Ye Qinxin's expression remained calm and did not change at all because of Meng Fan's words.
Meng Fan was so accustomed to this that he even suspected that Ye Qinxin was a robot at all.
If there is technological development in this world.
Ye Qinxin was holding the Fenghua Sword, and Gu Jing Bubo looked directly at Meng Fan, as indifferent as ever.
In fact, Meng Fan was right. The sword strike just now was indeed her limit.
But this limit is enough, at least enough to beat Meng Fan!
In fact, she had never thought before that Meng Fan could push her to her limit.
Across the way, Meng Fan looked at Ye Qinxin's expression, and to be honest, he felt very unhappy.
In fact, anyone would feel unhappy when faced with this kind of contempt or even disregard. This is an instinctive emotion for all human beings.
The more this happened, the more Meng Fan wanted to defeat Ye Qinxin.
He pressed her down hard and trampled her under his feet.
"Ye Qinxin, you are wrong. The loser is not me, but you. Because you have reached your limit, but I have not!"
Hearing this, although Ye Qinxin still looked indifferent, her master Xiao Weiwei's face showed a hint of surprise.
This kid just displayed such a powerful sword formation, but it hasn't reached its limit yet?
Are there any stronger attacks?
How can this be?
impossible!
She subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Old Lin beside her, but this bad old man had an expression like "I'm very cold, don't look at me."
This bad old man...
Xiao Weiwei rolled her eyes.
At the same time, Meng Fan, who was opposite Ye Qinxin, had a thought in his mind.
The Hong Qi Sword turned into a stream of light and returned to Meng Fan's hand again.
"Shushan swordsmanship is not just "not bad" as you say. Now let me show you the real Shushan swordsmanship!" Meng Fan looked at Ye Qinxin coldly, his eyes full of fighting intent.
Fight to the top, proud to the point of madness.
Meng Fan still hasn't had this kind of fighting spirit for a long time, because since he has been practicing, he has never encountered an opponent worthy of his respect.
Even Wu Tian can only be counted as a tenth of a person at most, far from even half.
But at this moment, Ye Qinxin was half a rival to Meng Fan.
So Meng Fan, who had always been cautious and never took risks, now made a bold decision.
Meng Fan's natal flying sword emitted an unprecedented red light, reaching straight into the sky. The sword spirit Hongqi entered Meng Fan's sea of consciousness. She stretched out a small hand and held the hand of Meng Fan's soul.
When Meng Fan's soul closed his eyes, she unexpectedly changed her gestures unconsciously and intertwined her fingers.
Meng Fan didn't pay attention to these minor details. At this moment, he took the initiative to activate his supreme talent of swordsmanship and communication with all his firepower.
The next second, Shushan's heavenly sword technique "Wanjian Jue" was forcibly integrated into Wanjian Guizong's "Sword One".
This is an extremely risky fight. Meng Fan, who is usually steady, would never do this at all. Even if there is the slightest risk, he will not try it.
In other words, he has no motivation to try because there is no one worthy of his struggle. He just needs to practice step by step and steadily, and he will be invincible.
But now, the motivation is there!
"Here comes the sword."
Meng Fan murmured softly.
He hasn't said these two words for a long time.
As these two words came out of his mouth, the infinite red light emitted from the Hongqi Sword suddenly exploded.
The spiritual swords all over the ground rose up again and were clearly arranged in mid-air.
At the same time, sword energy was generated in the void.
Each sword energy is different and represents the ultimate of a sword technique.
In addition, swords flew across the sky one after another, full of infinite sharpness, ready to tear the heaven and the earth apart.
The most terrifying thing is that in addition to these sword energy and sword intent, there are also sword souls appearing in the sky, standing above Ye Qinxin's head.
She counted at random and found that there were at least a hundred sword spirits, and each sword spirit was different!
this……
Ye Qinxin, whose face had been calm and emotionless from beginning to end, finally changed his expression at this moment.
Shocked, horrified, disbelieving...
"This is impossible!" She murmured in a low voice, looking at Meng Fan as if she were looking at a monster.
Is this something a monk in the Tianyuan realm can do?
A great departure from heaven!
Absolutely ridiculous! !
Was this the Daluo Sword Immortal who came down to earth to tease her?
"Wan! Sword! Return! One!"
Meng Fan shouted softly and named this sword Wan Jian Gui Yi.
This sword is a fusion of Shushan's "Ten Thousand Swords Jue" and Ten Thousand Swords Guizong [Sword One]. This name is extremely appropriate and appropriate.
At the same time, Meng Fan pointed the red sword in Ye Qinxin's direction.
In an instant, the sky was filled with spiritual swords, sword energy, sword intent, and sword souls...
The overwhelming force slashed towards Ye Qin's heart, all the swords were united, and all the swords were like rain.
Ye Qinxin stood blankly on the spot, looking at Meng Fan's sword, she seemed to have lost her mind and had her soul sucked out, motionless and dumbfounded.
She didn't resist because she was so shocked by Meng Fan's sword that she was in a state of despair and her mind went blank.
This blow was too much for her to accept.
She never dreamed that a monk at a lower level than her, and a swordsman at that, could actually crush her into mud in the way of swordsmanship.
Forget about the sword energy and sword intent all over the sky, the impact of the hundreds of sword souls on her was too great!
If an ordinary sword cultivator spends his entire life cultivating a sword soul, he is already worthy of the title of excellence.
If he could cultivate two or three sword souls, he would definitely be a genius.
Hundreds of sword souls, is this something a human can do?
Unless the tribulation is successfully overcome and the true immortal with endless longevity spends tens of thousands of years on it, it may be possible to do it.
But how old is this boy Meng Fan?
The second reason was not that Ye Qinxin was in a bad mood and could easily lose control, but that Meng Fan's move was indeed too terrifying.
Not only can he cultivate hundreds of sword souls, but he can also integrate countless sword energy and sword intentions into one sword technique, which can be perfectly displayed with more than a hundred spiritual swords at the same time.
This seems to be the most perfect swordsmanship specially crafted for Meng Fan!
No, this is the sword technique created by Meng Fan himself. It is indeed made to suit his needs and is truly perfect.
"Qin Xin~~~~~" Xiao Weiwei shouted in surprise, woke up from the state of shock, and quickly waved her hand in Ye Qinxin's direction.
In fact, not only Ye Qinxin, but also Xiao Weiwei and Mr. Lin were shocked by Meng Fan.
Xiao Weiwei put it aside, it was normal and not unusual to be shocked.
But Mr. Lin was obviously full of confidence in Meng Fan and believed that Meng Fan would definitely be able to create miracles. It was obvious that he was still stunned when he saw the sword strike that Meng Fan had just made.
After all, even he can't do this!
There are hundreds of sword souls, and even with Mr. Lin's swordsmanship background, they are all stretched thin and unable to deal with them.
Not to mention, there are still a lot of sword intent and sword energy, plundering freely and freely.
The most outrageous thing is that Meng Fan was able to combine these hodgepodges into a completely natural sword!
This... Sword Immortal Qualification...
Mr. Lin could no longer find other words to describe Meng Fan, so he could only use the adjectives he had used before.
At the same time, as Xiao Weiwei took action, the sword energy, sword intent, and sword soul all dissipated.
The more than one hundred spiritual swords also fell to the ground again.
But Xiao Weiwei's intervention meant that they were defeated, completely defeated!
And he lost in the most frustrating way.
But Xiao Weiwei had to take action. If she didn't take action, Ye Qinxin would die in the face of Meng Fan's sword!
"Qin Xin!!!" Xiao Weiwei shouted loudly, which made Ye Qinxin's eyes clear and clear, and she recovered from her lost state of mind.
Ye Qinxin's face was filled with despair, and she said to Meng Fan in a dejected tone: "I lost!"
Meng Fan looked at Ye Qinxin, took a deep breath, and endured the trembling pain in his soul.
Forcibly merging "Ten Thousand Sword Art" and "Sword One" will definitely have to pay a price.
However, it is within the tolerance range.
Meng Fan is a man who will retaliate for his anger and is not big-minded.
Based on Ye Qinxin's previous attitude towards him, he would naturally not be generous at the moment.
He said to Ye Qinxin with a cold face: "You did not lose unfairly, because your limit has been reached long ago."
"But the sword that defeated you just now is still not my limit!"
Murder and heart-wrenching!
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There are quite a few words in this chapter, so I typed it in one go and posted it all without any fragments. (Quickly praise me)
