Chapter 378: The Last Dance, Returning to the Spiritual Realm

Meng Fan was not careless, he unsheathed the Hong Qi sword and went all out.

As soon as he took action, it was also the Thunder Demon Sword—Thunder Demon Sword Soul!

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Meng Fan has roughly understood the use of this futon.

Defeating the clone Meng Fan in the futon space is not the ultimate goal.

The real purpose is to use this clone Meng Fan to improve his own strength.

As long as they fight with the same sword skills, with Meng Fan's gift of swordsmanship, it is easy to find loopholes in the sword skills, thereby making the sword skills even better.

In a sense, this has a better effect than the monotonous perception of the Sword God Monument.

Of course, this so-called better is extremely one-sided!

If you insist that this futon is more precious than the Sword God Monument, then it is nonsense.

A few hours later, even though Meng Fan did not deliberately defeat the black-robed Meng Fan, the black-robed Meng Fan still dissipated.

Because Meng Fan's talent is too strong, the words "swordsmanship and magic" are not just words.

In a few hours, in this situation of fighting and confirming each other, his Thunder Sword Technique will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds.

This is something even the black-robed Meng Fan cannot catch up with!

"Alas!" In the inn room, Meng Fan opened his eyes, his eyes a little helpless.

The meaning is still not finished.

He would rather this black-robed Meng Fan could hold on for a little longer, but it was a pity that this guy failed to live up to his expectations.

"If I come here a few more times, I might be able to push this "Thunder Sword Technique" to the level of a heavenly sword technique." Meng Fan murmured to himself.

But he quickly put this idea behind him, because these things can just go with the flow, and he will not be too forceful.

He has no shortage of heavenly swordsmanship.

And as his cultivation improves, sooner or later, all the swordsmanship in his hands will turn into heavenly swordsmanship, or even immortal swordsmanship.

The next day, Lin Feiyan got up early. When she knocked on Meng Fan's door, Meng Fan was still meditating.

"Why is it so early today?" Meng Fan opened the door in surprise.

Lin Feiyan said with a hint of expectation: "Aren't you going to Wu's house today?"

In her opinion, going to Wu's house is a very exciting thing, like a kind of "battle", which makes her heart racing and unable to calm down.

Don't blame her for being hopeless.

After all, she had never been out in Shushan, and indeed she had never seen the world.

In her opinion, it was indeed a very exciting thing for Meng Fan to beat the Wu family like this yesterday and to go to the Wu family today.

"Why are you so excited when you go to Wu's house? It makes you look like you are going to cause trouble!" Meng Fan said helplessly.

Lin Feiyan's face showed surprise. In her mind, going to Wu's house was indeed the same as making a fool of herself.

Yesterday I beat people like that, almost to death, and today I even "visited" them. How can you expect to be polite?

After a while, Wu Tian also got up, and the three of them embarked on the journey to Wu's house.

This journey is actually very short, because Guangde Town is at the foot of Yuanhan Mountain.

The three of them flew with their swords and soon arrived at the top of Yuanhan Mountain and arrived at the gate of the Wu family.

In fact, if guests come to visit, they will usually walk up the mountain instead of flying with their swords to show respect for the Wu family.

But Meng Fan beat Wu Yifan into such a bad shape yesterday, there was no need to be polite.

He had no choice but to be stubborn and stubborn to the end, so he could only be tougher and rely on the Shushan Sword Sect to bully others.

Otherwise, the Wu family will take advantage of him.

After all, I still don't take the Wu family seriously.

In fact, if Meng Fan followed Wu Tian to the Wu family alone, he really wouldn't have the confidence, but who let Lin Feiyan follow him this time?

Just have confidence!

"Wu Tian, ​​disciples of the Wu family are not allowed to control the sky when they go up the mountain. This is the ancestral precept. Have you even forgotten the ancestral precept?" In front of the Wu family gate, the gatekeeper disciple frowned and asked Wu Tian.

Although the Wu family is just an aristocratic family, the word "family" sounds a bit stingy.

But in fact, the Wu family is already the size of a small sect, otherwise it would not occupy the entire Yuanhan Mountain.

When Wu Tian heard this, his expression suddenly turned ugly.

After all, he is also the legitimate son of one of the three lines of the Wu family, although this lineage is now unpopular and his father is also under house arrest.

But his identity is still here, and most importantly, his strength is here.

A gatekeeper disciple dared to question him and simply ignored him.

The most important thing is to embarrass him in front of Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan.

I can't bear it!

Wu Tian would never tolerate Wu Tian's violent temper.

He raised his hand and slapped him. Without any surprise, he slapped the gatekeeper directly on the face.

Suddenly, the Wu family disciple was knocked to the ground by Wu Tian, ​​half of his face collapsed, and more than a dozen teeth in his mouth fell out, spraying on the ground.

"Do you know the rules? I don't need you to tell me what to do. I'll teach you what the rules are first!"

Wu Tian reprimanded angrily, then stepped on the face of the Wu family disciple on the ground and walked over, walking straight into the door of the Wu family.

As for the other disciples guarding the gate, no one dared to stand up and point fingers at Wu Tian.

Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan followed Wu Tian into the Wu family.

Lin Feiyan whispered to Meng Fan: "Senior Brother Meng, isn't this Wu Tian going a little too far? They are all members of his own family, so it is inappropriate to beat people like this?"

Meng Fan turned his head and glanced at Lin Feiyan, wanting to say something, but in the end he was too lazy to say anything.

He had no interest in being a life mentor for Lin Feiyan!

Lin Feiyan, who had been spoiled and admired by everyone since childhood, really couldn't understand this kind of operation.

And it seemed that she didn't need to understand.

No way, who let her have a good grandfather?

Although people often shout something like [Rely on yourself instead of heaven, earth, and parents], it sounds ambitious and seems very powerful.

But in fact, they just have nothing to rely on.

And even some people with backgrounds, after hearing such words, actually believed it foolishly.

Obviously have a background, but naively want to make a world for themselves.

Then there is no way in my heart, relying on my own habits and bumping around everywhere.

This kind of suicidal behavior led to their...really dead!

After entering the Wu family, Wu Tian brought Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan to the main hall of the Wu family.

A white-haired old man sat in the living room, looking at Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan with a cold and serious face.

As for Wu Tian, ​​he was automatically skipped by him.

There was only this old man in the whole hall.

It can be predicted that this old man's identity is not ordinary.

"Donor Meng, this old man's cultivation has reached the peak of the soul-inducing realm.

No, not the peak of the soul-inducing realm, he should have been in the soul-inducing realm before, but he is old and dying, and his energy is running out, so his cultivation has dropped to the peak of the soul-inducing realm.

If he burns his life and sublimates to the extreme, and dances his last dance, he can return to the soul-inducing realm!"