"Lord Song. You went to the Xuanmen side this time, but you have a better attitude. Maybe there's room for things to ease up......"

On the way to drive, Grandmaster Wu Di persuaded hard.

It turned out that after Song Fan continued to inquire about Xuanmen, Wu Di finally relented and revealed his identity.

He turned out to be an outer disciple under the Xuanmen - a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect.

Under the Xuanmen Seat - Five Gates, Nine Sects, and Eighty-one Pulses!

Among them, under the Wuji Gate, there is the Mixed Yuan faction. Wu Di is a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect.

In fact, most of the hermitages of the entire southern system belong to the Xuanmen. There are few exceptions.

For example, the Taoist priest Wang Xia Han of the Maoshan faction that Song Fan received before, and the Maoshan faction where he was located belonged to the Fu Seal Gate, one of the eighty-one veins.

And this time, the people from the Xuanmen that Song Fan provoked were disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect.

There are five gates under the Xuanmen seat, each holding a device: Wuji Gate, Danding Gate, Xuanzhen Gate, Sword Immortal Gate and Fu Seal Gate!

These five doors are also known as the five secrets of the Daomen!

Originally, Wu Di didn't want to get involved in Song Fan's business. After all, he only belongs to the outer disciples under the five sects, and in the face of the problem of the Sword Immortal Sect, he has no right to speak at all.

But since Song Fan spoke and let him lead the way, he had to do his best. Try to reconcile with it.

I hope Song Fan can have a better attitude, maybe there is still room for maneuver.

The important thing is that it still depends on the thoughts of the disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect.

However, Wu Di felt that it might be difficult.

"Master Wu, you are also a generation of grandmasters, why are you scared like this when you mention these five sects?"

Song Fan was very puzzled.

"Martial Dao lineage, isn't the highest at the grandmaster level, how much stronger can they be than you?"

Wu Di said with affection: "Lord Song, it's not like this. Let's not talk about the supreme status of these five gates. Just talking about their strength, they are already beyond the existence of the grandmaster!"

It turned out that there were eight and one veins of five sects, nine sects and eighty-one veins, of which nine sects and eighty-one veins were subordinate, and the strongest was the grandmaster.

And rise to the five of them, master the five secrets of Taoism, and the strength is the foundation of the grandmaster, and go to the next level!

"Above the grandmaster, there is even stronger strength?" Song Fan was not too surprised by this.

After all, if his ability is promoted to the third level, he will reach the level of a grandmaster.

"Up, what else can be?" Song Fan asked curiously.

"Above the Martial Dao Grandmaster, he has touched the existence of the Great Dao, and his strength has reached a higher level, and he can be called the 'Dao Realm Grandmaster'!"

"Of course, Dao Realm Grandmasters are also legends. As for how strong it is, I've never seen it. ”

Wu Di's face was serious and respectful. Although the Dao Realm Grandmaster is a legend, and he is not fortunate enough to see it, it should be real!

"Dao Realm Grandmaster......" Song Fan nodded. I thought that I had to continue to improve my ability to achieve this level.

It's a pity that the punishment of the loss of a child was unfortunately triggered, and the father's love value was emptied.

It will take some time to re-accumulate father's love points.

Song Fan only hoped that he would not meet the opponent of the Dao Realm Grandmaster this time, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with.

Even Song Fan now has a fourth-level Maoshan technique. It is already an existence beyond the mortal realm. But I am afraid there is still a distance from the Dao realm that Wu Di said!

The destination of this trip is in a small village under the East China Sea, called "Qingjian Villa".

At the port, on the message thrown to Song Fan, only this one address was left.

So Song Fan forcibly pulled Wu Di and drove there.

......

Light Sword Villa, inside.

Qi Qianqian noticed that a group of people dressed in ancient costumes were busy inside and out, and they didn't know what conspiracies they were doing.

Through the window, she saw that outside the courtyard, a large group of people seemed to be casting spells, and the swords in their hands were glowing frequently, creating various scenes of sword light and sword shadows.

It's like watching a martial arts scene on TV, it's dazzling.

"Wow...... What the hell are these people doing? What the hell are these people doing?"

Ordinary people like Qi Qianqian were stunned and amazed.

Finally, when he saw those people, he thrust the sword in his hand into every corner of the courtyard.

And the illusion of the sword and sword shadow before also disappeared.

"Senior Brother Yang, it's done! This time, that kid comes, even if the Great Luo Immortal descends to earth, he will be bombarded into meat by the sword array we have laid down!"

"The Ten Thousand Swords Great Array we laid out is at least fifty percent hot. Dealing with that kid is like killing a chicken with a knife! To be able to die in this great array of ten thousand swords, it is cheaper for him!"

"But-who let that kid not have long eyes, and dare to kill our Xuanmen people, this is his fate! Under this sword array, he was slaughtered into pulp!"

The man standing outside the door was the same person who had brought Qi Qianqian here before. His name is Yang Ju. It's the brother of these people.

"Huh...... Song Fan's kid had previously set up a formation in the Pacific Ocean and killed several foreign A-level strength transcendents. The strength is not bad. ”

"But today, let him see what the real formation is!

At this time, Qi Qianqian also wanted to run out and question and stop it.

But as soon as he came to the door, he was shocked back by a strong qi.

A sword was inserted into the ground outside the door, and a sword aura was released, making Qi Qianqian unable to step out of the door for half a step.

"What the hell are you going to do? Are you trying to plot against my fiancé?

"You can't beat him, just use this despicable means!"

Qi Qianqian stood in the room and scolded loudly.

Yang Ju slowly turned around and sneered: "We can't fight him? hehe, joke!"

"We set up this powerful sword array, and let him die in it, is the greatest respect for him!"

"It is a great honor to be able to die under the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array of our Sword Immortal Gate, all of them are masters who are one in a million!"

Qi Qianqian was choked with anger.

The first time I heard it, was it an honor to be killed?

Are these people crazy?

What kind of fallacies is this?

Thinking that he would marry a madman like them in the future, Qi Qianqian felt even more headache.

"I agree to marry your son. You guys let Song Fan go!"

Yang Ju smiled and said: "If you don't agree, you have to marry our son! Because you are a woman who was named and chosen by our son! This is also your honor!"

Qi Qianqian said: "You don't let go of Song Fan today, after I marry that son, the first thing I will do is to let him kill you all!"

Qi Qianqian's words of coercion did not have any effect.

Instead, Yang Ju provoked them and laughed.

"Miss Qi, I'm afraid you don't have this kind of opportunity. Yang Ju sneered, "Do you think you're a wife?

"The young son under the Sword Immortal Sect, what kind of dragon and phoenix is among the people, how can an ordinary woman like you be matched?"

"My son-in-law, it's just to use you as a sword tripod! In the future, you will just be a utensil, where do you have any qualifications to speak?"

Hearing this, Qi Qianqian was like being struck by lightning.

Sword Ding?

I don't know what the hell it is.

But Qi Qianqian instinctively realized that it was definitely not something to do.

It's even better to live than to die!

That's when —

"Senior Brother Yang, there's a black jeep driving this way. It should be that kid surnamed Song has arrived!"

Yang Ju's expression changed, and his face was gloomy.

"Just in time!"

"Fellow disciples, get ready!"

"We—please enter the urn!"