"It seems that's the end of it."
Yu Cangmiao's gaze swept behind him, and at the moment when the mountain peaks were sliced open by Bai Feisheng's divine sword, sixteen manic auras flashed away.
"How many people followed you here?" Qin Fan naturally noticed it, and he even found that there were five people inside who had quickly moved away from the place regardless of being exposed.
"About eight people." Yu Cangmiao said uncertainly.
Qin Fan nodded and continued:
"Then change the comparison."
"good."
The moment the two people finished speaking, the figures of Feng Mo and Bai Feisheng had disappeared, and then in the sand mist that had not yet dissipated, streaks of blood suddenly appeared.
There was no scream, no wind, it was as quiet as the world had stopped.
Qin Fan still had that gentle smile on his lips. He stared at Yu Cangmiao silently. Yu Cangmiao did the same. Compared with Qin Fan, his aura was more powerful, but he didn't bring too much to others. A cold feeling.
As the only spectator, Su Changqing noticed a conflicting similarity between the two.
This description is somewhat contradictory, but it is particularly suitable when placed between Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao.
At this moment, he didn't dare to move, let alone shout that his hostel was no longer a vegetarian. After witnessing the tentative exchange between Feng Mo and Bai Feisheng, he felt that it was good for him to be the background of Mo De's feelings. .
"it's over."
The moment Qin Fan opened his mouth, Bai Feisheng and Feng Mo appeared beside them again, as if they had never left. There was not a drop of blood on their bodies, and there was no pungent smell of blood.
"This time there is still no winner."
Yu Cangmiao suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and Qin Fan shook his head. At this time, he stopped smiling.
"please."
A small boat sailed from the depths of the Ghost River. The ferryman still had a good consciousness as a tool man. Even when he realized that one of the people on the boat this time was the world-famous Yu Cangmiao, he did not show any surprise.
As the boat started to sail towards the ghost market, Feng Mo, who was standing on the bow of the boat, suddenly said to Bai Feisheng:
"I lost."
"No, it was just a draw."
"You didn't use all your strength to slash with the divine sword. It was a perfect sword technique, and there shouldn't be any flaws at that moment."
"Because it's not a life and death fight, and besides, you have reservations."
"And among those sixteen people, the strongest one was killed by you."
"And the three who ran the furthest died at your hands."
"Your realm is better than mine."
"You are younger than me."
Su Changqing, who was also standing at the bow of the boat, looked at the two people in confusion. One kept looking for reasons to show that he had lost, and the other was frantically looking for compensation just to prove that it was a draw.
He said he didn't understand, but he could hear a very similar joyful emotion gradually revealed after each of them said a sentence.
"It's a pity. I hope that you and I will have a chance to fight to the death, but from the overall perspective, I don't want to see that day come."
Feng Mo's tone became inexplicably gentler, followed by a long sigh.
"But maybe, one day you and I can join hands to fight against the enemy. That would be another way to determine the outcome."
Bai Feisheng raised his silver-white eyebrows, with more expectation in his eyes.
Then he took a deep breath and said:
"Actually, that day won't be too far away."
Feng Mo nodded, and then the two of them did not speak, but just stared ahead at the same time. At this moment, Su Changqing, who felt that he should not be on the boat, but should only be at the bottom of the boat, noticed the conflicting similarity again!
In particular, the pairing of these two people dressed in black and white shows a contradictory harmony.
Su Changqing silently took a few steps back. Even if the two people didn't speak, he felt like he couldn't fit into that aura until he retreated to the stern of the ship, where Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao were standing.
"Bai Feisheng, thirty-three years old, is a member of the Daxuan Enshrining Hall. His father, Bai Baiyu, is one of the five elders in the enshrining hall. Unfortunately, he died inexplicably seventeen years ago."
This is the information Qin Fan investigated through Jade Phoenix Heart. It also involves a sensitive number, seventeen years ago.
"Senior brother, is this what you said?"
Yu Cangmiao looked at the tool ferryman who was standing in the middle of the ship and had consciously blocked his hearing, and then glanced at the madman Su Changqing at the bottom of the ship.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly and he said:
"Seventeen years ago, many people died in Daxuan at that time. The so-called five elders can only be regarded as an addition. As for the reason, I believe no one in the world knows more about it than my senior brother."
Qin Fan took a deep look at Yu Cangmiao, then changed the subject a little stiffly:
"It stands to reason that Bai Feisheng should be a die-hard loyalist of the Daxuan Dynasty, but why did he become your Silver Feather Swordsman? Even after you left, he resolutely followed you."
Yu Cangmiao sighed helplessly and said:
"I don't have your keen eyes, senior brother, and I can't train my own people from an early age. All I can do is poach people. It just so happens that Xiaobai has something that must be completed.
Daxuan can't help him with this matter, but I can.
As for what it is, senior brother has just said it. "
"Is Bai Tianyu dead..." Qin Fan whispered, then looked at Su Changqing.
This made Su Changqing, who thought it fit perfectly on the bottom of the ship, instantly trembled, and he laughed awkwardly. After all, the wisdom in Yu Cangmiao's mouth was faked from him.
Then he retreated decisively, and when he reached the middle of the boat and approached the ferryman, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Fan also looked away from him, and then said to Yu Cangmiao:
"The negotiation between you and me requires a suitable time and place. You can wander around the ghost market in the past few days. 'Wind' is a very good guide."
"Oh? Senior brother is really calm." Yu Cangmiao's voice was a little surprised.
"Actually, since you came here, some of our guesses have been verified, and I believe you have done the same. So after omitting the process of testing each other, all we need to confirm is the same conclusion and a perfect plan."
Qin Fan's usually calm tone became more ups and downs, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.
"What I'm more worried about is that there will be some surprises on the days when the ghost market is open."
"Accident? Senior brother, do you think that if we mention something, it will cause me to lose control?" Yu Cangmiao's voice was a little low.
Qin Fan looked at Yu Cangmiao seriously.
"No, I'm worried that I'll lose control."
"Hahaha, it seems that our good teacher really treats everyone equally." When Yu Cangmiao said these words, a hint of joy gradually appeared on her face, but there was more of a cold and piercing killing intent in her eyes.
"Yes, so we must repay his 'favour' properly."
Qin Fan's robes were rising in the wind, and he didn't know when he put on the Ghost Emperor's clothes again, and once again put on the strange Ghost Emperor mask on his face.
The same cold voice contained as much murderous intent as Yu Cangmiao.
This made Su Changqing, who was squatting in the middle of the boat, shiver a few more times, while Feng Mo and Bai Feisheng at the bow of the boat suddenly showed fighting intent for a moment, but this time the target they wanted to fight was not each other.
...
Forget about the ghost market.
There is still one day left before the opening day, so the ghost soldiers who were originally sent out to rush for stars have returned to maintain order.
This made the entire ghost market look a lot more solemn.
At some intersections, you can still see several machine puppets.
For the newcomers to the [Undead Evil God] and the former players of the Corpse Cult who have just joined, it is quite novel at the same time.
I also noticed a completely different atmosphere from the dark underground city I stayed in before.
Prosperity, strength and grandeur.
"Tomorrow seems to be a martial arts conference for your extraterrestrial visitors. Although you can't participate this time, you can still go and watch the excitement."
Yue Piaoling still attaches great importance to the corpse clan army that will be subordinate to their Yefu in the future, so for this reason, she directly received some front-row tickets from Luo Xinghun.
At present, the tickets for the Blood Demon Arena are not on sale, but don’t think too much. The supply will definitely exceed the demand on the opening day. After all, the current Blood Demon Arena can only accommodate 10,000 people.
The number of tickets sold to enter Wangyou Ghost Market alone has reached 50,000. It is normal for another 10,000 tickets to be purchased one after another on this last day.
Of course, what makes Yue Piaoling most confident about the Blood Demon Arena is that this time the players will bet on the outcome of the battle at Huangquan Gambling House, and the rewards are not limited to gold and silver.
Martial arts secrets, machine weapons, elixirs, poisons, etc. can be exchanged directly with gambling chips.
For some small and medium-sized forces, there are many things inside that they cannot buy with money outside.
However, these rare treasures in the eyes of outsiders are not of great interest to Yue Piaoling.
What he can't forget the most now is the golden corpse Jiu Bodhidharma locked on the 32nd floor of the Ming Pagoda.
Through a 50-50 fight with the opponent before, he felt that he was very close to the middle stage of Grand Master. He believed that if he fought with the opponent for three days and three nights, the breakthrough would come naturally.
At this moment, he also remembered the teachings of his master Qin Zun.
Qin Zun once evaluated him as a genius in fighting. Compared with some warriors who need time to polish or quietly comprehend the true meaning of martial arts and seek breakthroughs, Yue Piaoling needs to fight with different people.
And relying on his talent in the aspect of Wuxiang, he will become more and more perfect after fighting with countless masters, until he becomes a weirdo who is proficient in all eighteen martial arts in the eyes of others.
And this will also allow him to go further and further on the path of formlessness.
In fact, Yue Piaoling had always felt that if she continued on this path, she would be able to master everything and become lax in everything.
But after transforming the small phaseless skill into the phaseless magic skill, he discovered that his master was still the one with the most foresight. This so-called mastery of everything was to pave the way for the phaseless path.
After all, every martial art he uses is based on the Wuxiang Divine Skill. The more he learns, the more he imitates, the more he imitates. He feels that if he continues on this path, one day he will transform from Wuxiang to Ten Thousand Phases, and through this, he will be completely transformed, and then he will be able to transform the wind into a new one. Mo pressed on the ground and rubbed it!
"Ahem, sir, can we leave now?"
[The Immortal Evil God] asked cautiously. Just now, he noticed that Yue Piaoling suddenly stopped, and his originally ethereal and unrestrained aura began to gradually become more serious.
This inexplicably made him feel cold in his crotch and tight in his anus.
"Oh, then you can go play by yourselves, and don't forget the tasks assigned to you." Then Yue Piaoling arranged for a few killers to take these cute newcomers to the ghost inn first.
He himself went to the Ming Tower non-stop. The ghost boy beside him was still holding a book and studying it carefully, but his speed was not slow and he followed Yue Piaoling closely.
the other side.
[Sword Crazy Sword Maniac], who was following Wang Jingyu to a certain place, naturally noticed the players whose clothes were incompatible with the ghost market, especially the old-fashioned players who looked around and marveled.
In this regard, he just looked at them a few more times. If it were another time, he might come forward to have a few words and try to draw the [Immortal Evil God] to his own camp.
After all, the other party was the first player to become a different race, but now he has no intention of doing so.
Because there are more important things waiting for him at the moment.
That is the special mission that he has been thinking about, Knife and Kill, and it has finally been completed!
All this can be traced back to Chapter 78, also before the martial arts conference, he was suddenly taken away by Wang Jingyu and witnessed the other party perform a bloody and magnificent killing.
That day he truly realized what murderous intent was, and it was also on that day that he learned a move that other players could only dream of, reaching an upper limit that was infinitely close to the ground level: draw the sword and slash!
Later, after Feng Mo's improvement, the sword-drawing slash was transformed and became his most powerful killing move. It was also the basis for him to overlook thousands of players and firmly sit on the throne of the number one player!
But recently in the qualifiers, he found that his throne was already a little unstable, and the one who brought the most pressure to him was the rootless demon!
The opponent's ghostly speed, as well as the swift and fierce swordsmanship, made [Sword Crazy Sword Fanatic] feel that he might not be able to defeat him!
Therefore, he strives to make a breakthrough in the shortest possible time. One of the ways is to meet the mission conditions of Sword and Kill, so that he can practice his sky-cutting sword-drawing technique to perfection!
This is actually not easy. In the classification of players' skills and moves, they are entry, proficiency, mastery, small success, great success, and perfection.
If you want to master a move that has a maximum limit of reaching the lower level of the Earth Level, it also means that its power is approaching the peak of the Xuan Level.
Originally, he thought that in order to grow to this point, he needed to at least break through the Tongmai Realm.
But who would have thought that after Qin Fan destroyed the Underworld Corpse Cult, their players would receive a double experience buff for free and their own strength would also be temporarily doubled.
With far more understanding than before, he can activate the foundation of sword skills. At this moment, [Sword Madness Sword Fanatic] finally heard the crisp sound!
[Congratulations to the player for completing the special mission - Knife and Kill! 】
[Task rewards need to be found by the target Wang Jingyu and distributed by him personally. 】
So he brought sparks and lightning all the way, and relied on various connections to successfully enter the ghost market in advance, and found Wang Jingyu who was wandering around in the ghost market with nothing to do.
The other party was also surprised to see that he was able to master the Tianzhan Drawing Technique in such a short period of time, and then took him to his residence in the ghost city without saying a word.
Before [Sword Maniac] lamented that his uncle Wang was corrupt, Taoyuan Town had been living in a small courtyard before, but the residence in this ghost town was directly replaced by a large manor.
Then Wang Jingyu began to exude a powerful pressure, and his expression became extremely solemn:
"[Sword Crazy Sword Chi], are you willing to become my master?"
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