Xuan Ying Sword Sect, in the ring, the sword conference is going on in an orderly manner.

Rong Yunhe's face was calm, and the third round of the Sword Conference was also based on the performance of his disciples.

The Lord is on guard.

In terms of rules, it's pretty much the same as the first round.

The only difference is that mana is allowed.

At this time, halfway through the game, Wu Qijun had already played, but he was soon challenged to be defeated.

Rong Yunhe's face was very ugly, in terms of strength, Wu Qijun could only rank among these disciples of the six major sword sects.

It is impossible to compete for a good ranking for the Cangjian Sect.

And Ye Feng, after all, only has the strength of a seventh-grade layman.

"Hey." Min Yangbo sighed, originally thinking that this time in the Sword Conference, it was possible for their Cangjian Sect to obtain the forbidden land of the Sword Domain.

But Lin Fan's sudden disappearance is probably difficult.

Rong Yunhe clenched his fists and looked at Su Qianjue, who was sitting on a chair not far away.

"It's really not good, I'll go to the old man to ask for someone, Lin Fan's sudden disappearance must have something to do with him." Rong Yunhe said in a deep voice.

He was very unwilling!

Min Yangbo, who was on the side, hurriedly persuaded: "Master, calm down, even if Lin Fan's disappearance is really related to Su Qianjue, if you look for it like this, will he admit it?" ”

Rong Yunhe: "Then do you just ignore it?" ”

Su Qianjue felt Rong Yunhe's gaze, and he glanced at Rong Yunhe contemptuously.

Su Zhihe smiled quietly: "Master, this time the Sword Conference, we are basically nine out of ten." ”

"Hmm." Su Qianjue nodded lightly.

Imprisoned Lin Fan in the dungeon, on the one hand, because of Su Qing, he didn't want to see his daughter repeat the same mistakes as her mother.

On the other hand, he was afraid that Lin Fan would defeat Xiahou Jian.

Xiahou saw that he was a second-grade Dao leader, and his strength was high.

But Su Qianjue felt that Lin Fan, this kid, was full of variables, and the forbidden land of the Sword Domain was extremely important to his Xuanying Sword Sect.

He could not tolerate such variables.

He wants to strangle all these variables in the cradle.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a slight shaking of the ground.

Su Qianjue frowned: "What's the matter?" ”

He felt that there was a fluctuation of energy beneath the ground, and this fluctuation was not low.

Su Zhihe's face beside him changed: "It seems to be a movement from the dungeon." ”

"Show me!" Su Qianjue frowned.

The heads of several other sects, as well as some masters, also noticed some strange movements on the ground.

At this time, the damp dungeon, the iron fence that originally held Lin Fan, was directly blown up by the power of the Mixed Yuan Danlei.

Bells.

Lin Fan endured the pain and pulled out the iron hook that had pierced him in the back.

Blood flowed from the lute bone in his back.

But then, he felt his mana recovering rapidly.

"Boy, let me out!"

"Let me out!"

"Take me with you!"

In the gloomy dungeon, those who were imprisoned roared loudly one by one.

Lin Fan's gaze was on Wei Xingchao.

"Go away and do as I say." Wei Xingchao said: "If you rescue me, I will be grateful!" ”

"If you don't leave with me at this time, aren't you afraid that after I leave, I won't go to Red Leaf Valley to inform the person named Wanza to save you?" Lin Fan said.

Wei Xingchao said: "Since you can be imprisoned here, you must be a person who has a great enmity with Su Qian, but your kid has low strength, and if you want to take revenge, you have to use external forces, and I am your best external force!" ”

After listening to Wei Xingchao's words, Lin Fan stopped chattering and quickly fled outside the dungeon.

The third round of the sword conference is still going on.

Su Qianjue was a little uneasy in his heart, afraid that there would be some variables, so he directly gave Xia Hou a look.

Then Xiahou saw that he came to the stage and defeated the person who was originally guarding the ring.

"See you Xiahou."

The faces of the people in the five major sword sects were all difficult to look at.

Xiahou saw the strength, just these disciples under the Five Great Sword Sects, it was too difficult to defeat him.

Xia Hou saw that he was holding a sharp long sword, and looked at the disciples of the five major sword sects below: "I wonder if there are any brothers who have come up to give advice?" ”

At this time, Xia Hou saw that his waist straightened, and his eyes were full of pride.

Of course, Xiahou naturally has proud capital.

At this time, no one came to the stage to challenge.

Challenging Xiahou Jian's fate is tantamount to failure.

The disciples of the Five Great Sword Sects, no one wants to be embarrassed on stage.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no one on the stage, and the referee spoke: "Disciples of the Five Great Sword Sects, if there are no more disciples on the stage to challenge, then I will declare Xiahou victorious." ”

Xia Hou saw a smug look on his face.

Although there was an accident in the second round, the Cangjian faction won the first place.

But at this time, he is the first!

He looked at the place where the Cangjian Sect was, but there was no trace of Lin Fan.

He sneered and said, "Lin Fan, could it be that he was afraid of me and didn't dare to come?" ”

"This son of a bitch." Ye Feng couldn't help but curse, clenched his fists, and wanted to go on stage.

"I'm here."

Suddenly, in the crowd, Lin Fan walked out, and his back was still covered with blood stains.

"What."

Su Qianjue's face changed, he couldn't believe it, and looked at Lin Fan who came out.

He muttered in a low voice, "How is it possible, how can he escape from the dungeon of my Xuanying Sword Sect?" ”

You must know that the people in the dungeon of the Xuanying Sword Sect are all strong and powerful, and all of them have extraordinary backgrounds.

For years, those people had not been able to escape from the dungeon.

Why did Lin Fan escape from there.

Su Qianjue's face was gloomy.

When Xia Hou saw Lin Fan appear, he was not afraid at all, but said: "I thought you were a turtle with a shrunken head and didn't dare to appear, but I didn't expect you to be a little braver than I imagined." ”

His face was full of mockery.

Rong Yunhe looked at Lin Fan who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Lin Fan snorted coldly and slowly walked into the ring.

Su Qianjue's eyes were calm, he took a deep breath, and secretly said in his heart, he couldn't be in a hurry, Lin Fan couldn't be Xiahou's opponent.

There is no need to worry yourself.

He comforted himself.

Of course, despite this self-comfort, it is impossible for him to really feel at ease.

After Lin Fan stepped into the ring, he stood opposite Xiahou.

"Where's your weapon?" Xiahou asked.

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders: "No sword is better than a sword." ”

"Rampant." Xiahou saw that he looked at Lin Fan coldly.

He recalled the scene when he was coerced by Lin Fan on the mountain in the second round, and the anger in his heart was even stronger.

When did he Xiahou see being threatened like this?

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to break Lin Fan's body into pieces.

When Xiahou saw the sword in his hand, revealing a sharp cold glow, he said: "Lin Fan, I'm afraid you don't know the rules of this third round, I'll tell you!" Life or death, if you don't surrender, I'll kill you!" ”