Lin Fan said on the phone: "Actually, there is nothing to think about."

"Have you explained everything clearly?" asked Nan Zhanxiong on the other side of the phone.

Lin Fan nodded: "Yes."

"Where is your location? I'll pick you up." Nan Zhanxiong said.

After Lin Fan informed the location, he stood by the street and waited.

He stood under the street light, lit a cigarette, and looked at the street that he had finally become familiar with, and felt a little reluctant.

About twenty minutes later, a black car parked in front of Lin Fan. The window rolled down. Nan Zhanxiong sat in the driver's seat, waved to Lin Fan, and signaled him to get in.

Lin Fan quickly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

Nan Zhanxiong smiled and said, "I thought it would take at least two or three days, and even asked about the fifth capital. I didn't expect to agree so quickly."

"Governor Nan, what are the benefits of joining this fifth capital?" Lin Fan asked.

Nan Zhanxiong shook his head: "There is no benefit. To be honest, except for a small number of people, most of the people in the previous palace were forced to join the fifth capital, and there were even many deserters in it."

He paused and said, "Perhaps the only benefit is that in the fifth capital, you can quickly give you practical experience and fight on the edge of life and death."

"It sounds like there is no benefit in this way." Lin Fan said.

Nan Zhanxiong said, "But for you, isn't the situation in the fifth city at this time exactly what you need?"

Lin Fan smiled and did not continue to ask about Purgatory Mountain.

Nan Zhanxiong drove directly to Jiangnan Provincial Airport.

At this time, a man in a black suit was standing at the airport gate. He looked about thirty years old and wearing sunglasses, looking quite cold.

"This is Xuncun." Nan Zhanxiong then looked at Lin Fan behind him and said, "This is Lin Fan, the newcomer I brought to you."

"Newcomer?"

Although she was wearing sunglasses, Lin Fan could also see the man named Xuncun showing wrinkles on his eyebrows.

"What realm?" Xuncun asked in a cold voice.

"Second-grade realm." Nan Zhanxiong answered first for Lin Fan.

Xuncun stood there and hadn't spoken for a long time.

Lin Fan stood there and felt a little strange. He couldn't help but look at Nan Zhanxiong beside him.

Xuncun said, "Governor Nan, I think you know the situation on our Purgatory Mountain. Throwing such a second-grade realm is no different from dying."

What Lin Fan did not expect was that Nan Zhanxiong smiled and said, "Captain Xun, your ninth detachment had just suffered a severe blow before. This kid is definitely a good guy, even if I owe you a favor."

Owe someone favor?

Lin Fan looked at the village in surprise. Logically speaking, Nan Zhanxiong had a very high status, but he spoke to the village in such a tone.

Xuncun showed a look of hesitation on his face, and then asked, "How long will it take to go to Purgatory Mountain?"

"One year." Nan Zhanxiong said to Lin Fan: "Come back in a year."

"Let's go." Xuncun said: "But I don't guarantee whether he can come back safely."

Nan Zhanxiong also noticed the puzzled gaze that Lin Fan cast, and he whispered: "Lin Fan, remember, you have to come back alive."

"Yeah." Lin Fan was also curious about that Purgatory Mountain.

...

In the Quanzhen Sect.

"waste!"

"A bunch of waste!"

At this moment, a roar came from the study where Wang Jin was.

Su Yue and the other six people, lowered their heads and stood there, not daring to speak.

Wang Jin stared at Su Yue and the others panting.

He sent someone to attack Lin Fan. Logically speaking, he should be able to win almost everything. Unexpectedly, this group of wastes didn't do it well.

Su Yue bowed and said, "Master, my disciple saw that Lin Fan actually had the legendary Wanjian Art, so he became interested in bringing back Wanjian Art and giving this credit to Master."

"Give it to me." Wang Jin snorted coldly. These disciples were taught by themselves. How could he not know what kind of virtue they were?

"I have the face to say it." Wang Jin cursed: "Isn't it enough to kill Lin Fan directly? Finally, I created a Nan Zhanxiong."

The seven disciples, including Su Yue, dared not answer at this time.

If things are done and I am afraid that Wang Jin will not be like now.

Instead, he gave them red flowers with a smile on his face.

Things are not done well, and it is normal to be scolded.

Anyway, they are all powerful people in the real human realm, and Su Yue won't punish them too much.

Wang Jin whispered: "The matter about Wan Jian Jue is kept secret for the time being. Whoever tells it, I peeled his skin."

The reason for doing this is also very simple.

First, when this incident spread, the Ten Thousand Sword Art appeared in the world, and nine real-life powerful people went there, but they could not even take over Lin Fan.

Disgraceful!

Second, Wang Jin is preparing to take action himself. If he can bring back the Wanjian Art, the Quanzhen Sect will be famous in the future.

At this time, Wang Jin's confidant disciple Daoming hurriedly ran in from outside the door.

He was panting, and there was something urgent.

Wang Jin saw him in and said, "You are here just in time. Go and find out where Lin Fan is at this time. I will go there in person. I still don't believe that I can't bring back the Ten Thousand Sword Art!"

Su Yue and seven other disciples were a little helpless. It seemed that this peach would have to be picked by their master.

As for Lin Fan's fate, Wang Jin took action himself. Can Lin Fan still escape?

Unexpectedly, Daoming bowed and said, "Master, I just wanted to talk about this when I came in. I just found out where Lin Fan was going."

"Haha, good job!" Wang Jin looked happy on his face, then glared at Su Yue and the others: "You guys all take a look, learn a little."

Then, he looked at Daoming with a happy look.

Daoming said: "Lin Fan went to Purgatory Mountain."

The smile on Wang Jin's face froze.

"Purgatory Mountain?" Wang Jin's face sank and he slapped the table suddenly: "Lin Fan, that bastard, come to our Quanzhen Sect for death. We are kind and righteous, can we leave a whole body for him and go to Purgatory Mountain, don't want to live?"

Su Yue quickly flattered and said, "Master, Lin Fan is dead now, our worries are apart."

Wang Jin stared at him and asked, "Then do we still have to hold a celebration banquet?"

"Then there is no need." Su Yue also realized that he was not very good at flattering.

He chuckled twice.

Wang Jin was quite unhappy. Lin Fan was about to die, so he could hand over the Ten Thousand Swords Technique first!

When you go down to Purgatory Mountain, you may have to be buried in Purgatory Mountain with the Ten Thousand Swords.

"Oh." Wang Jin sighed: "That's it. Lin Fan can't survive. You all retreat."

As for going to Purgatory Mountain to capture Lin Fan, this idea flashed through Wang Jin's mind.
Chapter completed!