And as long as Lin Fan can be captured back to Quanzhen Sect, the credit will be the same.

Lin Fan's eyes showed a cold look. As soon as his arms were about to move, Sun Mocheng had already prepared a weapon in his hand: "Lin Fan, you'd better not move around, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

At such a close distance, Lin Fan is really not Sun Mocheng's opponent.

Lin Fan's face was so gloomy that it was almost possible to drip water, but he also squeezed out a smile: "Brother Sun, it is the stupidest decision to capture me to Quanzhen Sect."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Sun Mocheng said lightly: "Isn't it more than taking you back with a Ten Thousand Swords Art?"

"Of course." Lin Fan's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about saying something.

But he said with a look of course on his face: "Brother Sun, you have never thought that after taking me to Quanzhen Sect, I knew that there was no way out. Will I never tell the possibility of the Ten Thousand Sword Art?"

"If there is no Ten Thousand Sword Art, just grabbing me, Lin Fan, can only get some appreciation from the Fourth Elder Wang entering."

"But the Ten Thousand Swords Art is enough to make you two famous in the Yin and Yang Realm."

"Yes, Senior Brother Sun." Xu Chu frowned and said, "This kid is right. What if he doesn't tell the Ten Thousand Sword Art when he is beaten to death?"

Sun Mocheng secretly scolded this idiot Xu Chu. Even if he didn't think so in his heart, he should not say it in front of Lin Fan.

This is equivalent to playing cards, and then playing the trump card you reveal.

Lin Fan said with a faint smile on his face, "Two, as I say, you might as well find a more secluded place."

"I will tell you the Wanjian Jue."

"Two guys let me go."

Xu Chu was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Sun Mocheng was so happy that he nodded without hesitation: "Okay! But Lin Fan, I can tell you that if you dare to tell us the fake formula, you will understand the consequences."

"With your IQ, can I deceive you?" Lin Fan said seriously.

"That's true." Xu Chu nodded repeatedly.

Then, the car drove from the highway to a rather remote town.

This town is not big, and the buildings look like they were in the 1970s and 1980s.

Xu Chu, who was driving at this time, said: "In this small town, there is a deserted slope in front of it and an abandoned land temple on it. I once came here to perform tasks."

"Just go there." Sun Mocheng said.

The car quickly entered the country road, with green farmland on both sides. Open the windows and the air was awake.

Lin Fan smelled it and became a little more energetic.

Then, he thought about countermeasures in his mind.

Xu Chu belongs to the kind of person who practices every day in Quanzhen Sect and is trained to be stupid in his head.

Apart from being strong, he has no scheming.

However, Sun Mocheng is a man with a lot of scheming and difficult to deal with.

And with Sun Mocheng's urinary nature, if Lin Fan really honestly spoke the Ten Thousand Sword Art, he might not be able to let him go.

Soon, the car drove to a deserted hill.

The road above is full of uneven mud roads.

The car drove by and a dust rose from behind.

The car parked in front of a land temple. This land temple is a big house that can be built by local wealthy people and is dedicated to the land father-in-law.

The three of them strode in.

The Land Temple has been destroyed, with dust everywhere, and there are even many spider webs on the tiles above the head.

The three of them walked into the main hall of the Land Temple.

When I opened the door, there was a creaking sound, which was a bit disrepaired.

There was some incense next to the hall.

Lin Fan walked forward, picked up a stick of incense, and bowed to the land father-in-law in front of him.

"Do you still have this leisure?" Xu Chu said sarcastically. He thought to himself that Lin Fan's prisoner could not be protected by himself, so he still worships God?

Lin Fan laughed and said, "There are many gods worshipped, and they will be blessed by God."

"Okay, let's talk about it, the formula of the Wanjian Art." Sun Mocheng said expressionlessly.

He has always been very cold towards Lin Fan. It’s not that he has any prejudice against Lin Fan. Speaking of which, they have no hatred between them.

But he knew about Lin Fan's tricks.

Lin Fan's eyes rolled and said, "Prepare the pen and ink, I will write it down for you two, otherwise you will not remember it if you just say it."

"It makes sense."

Soon, they found paper and pen in the Land Temple. Lin Fan sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the Land God's God and started writing slowly.

Sun Mocheng and Xu Chu stood behind Lin Fan, one left and one right.

They stared at what Lin Fan wrote and couldn't help but nod.

Although the two of them had never practiced the sword control technique, the top skills like the Wanjian Art cannot be fooled by Lin Fan just by making up a few words.

"Senior Brother Sun, it seems that Lin Fan is quite sensible and has not made up his mistakes to deceive us." Xu Chu was happy, and even excited in his voice.

"Yes." Sun Mocheng suppressed his inner joy, but the joy in his eyes was still difficult to hide.

This is the legendary Shushan martial arts!

And it is an advanced technique.

Even their Quanzhen Sect has never had such a powerful thing for thousands of years.

Such credit may be given directly to an honorary elder, and it is absolutely qualified to be worry-free for a lifetime.

Although honorary elders do not have real power, others still enjoy the treatment of elders.

Thinking of this, Sun Mocheng and Xu Chu felt extremely excited.

Lin Fan wrote very slowly. Although he did not look back, he could feel the mood of the two of them from their breathing.

Lin Fan frowned.

If this continues, after writing it myself, I am afraid these two people will have to do it on themselves.

But it wouldn't be realistic if you stop now.

"These two guys."

Lin Fan was calm in his heart.

Time passed by little by little, and for two hours, Lin Fan finally wrote a ten thousand swords technique.

Of course, Lin Fan naturally did some tricks, which was not the real Ten Thousand Sword Art.

They just modified the most essential part of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, but unfortunately the two of them kept staring at them.

Otherwise, Lin Fan could write a version of the Ten Thousand Swords that directly make people fall into trouble.

After writing, Lin Fan was extremely alert and said, "Okay, but there is the last sentence, the most important mantra, I need to leave safely before I can tell you."

This is the only way Lin Fan can come up with.

Sun Mocheng and Xu Chu looked at each other, their eyes full of joy.

"Senior Brother Sun! That's great, we both have made great contributions." Xu Chu said excitedly.

A puff.

The unprepared Xu Chu was stabbed into his chest by a long sword.

It was Sun Mocheng who held the sword.
Chapter completed!