Chapter 855

"Whatever he is, even if they come, they may not be able to get the final position of the leader. It's just to see the excitement. There's no need to worry about one more of them and one less of them."

Everyone was very confused. They were very curious about the disappearance of the Zhang family overnight. For Lun Jianhai, this is a big news.

One of them happened to pass by the scene yesterday and stopped to see the excitement. He also learned the truth from other disciples of sword casting valley. At that time, he thought it was incredible. Seeing these people talking about zhangjiazhong today, he immediately stood up to answer the questions.

"I know about this. I happened to pass by there yesterday. It is said that the young master of Zhang's family got into trouble with the Deputy master of Heilong hall. At last, he was beaten into a pig's head and left him a life. It's kind of him. Moreover, the Deputy master of Heilong hall is kind-hearted and doesn't care about him. That's how Zhang escaped."

After that, he told everyone all the news he knew yesterday, and they were even more surprised. However, according to the sudden disappearance of Zhang Jia people today, it is probably true.

Zhang Fan was also puzzled. Did Zhang really leave the sword casting Valley overnight? Otherwise, the position over there will not be empty.

Before long, an old man came to the stage and said to the public, "everyone, welcome to the sword casting Valley to participate in the annual sword discussion conference. As the valley leader of the sword casting Valley, I need to read out the rules of the sword discussion conference."

After that, the old man began to read out some details of the sword conference, as well as some rules of martial arts competition.

Although these things are commonplace, and almost all of the people present are familiar with them, no one will feel that this process is redundant. They are all listening seriously, and no one is even talking.

Half an hour later, the master of sword casting Valley finally read out all the rules. At this time, an old man over 50 years old came up from the stage, holding a purple sword box in his hand, walking steadily and step by step.

People's eyes immediately focused on the old man, especially the sword box in his hand, for fear of missing any moment.

Zhang Fan also explored the old man's sword box with his spiritual sense. He could not help but pick his eyebrows. He found that although the blade was hidden in the sword box, he could still feel the sharp taste, even better than his previous cold water sword.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan could not help thinking that there were such skillful craftsmen in this continent, and they could even make such a magic weapon. It was really amazing.

The master of sword casting Valley gently touched the sword box and said to the people, "this is the best magic weapon in sword casting Valley this year. It's named Lei rob sword. It's made of Lei Lingshi. After a long time of forging, this Lei rob sword can be regarded as showing its edge. Therefore, in this sword discussion conference, it depends on who has the strength to fall into."

After listening to the valley master's words, everyone is rubbing their hands, eager to try, but no one wants to be the first person to eat crabs, and everyone wants to see who can be the initiator.

At this time, a middle-aged man flashed out from the seat in the distance. He jumped up and came directly to the stage. He held his shoulders and looked around. After a scan, he hugged his fists and arched his hands and said, "I'm going to visit fan Qi in Yueyang gate. I'll teach you on the stage."

As long as someone takes the lead, someone will follow suit. Suddenly, one person flashed out from a distance. After reporting to their respective families, they didn't have any more nonsense. They directly started to fight together. They walked through the shape door, swaggered and changed their moves. After about ten rounds, the victory and defeat between them were divided. After all, in the face of absolute strength and realm, it's still difficult for them to win Easy thing.

After that, the field began to start a wheel fight, but no one can survive three rounds, and in the end will be replaced by others, but everyone knows that this is just the beginning of the situation, not fierce, just some skirmish, the real master has not yet appeared.

Zhang Fan has been looking at the situation in the field, and has not said anything, because Zhang Fan also found that these people with strong aura around are waiting for the opportunity, and no one wants to do it. They are just watching a play.

Looking at the scene under the stage, Zhang Fan thought about it and said to Yan Fei: "it's better for you to have fun. It's just a matter of time. It won't be OK. If you really meet an expert, it's also a matter of fighting experience."

Yan Fei thinks about it, nods and agrees. She uses her lightness skill and comes to the stage as light as a swallow.

According to the rules, it is not allowed to bring weapons on their own. In order to ensure the relative fairness of the fight, as long as they are on the stage, they must issue weapons, except fists and feet.

Yan Fei came to the stage. At this time, a disciple of sword casting Valley handed Yan Fei a long wooden knife and made a gesture to indicate that he could use it.Looking at the wooden long knife in his hand, Yan Fei weighs it again. He feels that the handle and weight of the knife are almost the same as the real one except for its material.

Standing in front of Yan Fei is a strong man, who is nine feet in height, holding his shoulders, with a beard, loose hair, a developed muscle, wearing a short coat, which is the most incisive embodiment of his figure.

The strong man takes a look at Yanfei in front of him, and finds that the other side's realm is similar to his own, but the other side's body looks a little thin, which is estimated to be vulnerable. There is a trace of disdain in his eyes. At the same time, he makes a provocative gesture to Yanfei.

Yan Fei takes a look at the strong man. Since he wants to make his move first, I hope he won't regret it. After all, he has no chance to make his move again.

Thinking of this, Yanfei suddenly changes his steps and rushes to the strong man in front of him with the wooden long knife in his hand. The wooden long knife, whistling with a cold air, leaves a trail in the air.

When he was close enough to the strong man, Yanfei suddenly jumped up and seemed to chop the strong man in front of him.

Seeing this, the strong man immediately ran the aura in his body, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and made a dull drink in his mouth, intending to resist his opponent's move.