Zhan Jie de Nan Hai

Chapter 570 Prepared

"Xiao Fan, what exactly happened? How could my father be in trouble?"

Yang Zixin was very worried. He remembered that Yang Shiwen had almost met with an accident last time, and if it happened again, it might be life-threatening.

After all, people couldn't always be so lucky, and he never doubted that.

"Don't worry, I will never let Uncle get hurt!"

Lu Fan said, "But we need to go back first. If Uncle is really in trouble, I will personally go to Wuli Slope!"

Old Madam Yang frowned. The near-death experience had made him see many things clearly.

After returning to the villa, they indeed couldn't contact Yang Shiwen. Yang Zixin was even more anxious, looking utterly dejected.

"It seems we have to go to Wuli Slope!"

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, "Hei Yu's goal is to obtain the divine sword. Even if he gets it, he may not be able to control it!"

"Whether he can use the divine sword or not, he must have a way to seal it!"

Lin Ke said, "If we don't have the divine sword in hand, what should we do?"

"With the strength of our three, fighting Hei Yu is not impossible!"

Lu Fan said directly, "Our strength has also improved a lot now. Even without the divine sword's boost, our strength should not be underestimated."

"I think it's feasible!"

Long Yi nodded and said, "Although Hei Yu is powerful, it is not that easy for him to fight against three people alone."

"Since that's the case, it's decided!"

Lu Fan said directly, "After Uncle is safe, we will take action ourselves!"

The three looked at each other and reached a consensus.

"I'll go with you!" Yang Zixin said, "I can't just watch my father get hurt!"

"If you go, you'll only be a burden to us!"

Lu Fan shook his head, "It's better to stay at home and wait for news. If everything is fine, then there will be no problem!"

"But..." Yang Zixin wanted to say something, but he was quite helpless. Just as Lu Fan said, his going would be of no use and would only drag them down. It was better to wait for news at home.

As soon as Lu Fan and the others left the villa, they saw many experts waiting outside the villa. These were the experts brought by the Lord of Chuzhou City. "National Lord, I know about the chaos by the river. I have already dispatched troops and generals to accompany the National Lord!"

"You've come quite in time!"

Lu Fan nodded slightly, "In that case, surround the entire villa and don't let anyone in. Protect them!"

"But!"

The Lord of Chuzhou City looked a little embarrassed, "Isn't the main battlefield at Wuli Slope?"

"Those that the Ghost Hall can deal with, with your strength, it's a bit of a struggle!" Lu Fan waved his hand, not being polite at all. None of what he said was false.

The Lord of Chuzhou City's face turned ugly. He hadn't expected Lu Fan to speak like this.

Not long after, Lu Fan and the others left Chuzhou City and rushed towards Wuli Slope. Yang Shiwen was captured by them. If they didn't hurry to Wuli Slope, it would be quite troublesome.

"National Lord!"

Just then, more than ten figures appeared in front of Lu Fan and the others. These people looked spirited and were not ordinary people; they were all members of the Dragon Group.

"Why are you here?" Lu Fan asked.

"We received a telegram from the Lord of Chuzhou City saying that the National Lord was attacked here, so we dared to come!"

Han Bing said, "What exactly happened? Why are the National Lord and the others in such a hurry?"

"How strong are the members of the Dragon Group?"

Lu Fan asked again. Hei Yu of the Ghost Hall had many subordinates. Lu Fan and the other two didn't dare to be too careless when they went.

"Most of them have reached the level of War Emperor!"

Han Bing said, "Since the national fortune's blessing, it has been very different from before. Everyone has made rapid progress."

"That's great!"

Lu Fan nodded slightly, "Who among you will go together!"

"Your subordinate receives the order!"

Han Bing quickly cupped his fists, his eyes looking even more solemn. It was rare to have the opportunity to fight alongside Lu Fan.

And within Wuli Slope, Yang Shiwen was tied to a tree with a towel stuffed in his mouth. He looked much paler.

"Lord Hei Yu, it's been so long, and they haven't come. They won't come, will they?" a man asked.

"They will definitely come. These people value loyalty the most, so how can they ignore it!"

Hei Yu sneered, "People all have weaknesses. As long as you grasp their weaknesses, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort in anything. I will definitely bring these three swords back to the Ghost Hall!"

With these words, many men from the Ghost Hall laughed. As members of the Ghost Hall, they naturally looked forward to this even more.

As they were talking, many figures approached from not far away, led by Lu Fan and the others.

"How is it, did you bring the things?"

Hei Yu said coldly, "It's not that simple to save someone!"

"Of course, I brought the things!"

Lu Fan held three swords in his hand, "But let me say this first, after you get the things, you can't hurt anyone, otherwise, you probably won't be able to leave!"

"I said before, my goal is the sword. As for these people, they are useless to me!"

Hei Yu said directly, "But are you really willing to exchange these three divine swords for him?" Sudan Novel Network

"He is my closest relative, how can I abandon him!" Lu Fan smiled, "You must have guessed this, that's why you dared to be so reckless!"

"You are really hypocritical!"

Hei Yu shook his head, "But don't worry, as long as I get what I want, I naturally won't break my promise."

"It's a deal!"

Lu Fan nodded slightly and threw the three swords out, not caring at all.

After Hei Yu received the three swords and felt their sword energy, he was extremely satisfied, "These swords are not bad, and they are not fake. I'll give you the person!"

After Hei Yu finished speaking, he winked at a few men in black and turned to leave. Now that the divine swords were in hand, he didn't need to stay here.

"Uncle, are you alright!"

Lu Fan stepped forward and untied Yang Shiwen's ropes. Yang Shiwen was now on the verge of death and looked listless.

"Protect him well!"

Lu Fan said to Han Bing, and in the blink of an eye, he attacked Hei Yu. At the same time, Lin Ke and Long Yi also attacked without reservation. They had already discussed it.

"I knew you wouldn't keep your word!"

Hei Yu sneered and retreated a few steps. Lu Fan wanted to recall the Taixu Sword but found that the Taixu Sword didn't move at all.

"What's going on!"

Lin Ke frowned, "Why can't I recall the Hanbing Sword? Could he really have a way to suppress the divine sword!"

"Don't waste your energy. If I hadn't come prepared, why would I care so much!" Hei Yu burst into laughter.