When Xia Hou saw that he was looked at by Lin Fan's eyes, he suddenly sighed in his heart.

Obediently, this guy shouldn't really dare to kill himself, right?

"Xiahou, you really don't give me a token?" Lin Fan asked with a smile on his face.

With so many people present, how could Xia Hou see that he was the strongest among the six major sword sects, among the younger generation of disciples!

Confess to people like Lin Fan.

Xia Hou saw that he was Su Qianjue's personal disciple, and Lin Fan definitely didn't dare to touch himself!

That's right!

Absolutely not!

Thinking of this, he plucked up his courage and looked at Lin Fan indifferently: "Lin Fan, if you dare to do something to me, don't talk nonsense." ”

He pointed to his chest: "Here, if you have the ability, you can stab it in with a sword, the white knife will come in, and the red knife will come out, try it." ”

As soon as Lin Fan heard this, he held the snake plate sword in his hand, and strode towards Xiahou Jian.

Seeing the beginning, Xiahou's face was indifferent, watching Lin Fan get closer and closer, and the killing intent on Lin Fan's body was a real existence.

In his heart, he couldn't help but retreat.

Xu Qiang on the side couldn't help but say: "Senior Brother Xiahou, Lin Fan and Miss Su Qing had a relationship, a few days ago, the head of the family wanted to marry Miss Su Qing to you, I'm afraid, this Lin Fan really killed you." ”

Xia Hou couldn't help but scold in his heart, didn't Lao Tzu have long eyes, and couldn't see that Lin Fan had murderous intentions towards him?

But now that the words are out, what can he do?

He can only hold on.

He didn't know whether it was self-comfort or what, and said to Xu Qiang on the side: "You, don't worry, I am the personal disciple of the head of the sect, this, this guy doesn't dare to kill me, he can't afford such a big responsibility." ”

"Yes, he wouldn't dare kill me."

Xiahou Jian took a deep breath.

As Lin Fan got closer and closer, Xiahou saw that his heart was beating faster.

Lin Fan finally came to Xiahou and said with a smile: "Token, do you want to give it?" ”

"I, a member of the Xuanying Sword Sect, have never bowed my head to others." Xiahou saw it and said, "Lin Fan, kill me, can you afford my master's wrath?" ”

Speaking of this, Xiahou saw that he pointed to his chest: "Come, poke it and try it." ”

"Yes, okay." Lin Fan raised his hand and stabbed at Xiahou with a sword.

Grass, this bastard is really poked! Xia Hou saw the cold sweat behind him and swished: "I admit defeat!" Throw in the towel! There are rules! If you admit defeat, you are not allowed to kill. ”

Seeing this, Xiahou hurriedly took a step back, he was already seriously injured, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The fall hurt excitely.

Lin Fan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, then he put away the snake plate sword and said, "Where is the token?" ”

Lin Fan also had some secret regrets in his heart.

He also wanted this guy to continue to be tougher and take the opportunity to kill him with a sword.

But now that he admits defeat, he can't do it.

Unless he kills everyone present except Ye Feng.

Otherwise, one of them escaped and the news that he killed Xiahou Jian came back.

I'm afraid that Su Qianjue will do everything possible to kill him for revenge.

It's not cost-effective.

Seeing that he was panting, Xia Hou looked at Lin Fan in disbelief, and couldn't help but think in his heart, this kid is really crazy.

Really ready to kill him.

It's insane!

There's no way, Lin Fan is really ready to kill him, does he dare to keep the token?

He handed over the token of the Xuanying Sword Sect and the Sword Tour Palace token that Zhou Qing had snatched in his hand.

After Lin Fan took the token, he turned around and walked towards Yao Lie and Ouyang Xiao.

These two buddies saw with their own eyes just now, Lin Fan was really ready to kill Xiahou Jian!

The two of them didn't think their lives were too long.

They obediently admitted defeat and handed over the token in their hands.

In this way, in addition to the token of the Star Moon Sword Sect.

The Xuanying Sword Sect, the Sword You Palace, the Hidden Sword Valley, the Burning Sun Sword Sect, plus their own tokens of the Cangjian Sect.

A total of five tokens are in hand!

"Thank you, there is still one day to go down the mountain, if anyone can heal their injuries, they are welcome to come to me for revenge."

Lin Fan said with a smile on his face, and then left with Ye Feng.

Leaving nine people in place, not to mention how depressed they were.

Lin Fan and Ye Feng left and hurriedly rushed to the direction where the cave was located.

Lin Fan was happy in his heart, he and Ye Feng's luck, to be honest, should go and buy a lottery.

Originally, they wanted to snatch back their Cangjian Sect's tokens, but they didn't expect that the five tokens would be in hand this time, as long as they had the rest of the time to hide.

When the two returned to the damp cave, Wu Qijun was healing his wounds cross-legged.

Seeing the two of them coming in, he hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Ye, have you snatched back the token?" ”

Although he asked so, Wu Qijun actually didn't have much hope in his heart.

After all, the three Yao Lie who snatched his token were all cultivators of the First Rank Dao Master.

As far as Lin Fan and Ye Feng joined forces, they were not Yao Lie's opponents at all.

Unexpectedly, five tokens appeared in Lin Fan's hand: "Senior Brother Wu, take a look." ”

When Wu Qijun saw the five tokens, he couldn't care about the injuries on his body for a while, and struggled to stand up.

His face was full of shock: "This, this ......"

Wu Qijun was a little speechless, and he suddenly slapped himself.

There was a crunch sound.

"It's not a dream." Wu Qijun came back to his senses.

This time it was really bad.

Lin Fan and Ye Feng felt pain just by looking at it.

"Hahaha!" Wu Qijun couldn't help laughing: "We don't have the hope of being in charge, we can get five tokens, this time, the two junior brothers have made meritorious contributions!" ”

……

The sword conference, three days, passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the evening of the third day.

The heads of the six major sword sects, as well as many elders and disciples of the Xuanying Sword Sect, all came to the intersection of the mountain to see the final result.

The disciples kept discussing.

"You say, how many can our Xuanying Sword Sect rank this time?"

The disciple who asked this sentence was instantly looked at with disdain by the other disciples around him: "You are quite naïve to ask, Senior Brother Xiahou's strength crushes the audience." ”

"That's right, the first must be from our Xuanying Sword Sect!"

"You said, which teams avoided our Senior Brother Xiahou."

The crowd discussed.

The six heads, except for Su Qianjue, all five of them had contemplative expressions on their faces.

"Boss, this time Xiahou will see that he will win the first place again, and Qing'er marrying him is also an ironclad thing." Su Zhihe on the side said with a smile.

Su Qianjue nodded slowly: "Well, win the Sword Conference and marry Qing'er to him, but it won't be a loss, cultivate more, and maybe you will be able to take over my class in the future." ”

The other leaders are worried.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted: "Someone is coming down, look, someone is coming down the mountain!" ”

On the way down the mountain, three figures appeared.