Just when the man in black robe walked less than one meter in front of Ye Qingyu, he was about to chop off Ye Qingyu's head with a knife.
A stream of light shot out from the sky, like a shooting star.
The man in black robe suddenly stopped holding the knife in his hand, and his expression changed drastically.
Sword flying! ! !
People who can possess such means are definitely not weaker than themselves.
Is this the reinforcements brought in by the dead girl in front of me?
It's really fast enough!
The expression of the man in black robe changed continuously, and in one breath, several hesitant thoughts appeared in his mind.
Should he kill the woman in front of him or retreat immediately?
In the end, he decided to leave!
After all, he had no grievances against the woman in front of him. If he put himself in danger just to kill her, it would definitely not be worth it.
The main reason is that he has always been cautious, and this mentality will be difficult to change for a while.
And he thinks this is a good habit and there is no need to change it!
The man in black robe retreated sharply and left here as quickly as possible.
Ye Qingyu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that the man in black robe had given up on killing her and retreated voluntarily.
The man in black robe could see someone flying with a sword in the distance, but Ye Qingyu was opposite the man in black robe and could not see it based on her angle and position.
When she turned around, she saw a familiar figure descending from the sky.
The most important thing is that this figure actually stepped on a flying sword, and his speed was as fast as lightning!
Sword flying! ! !
The Shushan Sword Sect's sword flying technique is not just as simple as being able to fly and show off.
The most amazing thing about sword flying is its speed.
Really as fast as lightning!
"Senior Brother Meng, you...you..." Ye Qingyu looked at Meng Fan whose sword fell to the ground, dumbfounded and incoherent.
As a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, she is well aware of the difficulty of flying with a sword.
Some disciples in the realm of condensation are unable to fly with a sword!
And this kid Meng Fan is only at the second level of Tianyuan, but he can actually fly with a sword?
This is incredible.
Such a scene was like a thunder exploding in Ye Qingyu's mind.
It stunned her, it was like a thunderbolt!
"Senior Brother Meng, are you hiding your cultivation? Are you in the realm of condensation?" Ye Qingyu asked in confusion.
To be honest, she was already a little delirious at this time.
Subconsciously, she felt that Meng Fan was already a monk in the Dan Condensation realm.
This was the only reason she could imagine in her haste.
"What state I am in is not what matters. What matters is how did you get into such a mess?" Meng Fan frowned, looking at Ye Qingyu's miserable appearance covered in blood, feeling a little unbearable.
Especially the girl's abdomen, which was still bleeding out at this moment.
Meng Fan put his hand on Ye Qingyu's lower abdomen, not dissatisfied with the blood on his hand, and began to use his energy to heal Ye Qingyu's injuries.
In fact, he doesn't know how to heal wounds, but he can still do it by using his true energy to seal the wound and stop the bleeding.
He can only do this!
After the bleeding stopped, Meng Fan removed his hand from Ye Qingyu's abdomen and said, "You are an alchemist. You should have healing elixirs on you, right?"
"Yes!" Ye Qingyu took out a jade bottle from the storage ring, then took a pill and began to use energy to heal his injuries.
Meng Fan looked at the wound on Ye Qingyu's abdomen and asked worriedly, "Such a big wound won't leave a scar, right?"
Ye Qingyu blurted out: "Of course not, I just took the Yuan Ling Xiao Huan Dan, which is a panacea that can bring human flesh and bones to life.
If a mortal could get this elixir, it would have the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life!
How could this magical elixir be used to heal wounds, leaving scars? "
As soon as she finished speaking, her brows wrinkled.
What are you trying to explain?
Ye Qingyu rolled his eyes at Meng Fan.
I wonder whether I will leave a scar or not, what does it have to do with you?
Meng Fan felt a little confused and thought, why are you looking at me?
Is it wrong for me to care about you?
And just when Ye Qingyu took the elixir and was concentrating on healing his wounds, Meng Fan's red sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
A sword intent soared into the sky, its sharp edge revealed!
Ye Qingyu was immediately startled and quickly opened his eyes.
Suddenly feeling such a sharp sword intent, she thought Meng Fan was going to attack her!
The moment she opened her eyes, she knew why Meng Fan had drawn his sword.
I saw a sword flashing not far away, slashing towards them.
The man in black actually turned back!
The elbows and armpits suddenly grew, and Ye Qingyu's heart suddenly felt as if it had fallen into a hole in the ice, and it was so cold that it felt so cold.
I originally thought that this guy retreated and they were safe.
As a result, it was too early to be happy!
Just when Ye Qingyu's heart felt cold, the sword energy of the man in black robe was eliminated by Meng Fan's sword.
"Senior Brother Meng, you haven't answered the question I just asked you. You are in the realm of condensation. You hid your cultivation before, right?" Ye Qingyu asked expectantly.
At this time, she could only fantasize like this.
If Meng Fan was a monk in the Dan Condensation realm and had concealed his cultivation, then they would still have a way to survive today.
And she thinks this possibility is very high!
No wonder Meng Fan was able to defeat him with his second-level Tianyuan cultivation level. The fact is that he is not at the second-level Tianyuan level at all, he is in the realm of condensing pills!
Ye Qingyu looked at Meng Fan with anticipation and longing.
In the end, Meng Fan just turned his back to her and shook his head.
"Although I am not in the realm of condensing pills, I can still protect you. Just heal your wounds with peace of mind."
Hearing Meng Fan's words, Ye Qingyu couldn't feel at ease at all.
In this case, how big is her heart so that she can heal with peace of mind?
After Meng Fan said this, he no longer paid attention to Ye Qingyu behind him.
His eyes were completely focused on the man in black robe opposite him, and he said in a cold voice: "The baby in Black Bee Town disappeared, was it you?"
Upon hearing Meng Fan's question, the man in black robe suddenly sneered.
"Haha, I was frightened by your sword flying just now and almost scared me away. Fortunately, I quietly explored your cultivation level, otherwise I would have become a laughing stock today!"
He did not answer Meng Fan's question and did not bother to answer it at all.
After confirming that the other party was in the Tianyuan realm, he put his heart into his stomach.
When he saw Ye Qingyu using his sword energy to "call friends" before, he subconsciously thought that powerful helpers would come, possibly even a group of masters.
As a result, only one person came, and he was also a monk in the Tianyuan realm.
Although this monk has special means and can fly with a sword, it is not important.
Because Sword Flying is, to put it bluntly, a kind of mount, essentially the same as a horse.
It's not lethal!
In the view of the man in black robe, as long as he is a monk in the Tianyuan realm, he can easily crush and kill them!
Now that he was sure that there were only two Tianyuan realms on the opposite side, he naturally had no reason to retreat.
If someone knew that he, a deacon of the Soul Refining Sect, was scared away by two little Tianyuan, where would he put his face in the future?
Even if no one knows, he still can't get over this hurdle in his own heart!
I can't afford to lose this guy! ! !
