Chapter 54: Is It Difficult to Fight Against Opponents of Higher Levels? Just Have Hands.

"Get lost after you've finished talking!"

Hearing these five words, Qian Lechi's eyes widened and he stared at Meng Fan in disbelief.

How dare this errand disciple, no, this sword-guarding disciple of the Sword Pavilion, talk to him like that?

Is this... looking for death?

"You're looking for death!!!" Qian Lechi was furious.

He really didn't see through Meng Fan's cultivation, and thought that Meng Fan was the same as before, a errand disciple who had not cultivated to the Qi training realm.

How dare this useless disciple provoke him? How dare he get lost?

If this isn't looking for death, what is it?

Although the Shushan Sword Sect does not allow disciples to kill each other, with Qian Lechi's identity and status, there are plenty of ways to kill Meng Fan.

Of course, it was the Meng Fan he thought it was!

In anger, Qian Lechi didn't care that this was the Sutra Pavilion, he raised his hand and slapped Meng Fan.

However, the Sutra Pavilion was not a place for him to run wild.

Dare to fight in the Sutra Pavilion, this is really out of mind!

The next second, before Qian Lechi's palm touched Meng Fan, he flew up, flew more than ten meters, and landed outside the gate of the Sutra Pavilion.

The one who made the move was someone Meng Fan didn't know, who seemed to be taking care of the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

This was a middle-aged man. Meng Fan had noticed him before. This guy was always taciturn and rarely talked to people.

People who came and went called him Brother Jin.

Brother Jin's status in the Sutra Pavilion should be similar to that of Brother Luo in the Sword Pavilion.

Disciples like Qian Lechi are naturally not worthy of Elder Wang's personal action.

For example, if someone went to the Sword Pavilion to make trouble, it would generally be Brother Luo who would make the move, and he would not easily alarm Elder Lin.

Of course, unless the person making the trouble is very strong!

After Brother Jin threw Qian Lechi out of the Sutra Pavilion, he glanced at Meng Fan, and without saying a word to Meng Fan, he returned to his position.

Looking at Brother Jin's position, Meng Fan's heart moved slightly.

Senior Brother Jin was about ten meters away from him, and Qian Lechi was only one meter away from him just now.

At the moment when Qian Lechi attacked him, Senior Brother Jin was able to rush here in one second and threw Qian Lechi out.

This speed is extremely amazing!

There is no doubt that Senior Brother Jin from the Sutra Pavilion is stronger than Senior Brother Luo from the Sword Pavilion.

And Senior Brother Luo is at the eighth level of the Zhenwu Realm.

Meng Fan couldn't help but take a second look at Senior Brother Jin. He felt that Senior Brother Jin might be a cultivator at the Tianyuan Realm.

Shaking his head, he drove these messy thoughts out of his mind.

What realm Senior Brother Jin is in has nothing to do with him.

And even if Senior Brother Jin didn't attack just now, Meng Fan had the confidence to throw Qian Lechi out himself.

For Meng Fan now, fighting against opponents of higher levels is really nothing.

Is it difficult for a Zhenwu level 2 to fight a Zhenwu level 4?

As long as you have a hand, it's fine!

Meng Fan continued to flip through various sword scriptures.

Although he has created the first move of Wanjian Guizong [Sword Comes], he feels that it is not perfect enough.

It does not mean that "Wanjian Guizong" is not perfect, but that [Sword Comes] is not perfect enough.

Meng Fan is not in a hurry for the subsequent swordsmanship of Wanjian Guizong!

What he needs to do now is to make [Sword Comes] perfect.

With the existence of [Yuanshi] Avenue, every time Meng Fan reads one more sword scripture, he can make [Sword Comes] a little more perfect.

So these days, Meng Fan has not been tired at all in the Sutra Library, and he still reads the scriptures wholeheartedly.

He set a small goal for himself, which is to read all the sword scriptures on the first floor of the Sutra Library.

In two months, it is estimated that it will be about the same.

After all, Meng Fan reads books faster!

No, it is faster to read sword scriptures.

As the sun sets, Meng Fan walks out of the Sutra Library and prepares to return to the Sword Pavilion.

As a result, he saw an acquaintance outside the Sutra Library.

Qian Lechi, this guy is still waiting for him outside the Sutra Library.

After being thrown out of the Sutra Library by Senior Brother Jin, he didn't dare to cause trouble in the Sutra Library anymore, so he simply waited outside for Meng Fan to come out.

Anyway, he just couldn't swallow this breath, and he had to cause trouble for Meng Fan!

A useless thing, actually dared to let him go?

What kind of dog courage did he have?

If he left without saying a word, he would look down on himself and would not forgive himself.

"Haha, I thought you were a coward hiding inside and didn't dare to come out!" Seeing Meng Fan, Qian Lechi couldn't wait to start humiliating Meng Fan.

He had waited for so long, and his patience had long been exhausted.

"Are you waiting for me?" Meng Fan looked at Qian Lechi expressionlessly.

"I'm not waiting for you, I'm teaching you a lesson!" Qian Lechi drew his sword and slashed at Meng Fan.

This sword was made with anger and murderous intent.

Of course, it only looked murderous.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, he didn't have the courage to kill Meng Fan directly.

But he had to teach Meng Fan a lesson, at least he had to let Meng Fan get hurt!

His sword did not take Meng Fan's heart or his neck, but aimed at Meng Fan's face.

He did not intend to kill Meng Fan, but wanted to disfigure him!

His heart was worthy of death, and he was extremely vicious.

Meng Fan was very handsome, there was no doubt about that.

So Li Xueruo was close to Meng Fan, but Qian Lechi was actually a little inferior.

Although he was not ugly, he was really incomparable to Meng Fan. His appearance was far worse than Meng Fan's, and he was left behind by more than ten streets.

So he had a dark thought in his heart that he wanted to destroy Meng Fan's appearance with a sword!

He would leave a few scars on his face, so that even if he was disfigured, it would only be a minor injury.

This would not be considered a fratricide within the sect, and it would also make Meng Fan look pale in front of Li Xueruo.

It was like killing two birds with one stone!

The plan was very good, but unfortunately he met Meng Fan.

Meng Fan looked coldly at Qian Lechi's sword attack. It was an ordinary self-stab, and he did not use any sword skills.

In Qian Lechi's eyes, Meng Fan was not worthy of him using sword skills at all, and he could crush him with any sword he made.

Facing Qian Lechi's sword, Meng Fan did not move, his face was calm.

From Qian Lechi's perspective, Meng Fan was already scared silly.

This made him sneer with disdain on his face.

Then, when the tip of Qian Lechi's sword was still one foot away from Meng Fan's face, and Meng Fan was about to be disfigured.

Meng Fan, who was motionless as if he was frightened, slowly stretched out two fingers.

Fingers together to form a sword!

Qian Lechi, facing Qian Lechi's casual weapon, was not worthy of Meng Fan using the Hongqi Sword.

Meng Fan raised his finger.

[Sword Coming]

At the same time, Qian Lechi felt a mysterious force bursting out from his long sword and rushing towards his hand holding the sword.

His face changed drastically, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but loosen.

The long sword slipped out of his hand!

The next moment, Qian Lechi's sword appeared in Meng Fan's hand.

The sword flashed.

"Swish--"

A blood line appeared on Qian Lechi's face.

"Swish--"

Another sword light.

Two blood lines.

One on each side of the face, very symmetrical.