Whether it is the sword light or the sword energy, they are energy fluctuations that erupt after being offset by each other.
Otherwise, if the two explosions really overlap, then everyone sitting here will die!
Meng Fan's figure flew backwards, blood spurted out from his mouth, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his eyes and nostrils. He looked extremely miserable.
If his Qinglong Holy Body had not been cultivated to the fourth level and his physique was extremely strong, he would have been disabled even if he was not dead.
Although he looks miserable like this now, in fact it is only a minor injury, not fatal. He just needs to be nursed back to health.
The most important thing is that in the collision just now, Lin Lao Jianyin's sword energy had the upper hand.
Therefore, not many of this collision force rushed towards Meng Fan.
But Zhang Hongfei was not so lucky!
Even though he tried his best, the sword he slashed with the demonic attack was indeed very strong, but it was still not as strong as the sword energy slashed by Lin Lao's sword seal.
If you have not stepped into the realm of Yuanshen, it is not the realm of Yuanshen after all. Even if you use extreme means to enter the demonic explosion and squeeze out the potential in your body, the sword you slashed out still does not truly reach the level of Yuanshen.
And this sword of Lin Laojianyin is indeed a genuine strike of the soul!
Meng Fan staggered to his feet, ready to take a look at Zhang Hongfei's situation on the opposite side.
As a result, before he saw Zhang Hongfei, the old monk's voice rang in his mind first.
"He is dead!"
After hearing what the old monk said, Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the corners of his mouth curved and he smiled slightly.
Gradually, the curvature of the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and his laughter became louder and more unscrupulous.
"Haha, hahaha~~~"
Meng Fan hadn't laughed so brazenly for a long time, because it was a bit out of character and inconsistent with his usual temperament.
But this time he really couldn't help it.
These four words, the feeling of surviving a disaster, are something most people will never experience once in their lives!
"Have a good death!" After finishing laughing, Meng Fan came to Zhang Hongfei's body and looked at it indifferently.
Suddenly, his jacket pocket became wet, which made him frown.
"Xiao Qing, get out." Meng Fan said in a cold tone.
The next second, Xiaoqing came out of his pocket and floated in front of Meng Fan.
It didn't look at Meng Fan, but drooled and looked at Zhang Hongfei's body.
For a monk of this level, it is the greatest tonic among great tonics and the most delicious among delicacies.
Although it grew up as an orphan with a father and no mother, there was no need to learn this instinct.
It knows very well that if it eats this Zhang Hongfei and refines and absorbs it, its strength will definitely increase a lot.
So I really can’t help but drool!
Meng Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Xiaoqing, this worthless guy.
What’s so delicious about human flesh?
"Benefactor Meng, in fact, although the sword energy you used just now is strong, the guy opposite did not die from the sword energy.
In order to fight against your sword energy, he gave up resisting the soul attacks of Lao Na and Hong Qi, and turned to deal with your sword energy with all his strength!
In the end, he did withstand your sword energy and did not die from the sword energy, but was seriously injured.
But he was unprepared for Lao Na and Hong Qi's attacks, and ended up dying from our soul attacks.
So his physical body is intact now, but in fact his soul is gone. "
The old monk's voice suddenly appeared in Meng Fan's mind.
Hearing this, Meng Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He knew very well that without the old monk Jia Hongqi, it would be really difficult for him to kill this guy from the Fengyun Demon Sect with only Mr. Lin's sword seal.
So he ordered the old monk and Hongqi to cooperate with him from the beginning, and he knew very well that these two people had indeed made meritorious deeds.
But as soon as the matter was over, the old monk couldn't wait to come out to claim credit, and he also looked like he was grabbing the credit, which really left Meng Fan a little speechless.
Please, you are an eminent monk who has survived a calamity and almost ascended to immortality. Can you save some face for yourself?
Meng Fan nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed thanks to you this time. I am here to express my gratitude to you."
After saying that, he took out the hidden dragon jade from the relic with his backhand and took back his storage ring.
When the old monk saw this, his face suddenly became complicated, thinking, is this how you thank me?
"Don't worry, your help won't be in vain." After Meng Fan took back the Qianlong Jade, he put a high-grade spiritual stone into the relic.
It’s equivalent to a thousand low-grade spiritual stones!
And Meng Fan currently only has a total of 5,000 spirit stones on his body.
I gave the old monk a thousand pills and stopped picking them.
But the old monk was obviously not moved at all. He even rolled his eyes at Meng Fan from the depths of the sea of consciousness that Meng Fan couldn't see.
A spiritual stone to send to beggars?
While he was thinking this angrily, he carefully began to absorb the spiritual energy from these thousand spiritual stones.
No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat. It is really rare for him to smell a little bit of meat!
Meng Fan continued: "These thousand spiritual stones are specially given to you. You don't need to cultivate your spirituality to give it to me!"
Hearing this, the old monk's face suddenly showed a hint of joy.
This Meng Bapi finally found his conscience.
Five thousand spiritual stones are willing to take out a thousand for himself, which is indeed good.
…
After sending the old monk away, Meng Fan turned his attention to the corpse in front of him.
This guy's strength is close to the realm of Yuanshen, and he must be beyond the level of deacon in Fengyun Demon Sect.
If you pick up any wool from this guy, you will definitely find far more than a thousand spirit stones, at least tens of thousands of spirit stones.
Meng Fan's consciousness swept over Zhang Hongfei's body, and then locked on a storage ring on his finger.
The next second, the ring disappeared out of thin air and fell into Meng Fan's hand.
Seeing Hong Qi still floating in the air, he turned around and said to Hong Qi: "Don't stand there in a daze. You've spent a lot of money. Go back to the sword and rest."
Hongqi is one of his own, so Meng Fan will not humiliate her with spiritual stones or hurt her feelings by talking about money!
Only someone as shameless as the old monk would need to be smashed by Meng Fan with a spiritual stone.
On the other side, Xiao Qing looked at Meng Fan with helpless eyes, drool still dripping from the corner of his mouth, looking pitiful.
Meng Fan felt a little soft-hearted. Xiaoqing had been with him for so long and had not enjoyed any blessings.
Anyway, this corpse is thrown away, and it seems that it is not impossible to use it as food ration for Xiao Qing!
However, Shen Ming's lessons learned from the past are still fresh in his mind.
Meng Fan was really worried that this guy on the ground might lead to some more terrifying old monster?
This is really the limit. If any more terrifying old monster appears again, it will really be unbearable.
Elder Lin's sword seal is gone. Meng Fan really doesn't have much confidence just relying on the old monk and Qianlong Jade!
According to Meng Fan's idea, he should run away now and far away, lest anyone come to the door again.
