Wanza said to Wei Xingchao with helpless expression on her face: "Master, if we were asked to design the assassination of a person in the Xuanming Sword Sect, it would be simple. This professional match, but now, the movement in the Xuanming Sword Sect has become a big deal."

"The internal defense is even more than many times more than before. It is not what we are good at trying to save people inside."

Wei Xing snorted coldly: "If you kill someone, you won't be able to save someone? After all, you still don't want to save that child."

Wanza hesitated for a moment and said, "That's right, Master, because there is no need. Even if the kid has a good talent and has reached a first-class Taoist priest at a young age, he is only a first-class Taoist priest."

"What's more, he is a disciple of the Cangjian Sect. Is it cost-effective to use our masters from Hongye Valley to risk saving him?"

Listening to the miscellaneous words, Wei Xingchao sighed slightly in his heart.

Although Wanza still maintained respect for himself, Wanza has indeed changed some changes in the past two years since he disappeared.

At the very least, if it were in the past, no matter what request I made, Wanza would definitely agree and would never refute it like the present.

Wei Xingchao sighed slightly. Although he wanted to save Lin Fan, making such a request at this time was not just about saving Lin Fan.

I am still testing Wanza's attitude towards himself.

After temptation, Wanzao has indeed changed.

Of course, such changes will occur, Wei Xingchao also understood that Wanza could find ways to save himself, which was considered as his respect for his teachers and respect for the Tao.

"I understand." Wei Xingchao closed his eyes slightly: "Then let it be."

Seeing Wei Xingchao compromise, Wan Za also breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Master, let's rest here for a night. You are too weak and cannot be too tired."

"No need, just take me back to Hongye Valley." Wei Xing shook his head slightly, but smiled bitterly: "If Lin Fan could come out of the Xuanming Sword Sect alive, I would be considered a favor for him."

Listening to Wei Xingchao's words, Wanza's face was also a little hot, but he did not retreat at all.

...

On the mountain behind Xuanming Sword Sect, the cliff here is extremely steep. If you are not careful, you may fall down and you may be crushed to pieces.

At this time, Lin Fan climbed on this cliff.

Lin Fan couldn't help but look at the cliff below. Even though he was not afraid of heights, he felt dizzy.

"Damn, who did I provoke whom?" Lin Fan cursed: "Everyone wants to cheat me."

After scolding, Lin Fan sighed, "There is no choice but to make him weak, everyone feels that he is easy to bully."

After he finished thinking, he continued to grit his teeth and climb the cliff.

When he escaped, he had to escape to the cliff behind Xuanming Sword Sect.

After more than an hour, Lin Fan almost fell down several times.

Finally, he climbed to the top of the cliff.

He sat on the lawn on the ground and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead.

Around the Xuanming Sword Sect are all surrounded by Liao Wuren's deserted mountains. Lin Fan looked at the mountain gate of the Xuanming Sword Sect below, and the flames were gradually controlled.

He took out the lighter and couldn't help but lit a cigarette. He was about to smoke, but suddenly, he heard the footsteps of a group of people coming from the woods not far behind him.

"Grass, I've climbed the cliff, can I find me?"

Lin Fan cursed in his heart, thinking that if he really wanted to arrest him like this, he would admit it.

But soon, he heard the footsteps not coming for him.

The mountains around the Xuanming Sword Sect are extremely steep and difficult to get up. Otherwise, the Xuanming Sword Sect would not have chosen this place as the place for the Lishan Gate.

How could anyone be here?

And it wasn't for myself.

Lin Fan was curious, so he got into the woods and sneaked in the direction of the dense footsteps.

He followed him and saw it, but was shocked.

At this time, there were more than twenty disciples of the Xuanming Sword Sect escorting five people on a path of intestinal sacredness.

These five people are Rong Yunhe, the head of Cangjian Sect.

Ouyang Cheng, the master of the Tibetan Sword Valley.

Tan Yue, the palace master of Jianyou Palace.

Gao Yiling, the head of the Lieyang Sword Sect, and Cheng Xinyue, the head of the Xingyue Sword Sect.

Lin Fan's face changed slightly, and he didn't expect that he would meet these five people here.

Especially his master, Rong Yunhe.

Although Rong Yunhe was not at the beginning, he was considered a graceful Rong Yunhe. In just a few days, he lost weight and looked extremely miserable.

"Master." Lin Fan clenched his fists in secret and took a deep breath.

What a pity, if the Hunyuan Dan Lei was still in hand, he could still try to save people.

But now, the Hunyuan Dan Lei is gone, and his strength is all his strength, and he may be able to fight against people from the second-grade Taoist priest realm.

It is difficult for Lin Fan to deal with the third-grade Taoist priest.

Under such circumstances, he had no way to save people from so many disciples of the Xuanming Sword Sect.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, and was not in a hurry, and secretly followed.

He was also quite puzzled that there was a path in the wilderness.

And this small path of intestine was obviously built manually.

Lin Fan followed these disciples of the Xuanming Sword Sect and walked for about twenty minutes, and the doubts in his heart were resolved.

There is actually a huge manor in this wilderness.

This manor has a wall of four meters high, so it is impossible to see the situation inside. There are many disciples of the Xuanming Sword Sect patroling around the manor and guarding the situation.

Lin Fan watched these people escort the heads of the Five Sects into the manor, and the iron gate of the manor closed with a bang.

Lin Fan hid behind a tree.

"There is such a secret manor behind the Xuanming Sword Sect." Lin Fan showed curiosity in his heart. Of course, he wanted to rescue Rong Yunhe from here.

However, it was hard to figure out what the situation was in this manor, and the patrol disciples were at least from the Taoist priesthood, and all three of them patrolled a team.

It's hard to find an opportunity to get in.

Seeing this for a while, Lin Fan couldn't find a chance to sneak in, so he began to observe around the manor.

However, he found that there was a back door behind the manor. From time to time, disciples of the Xuanming Sword Sect would enter and exit through the back door.

Lin Fan has been hiding in the woods, waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, a disciple of the Xuanming Sword Sect came out and walked into the woods as if he was anxious to pee.

He came to the woods, and Lin Fan, who was about to pee, was hiding in the dark, suddenly made a move and slashed the back of his head with a sharp knife.
Chapter completed!