Chapter 850: Capture the Sword!

The so-called Jiuxiao refers to Qingxiao, Bixiao, Danxiao, Jingxiao, Yuxiao, Langxiao, Huoxiao, Zixiao, and Shenxiao.

When he was in the Dansheng Kingdom, Elder Zixiao, who was still in black, had mentioned this to him.

At that time, Lu Fan wrote it down carefully and dared not forget it.

And with the example of Elder Zixiao, Lu Fan always pays attention to the ring of Jiuxiaomen. And just now, Elder Suman was wearing such a one.

Although the traces of the word Qingxiao on it have faded away, Lu Fan still recognized it.

With this ring, it is certain that Elder Suman must have a deep connection with the Nine Heavens Sect.

Lu Fan also immediately remembered that when Elder Zixiao was chatting with him, in addition to mentioning his master's name, he also mentioned another person.

Suman!

That's right, it's her.

Continuing to think back, Lu Fan also remembered.

When he just worshiped Master Wu Chen as his teacher, a woman once came.

She spoke a few words with Master Wu Chen, and immediately the master closed the wine shop and hid in the west mountain.

This woman is also Elder Suman.

Lu Fan now finally understands why the master did this.

Anyone who met an old acquaintance who was in the Demon Sect came to visit, would have this reaction.

Thinking about it, Master Wu Chen's reaction was quite mild.

If it were him, it would be possible for him to run away from Wu Anguo.

Because this Elder Suman is someone who doesn't even pay much attention to the three major demon kings!

In other words, she may be a more terrifying existence than the Three Great Demon Kings.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Fan walked out with a mess of thoughts in his head.

When he walked to the stone gate, the stone gate began to close slowly.

Looking at the figures of the people in front of him, Lu Fan secretly put his left hand behind his back, and then a black shadow was thrown from his hand.

His movements were extremely subtle, and no one was staring at him.

Lu Fan continued to walk forward, and the stone door behind him was completely closed with a rumbling sound.

And inside the stone gate, King Qingtian, who was not dead yet, suddenly saw something rolling in front of him.

Immediately, King Qingtian's eyes widened.

Because what rolled in front of him was a shiny fruit.

"Dao Shengguo!"

King Qingtian was weakly surprised.

Just as he was speaking, a beam of light shot out from the fruit and landed directly on the cliff.

He suddenly looked towards the cliff beside him.

There was also a dagger stuck there, it was the demon-slaying dagger that Lu Fan had just thrown away.

The light wrapped around the dagger, and with a slight sound, the demon-slaying dagger fell down, and flew straight to the side of Dao Shengguo, in front of Lord Qingtian.

King Qingtian seemed to understand something suddenly, and suddenly smiled: "Good boy. Who are you!"

Looking at the dagger and fruit in front of him, Lord Qingtian took a deep breath and said, "Maybe there is a chance!"

Outside, Lu Fan had already left with the other demon cultivators.

Soon, he caught up with Nangong Xing.

Elder Suman had disappeared at this time, Lu Fan walked to Nangong Xing and said: "Your father will be fine for the time being, don't think too much."

Nangong Xing turned his head and looked at Lu Fan with complicated eyes: "You really wanted to kill my father just now?"

Lu Fan looked at him calmly and said, "I said I was faking it, do you believe it?"

Nangong Xing was slightly taken aback, he suddenly remembered what happened in the blood coagulation domain, Lu Fan at that time also pretended once.

After a while, Nangong Xing said, "I believe in you."

Lu Fan nodded and said: "Trust me, I left some things for your father, although I don't know if it will be useful, but maybe it can help him!"

Nangong Xing suddenly clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "These demon cultivators must die. Everyone, no one will be left behind!"

Lu Fan nodded and said, "That's right. But now is not the time. Brother Nangong, the overall situation is the most important thing!"

Nangong Xing nodded heavily.

. . . . . .

ten days later.

In the Grand Prince's Mansion, Lu Fan and Nangong Xing sat opposite each other and drank tea.

Nangong Xing put a command stone on the table, and said calmly: "It seems that I am now the deputy hall master of the fifteenth hall. I took this command stone yesterday and asked Fang Yu and the others to go back and recruit people. They actually led It can be seen that now my mansion is full of demon cultivators from the fifteen halls."

Lu Fan said: "Then the other fake princes must be similar. Is there anything else to discover?"

Nangong Xing shook his head and said: "No more. The secrecy measures of the demon cultivators are really good. Everyone can only complete their own tasks, and it is useless to ask other people's tasks. They will not tell you the details At most, they know what they are collecting, and they are constantly transporting people to Qingtian Kingdom."

"And what about these people? Where did they go?"

Lu Fan asked with a frown.

Nangong Xing shook his head and said, "I don't know. I guess we have to wait for the arrival of our group of people from Fifteen Halls to find out."

Lu Fan sighed, it seemed that the investigation of the matter was not so easy.

While the two were talking, there was a commotion outside.

Nangong Xing and Lu Fan turned their heads to look, and suddenly a woman walked in, followed by a group of servants from the Grand Prince's Mansion, but no one dared to stop her.

The woman didn't even look at Nangong Xing, and said directly, "Thirty-Three Hall, where is the night shadow?"

Lu Fan was slightly taken aback, not understanding what was going on.

Looking at the ordinary-looking woman in front of him, he still got up and said, "What's the matter?"

The woman said calmly: "Come with me, someone is looking for you."

Nangong Xing said: "Who are you, why do you want to go with you?"

The woman said: "You talk a lot of nonsense, let's go."

Nangong Xing's anger suddenly rose, and his face sank.

Lu Fan stopped Nangong Xing, looked at the woman carefully, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Nangong Xing pulled Lu Fan's lapel and said, "Brother Lu Fan? Are you really going?"

Seeing the worry on Nangong Xing's face, Lu Fan said, "Don't worry. I'll be fine."

After getting off the carriage, Lu Fan said to the woman, "Lead the way."

The woman didn't bother to look at Lu Fan any more, she turned around and left. The figure kept flashing, getting faster and faster.

That is to say, Lu Fan's cultivation base is so deep that she was not thrown off by her.

Lu Fan's figure also flickered, keeping a distance of about three steps from the woman.

Go through the palace wall and the courtyard, half an hour later.

Lu Fan was taken to a place he didn't know.

This place seems to be a royal training ground, with a huge courtyard, all built of basalt. There is an equally huge weapon rack at the end of the line of sight.

In the middle of the yard, there is a hut.

It's really small, it looks about the same size as the buildings in Wu'anguo.

Since Lu Fan came to Qingtian Kingdom, it was the first time he saw such a normal "building".

With a chuckle, Lu Fan followed the woman and ran towards the building.

After a few flashes, the two came to the front of the building.

The woman stopped in front of the door and said, "Go in."

Lu Fan glanced at it. The door of the room was wide open, and it was pitch-black inside. It didn't look like anything good.

The woman said: "What are you doing in a daze? Like an idiot, can't you hear me when I let you in?"

Lu Fan frowned and said, "What's inside? Girl, I don't seem to have offended you."

The woman said: "How do you know that you didn't offend me? What nonsense, hurry in."

Lu Fan didn't understand what was going on at all, even if he was a demon cultivator, it seemed impossible, so he would get angry for no reason.

Taking a step, Lu Fan still walked in.

As soon as you enter the door, the first thing you see is a huge altar!

There were hundreds of demon cultivators standing in the middle, all of them staring blankly.

And behind them, there is also a dark door.

Obviously, like Lu Fan, they were also called here. What they are here for, they probably don't know.

In the center of the altar stands a statue of a stone turtle.

The head is like a dragon, the tail is like a leopard, and the claws are like a tiger. There is also a long black sword stuck on the back.

Lu Fan didn't understand what was going on. At this moment, ten light curtains suddenly appeared around their heads.

The demonic energy gathered, and figures appeared from the light curtain, one after another, ten demon cultivators with different appearances but solemn faces appeared.

As soon as they appeared, the demon cultivators in the altar immediately bowed.

"Meet the elders!"

Lu Fan also saw Elder Suman in it.

There is no doubt that it was Elder Suman's intention that he came here.

What Lu Fan didn't understand was why?

Suddenly, in the light curtain, the voices of ten elders sounded at the same time, and they said in unison: "Bugs, show your strength, offer your blood, and fight for that powerful magic sword. It is the only one you have alive!" The hope of going on, the loser, will become the food of the virtual beast!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Fan saw that the stone under his feet suddenly turned transparent, and an extremely huge black shadow monster crashed into the transparent ground with a loud bang. Many magicians were shocked and backed away again and again!

Cracks immediately appeared on the ground under his feet, and now the ground could not last long under the attack of monsters.

The ten light curtains disappeared in an instant, and there was no trace behind the dark door.

All the demon cultivators present looked at this scene in astonishment, and immediately turned their eyes to the magic sword in the middle of the altar!

Lu Fan's eyes narrowed.

At this time, on the other side.

In the darkness, ten figures stood proudly, all smiling and looking at the scene under their feet.

An old man with a beard smiled: "This is interesting. Elders, how many do you think can survive?"

A half-faced human next to him said: "It is estimated that none of them will survive."

The other elders laughed and seemed to agree with what the half-faced man said.

Only Elder Suman said calmly: "There is a boy who will not die."

The other elders immediately looked at Elder Suman, and the old man with the beard said: "It seems that Elder Suman is very confident in the person he selected this time!"

The half-faced man sneered and said, "In the past dozens of times, which time did she lose confidence?"

Elder Suman smiled slightly, and said no more.

Her eyes fell on Lu Fan, and her lips moved slightly: "Disciple of Wu Chen, let me see how strong you are."