Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 239 Rescue Wei Xingchao

These more than 20 Hunyuan Danlei in the Transformation Realm burst into dazzling white light in the midair.

"Grass!"

With Su Qianjue's status, she couldn't help but swear, then turned around and fled.

Others needless to say.

If these Primordial Pill Thunder are thrown out alone, they may not be afraid of each of them.

After all, the highest is the full-strength blow of the seventh-rank metamorphic monster.

These high-ranking members of the Xuanming Sword Sect, plus the elders of the four Sword Sects, were basically all six or seven rank Taoist priests.

Su Qianjue is even more powerful in the real world.

But the addition of these demon pills is not just an algorithm like one plus one equals two.

Everyone escaped from the yard together.

Lin Fan didn't intend to seek death.

At this time, these demon pills are just bursting out with an incomparably strong light.

But Lin Fan didn't intend to detonate them.

I am living a good life, why should I die with Su Qianjue.

Su Qianjue and others escaped from the courtyard, but the white light inside became more and more intense.

But there was no sound of explosion.

"not good!"

Su Qianjue's face changed, and when he ran into the yard, the Hunyuan Danlei on the ground were just blooming white light.

Lin Fan didn't actually detonate these Hunyuan Danlei, but just used a little way to make them bloom white light.

And in the courtyard, how could there be any shadow of Lin Fan?

Su Qianjue stood on the spot, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth.

"Master." Su Zhihe on the side whispered, "Lin Fan has escaped."

"Do you think I have no eyes?" Su Qianjue looked at Su Zhihe coldly.

Su Zhihe lowered his head, he could feel Su Qianjue's anger at this moment, he asked softly: "Then what should we do now?"

Su Qianjue turned his head and looked at the fire in the Xuanming Sword Sect, which seemed to be getting bigger. He gritted his teeth and said, "First order the disciples below to put out the fire!"

He hates it!

When did the Xuanming Sword Sect suffer such a loss?

A little kid with first-rank Taoist strength ran into the mountain gate, set a fire on it, and finally let him run away in a hurry.

What is this called!

Su Qianjue's fists were crackling.

At this time, Su Zhihe's phone rang suddenly, he picked up the phone, frowned, and then answered it.

Listening to the content on the phone, Su Zhihe's face instantly became bloodless and extremely pale.

"What's wrong?" Su Qianjue asked.

Su Zhihe seemed a little hesitant, and said hesitantly, "Master, master, no, it's fine."

"Just say something, what are you talking about?" Su Qianjue glared at him. Obviously, Su Zhihe's appearance made him quite dissatisfied.

Su Zhihe looked around and made sure that his voice would not be heard by the elders of the other four Sword Sects. Then he lowered his voice and said, "We just got the news that Wei Xingchao was rescued."

"What did you say!"

Hearing this, Su Qianjue trembled all over.

He imprisoned Wei Xingchao for two years and tortured him for two full years.

Wei Xingchao can control a huge assassination organization like Hongye Valley.

Su Qianjue stared intently at Su Zhihe's eyes: "Can you tell me again?"

Su Zhihe didn't dare to speak anymore, and lowered his head.

"Lin Fan!" Su Qianjue instantly realized that it was no accident that Lin Fan suddenly came back to set fire.

Su Qianjue shouted loudly: "Dig the ground three feet for me, and I will also find Lin Fan and tear his body into pieces!"

After speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

"Master."

"Master."

The senior officials of the Xuanming Sword Sect hurried over.

And the elders of the other four Sword Sects rushed over together, with 'concern' on their faces: "Is Master Su okay?"

"It's just a fire. Elder Su still needs to persuade the head of the sect to be more careful. Don't get angry because of this little thing."

The corners of Su Zhihe's eyes twitched. Naturally, these people should not know the truth.

He said with a dry smile: "Thank you for your concern. I will tell the four to stay here first. As for the matter of seeing the heads of the four sects, let's wait until our head Su wakes up."

……

Outside the Xuanming Sword Sect, in a forest.

Wei Xingchao lay weakly on Kuntong's back.

Kun Tong took Wei Xingchao and rushed towards the front of the forest at high speed.

And behind him, Ku Muchun and Peggy followed closely behind.

Even with Wei Xingchao, they were not slow at all.

They quickly rushed out of Xuanming Sword Sect's territory.

Here, there was already a car waiting for them early on.

The three of them hurried into the car with Wei Xingchao, and the car drove away.

The car drove to a villa in Jiangnan City in one breath.

They brought Wei Xingchao into the hall of the villa.

Wan Za waited in the hall early, seeing the three of them bring Wei Xingchao back, his face showed joy: "Master."

Wei Xingchao was as thin as a skeleton covered in a layer of skin. After sitting on the sofa, he gave Wanza a weak look and said, "You arranged the situation, save me?"

"En." Wan Za nodded, then saw the iron hook on Wei Xingchao's back, and said, "I'll take it out for you."

"Come on." Wei Xingchao nodded heavily.

Wan Za reached out and pulled out two iron hooks.

Wei Xingchao was sweating profusely from the pain. The two iron hooks had been pierced into his lute bone for two years, and even grew together with the flesh inside.

Kuntong, Peiqi, and Kumuchun next to him hurried forward to help Wei Xingchao stop the bleeding.

Panting heavily, Wei Xingchao asked, "What's going on? How did you save me?"

"It's a man named Lin Fan..." Wan Za told the story in detail at this time.

After listening to Wanza's words, Wei Xingchao's expression was quite ugly, he glared at Wanza: "In other words, in order to save me, you sold that kid named Lin Fan?"

Wan Za nodded: "That's right, Master, after all, he needs to be the bait to attract the masters of the Xuanming Sword Sect."

However, Wei Xingchao slammed the table fiercely, with anger in his eyes: "I remember, in the Xuanming Sword Sect, I once arranged spies and prepared a secret passage, right?"

"Yes." Wan Za nodded: "But that secret path took a lot of energy back then, if it was used by Lin Fan, it would be useless."

"No need." Wan Za shook his head.

Wei Xingchao looked at Wan Zao coldly: "Are you trying to make me a person who breaks my word? That little guy let himself die inside in order to save me."

Wan Za: "Master, calm down, if that kid doesn't deserve to die, he will surely survive. If he dies in the Xuanming Sword Sect, it means that his fate is doomed, right?"

"Nonsense, send someone to rescue him immediately, you know a hammer." Wei Xingchao scolded.

Wei Xingchao has never broken his promise in his life, let alone the danger that Lin Fan encountered now to save himself.

(End of this chapter)