordsmanship, just a casual slash.

But Meng Fan has the Yuan Shi Sword Body, and he slashes out with a sword in his hand, even if he doesn't have no rules, he has not been weak.

In the face of Meng Fan's initiative to shoot a sword, Li Wan'er didn't dare to be careless, went all out, and raised her sword to fight back.

The next second.

The long sword in Li Wan'er's hand came out of her hand and was shocked to the ground.

Meng Fan's brows furrowed even deeper, he didn't use swordsmanship in this sword, let alone sword intent or anything.

Even the cultivation was deliberately pressed at this level of the early stage of the innate stage.

In short, it is a sword that a monk in the early stage of the innate realm slashed out casually.

But Li Wan'er didn't take it, and even the sword weapon in her hand fell off.

This......

It can only be evaluated in four words.

[It's a mess]