In the Cang Jian Sect, in the head of the sect's house, Lin Fan was practicing sword skills in the pavilion.

What Lin Fan practiced was the Taiping Chang'an sword technique created by Li Chang'an.

But to be honest, the Taiping Chang'an sword technique is extremely difficult.

With Lin Fan's talent, he has only understood the first move now.

Whoosh.

Lin Fan held a wooden sword in his hand and waved it, but he was unaware of the key points.

The sun slowly approaches noon.

Rong Qianqian took the food and walked to the pavilion beside her, put the food in place, and shouted to Lin Fan: "Lin Fan, it's time to eat."

"Um."

Lin Fan put away the wooden sword, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and walked into the pavilion.

"How are you practicing?" Rong Qianqian asked with a smile.

Lin Fan breathed and said, "It's very difficult. If you want to practice it, it won't be possible in a short time."

However, the power of this Taiping Chang'an Sword is already so powerful that it is terrifying.

Moreover, it is a sword technique that can be used openly by Lin Fan. It is not like the sword-controlling technique, and Lin Fan dare not use it in public at all.

As for the Ten Thousand Swords Technique he obtained, let alone it be.

Damn, the difficulty of the Wanjian Art is far beyond Lin Fan's imagination. He has also tried to practice, but he has no idea at all.

In ancient times, there were senior experts in Shushan who guided the younger generations how to practice.

But Lin Fan now only has martial arts and sword techniques, but he has to rely on himself to understand them.

"Take it slow." Rong Qianqian smiled and said, "It's already surprising that you can reach this strength at your age, let alone that you have only been practicing for such a short time."

"Even if that's the case," Lin Fan's heart sank.

If Rong Yunhe completely eliminated those three aristocratic families, he might be able to practice with peace of mind, but now, it doesn't work. He has to race against time to make himself stronger.

Rong Yunhe also strode towards the house and said with a smile: "Lin Fan, Qianqian, I'm going to go out. Something is wrong. You two are careful and don't run around."

“Go out?”

Lin Fan and Rong Qianqian looked at each other.

"Yes." Rong Yunhe patted Lin Fan's shoulder: "Be careful during this time I've been out. If there is any danger, just hide it with Qianqian. Don't be impulsive."

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded.

Rong Yunhe turned around and left. Lin Fan didn't think much about it and continued to practice swordsmanship.

...

At the mountain gate of Cangjian Sect, a car drove down the mountain.

Suddenly, on the road in front of the gate, a tree suddenly blocked the road, blocking the road.

Rong Yunhe walked out of the cab. His eyebrows were frowned tightly, he glanced around and shouted, "Who is the master, please come out and see me."

Three people walked out of the woods on both sides of the road. These three people were all powerful people in the second-grade real person realm!!!

"Three brothers, I don't know what it takes to block my way?" Rong Yunhe asked with his fists.

The three of them looked cold and said, "Rong Yunhe, we are from Hongye Valley. It's a pity that someone spends money to buy your life."

Even these three people were strong men in the Taoist realm, but they felt a little regretful for Rong Yunhe.

Rong Yunhe's face looked ugly: "Hongye Valley, three, even if they die, please let me die clearly."

Rong Yunhe naturally guessed who did it, but wanted to be sure.

"Yan Wucheng." said one of the killers.

In the eyes of these three people, Rong Yunhe was basically a dead person.

Rong Yunhe didn't expect that Yan Wucheng could actually ask Hongye Valley to use three powerful people from the real human realm to attack him.

"We open the door to do business, and Master Rong offended him!"

After saying that, the three of them came to Rong Yunhe.

Rong Yunhe was about to fight back, but unexpectedly, there was a faint fragrance in the air.

After smelling the faint fragrance, he became weak all over.

His face changed drastically, and he suffered!

...

In a secret room in Cangjian Sect.

Chen Qixun, Miao Jianyuan and Yan Wucheng sat in the room, anxiously waiting for news from Hongye Valley.

Finally, news came.

A pigeon landed on the window of the room, and Yan Wucheng hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the white pigeon.

A note was tied to the white dove's feet.

It says "Rong Yunhe is dead, fell off the cliff, and his corpse is gone."

Yan Wucheng looked back at Chen Qixun and Miao Jianyuan with an excited expression: "Elder Chen, Elder Miao, great news!"

"Rong Yunhe is dead!"

As he said that, his hands trembled and handed the note to the two of them.

During this period, Yan Wucheng and his men couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep well.

During the thousand-year history of the Cangjian Sect, when did the elders of five major families be killed by the heads of the sects?

In Rong Yunhe's hands, two families have been destroyed in a row.

The three of them were extremely worried, fearing that one day the bad luck would come to their heads.

After seeing this letter, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rong Yunhe is guilty of his own deeds and cannot survive." Miao Jianyuan said with a smile: "Call the disciples of the sect, announce this news, and choose a new leader!"

The three of them had no doubt about the news about Hongye Valley.

They knew that Hongye Valley had sent three real-life experts, and Hongye Valley had extremely strong assassination ability. Since Hongye Valley had already responded, this matter was almost the same.

Chen Qixun waved his hand and said, "This matter does not need to be summoned too much. As soon as the head of the sect died, we were in a hurry to establish a new sect, so we had to wait for two days."

Three days passed in a flash.

In the past three days, Rong Yunhe had no news, and Lin Fan and Rong Qianqian could not contact him at all.

Three days later, suddenly, Elder Chen Qixun summoned all the disciples of the sect to gather in the largest square of Cangjian Sect.

This time, even the outer disciples were notified to enter.

You should know that only when promoting extremely important things can external disciples enter.

Among the crowd on the edge, Lin Fan and Rong Qianqian lowered their heads and mingled among the crowd, but no one was discovered.

Lin Fan lowered his voice and said, "These two Chen Qixun suddenly summoned their disciples to gather together. I don't know what's going on."

In the past few days, Lin Fan and Rong Qianqian have not been able to contact Rong Yunhe, and they are quite worried.

At this moment, he suddenly learned that Chen Qixun had summoned his disciples to gather together. The two rushed over to see what was going on.

There were nearly a thousand people in the entire square.

This time, even the disciples who were performing the mission were notified to come back.

In a room directly above the square, Chen Qixun was smiling and chatting with Miao Jianyuan and Yan Wucheng.

The three of them were in a very relaxed mood.

And they are still discussing the candidate for the next head.

Rong Yunhe is dead, isn’t it the three of them who are the head of the sect?
Chapter completed!