Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 210

Everyone's attention, Qi Qi looked down the direction of the mountain.

At this moment, the three female disciples of the Xingyue Sword Sect came down from the mountain.

The head of the Xingyue Sword Sect, Cheng Xinyue, frowned slightly, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How's it going?"

"Report to Master, we searched the mountain several times this time, but did not meet any disciples from other sects, and finally brought back our sect's token!" A disciple said respectfully.

In fact, the three of them found a hidden place and hid carefully for three days. Seeing that the time was up, they sneaked down the mountain.

Of course, with so many people in such a large crowd, it was impossible for the three of them to say that they had been hiding for three days.

After hearing what the three of them said, Cheng Xinyue said, "It's a pity that I didn't get the token."

"The disciple is guilty!"

The three female disciples knelt down together with shame on their faces.

Although Cheng Xinyue had a cold look on her face, she was not to mention very happy in her heart. It was considered good that the token was not taken away.

For the other five families, someone must have their tokens taken away, as long as they don't back it up, it's not shameful.

Cheng Xinyue: "Get up, hum, I failed to win the token, I will teach you guys a lesson when I go back!"

"Yes."

The three female disciples nodded and returned behind Cheng Xinyue.

When the three of them passed by Xinyue's side, Cheng Xinyue couldn't help praising carefully: "Good job!"

All three female disciples had smiles on their faces.

At this time, three more people went down the mountain.

But it was Zhou Qing and the others from Jianyou Palace.

Speaking of that day, Zhou Qing was robbed of the token by Xia Houjian, and ransacked by Lin Fan, but he did not go down the mountain.

How shameful to go down the mountain early in such a tragic situation.

So he discussed with the other two and decided to wait until the third day before going down the mountain.

"How is it?" Tan Yue looked at her son with concern.

"Mother." Zhou Qing sighed and said, "I met Xia Houjian! I fought hard with him, and even though I was defeated, I did my best.

"See you, Xiahou." Tan Yue sighed, shaking her head slightly, there was nothing she could do when she met Xiahou.

She couldn't blame her son either.

"Also." Zhou Qing paused, and then he glanced at the people around him: "When I went down the mountain, I happened to see that Brother Lin Fan didn't have a weapon in hand, so I lent him the snake-coiled sword for temporary use, and said to go down the mountain Give it to me later."

Zhou Qing said: "Master Rong, please remember to tell Lin Fan when the time comes."

The people around were quite surprised.

The snake-pan sword is a magic weapon.

Zhou Qing gave it to Lin Fan like this?

Tan Yue's face darkened. How could someone like her not be able to guess that behind Zhou Qing's words, there must be other reasons. It was a magic weapon, so how could it be so easy to lend it to others.

This can be regarded as Zhou Qing's real purpose of going down the mountain at this time. With so many people, even if Tan Yue is angry, she won't be too punished in front of so many people.

Tan Yue gritted her teeth and looked at Rong Yunhe: "Master Rong, the disciples under your sect are good, you can 'borrow' magic weapons, Lin Fan will return them immediately after he goes down the mountain!"

But Rong Yunhe laughed: "Here, those of us who are elders, don't meddle in matters between the younger generation."

Son of a bitch!

Tan Yue couldn't help cursing in her heart.

At this point, on the way down the mountain.

Lin Fan, Wu Qijun, and Ye Feng quickly descended the mountain. The Xuanming Sword Sect, Hidden Sword Valley, and Lieyang Sword Sect, a total of nine people, were chasing and killing the three of them.

Although these nine people have not fully recovered from their injuries, they are not something that Lin Fan and the others can deal with together.

"Quick! We're going down the mountain!"

The crowd below waited for a while, and the sky was getting dark, and no one came down yet, and they were impatient.

Suddenly, in the direction of going down the mountain, three figures rushed out.

But it was Lin Fan, Wu Qijun and Ye Feng!

A smile appeared on Rong Yunhe's face, just as he was about to say hello, nine people followed behind him.

"Lin Fan, stop!" Xia Houjian shouted with red eyes.

"presumptuous!"

Rong Yunhe saw that these nine people were still about to make a move, so he waved his hand!A gust of palm directly repelled the nine people.

He is a strong man in the realm of real people, and with a palm wind, he blows the nine people back.

Su Qianjue, Gao Yiling, and Ouyang Cheng frowned, but said nothing.

After all, Rong Yunhe just stopped the nine of them with his palm wind, and did not hurt anyone.

"The match is over, what's the point of chasing and killing?" Su Qianjue scolded, and then he asked, "Disciple, how many tokens did you grab this time?"

"Master! All of our tokens were taken away by Lin Fan!" Xia Houjian shouted.

"Master! Our token was also taken away by Lin Fan!" Yao Lie shouted.

"Grandpa! Our token, also..." Ouyang Xiao was about to speak.

Ouyang Cheng scolded with a black face: "Shut up for me! What about playing with the repeater?"

Ouyang's laughing words were held back in a daze.

Rong Yunhe couldn't help swallowing his saliva, looked at Lin Fan in surprise, and then glanced at the members of the third team who wanted to tear Lin Fan apart.

Obediently, what did my apprentice do?

Stealing the tokens of the three teams?

The many disciples of the Xuanming Sword Sect are even more unbelievable.

They knew Xia Houjian's strength, among the younger generation, there were very few people who could match him.

It is even more impossible for Lin Fan to be Xia Houjian's opponent.

But now...

Could it be that Lin Fan is a hidden master who defeated three teams in a row by himself.

"You three, what are you doing?" Rong Yunhe couldn't help asking.

Lin Fan touched his nose, then took out five tokens: "Master, there are five tokens in total."

When Rong Yunhe saw it, his face became very serious in an instant. He glanced at the other five heads, and scolded: "The three of you are really useless, only five? Why are you short of one? When you go back tonight, all of them are worthless." Don't eat, give me a good reflection!"

This is pretending!

The heads of the other five sword sects wanted to kill Rong Yunhe.

In Rong Yunhe's heart at this moment, he could not wait to roar: Cool!

In the past, the Cang Sword Sect ranked fourth or fifth among the six major sword sects, so they never thought they would be able to get five tokens.

That's how cool it is!

Rong Yunhe felt that his whole body and his voice were several decibels louder.

He cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, this time the disciples accidentally took five tokens. I'm really sorry. Next time there is such an event, I will ask them to grab less tokens."

Afterwards, Rong Yunhe turned his head and pretended to be angry: "I said you too, there are so many people here, and if you come to participate, you can just grab four? Don't you want to lose face?"

With a dark face, Lin Fan whispered, "Master, you must be mocking them."

"Shut up for me, is it because you robbed the most, look back and see how I deal with you!" Rong Yunhe said, turned around, looked at the five heads with dark faces, turned around and left with his disciples.

"Hey, hello, stay awhile, five, listen to me teach these boys a lesson!" Rong Yunhe shouted hastily.

Lin Fan looked at Rong Yunhe's virtue, he was cheap, how did this guy become the head of the sect.

How to live for so many years is really a difficult problem.

(End of this chapter)