After Gu Yefei entered the White Tiger Palace, Li Yulan said to Zhao Beichuan and Meng Fan: "I want to enter the Suzaku Palace, do you have anyone to fight for it? If so, you can also compete with me, and the winner will enter the Suzaku Palace." "
These words are almost the same as what Gu Yefei just said.
I really have to say that the disciples of these famous sects are really quite big.
One by one, they put their words on the table, did not make any small moves, and were willing to accept defeat.
Meng Fan admired these courages very much.
Meng Fan had no idea about Li Yulan's words. If he didn't compete with Gu Yefei for the White Tiger Palace, he certainly wouldn't compete with Li Yulan for the Vermilion Bird Palace.
Anyway, just leave him alone in the end.
Thinking of this, Meng Fan felt a little pity.
I don’t know which palace is suitable for me, but Wu Yingying definitely knows.
Before coming to the Tianwang Palace, Wu Yingying should remind herself.
But then again, since Wu Yingying didn't take the initiative to mention this, she might have proved that it didn't matter which palace she went to.
Just pick one.
Although Meng Fan had no intention of competing with Li Yulan for the Vermillion Bird Palace, this time Zhao Beichuan from the Nether Palace stood up.
"Senior Sister Li, I also have the idea of entering the Vermillion Bird Palace, but I may not be able to make it happen this time."
After hearing Zhao Beichuan's words, Li Yulan raised her head and glanced at Zhao Beichuan, her eyes shining.
"In that case, then you and I will spar. Whoever wins by even half a move will enter the Vermillion Bird Palace." Li Yulan said calmly.
Zhao Beichuan nodded when he heard this.
"That's exactly what I meant. It's very good."
Meng Fan subconsciously took a few steps back, leaving a sufficient distance for Li Yulan and Zhao Beichuan to discuss.
"Sister Li, please!"
"please!"
Zhao Beichuan and Li Yulan greeted each other, and then each took out their weapons.
Zhao Beichuan used a knife, and Li Yulan used a sword.
As a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, it is not unusual for Li Yulan to use a sword.
But this Zhao Beichuan's use of a knife made Meng Fan's eyes light up.
It's not that Zhao Beichuan is weird with swords, but that as a disciple of Shushan Sword Sect, Meng Fan is used to seeing people who use swords, but he has seen few monks who can use swords.
Meng Fan stood far away by himself, preparing to watch the two men's exchanges carefully.
Under normal circumstances, Meng Fan was not interested in the competition between ordinary monks in the spirit-inducing realm, or simply looked down upon it.
But these two people are not ordinary monks. Even if they are not as good as Meng Fan, they are still genius level figures far beyond ordinary monks.
Watching this kind of battle is actually rare.
As for whether Meng Fan can learn anything from this, it's hard to say.
Ahead, Li Yulan was the first to take action. The sword light in his hand soared. He raised his hand and unleashed a sword soul-level attack.
Although Meng Fan didn't know what kind of sword technique Li Yulan was performing, but at his level of swordsmanship, different sword techniques actually led to the same goal.
Even the heavenly swordsmanship, in Meng Fan's opinion, is nothing surprising and has no characteristics.
After all, Meng Fan was the one who created his own immortal swordsmanship.
For this move alone, not to mention anything else, Mr. Lin was actually inferior to him.
"Senior Sister Li is really merciless, and the killing move is her attack." Zhao Beichuan showed a smile on his lips, but it was obviously a sneer.
Li Yulan's sword did not make Meng Fan's eyes light up, and he was now looking forward to Zhao Beichuan's move.
Let's see if this guy's sword can impress Meng Fan.
As a result, Meng Fan was still disappointed.
Zhao Beichuan slashed out with his sword, and a sword soul also shot out.
There is essentially no difference between the sword soul and the sword soul. At Meng Fan's current level, he can even see the sword's power clearly and clearly with the help of the sword.
Needless to say, if Meng Fan were to practice swordsmanship now, he would be able to master the Sword Soul and Sword Spirit very quickly.
But to put it bluntly, it is still based on the foundation of the sword. If he specializes in the sword, then even if he practices to death, he will reach the level of the sword, and it is impossible to cultivate the soul of the sword.
Because his way of swordsmanship will be based on the way of swordsmanship, and there is no breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship, and he has never been able to perfect the soul of the sword. Naturally, he cannot use the way of swordsmanship to cultivate the soul of swordsmanship.
Even if his head was kicked by a donkey, he wouldn't do this. It's totally not worth the gain.
Meng Fan watched the battle between these two people quite boredly. He had indeed overestimated these two people before, but this battle was not interesting at all to Meng Fan.
After a while, the winner was decided.
Zhao Beichuan of Nether Palace won half the move.
In fact, the cultivation level and combat power of these two people were almost the same. Zhao Beichuan won these half moves because he was more ruthless.
Li Yulan was too gentle in her attacks. When faced with a ruthless person like Zhao Beichuan, it was as if she had to trade her life for her life. Therefore, it was foreseeable that Li Yulan would lose even half a move.
"Senior Sister Li, I accept the concession." Zhao Beichuan said calmly.
"Since you won, then this opportunity to enter the Suzaku Palace belongs to you. I am willing to admit defeat." Li Yulan said with a cold face, but it was nothing to rely on.
"Thank you." Zhao Beichuan said politely.
After being polite, he stepped directly into the Suzaku Hall without any ceremony.
Fake politeness!
Meng Fan looked at Li Yurou and said, "Senior Sister Li, how about you choose between the Qinglong Palace and the Xuanwu Palace?"
Li Yurou glanced at Meng Fan in surprise.
"You are free and easy. If that's the case, then I won't be polite to you. I will choose the Qinglong Palace."
After saying that, she bowed to Meng Fan to express her gratitude, and then stepped into the Qinglong Palace.
Quite polite.
In the end, Meng Fan was left alone and had no options to choose from. He stepped straight into the remaining Xuanwu Hall.
Xuanwu Hall does not sound as powerful as the other three halls. I don’t know if those three people didn’t choose Xuanwu Hall because of its name.
After all, the first reaction to this thing is to shrink your head.
"A turtle will be a turtle. To be honest, the turtle shell is also a good thing." Meng Fan thought to himself.
For Meng Fan, choosing Xuanwu Palace is not necessarily a bad thing.
Xuanwu sounds like it has very strong defense.
He had just cultivated the Vajra Sword Body, and he also had the immortal golden body passed down to him by Wu Yingying. It would be an amazing opportunity to get some improvement here.
A smile appeared on Meng Fan's face, and he took it as he came.
After stepping into the Xuanwu Hall, he felt a dizzying feeling. After the feeling calmed down, Meng Fan looked back and found that the hall door behind him was gone.
He was now in a dark space. He tried to use his spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings, but found that his spiritual consciousness was completely blocked and could not even explore within one centimeter of the surrounding area.
Seeing this, Meng Fan took out a luminous pearl from the storage ring, which immediately illuminated the surrounding area.
