But thinking of this, Meng Fan became even more afraid of the leader.
Mr. Lin, who has such a good treasure, is actually not the leader's opponent!
How outrageous is this leader?
Meng Fan had no time to think about these messy things, because in the mysterious hall, the black-robed Meng Fan appeared again.
The opponent raised his hand and struck Meng Fan with another strike of Ten Thousand Swords.
This time the Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi was the same as the previous Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi that Meng Fan slashed, both were integrated into the Feihua Sword Technique.
It proved that Meng Fan's guess was correct. Whenever he entered this space, he would be copied into a version of himself at that moment.
"Haha!" Meng Fan sneered.
With the experience he had last time, it would be much easier for him to defeat the black-robed Meng Fan opposite him this time.
Just find the right method and continue to increase the strength of Wan Jian Gui Yi.
A moment later, Meng Fan defeated the black-robed Meng Fan and returned to the second floor of the sword pavilion again.
He opened his eyes and stood up from the futon.
"The two times I entered the mysterious space were actually wasted."
Meng Fan murmured to himself.
Integrating two ordinary swordsmanship into Wanjian Guiyi does not require the help of the mysterious space at all. He can easily do it outside.
This kind of improvement is actually meaningless.
Entering the mysterious space should give yourself pressure to seek a breakthrough.
And this kind of random breakthrough is completely meaningless!
Thinking of this, Meng Fan stopped absorbing the sword's origin.
He went directly to the first floor of Jiange and knocked on Wu Tian's door.
Wu Tian looked at Meng Fan with sleepy eyes and a confused look on his face.
"Senior Brother Meng, is there anything else you can do in the middle of the night?"
"The time to go down the mountain to your Wu family will be postponed for one day. By the way, if a woman named Lin Feiyan comes to see me tomorrow, tell her to postpone her visit to me for one day!"
After saying that, he left the Jiange directly without giving Wu Tian time to speak.
After a while, Meng Fan arrived at the Sword Temple.
Sword God Monument.
Meng Fan handed over a thousand spiritual stones in order to comprehend the Sword God Monument of One Day and One Night.
He was planning to bring Ten Thousand Swords to One and raise it to its temporary extreme, so that he would not be able to increase the power of Ten Thousand Swords to One just by relying on a single sword technique like he had done just now.
One day and one night inside the Sword God Monument is more effective than ten days and ten nights in the outside world, or even far more!
After one day and one night, Meng Fan raised Ten Thousand Swords to the limit.
If you want to improve Ten Thousand Swords as One, you have to add heavenly swordsmanship to it.
However, integrating Tianpin swordsmanship into Ten Thousand Swords, even relying on the Sword God Monument cannot be achieved overnight.
In this way, there will be enough pressure to enter the mysterious space and face Meng Fan in black robe.
Only then can you truly improve yourself!
After leaving the Sword God Monument and walking out of the Sword Temple, Meng Fan raised his head and glanced at the moonlight.
It's late at night again.
Meng Fan returned to the second floor of Jiange Pavilion and sat on the futon again.
Now that he has discovered the wonderful use of this futon, he is reluctant to waste this once-a-day opportunity.
Master Master.
Like a teacher or a father.
The master is the father!
A son inherits his father's inheritance, and his father's things are his own.
After this calculation, Mr. Lin's futon is his own futon. It's not too much to take it and use it for yourself, right?
What's more, it's still something that Mr. Lin won't need.
Not too much!
Nothing wrong.
Meng Fan was not worried that staying in the futon space for too long would affect his agreement with Wu Tian and Lin Feiyan.
Because after two experiences, he has discovered that time stands still in this futon space.
As long as he enters the futon space at today's midnight, no matter how long he stays in the futon space, it will be today's midnight when he comes out.
However, it is unrealistic to stay stuck in a bug for a long time to practice.
Because once you enter this mysterious space, an identical replica will attack you, and you must fight it.
Fight until death!
Therefore, you don’t have time to practice bugs.
Meng Fan suddenly thought of a question, what would happen if he lost and the clone won?
Will he return to the second floor of the Jiange just like he won?
Or will he... die?
Meng Fan felt a chill in his heart when he thought about the possibility of death.
He didn't have the guts to try it.
Meng Fan, who originally had an indifferent attitude, suddenly became extremely serious when he thought of this possibility.
He is afraid of death, and he never denies this!
So you have to win, you have to win every time.
Unless I get a clear answer from Mr. Lin to completely deny my guess.
one move.
Two moves.
…………
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After Wan Jian Gui Yi reached the bottleneck, it became extremely difficult for Meng Fan to improve his combat effectiveness.
It is naturally much more difficult to defeat the black-robed Meng Fan.
After a while, the two of them were fighting with each other for more than a hundred moves.
Difficult!
Sure enough, without the means of cheating, it is indeed very difficult for oneself to defeat "oneself".
But during the unknowing fight, Meng Fan vaguely felt that his swordsmanship and swordsmanship had improved.
fighting!
It is also a way of cultivation and improvement.
And, it’s a more direct way.
After about five or six hours, the black-robed Meng Fan suddenly collapsed, which meant that Meng Fan had defeated him.
On the futon, Meng Fan opened his eyes with a smile on his face.
Mr. Lin's futon is even better than he imagined.
The worries I had before have now disappeared.
Even if he was defeated in the mysterious space and he would really die in reality, Meng Fan was no longer worried now.
Because he has established himself in an invincible position!
After just five or six hours of fighting, he found that his swordsmanship and swordsmanship had made some progress, but the clone was still stuck in the same place without any progress.
So in this case, he will surpass the clone without realizing it and will definitely win the battle.
There is no possibility of losing!
Meng Fan was still wondering before. Mr. Lin didn't have such an outstanding talent as himself, could he really withstand sitting on a futon every day?
Now it seems that I thought too much and overestimated Mr. Lin!
"This is good." Meng Fan murmured to himself.
He didn't like to put himself in danger, but now he suddenly felt much safer.
However, the pressure is much smaller in comparison.
There is nothing we can do about this!
Meng Fan walked to the window and glanced at the moonlight.
Sure enough, five or six hours have passed in the mysterious space, but the outside world is still the same time as when we just entered.
"If I can find a way to practice bugs in a mysterious space for thousands of years, wouldn't I be invincible in the world in a second when I come out?" Meng Fan thought unrealistically.
After a while, Meng Fan returned to the futon, put it away and put it into the storage ring.
"Master, since you are always away and won't be able to use this thing for the time being, let me lend it to my disciples for a few days."
Good things should be used wisely and should not be wasted, right?
After all, master, master, is like teacher and father...
