Chapter 575: Meng Fan, the Reasonable One

Faced with Jiang Zilong's reprimand, Meng Fan just looked at this guy silently.

"The one who knows the formation of the Alchemy Hall has long since fallen. I want to take this Feiyan Earth Fire. Tell me, how can I take it without destroying this Alchemy Hall?"

Hearing Meng Fan's righteous words, Jiang Zilong was directly unable to do it.

But between the lines of this sentence, all kinds of unreasonable reasons are revealed, which is simply absurd.

"Zhou Yan, you are not a fire cultivator, why do you have to take this Feiyan Earth Fire? If you don't give me an explanation today, I will never give up!" It's not that Jiang Zilong is bored and has to make trouble for Meng Fan.

If it's your house where a room was demolished for no reason, you will also be angry and will definitely settle accounts with the other party.

"Okay, I'll give you an explanation." Seeing Jiang Zilong chattering, Meng Fan decided to reason with him.

He is not an unreasonable person.

As for what reason to talk about, Meng Fan already has an idea in his mind.

The bigger the fist, the greater the reason.

The Sky Mark Sword and the Sky Mark Knife crossed and stood above Jiang Zilong's head, exuding a sharp and sharp aura, like a guillotine.

"Since you have an opinion, then take out your Blood Dragon Spear and fight me. This is my explanation to you. As for who lives and who dies, it depends on your ability!" Meng Fan said to Jiang Zilong in a cold tone.

This immediately made Jiang Zilong frown and looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

In his opinion, Zhou Yan was not so irritable before. He would go to war with others if he disagreed with them.

Unless...

Unless the body that this guy took over is much stronger than them, so he has this confidence and doesn't take them seriously.

Jiang Zilong can indeed see some disdain in Meng Fan's eyes.

Why?

The body that Zhou Yan took over is obviously the weakest among the four of them.

Is there something special about this body that makes him swell up?

"Since you are so confident, I will spar with you." Jiang Zilong said to Meng Fan. He was indeed a little curious and wanted to test it.

"But you don't need to use the Blood Dragon Spear, and put away your Tianhen Sword and Knife. You know very well that our weapons are only used to restrain each other and can't hurt each other at all!"

Meng Fan nodded and put away the Tianhen Sword and Knife.

Although the Tianhen Sword and the Tianhen Knife look like two immortal weapons, they can only be regarded as one in fact.

Because these swords belong to a set, just a set of immortal weapons.

"I want to see why you have such confidence in your body and don't take me seriously at all!" Jiang Zilong was unhappy and was determined to teach Meng Fan a lesson.

Destroying a house is something that only dogs would do. Today he wants to beat Meng Fan like a dog!

Meng Fan didn't say anything else. In fact, this sparring was very necessary.

Yang Feng had just been defeated by him, but Jiang Zilong and Hu Tao didn't know that he really needed to show his strength in front of these two people.

This way, it would be convenient to control them later.

Otherwise, these two people would not know what was good for them and would come to him to complain all the time. Wouldn't that make things difficult for him?

The most important thing is that he had been thinking of taking these people as "little brothers" in the future, so he had to establish his big brother's face today.

Otherwise, it would be even more difficult for them to be convinced in the future!

"Sword!" Meng Fan looked at Jiang Zilong and uttered the word "sword".

The next second, a huge sword energy was generated in the void.

This is a tangible sword energy, which looks like a real sword at first glance, lifelike.

There is a kind of pretentiousness that comes with words, but in essence it is still just a sword energy.

It's just that this sword energy is not ordinary. Meng Fan poured the power of the sword spirit into this sword energy.

To be honest, Meng Fan is still curious and expectant about the strength of Jiang Zilong's physical body.

Li Yulan and Zhao Beichuan had sparred before, and Meng Fan was very clear about the strength of these two people.

But Gu Yefei never made a move from beginning to end, and the name of Longyuan Holy Land was still a bit intimidating. After all, the huge Shushan Sword Sect had to be humble in front of Longyuan Holy Land.

As a disciple of Shushan Sword Sect, Meng Fan was really a little unconvinced.

He wanted to see if this disciple of Longyuan Holy Land was worthy of the name?

Even if Shushan Sword Sect was really not as good as Longyuan Holy Land, he, a disciple of Shushan Sword Sect, would definitely not be inferior to the Tianjiao of Longyuan Holy Land!

"Sword Soul?" Jiang Zilong glanced at Meng Fan, his eyes were slightly solemn, and his tone was also a little amazed.

In his opinion, the body that Zhou Yan took over was one level lower than his own body, but he could actually cultivate into a sword soul?

This Zhou Yan really picked up a treasure. This kind of body is simply a genius of the demon level, which is rare in a thousand years.

I was able to meet Zhou Yan?

I was so lucky!

"No wonder you are so confident and arrogant. You don't take us seriously and even look down on Hu Tao?

Your nouveau riche mentality is shameful.

Others are willing to keep their friends when they are rich, but you want to step on others after you become rich, and even abandon your wife!"

Jiang Zilong's words not only made Meng Fan very unhappy, but also made Hu Tao beside him angry.

"Jiang Zilong, what are you talking about! Who do you say is the wife of the rich and poor? Do you believe me, I will tear your mouth apart?" Hu Tao cursed at Jiang Zilong.

This... Jiang Zilong was embarrassed. He accidentally offended both of them.

Meng Fan did not have such a bad temper as Hu Tao. Facing Jiang Zilong's provocation, he did not respond at all and silently endured this criticism.

With a thought, he chopped down the sword spirit hanging above Jiang Zilong's head.

And he chopped directly at Jiang Zilong's head without any mercy.

If this sword was really chopped, with the strength of Jiang Zilong's current body, it is likely that his soul would be directly chopped and exploded, and he would die and disappear completely, and his soul would be scattered!

But it is not hopeless. After all, the resurrection pill on Meng Fan can save him.

Unfortunately, Meng Fan is unlikely to save the people he killed himself.

"Zhou Yan, are you serious? That's too much!" Jiang Zilong roared.

At the same time, a blood-red spear appeared out of thin air above his head, and the tip of the spear stirred, directly crushing Meng Fan's sword spirit.

He broke his promise, just now he said not to take out the immortal weapon, but now he couldn't help it.

Jiang Zilong looked at Meng Fan with lingering fear, his face was very ugly, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and anger.

This is to put himself to death, if he didn't take out the blood dragon spear in time just now...

He would really die!