Compared to Zhuo Jiunian's surprise, Ning Fan was no less shocked when he heard the other party mention the three words "Wuchou Sword".

Jian Wuchou's sword was finally mentioned in the upper city.

This feeling was wonderful for Ning Fan.

He didn't know how long Jian Wuchou had existed on this land.

But what is certain is that the time is definitely hundreds or even thousands of years.

After thousands of years of vicissitudes, even though the world has changed in countless ways, this sword style...

But it still survived.

If Jian Wuchou knew this, he would definitely be very proud, right?

Seeing Ning Fan didn't say anything, Zhuo Jiunian became more anxious.

"I can't be wrong. What you just used... must be the Wuchou Sword!"

Ning Fan didn't know why Zhuo Jiunian was so excited.

In fact, his original intention was not to kill Zhuo Jiunian.

He just wanted to stop Zhuo Jiunian from causing trouble in Wandao Ridge.

Just as Song Changming analyzed, Ning Fan didn't want them to die.

If a master of Zhuo Jiunian's level were to come in, Song Changming and the others would definitely not be able to defeat him.

Of course, there are still dangers in Scimitar Ridge.

And those dangers will have to be faced by Song Changming and his team on their own.

Ning Fan certainly didn't intend to use them as cannon fodder, but on the other hand, Ning Fan wasn't their bodyguard either.

As long as they can hold down Zhuo Jiunian in front of them, they will have to face the remaining dangers on their own.

You could say this is a test.

But Ning Fan really didn't expect that Zhuo Jiunian in front of him could actually recognize the Wuchou Sword.

"Do you recognize this sword technique?"

Ning Fan showed no emotion on the surface: "Have you seen anyone use it?"

Zhuo Jiunian's expression became even more interesting, and there was a strong sense of doubt in his eyes.

He didn't directly answer Ning Fan's question, but instead muttered, "Why would the people of Xiacheng...use the lost martial arts of Wujian Mountain?"

Lost?

Hearing these two words, Ning Fan suddenly remembered that Jian Wuchou once said that he had no successor.

Every time this matter was mentioned, Jian Wuchou felt rather lonely.

Perhaps he also felt regretful that he could not pass on the sword skills he had studied throughout his life!

And Jian Wuchou's feelings towards Ning Fan are indeed different.

He not only regarded Ning Fan as a student, but also regarded him as a continuation of himself.

At the same time, after seeing Zhuo Jiunian's reaction, Ning Fan suddenly came up with an idea.

"Why I use the Wuchou Sword is actually not important."

Ning Fan smiled and said, "The important thing is, do you want to learn?"

It has been confirmed that this old man's strength has definitely reached the Seven Desolations.

If a master of this strength can be won over to our side, it will play a crucial role in the upcoming confrontation with Diancheng.

What's more, the other party is obviously on the side of Diancheng now. If he can recruit him, it will be a win-win situation!

From another perspective, if I continue to promote Wuchou Sword, Jian Wuchou should also feel gratified...

Just when Ning Fan thought he could use the Wuchou Sword to convince the other party, he saw Zhuo Jiunian's expression change slightly.

Then, the excitement gradually dissipated, replaced by...

It is a look of greed.

"The Wuchou Sword is the unique skill of Wujian Mountain. It has nothing to do with whether I want to learn it or not."

Zhuo Jiunian puffed out his chest and said righteously: "But you should have returned this sword technique to Wujian Mountain!"

Ning Fan had already started planning how to persuade the other party next.

But Zhuo Jiunian's words left him stunned.

How many years has it been...

Have you ever seen such a shameless thing?

I remember the last time I licked a big bitch's face and asked for something with such empty words, it was in the points square in area F70...

Who would have thought that there would be such a moral beggar in the Seven Wastelands?

Ning Fan laughed out of anger.

"Old man, what's your last name?"

Zhuo Jiunian frowned slightly, obviously not very satisfied with the title of "old man".

But he didn't say much.

"Wujian Mountain, Zhuo Jiunian!"

Seeing the old man standing straight with his back straight, Ning Fan cursed with a smile.

"Ah, I fucking thought your last name was Ning too!"

…

"Why do I feel like we've been going around in circles here?"

Song Changming paused and muttered something with a gloomy expression.

The visibility in the fog was very low, and he could only vaguely see He Si and Yu Hai, who were closest to him.

This time, Yu Hai did not choose to stay at the back of the team.

On the one hand, it was because he understood that if he continued to play the role of a gangster, no matter how eloquent he was, it would cause dissatisfaction from others.

More importantly, he realized that in the current environment, hiding at the back might not be safe.

Since that’s the case, it’s better to follow Song Changming openly and lead the way.

Even if he really encountered any danger at that time, with Song Changming and He Si around, his safety would be guaranteed to the maximum extent.

Yu Hai is the type of person who calculates everything he does.

He won't allow himself to suffer any loss.

One could even say that he just wanted to take advantage.

For example, this time he decided to join Ning Fan, he only agreed after hearing that Ning Fan had two million troops and was also a powerful man in the Eight Desolations.

His idea was very clear. If he could really make it to the top of the city by following this group of people, then he, Yu Hai, would become a hero of the Yu family and even have his own place in the upper city.

Joining Ning Fan now can be considered an early veteran. Once they win, the Yu family will also get more benefits.

Ning Fan directly asked them to enter Scimitar Ridge to take risks, which obviously deviated from Yu Hai's original intention.

That's why he showed all kinds of negative emotions before.

In fact, there is only one purpose for doing this.

Stir up the resistance of the other three families, and then negotiate terms with Ning Fan.

Unexpectedly, Ning Fan did not do what he wanted at all, which put him in an extremely passive situation.

There was no choice but to keep moving forward, but in the process, he was still thinking about how to pay the least cost and get greater benefits.

Hearing Song Changming's words at this time, Yu Hai also realized that they seemed to have been on this road for a long time.

They have even lost their direction.

"There's something strange about this fog."

Yu Hai whispered, "It's not just my eyesight that's been affected. I think my perception has also deteriorated."

Song Changming and others also felt the same thing as him.

"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this!"

He Si frowned, "Creating such a dense fog in the canyon is definitely not something an ordinary expert can do. At least, no one below the Six Desolations can do it!"

Song Changming hesitated for a moment.

"So I suspect that the fog might be naturally occurring, but someone is using some tricks to obscure it and interfere with our senses."