The night before the tournament happened to be Kenshin Castle's traditional festival, the Frost Festival.

A child with a jacquard lamp, a fire-breathing vaudeville, a masked troubadour...... The streets of the whole city are crowded with people, bustling and noisy.

It may be true that it is said that "Kenshin Castle's Frostivus Festival represents a rebirth", and almost all the residents of Kenshin Castle gathered together to enjoy the festival. Tonight the city is filled with joy, leaving no room for pessimism, and if you are sad on the side of the street, someone will immediately come out of the tavern and take you for a drink.

Jian Eleven stood and looked out the window, his pupils reflecting the festive fireworks, the sparks lighting up and the night fading.

He suddenly spoke: "Is Haotian Sect here?"

"Sword Master, Haotian Sect is here. ”

"Very good, is that Su Fan here?"

Steward Liu Quan shook his head and said, "The old slave has specially noticed that the name Su Fan was not seen on the personnel registration of Haotian Sect. ”

Jian Eleven didn't speak, frowning.

"Sword Master, why are you paying so much attention to this Su Fan, is he really as powerful as the legend?"

Jian Eleven said lightly: "It's nothing...... How's that Xiao organization?"

"Returning to the sword master, it has disappeared. ”

......

Outside the window, on the rooftop, two men in black cloaks stood silently, fireworks exploding above them, like two owls lying on the eaves.

"Brother Luo Yin, tonight is the Frost Festival, do you have to do it tonight?"

"I've lost the auditions, and this is the last chance to turn positive, and I don't want to miss it. ”

Since Luo Yin was defeated by Shen Yuan, he did not go back to the rest place of the Shenyin Church, because they would not accept the loser.

Now he must take the plunge and capture alive a target in the Revelation Book of the Hidden Church.

Because this is another way to turn positive.

"The Apocalypse gives us so little information, we don't even know what the target looks like, is it really okay?" his partner, Qianhu Cheng, looked worried.

"Don't worry, there should be something to gain tonight, the mission book says that he is blindfolded with a black cloth, which should be more conspicuous. Luo Yin seemed to be breeze, but in fact, the mandala flower in his eyes had already been spinning rapidly.

Luo Yin, a trainee night watchman of the Shenyin Church, is at the peak of the Tribulation.

Qianhu Cheng is also a trainee night watchman of the Shenyin Church, and he is at the peak of the Tribulation.

The peak of the Tribulation can only be regarded as a third-rate at most in the Shenyin Church, but Luo Yin and Qianhu Cheng have obtained internship qualifications because of their special abilities.

"It's out!"

Gu Lin, who was walking on the street, didn't know that he had become a prey, and before he could notice the abnormality, he had already been put into a bag.

Walk!

Luo Yin picked him up and ran, and Qianhu Cheng followed him closely.

The two ran into a restaurant, did not stop in the hall, and went straight upstairs.

However, this scene was all seen by one person - Shen Yuan.

Originally, he was also shopping, and he ran into Gu Lin by chance, and was about to go up to say hello, but he was squeezed away by the strong man next to him, and when he came back to his senses, Gu Lin was gone.

Then he saw two men running one after the other, the one running in front of them carrying a bag.

"Robbing people on the street?" Shen Yuan secretly said badly, and quietly followed.

In the restaurant, Shen Yuan went upstairs cautiously, but the dusty wooden ladder still made a "creaking" sound.

Walking around the corner, he found a painting hanging on the wall.

Rao is not a person who knows how to draw, and he also paid a little attention to it, the picture depicts a man standing with a sword pointing to the sky, and the tip of the sword lightning goes straight to the sky.

But he didn't have the heart to look closely, and he continued to walk up.

Something strange happened, on the corner of the upper floor, there was an identical painting.

Well?

Shen Yuan realized that things might not be so simple, and he had a faint bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, when he reached the third floor, the painting reappeared.

The hunch grew stronger, so he reached out of the handrail and looked up.

I saw that there was an identical self on each layer above, looking upward, as if standing in the middle of two symmetrical mirrors.

It's not good, it's an illusion!

"Boom!"

The entire stairwell flipped in an instant, and the original floor was overhead, and Shen Yuan fell heavily on the ceiling.

Hit the trick!

He was a little panicked, in the illusion, all his advantages would no longer exist, and the caster was hiding in a corner of the stairs waiting to kill him, right?

He ran down frantically, but found that he couldn't get out, and there were more and more footprints on the wooden ladder, and the painting flashed in front of him countless times.

The whole space turned gray, and the warm liquid dripped on the back of Shen Yuan's hand, and Shen Yuan looked up, large red water droplets seeped out of the floor slab, dripping like rain.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Shen Yuan suddenly remembered, isn't this exactly the same as Luo Yin's illusion in the morning?

With a soft call in his head, the green shirt came out in response, and the sword body slowly emitted a blue light, enveloping him.

Shen Yuan gently stroked the hilt of the knife, lowered his head, and listened to the murmuring of water, the bright red liquid flowing through the soles of his shoes, surging downstairs.

In the painting on the wall behind him, the upside-down figure slowly walked out of the frame, it was Luo Yin, holding a sharp long sword in his hand.

He silently approached the Sinking Plains and stabbed him hard at the heart.

"Ding ——"

The blue light shield blocked the fatal blow, and Luo Yin was taken aback and quickly retreated, trying to hide in the portrait.

But Shen Yuan reacted faster, and the moment he was attacked, he turned around and swung his sword, so fast that it tore through the air, and countless water droplets were broken by the blade.

"Bang ——"

In order to dodge the sword, Luo Yin slammed into the wall.

Shen Yuan took advantage of the situation and stabbed a sword.

"——"

The long sword ran through Luo Yin's shoulder intact and plunged into the plank behind him.

His entire body was pinned to the wall.

"I guessed it was you. Shen Yuan said coldly.

Luo Yin slowly raised his head and saw its owner along the body of the sword: "Why are you again?

"Didn't you know when you were playing with me in the morning? Shura Dao, from the Xiao Organization. ”

Luo Yin was about to ask what Qingguang was, but was stopped by Shen Yuan:

"You figure it out! Now it's time for me to ask you questions!"

Shen Yuan stared at him viciously and said, "What are you kidnapping Gu Lin for? Where is he now? Who is that person with you?"

Luo Yin didn't answer his question, but instead showed a weird smile: "You'll never see him again." ”

After that, it exploded directly, turning into a sky of blood and water, merging with the surrounding environment.

......

"Poof——"

In a room in the restaurant, Luo Yin suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Brother Luo Yin, what's wrong with you?" Qianhu Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Luo Yin said with a vague breath: "The illusion has been broken, go quickly, that person has come to the door!"

Qianhu Cheng decisively got up and cast a spell, and a void tunnel appeared out of thin air in the air in front of him.

The door to the "Knock ——" room was smashed open, and the tunnel closed exactly the second before, leaving only a distorted spatial turbulence.

Shen Yuan stood at the door panting, with a look of chagrin:

"!"

......

In another restaurant, Su Fan was enjoying the massage service given to him by the big dog.

The big dog pinched Su Fan's shoulder and asked, "How does Uncle Shi feel?"

"You let go, don't be afraid, your uncle is hard. ”

"Okay!"

“......”

After a while, the big dog spoke again: "Uncle Shi, do you know the ten major forces in the new world?"

Su Fan was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

Xiaoxizhuang likes to engage in these false names, and he is not interested in it at all.

The big dog suddenly said proudly, as if he had discovered a new world, "Finally, there is something you don't know! ”

He went to move a small stool and sat in front of Su Fan, and said like a few family treasures: "If you want to talk about these ten major forces, the one with the greatest momentum at present is the Nine Sword Immortal Sect that held this conference, followed by the Haotian Sect and the Yaochi Holy Land of the original cultivation realm, there has been a lot of news about them in recent months, especially the Immortal Su Fan......"

"Then there are the two old forces in the original Hualong realm, Qingshuang Guan and Sanyaomen, these two sects are majoring in magic, and the masters of the temple are Sanshi San and Watermelon Dao people...... respectively."

"There is also the original Ten Thousand Buddhas Compassion Mountain and the Hunting God Guild of the Hundred Veins Realm, the former practices Buddhism and is the presiding Buddha, and the latter advocates the law of the jungle, a natural hunter, and the leader is Sano II......"

"In the end, the remaining two are the original Western Fantasy Realm, which are the Dark Lair and the Hidden Church. ”

Su Fan listened to it with relish like a story, but the big dog suddenly stopped talking.

Su Fan asked suspiciously, "And then?"

The big dog asked rhetorically, "And then what?"

"These are the nine major forces, and what about the other one?"

The big dog realized that he had indeed said one less just now.

Which one is it? He was lost in thought.

"That's right!" After a while, he suddenly remembered: "Uncle Shi, if you don't say it, I forgot, there is also a Yuqing Xiaoyao Sect, but not long ago it was destroyed by the Haotian Sect's Immortal Su Fan, and I heard that the sect master Bai Lingxiao was still being held in the sect to farm." ”

"Then Su Fan is so powerful!"

Su Fan pretended to be surprised, but secretly thought in his heart that these ten major forces were like this, and he thought it was so powerful.

The big dog continued: "Who said it wasn't, but it was expected, after all, there is also a difference between the Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals, like Bai Lingxiao's half-hanging, any Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal can hang and beat him." ”

His words are easy to understand, just like a test paper, some people get a full score because their own strength is enough, and some people rely on a full score because there are only so many full scores.

But Su Fan didn't understand what he meant, and asked, "What do you mean by a half-hanger?" Does it mean that he is not worthy of being a real Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal?"

"Isn't it, in my heart, the only real powerhouses are Sword Eleven, the Buddha Lord, the Pope of the Divine Hidden Church, and Su Fan of Haotian Sect. The big dog suddenly said proudly: "This will be the New World Martial Arts Conference, and the opportunity to see the four idols with your own eyes makes people's blood run high just thinking about it!"

"There's no chance. Su Fan shook his hand and said, "Su Fan from Haotian Sect didn't come. ”

The big dog wilted like a deflated ball in an instant.

"No, Uncle Shi, why didn't he come. ”