The white-haired young man hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, my subordinates are not sensible, it is my gang supervisor who is not strict with me, I, Xue Yuheng, apologize to you, and sincerely invite you Feihong Gang to apply for this sword competition again! What do you think?"

Ouyang Chai Fan didn't speak, the corners of the young man's mouth hooked, and then said: "Let's tell you the truth! This sword competition is different from the past, all disciples can participate, you listen well, I'm talking about all disciples, including the gang leader!"

Ouyang Chai Fan finally turned his head, only to see him say with some emotion: "Is this true?"

"Seriously!"

Ouyang Chaifan is a person who understands, once in the sword competition, even the gang leader can participate, it will mean that the rules of this sword competition will be different and more intense, and he also understands the overall strength of the Feihong Gang in his heart, and he does not deny his strength. Under his personal leadership, the Feihong Gang will definitely be able to compete for the ultimate championship!

"Ouyang Chaifan, why don't we take a gamble! Just bet on whether you, the Feihong Gang, which has risen strongly, can defeat our first gang's Wenjian Gang in this disciple sword competition and win the reward of this sword competition!" said the white-haired young man with a smile on his face.

Ouyang Chai Fan hesitated. Then he asked slowly, "What is the bet?"

"If you win, I, Xue Yuheng, hereby promise that I will give you a yellow-rank high-level Xuanjian, and give up the entire gang of my Sword Gang to you! If you lose, you will merge the Feihong Gang into the name of our Sword Gang, including yourself, how do you dare?" said the white-haired young man with a straight face.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, but no one spoke out to stop them, in their hearts, there is always only one person in the final hands of the Sword Gang, and that is Xue Yuheng in front of them. Moreover, the Sword Gang, as the number one gang of Zongjian Peak, didn't think that this Feihong Gang would be able to defeat them!

And Ouyang Chaifan was shocked, he really didn't expect that this gang leader Xue Yuheng would gamble so much with him!

"This, I need to think about it!" Ouyang Chaifan didn't dare to agree rashly, he actually wanted to bet on the entire gang, the stakes were too big, and this Feihong Gang was all the hard work of Kong Liang and Jiang Fan's two senior brothers!

"I'll give you two days to think about it, you go back and think about it! Two days later, the mountain behind the Sword Peak will come to me, remember, you can only come alone!" Xue Yuheng said slowly.

Ouyang Chai Fan no longer hesitated, turned around and left, he needed to discuss with Kong Liang and Jiang Fan.

"Ouyang Chaifan, you don't have to come over the application process of the Disciple Sword Competition, I promise you, your Feihong Gang's name will definitely appear on the application list!"

The figure who had gone away did not look back, and the young man behind still knew that the other party had heard his words.

In the middle of the night, the deputy gang leader Huang Shijie had already dismissed everyone, and Kong Nannian and Huang Shijie on the side slowly leaned towards Xue Yuheng.

"Big brother, do you really want to do this?" Huang Shijie's face was calm, and the dim color in his eyes that was extremely hidden quietly appeared.

"Big brother, is there really no way?" Kong Nannian's face also looked a little defeated.

The young man smiled, but the disappointment and gloom in his eyes were very obvious. He opened his mouth and said, "Shijie, Nan Nian, tell me, in two or three months, he has directly advanced from the third order of the Heng Realm to the sixth order of the Heng Realm! And he has the combat ability to kill two levels in a row! Who else can do this Vertical Sword Peak? Although he is young, who else is more qualified than him?"

The two shook their heads one after another, and then said in unison: "This is the only one!"

The white-haired young man laughed heartily, looking a little miserable, and a little downbeat!

"You guys go back first!" said the white-haired young man slowly. The two behind him turned to leave, their expressions were equally gloomy to each other, but they never said a word!

......

Ouyang Chaifan walked all the way towards the location of the Feihong Gang, and after walking for a long time, a slender black figure appeared not far in front of him, walking towards him.

The cyan figure turned out to be that Wuyi, after Ouyang Chai Fan saw that the person who came was Wu Yi, he suddenly showed a look of contempt, and then saw Ouyang Chai Fan pause slightly, and then walked towards Na Wu Yi as if he had made up his mind and blocked his way!

I saw that Wu Yi in front of him was wearing the clothes of a miscellaneous disciple, carrying a broom on his shoulder, holding a bottle of wine in one hand, looking drunk, and his swaying steps were very messy, as if he would fall down in the next second. Ouyang Chafan approached, with a grim face, directly blocking his way.

"Hmm, yes, which bastard stopped the young master from going, the way?" Wu Yi slurred, obviously drunk and delirious.

Ouyang Chai Fan was a little puzzled, but he still said out loud: "Alas, Wu Yi! I'm Ouyang Chai Fan, today, you have to return my sister's jade pendant no matter what, otherwise you won't want to go back tonight!"

Ouyang Chaifan's face was grim, so much time had passed, he knew that the strength of this inner disciple Wuyi was far more than the eighth order of the Heng Realm, but now that he had reached the sixth order of the Heng Realm, and he had already comprehended the sword qi, he was already very sure of fighting the other party, and he also secretly sighed in his heart, this guy didn't expect to really become a miscellaneous disciple!

"What, what? You, who are you? What jade pendant? What mess? Get out of the way, master! Otherwise, I'll slash you with a sword!"

Wu Yi's face was red, and he directly threw the wine jar in his hand over, the strength and speed were so fast that Ouyang Chaifan felt incredible!

Ouyang Chaifan dodged sideways and dodged the wine bottle without danger. He turned his head again and saw that Wu Yi was already sitting on the ground at the moment, grabbing his back indiscriminately, wanting to pull out his sword, but he couldn't grasp the long sword on his back, waving his hands indiscriminately, the whole person looked extremely funny, Ouyang Chaifan looked confused.

"This, this guy!"

"Hmm, where's my sword, Damn, where is the master's Phantom Moon Sword? Did you steal it, little bastard?" Wu Yi staggered to his feet, pointed at the air above Ouyang Chaifan's head, and scolded angrily. The body is full of alcohol!

Ouyang Chai Fan looked at the drunk unconscious Wu Yi, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, and his face was black.

"What are we, what is the Phantom Moon Sword, you idiot, how much have you drunk?" Ouyang Chai Fan was speechless to the extreme at this time.

I saw that he no longer hesitated, and his figure flashed, and he grabbed Wuyi's left hand, and he was about to pull out the ring on his hand!

Wu Yi saw that the "few guys" in front of him actually wanted to seize his ring, his body shook rapidly, and a spirit actually regained some consciousness, he finally grabbed the long sword on his back, pulled it out fiercely, and slashed directly towards Ouyang Chaifan, the whole action was smooth!

He hurriedly dodged and retreated, and at this time, he had successfully obtained the other party's acceptance ring, and he was about to take a look inside! Who knew that the next moment, a cyan sword light rushed towards his head, Ouyang Chaifan was startled, and hurriedly turned over and dodged again.

What Wu Yi was holding in his hand was a yellow-level intermediate-level cyan long sword, the entire sword body was extremely slender, although the artificial scratches on it were very weird, but the exquisite and exquisite "Phantom Moon" two small words, Ouyang Chaifan could still see clearly. And the cold light on the sword looms, and it looks very sharp!

Ouyang Chaifan quickly gathered his energy and probed towards Na Jiezhong, and after looking for a long time, he was stunned that he didn't find his sister Yue Xiaoqing's jade pendant, he secretly wondered in his heart, could it be that it had already been taken by Senior Brother Junli, but Mo Junli had told him that he would help him get the jade pendant back. However, just when Ouyang Chaifan didn't pay attention, another sword light slammed in.

"Bastard! I stole the master's Phantom Moon Sword, and even took my ring, you little bastards!

Ouyang Chaifan hurriedly dodged, and was shocked in his heart, this martial arts is really a strange anomaly, the power of this sword skill is probably not inferior to the ordinary ninth order of the Heng Realm, right?

"Wu Evil Worm, I'll go to your uncle, isn't your sword in your hand? I'll do it, I'm really welcome if you don't stop!" Ouyang Chaifan made sure that the jade pendant was not there, and directly threw the Na ring back.

Wu Yi, who was full of alcohol, grabbed indiscriminately, and finally got his own ring, Ouyang Chai Fan took advantage of the fact that he didn't come back to his senses, and was about to leave.

However, Wu Yi's reaction speed made his face black for a while, and he saw that Wu Yi rushed directly towards Ouyang Chaifan, all kinds of sword skills in his hands bombarded wildly, and his mouth kept scolding: "You little bastards, don't go, return my sword to me, otherwise Lao Tzu will slash you with a sword!"

The two of them went one after the other, Wuyi, who lost his mind, chased after him, Ouyang Chaifan had a headache, he should still be able to fight with this Wuyi with all his strength, but at this moment, Wuyi, who was full of alcohol, was so crazy, he was indeed a little stunned in his heart, and his sister's jade pendant was probably no longer on him, it was better for people like Wuyi to stay away, and he only had the idea of getting out quickly at the moment, and he didn't want to be contaminated with these bad luck on him!

Unconsciously, there were already many disciples in the field whose residences were damaged by the fierce sword light, and many disciples panicked, and more of them scolded this Wu Yi, and hurried in the direction where the two disappeared, wanting to find out, and several elders in the Elder Pavilion heard that Wu Yizheng was crazy and wantonly destroyed the sect building, and they also rushed to hear the news, and their faces were furious!

......

"Little bastard, stop me!" Wu Yi scolded, and the speed of his feet was very amazing!

"What are you and us, obviously it's just me, idiot, you madman!" Ouyang Chaifan's face was defeated, and he had already greeted the whole Wuyi family in his heart!

"Little bastards, eat me with a sword!"

"Damn!Yellow Rank Intermediate Sword Technique!" Ouyang Chaifan hurriedly turned around to block! Directly hit by this extremely fast sword, he took advantage of the momentum to flip and fell to the ground, the iron sword in his hand had broken in half, and a touch of scarlet appeared on his body!

Ouyang Chai Fan had stopped at this moment, and after seeing the blood, he hurriedly put on the eye cloth, then turned on the exercises, stared at Wuyi behind him with an angry face, and said fiercely: "Wuyi! This is what you forced me, don't blame me!"