3758: C3758 Ethereal Sky

C3758 Ethereal Sky

Sword Maniac's expression was completely shocked.

Meng Fan couldn't help but frown.

What was it that was worthy of an undying's shock?

Between the valleys, a gentle breeze blew and leaves fell.

After a few breaths, Sword Maniac finally returned to her normal state. However, the expression on her face was extremely complicated and strange. There was even a hint of a smile on her face.

Then, she spat out two words.

"Meng Fan."

The moment Sword Maniac said those two words.

Meng Fan's eyebrows trembled.

The space within a radius of thousands of miles trembled.

With one hand on the stone table and the other on his knee, he slowly moved his shoulders, causing his joints to crack. His voice sounded like the roar of a Desolate Beast.

He didn't know why the woman would call out his name.

It could not be because of the Bounty Token, although Meng Fan appeared exactly like his true self at the moment, the Bounty Token was only drawn out. The person who drew the Bounty Token had not seen Meng Fan before, and it was Meng Fan's appearance through the mouths of others. Although there were many similarities, at least, it looked the same, but it was not Meng Fan himself.

Meng Fan did not believe that anyone in this world could recognize him through the bounty forest.

But since the girl in front of him knew his name …

This meant that his decision was wrong.

He should not have appeared.

As expected, the current Meng Fan, walking on the World of Meaning, was every step scary and could not be careless. After so many years, after just leaving the mountain, he was already recognized!

Sword Maniac looked at Meng Fan as light flickered in her eyes, "I have chased you for many, many years. From the moment I stepped out of the World of Meaning, you were my goal and I have been looking at your bounty every single day. I have been gathering information about you every single moment.

However, if you didn't say the word fate, I really wouldn't have recognized you.

Glazed Universe, shot an arrow at the Eight Legged Flood Dragon, and that arrow was named Fate. "

In the surrounding world, space froze.

Meng Fan stayed still for a long time.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"So you're World of Meaning, and you were specifically sent out to chase and kill me. And from the Glazed Universe, you chased me all the way here."

"No, I just want to test the sword." It could be seen that she was very excited.

Meng Fan said, "You are not qualified to test my sword."

"You and I are both undying." Sword Maniac said.

Meng Fan said, "The Eight Legged Flood Dragon and Luo Wumei both lost to me."

"What does that have to do with me?" Sword Maniac tilted her head with a baffled look on her face.

Meng Fan narrowed his eyes: "He really is an idiot."

"So what if I'm crazy?"

"Silly is stupid."

"Is' stupidity 'a derogatory term?"

"Mostly, yes."

"Heh." Sword Maniac slowly stood up and took three steps back.

A hand rested on the slender green colored sword hilt on his back.

"Fate has been kind to me. I've finally met you." Sword Maniac smiled happily.

Meng Fan was still sitting by the stone table, quietly looking at Sword Maniac.

For some reason, Meng Fan did not have any disgust or disgust towards this woman. In fact, it was difficult for him to have any hostility towards her.

No matter how arrogant, biased, and "watching the sky from the well" this woman was, she was simple, simple, and even a bit too simple.

All her emotions were on her face. It wasn't that she couldn't hide it, nor was she unwilling to hide it, but she just didn't know what hiding it was. Pride was arrogance, laughter was laughter, boredom, excitement.

Meng Fan didn't know who she was, nor did he know why such a person was sent by World of Meaning to chase after him for so many years.

He only felt that this woman was not carrying out a mission. Instead, she was truly trying to kill him.

A belief, a paranoia, a longing.

Meng Fan still looked at her silently.

Waiting for her to strike.

He was looking forward to her sword.

The woman drew her green sword.

It was as beautiful as a non-poisonous green snake.

In the instant it was pulled out, a white glow spread out to cover everything.

That artificer stood there blankly, as if everything in the world had disappeared, leaving only that sword. He was mesmerized by what he saw, so much so that he forgot himself and even cried.

This sword seemed so beautiful.

But it was also so simple.

So contradictory.

Beauty is due to its natural beauty.

The plain and simple reason was because from the hilt to the blade, it was completely straight, to the point where it was even hard to distinguish between the hilt and the blade. There were no patterns, no words, and there was nothing.

The Great Dao was the simplest.

Forcefully advancing.

Sword Maniac held her sword and thrust it towards Meng Fan.

Time was limitless, time was limited.1

It seemed to be a single Sumeru, but it also seemed to be eternal.

Meng Fan raised his left hand and grabbed towards the edge of the sword.

A vortex appeared in his palm, within it were countless stars. Every single star was a type of law, and they all turned into a pure and simple universe.

It collided with the edge of the sword.

Then, they parted upon touching.

Next Sumeru.

The cyan sword had returned to its jade-like sheath.

The white light dissipated.

Meng Fan was still sitting at the stone table.

Sword Maniac remained standing.

Nothing seemed to have happened.

However, on Meng Fan's left hand, there was a small crack on the palm of his hand and blood was flowing out uncontrollably.

As for Sword Maniac, she stood firmly and remained completely unharmed.

Meng Fan glanced at his own palm. The next one was closed, and the blood had also disappeared. He raised his head and looked at Sword Maniac.

"This sword attack … I've clearly lost." Meng Fan said lightly.

Sword Maniac's expression became dull.

Ever since I was a child, he and I have been together. "That's great," Sword Maniac said softly. He is not a being of the mortal world, he has also become an undying being. In the World of Meaning, he is an undying realm weapon and magic tool, and he is called Divine Artifact.

"It hurt my body." Meng Fan said. "Are you dissatisfied?"

Sword Maniac nodded her head, "Of course I am unhappy, but I understand now, I had originally thought that World of Meaning was everything. Now, I know what the heavens are saying, as an abnormal being that has stepped into the realm of immortality, the arrogance that once existed in World of Meaning is no longer there.

You came from the wilderness of nothingness that I once thought was barbaric, and not long after you entered the immortal realm, you used your own pure strength to receive my sword attack that was brewing for a few years.

From today onwards, I will no longer be arrogant, and will no longer only look at World of Meaning. I will gaze into the distance, and the next time we meet, I will strike out again. "

Meng Fan nodded. "Alright."

Sword Maniac stood up and left.

Meng Fan silently watched her walk away.

When Sword Maniac's figure was about to disappear, she circled around and stopped. She turned around and said to Meng Fan, "Next time, I'll take out my sword. Hold the bow."

"You will die." Meng Fan answered plainly.

Sword Maniac: "I've never heard that immortals die."

Meng Fan also stood up, with his hands behind his back, he looked at Sword Maniac. Eternal life is sin. "Undying, will definitely die."

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