Little Mo Fan hung a sword on his head, cold and piercing, Mo Fan was about to scold his mother in his heart, but he still pretended to be fearless on the surface. Looking at Wan Jianjun, who looked a little unnatural, he grinned and said, "Senior, if you don't want to go to Wanwan and Xuanxuan, the only way for you now is to kill me, hehe!"

"Oh, really?"

Wan Jianjun looked at Mo Fan with a smiling expression, and said that the sword in his hand pressed down a few points, "Stinky boy, you are so fearless, is it possible that you still have the ability to be reborn with a broken limb, hehe! I would like to see your extraordinary skills, don't let me down!"

Broken jar broken, Mo Fan ignored the cold sword pressing under his crotch, he looked at Wan Jianjun with a smile and said with a smile: "Senior, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I don't have the ability to break my limbs and be reborn." Hehe, but I have another ability, I have heard of the soul transfer? It's similar to taking away, but it's more mysterious than taking away, hehe! So this body is a stinky skin for me, you can do whatever you want. ”

Suddenly hearing the "Soul Transfer", Wan Jianjun was also taken aback, he stared at Mo Fan with an incredible look on his face, "Stinky boy, who are you, are you still you? ”

Looking at Wan Jianjun's serious and serious face, feeling his undisguised killing intent, Mo Fan smiled and whispered, "Senior, why are you so nervous, you don't want to get rid of me as a demon, right?

"Shut up!"

couldn't help but say, Wan Jianjun stunned Mo Fan with one palm, pulled him up and carried him on his shoulders and walked away.

The sword flew for only a few miles, and when Mo Fan woke up, he was already in a cave somewhere in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Recalling the scene before he fainted, looking at the unfamiliar realm, and feeling the majestic sword intent and sword breath everywhere, Mo Fan felt that he should have arrived at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, but he didn't think that he would come here in this way.

Although he had an answer in his heart, Mo Fan still took out the Extreme Blade Sword and asked Li Dashan, "Lao Li, this is the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, right?

In the illusory sword realm space, Mo Fan had just emerged, and the sword spirit Li Dashan glared at him with an angry look on his face and reprimanded, "Stinky boy, can you be reliable, don't always be crazy? Don't you know that disaster comes from the mouth? Don't you know what it means to transfer the soul and turn the soul? Don't you know that people's hearts are unpredictable? Do you want to be treated as a demon and be given the right to correct the Fa on the spot?"

The continuous rhetorical questions were sonorous and powerful, and the stern tone was loud, all of which were the teacher's concern for the juniors, and Mo Fan was also very relieved to hear it in his ears. It is really a lucky thing to have someone who really cares about him, Mo Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's so good!

Looking at Lao Li with a serious face, Mo Fan smiled and made amends, "Lao Li, I was wrong, I really know that I was wrong." I promise, I swear, I'm never going crazy again, don't be angry, okay?

"Cut! Where's the deceit?"

Lao Li rolled his eyes with a disdainful look, sneered at Mo Fan's so-called oath, and continued in a mocking tone: "Stinky boy, you can come up with one out of one, there is no lower limit for being despicable and shameless, if you can believe it, the sun will come out of the west, and the sows will be able to go up the tree." ”

Being belittled like this by people close to him, Mo Fan suddenly stopped, he looked at Lao Li with a look of grievance and replied: "Lao Li, why do you want to say this about me? Yes, I have a bit of a flamboyant personality, and my means are a little bit worse, but those are all enemies of my enemies, do you want me to treat enemies and enemies with courtesy?"

Seeing Mo Fan pretending again, Lao Li was angry, and slapped his face impatiently, "Okay, don't put gold on your face, I've been with you for so long, don't I know what kind of virtue you are! greedy for money, lustful, despicable and shameless, black-hearted, lawless, always causing trouble and pretending to be, what do you say I have wronged you." ”

The truth is the most harsh, and when his shortcomings are counted, Mo Fan crossed his waist and glared at Lao Li, "Damn, Lao Li, your uncle, how can you wronged me like this, can you still have a good time? I am a civilized, polite, rich, good-looking and backing five-good young man, I want to sue you for slander, I want to sue you for slander..."

"Bastard, don't your conscience hurt? Open your eyes and tell nonsense, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder? I have never seen such a brazen person as you. Lao Li was furious, and he roared angrily to interrupt Mo Fan's shameless words.

Mo Fan's brazen quality is not boasted, Lao Li said that he didn't feel a little ashamed and embarrassed, he still replied in a very unbeaten tone, "Oh, Lao Li, then you have a long experience, how are you going to thank me! Hehe! Do you have a good-looking female apprentice or junior?"

"You... You can do it!"

Lao Li was speechless in the end, and this fight ended in him completely defeated, and his illusory figure faded away, and he didn't know where to hide, no matter how much Mo Fan yelled and didn't say anything. No one took care of him, and Mo Fan lost the interest of bickering, he smiled wickedly in the direction of Fang Cai Lao Li, "Lao Li, each other is born from the heart, appearance is justice! I'm so handsome, naturally I'm a big good person, hehe!"

"Bah, shameless stinky boy!"

Lao Li spat Mo Fan in the dark, and as Mo Fan's spiritual sense left, this illusory sword realm also returned to tranquility and tranquility.

After the return of spiritual consciousness, Mo Fan began to quietly breathe. The place where Pang Shijun was injured that day had not completely healed, and there was a ban at the entrance of the cave, so he naturally had nowhere to go and stayed honestly in this strange place.

Quietly settled, the sun rose and the moon set, and before he knew that it was the golden autumn festival, Mo Fan stayed in this cave for several days, and all the injuries on his body were healed. Seeing that no one has come to take care of him, how can he stay in the active world, what is the difference between this and going to prison. He doesn't care so much about you, he takes out the Extreme Sword and wants to forcibly break the ban.

Concentrating and calming, Mo Fan, who was full of energy, held the Jifeng Sword with a transcendent momentum, and Yuan Gongpei raised the long sword high, and the extreme move was about to be released. Sensing Mo Fan's intentions, Sword Spirit Li Dashan hurriedly sent a voice to stop him, "Stinky boy, what are you crazy about, dare to be rough here, do you want to die?

"Damn, Lao Li, why didn't you say it earlier! You want to kill me?"

Mo Fan complained about Lao Li in his mouth, but he was extremely obedient in his hand, he used this extremely sharp sword to hit the stone wall to vent his dissatisfaction, and said, "What the hell is this place, how can you get out?"

Seeing that Mo Fan dared to be so rude when he asked for it, Lao Li replied angrily: "Idiot, of course it's going out, bastard." How can this prohibition of the 'Sword Piercing Heart Prisoner' trap trap you who are 'Sword Heart Clear'! You have cultivated all these years to the dog!"