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The master of the sword rushed towards the collapsed compartment, and the sword in his hand made a "smart" cry, like crying and complaining.

The sword light bloomed, turning into sad and beautiful flowers blooming in the air.

The collapsed compartment suddenly exploded, and countless flying chips rushed out in various ways, nailed to the surrounding walls and tables.

A sword light squeezed out from countless flying chips, like a dazzling snowflake.

The figure behind the sword light was whiter than the fog and whiter than the moon. It also squeezed out flying chips along the sword light and rushed towards the wailing sword.

Everyone felt two indescribable sword energy surged out of the sky, like two invisible peaks, pressing down on everyone. Even the monk could not look as if he was in front of these two sword energy surged into the sky.

"Zheng!"

Two swords collided in mid-air, and a round wave of air rushed around.

"brush!"

The tables, chairs, benches and benches in the restaurant were instantly destroyed.

More guests vomited blood and knelt on the ground, unable to withstand the impact of these two sword energy.

Who are they? Why are they fighting here?

The first sword, neither of them caught the initiative, and the sword in their hands couldn't help but retreat and fell back into their hands.

At this time, Meng Fan finally appeared in front of everyone, holding a shiny blue dragon sword in his hand, his white shirt fluttering, and his washing black hair was flying in the wind.

Opposite him, a man hiding in a black robe held a blue sword in his hand, and there were still blue lights on the sword.

"Who are you?" Meng Fan's face was gloomy and his tone was cold. Meng Fan felt very angry at this unknown assassin.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I am the one who came to take your life." The man in black robe's voice was hoarse, obviously he had dealt with it with magic power and did not want to be recognized.

Meng Fan was a little angry. He just now, and if he didn't know that his body was strong, he would use multiple body refining techniques such as the Immortal Sutra and the Dan Fire Body Refining Skill, his head would probably have landed on the ground.

But even so, there was still a very shallow sword mark on his neck.

"Since you refuse to say it, I don't blame me for being ruthless and taking you down." The sword in Meng Fan's hand made a "crank" sound, and the Qinglong White Jade Sword was very excited at this moment.

Because of the various restrictions of the demon clan, it has not been used for a long time. Today, it can finally show its power again, and it began to tremble with excitement.

"Sword Control!" Meng Fan had a sword in his palm, but the sword energy was not emitted from the sword. At this time, his man was sharper and more sharp than the sword.

The sword control technique is divided into four levels, namely, there is a sword in the hand and no sword in the heart; there is a sword in the hand and a sword in the heart; there is no sword in the hand and a sword in the heart; there is a sword in the heart; human and sword in the heart are united.

Meng Fan has reached the third level at this moment, and can have no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart.

The two of them met in the air, like swords fighting each other, making a "crank" sound of swords. Neither of them moved, but this static pressure was stronger and more terrifying than movement.

"I am the one who takes your life." The man in black robe suddenly ran as fast as Feihong, and the sword in his hand was even more astonished as Feihong!

In just a few breaths, the sword in the black-robed man drew 180 moves in the air. Each move is a killing move, and it is a killing move.

The man in black quickly retreated, covered his injured right shoulder, and gasped heavily.

"Don't you tell me your identity now? Do you have to wait until I take you down and use torture before you can say it?" Meng Fan's eyes flashed and he smiled.

"I am the one who takes your life!" The man in black robe was still stubborn and shouted at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan saw the bones and red blood of the white flower through the wound on the right shoulder of the man with black robe, which confirmed that this person was not sent by the demon clan to chase him, nor was he a demon soldier from the demon clan, but should be the human clan.

But I have not come back to the human race for many years. When did I provoke this person? Could it be the grudges I left before I left?
Chapter completed!