Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/

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In the sky, two cold lights swept across, solidifying the air.

Only an extremely slight sound of water drops was heard.

"Who won?" The boys and girls of the Wang family gathered together and discussed in a low voice.

"Of course it's Sister Jia. Sister is the top ten outer sects of the family. How could the savages in the mountains beat her?" A girl said admiringly.

Wang Tai stood aside, with a cold expression. If Wang Jiaer really killed the savage with one sword, it would only encourage her majesty and would be even more difficult to manage in the future. It might affect her status. Now I just hope that the savage will not die immediately, and it would be best to splash Wang Jiaer's blood and suffocate her majesty.

Under the gaze of four young men and girls of the Wang family, Wang Jiaer fell to the ground with a thud. A large amount of blood flowed out of his neck, quickly dyeing the ground beside him red.

"How is that possible?" She squeezed out her voice with difficulty, unable to believe that she had lost. But the facts were right in front of her.

Meng Fan stood with his sword, whistled by the north wind, and his clothes were whistled.

"What's impossible?" replied coldly.

"Who are you?" Wang Jiaer's eyes showed a look of fear. He defeated himself with one sword. He was definitely not an unknown person.

"I'm the waste in your mouth."

"Meng Beifeng's son, Meng Fan!" Wang Jiaer's neck kept flowing out of blood, and he was about to die.

"Save me, save me!" She reached out and grabbed Wang Tai and others, fearing death, hoping to be saved.

The four members of the Wang family had been in chaos. It was obvious that the Wang Jiaer clan sister should have killed each other, but in the end they were killed by each other.

"Sister of the clan, go and save the Hui clan." A girl shouted nervously.

However, Wang Tai did not move, and still stood there, watching Wang Jiaer shed more blood. He did not move, so naturally the three boys and girls under him did not dare to act rashly.

Wang Jiaer struggled in pain and was already breathless.

"Kill me, kill me." She understood that Wang Tai would never save her, and died in pain in suffocation. It would be better to be cut off by Qi Yijian's head.

Meng Fan sighed. The reason why he did not kill Wang Jiaer immediately was to see if these outsiders were really as cold-blooded as the rumors were. Today, it was true.

Lifting up the Chunjun sword, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Snap!

Wang Jiaer's head fell to the ground.

At this time, Wang Tai moved, pointed at Meng Fan's nose and cursed, "Shameless villain, we kindly invite you to enter the clan school, but you killed him. Dear brothers and sisters, today I, Wang Tai, will avenge your Wang Jiaer clan sister, and personally kill this shameless savage."

The boys and girls of the Wang family are not casual people, so they naturally understand that Wang Tai has something to say and quickly responded, "The savage in the mountains, kill my sister. This hatred is irreconcilable, and it is not tolerated if you do not repay the law of heaven. Don't worry, brother, we will report everything you have done for the Wang Jiaer sister today to the family truthfully."

Wang Tai nodded with a smile and walked towards Meng Fan with his sword.

"Shameless villain, although my sister is wrong first, you shouldn't have killed anyone. She shouldn't have cut off her head and separated her body. Today, I will do my best to kill you, the villain." Wang Tai pointed the sword at Meng Fan from afar, as if he was an open and righteous teacher. Now he wants to do my best to kill demons and eliminate demons.

Meng Fan sneered, saying that there was no reason to be a crime to be added, not to mention that the other party had already made up his mind to let Meng Fan be the scapegoat to kill Wang Jiaer.

"Before, she didn't see you coming to save her before she died. Now that the person is dead, the way has disappeared, you are like a barking dog, making a fussy talk. Did you really think that we savages are easy to bully?" Meng Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with these cold-blooded villains. If you want to fight, you will fight, who is afraid of whom.

"You, you... are so ruthless. You dare not admit it even if you kill someone. It's so shameless, shameless." Wang Tai cursed with red eyes.

"I know who is shameless, I know in my heart." Meng Fanzhong shook lightly, shaking off the blood from Chunjun's sword.

"Okay, okay, you will die today." Wang Tai sneered. He was the best in the outer sect in the family. It was easy to defeat Wang Jiaer, who was the tenth place like that, so he naturally didn't take Meng Fan to heart.

What's more, when he saw Meng Fan killing Wang Jiaer, he was just occupying the sharpness of the sword and the rapidity of his sword. If he met him, he would definitely let him know what a fast sword is and what a flying sword is.

The sword light shone and stabbed in front of him, and dozens of sharp sword tips came into view.

"It's the sword flower of the Wangtai brother. This sword flower seems simple, but in fact it's extremely sharp. It can't be practiced without four or five years."

He did not control dozens of swords, but shook out dozens of sword flowers with one sword. And each sword flower was real and had no phantom.

Meng Fan sighed inwardly that Duan of Wang Tai's sword control was indeed powerful, more than twice as powerful as Wang Jiaer.

Meng Fan retreated because he didn't know if Wang Tai's sword flower still had a trick hidden behind it.

"I really don't understand how you defeated that bitch." Wang Tai pressed his voice to a range that only Meng Fan and him could hear.

"It's also a fault that bitch underestimates the enemy. He has been unable to attack for a long time and becomes angry. You found a flaw and cut it off with one sword."

Wang Tai chuckled, thinking that he was different from Wang Jiaer and would not make such low-level mistakes.

Ten more sword flowers emerged, chasing behind Meng Fan tightly.

Meng Fan retreated again and was unwilling to shake these ten sword flowers.

"I only know how to retreat, it's really a waste." Wang Tai sneered repeatedly, with contemptuous thoughts on his face.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he penetrated his mental power into the long sword. The sword was everywhere, and the sword flew out and slashed towards Meng Fan who was retreating.

Meng Fan ran wildly, and the sword suddenly turned and continued to slash towards him.

Meng Fan was confused, "Isn't it possible to fly with swords to achieve it in the Spiritual God Realm? How did he do this?"

Sword flying and weapon killing should be achieved by cultivators in the Spirit God Realm. It is precisely because cultivators in the Spirit God Realm have cultivated spiritual gods and can surpass the spiritual realm and the hidden realm without using their feet to control weapons such as swords. Just imagine, if you fight with someone, the opponent's weapons suddenly come out and attack independently, which is tantamount to fighting with two people. And they are two people who are in love with each other.

The sword turned back and rushed from behind. Meng Fan almost slid across the ground, and then he could barely escape. The moment he did not dodge, he glanced at the sword's hilt. One end of the thin line was connected to the sword, and the other end was in the middle of the Wangtai. This thread was as thin as silk, which was extremely difficult to detect.

Meng Fan suddenly realized, "So that's it."
Chapter completed!