"Black Thirteen, Wang Jingyu, Shui Niesheng, Yuan Thirteen Limits, Fang Baoyu, three mid-term celestial realms plus two early celestial realms. It seems that five against one means they have a numerical advantage, but in reality."
Feng Mo was not optimistic about the outcome of this battle. Even though the opponent was the weakest in the explorer team, he was still a strong person in the Dharma Realm. With his physical strength, he was almost immune to 90% of the attacks.
And even if Guo Hou is in the state of being cut into a dog, the punch that condenses the power of his law will kill anyone it touches.
Therefore, in his opinion, there was no hope of victory in this battle.
However, since all the arrangements were made by Qin Fan himself, he thought there must be some deeper meaning.
"I can now control [Broken Sky] and kill it with one sword, but this will also lose the greatest value and significance of this gift itself." Qin Fan looked at the Blood Demon Arena with a faint look, "This opportunity is rare. "
"Opportunity?" Feng Mo seemed to understand something.
Qin Fan nodded slightly and said:
"For Qiao Baxian and Huang Tiangui, the value of those two gifts is to sharpen them to take a key step to break through the Dharma Realm. The meaning of their existence is a stepping stone.
For Wang Chongyang, the gift he had to face was not only a proof, but also a test of conscience. "
Feng Mo understood the former statement, but the proof and questioning made him a little confused again.
"Bi Poqiong is dead, but all his legacy has been instilled into Wang Chongyang. As for the "Supreme Desire Canon", Wang Chongyang originally planned to seal himself and stop practicing.
He rejects and hates this technique from the bottom of his heart. As for the reason, we all know, but what the current ghost market needs is a Wang Chongyang who is proficient in the "Tai Shang Desire Canon", not a mid-level Celestial Realm The island guard. "
Since the last time he helped Li Shizhou get rid of the fate related to Li Chenzhou, after all the backlash he suffered has been recovered, Qin Fan's eyes are still dyed with an imperceptible layer of gray, but now the gray-white color looks more cold and ruthless.
The current Wang Chongyang is just a sword in his eyes. During the battle at Ling Jue Mountain, this sword could be used by Bi Po Qiong, but he turned against Xiang Yu and ignored it, and finally fell into Qin Fan's hands.
The fiery emotions in his heart would only be displayed in front of Lin Chaoying, and his moral loyalty began to gradually disappear, so Qin Fan would no longer treat him as a human being.
Although Wang Chongyang's deep love for Lin Chaoying touched Qin Fan very much, if Lin Chaoying was manipulated by others and under the leadership of the people behind the scenes, this sharp sword would definitely stab him without hesitation.
Perhaps a monarch with great love would try to awaken the hidden humanity in his heart.
Even if it fails countless times, even if it bets on the future of the entire force, it will help it gain a new life.
But this very touching scene could not happen to Qin Fan.
He hopes that Wang Chongyang will continue to be a sword, as the hilt that controls this sharp blade, that is, Lin Chaoying. He will help him live in the ghost market in another way, and he also needs this sword to be his forever. Used.
As for Wang Chongyang's loyalty, it doesn't matter. This is just a business, a transaction that can last for a long, long time.
Since it is a transaction, Qin Fan will ruthlessly squeeze its value to the maximum.
I believe that after this battle, Wang Chongyang will no longer reject the use of the power of the "Supreme Desire Extinguishing Code", because the effect of a Dharma Realm combat power is much higher than that of a Celestial Realm realm.
While the latter may take a year to give birth to a sword spirit from [Chaoying], the former may be completed within two months.
Qin Fan knew that Wang Chongyang had no patience to wait for one more day. No matter how much he hated this technique, he would continue to practice it with all his life. This is what Qin Fan expected to see.
Then Qin Fan glanced at the sixteenth floor of the Ming Tower.
After losing his anger, sadness, and fear, the 'joy' in his heart also quietly blended in, and a Dharma form had temporarily condensed behind Wang Chongyang. The seven colors flowed on the shadow of the Dharma form, and the abundant emotions turned into continuous power and gathered in it. In every sword!
[Chaoying], who is connected to her soul, exerts unstoppable power under the sword intent that is integrated with the power of love!
But at this moment, Wang Chongyang's expression was extremely indifferent. He was like a cold and heartless machine. After the word "desire" collapsed, a beam of sword light full of infinite malice instantly blasted the fighting Zang Shenxing until he vomited blood!
This is also the first Dharma Realm warrior to be injured on any battlefield.
"It is indeed the hidden NO.0 on the Buddha Sword Island." Qin Fan looked away, he was very satisfied that Wang Chongyang had successfully begun to receive this gift that was not originally planned.
Feng Mo, who knew Qin Fan best, also understood his intention.
Then he looked in the direction of the Blood Demon Arena again. Unlike the battle on the sixteenth floor of the Underworld Tower, in a five-on-one situation, the Ghost City side was at a clear disadvantage.
But after Qin Fan's explanation just now, he already understood that the value of Guo Hou's gift did not lie in a victory or defeat.
"Black Thirteen, Wang Jingyu, Shui Niesheng, Yuan Thirteen Limited, Fang Baoyu, no, and those players." Feng Mo murmured these names again, and his thoughts also changed.
Just when he was about to say something with his eyes dazed, he suddenly swallowed the words that reached his mouth.
"Have you noticed? The wind has picked up." Qin Fan had a faint smile on his face. He looked at the frail and small figure standing in the contestants' tunnel, with a hint of pampering in his eyes.
——
boom--!
The violent air waves stirred up layers of dust.
Yuan Shisanqian, who dominated with violent fighting style, was like a rag bag, which was directly blown away by Guo Hou's punch!
Just when he was about to land a fatal blow, three sword lights, one left, one right, and one upward, lit up at the same time!
"Tch!" Guo Hou's eyes were full of disdain, but he could still retract his right fist. He crossed his arms, and a thick air shield rose up. As his arms suddenly opened, the invisible air shield turned into Create a shock wave centered around it and release it outwards, knocking away the owners of the three swords thrust at them!
"Is this the Dharma Realm? It's an invincible monster!" Fang Baoyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his gentle and jade-like temperament became a little embarrassed.
Originally, he was in charge of the Huanjia Fang clan's business in the ghost market. As the Northeast Prefecture was occupied and in war, the Huanjia Fang clan began to shrink its power. Even with its rich heritage, it could supply a territory even if it was self-produced and sold. of people live for hundreds of years.
However, some cultivation resources need to be purchased from outside, and the ghost market is an excellent external channel.
Therefore, Fang Baoyu, who had just broken through the celestial realm, needed to stay in the ghost market.
He readily agreed to this, and he also knew that there was a high probability that the Huanjia Fang clan would join the ghost market like the Quxi Yuan clan, but because of the geographical distance and the increasingly complicated situation, the clan leader I still have some concerns.
Fang Baoyu, who has gradually regarded Guoshi as one of his own in his heart, after hearing that Qin Fan sent someone to inform him whether he wanted to see the strength of Dharma Realm warriors, as a swordsman who focuses on martial arts, he must have directly agreed. Come down.
As a result, the powerlessness he felt at this time taught him a deep lesson.
"According to the information investigated by Ghost Market, his combat power should be suppressed by 80 to 90%, so we still have a chance." Black Thirteen is in better condition. After all, he is a man who has touched the threshold of the field.
"Is there really a chance?" Shui Niesheng looked a little frustrated. The long sword that had lost its rust fell alone ten steps away from him.
He looked at Yuan Shisanxian, who was still vomiting blood, and then glanced at Wang Jingyu, who was controlling his murderous aura and temporarily stopping Guo Hou.
The surrounding players who were still cheering for them were attacked by the aftermath, and most of the magic barrier intercepting them was damaged. As a result, some players died silently and disappeared directly.
awful! It's too awful!
They were so ambitious when they came on stage, but now they are like dead dogs that have been beaten into the dust.
"Pick up your sword!" Shui Niesheng was startled by the sudden explosion in his ears, and he looked at Black Thirteen blankly.
Black Thirteen took a deep breath and said:
"The Lord said that you and I are in somewhat similar situations, and asked me to help you find a new goal. Plus, you and I are both swordsmen, so we should have a lot in common. But now I feel that the Lord's idea is wrong.
A guy who can't even hold a sword is not worthy of the word swordsman! "
After the words fell, Black Thirteen once again used his domain skill - Fifteen Deadly Swords - Reincarnation!
The deadly aura covered all directions, which also caused Guo Hou, who was about to kill Wang Jingyu, to freeze for a moment. Fang Baoyu, who found the opportunity, used the wind and sand in the sky as a sword at the same time, condensing into a roaring sandstorm to engulf him!
And as a fatal black light penetrated it, disdainful laughter resounded throughout the world again.
"Hahahaha, is this all?"
A palm suddenly tore open the still roaring sandstorm, and Guo Hou's figure emerged from it. His other silver-gloved palm still held a trace of the death sword energy that lingered for a long time.
"Weak! Too weak! Even if it is a so-called trap, the result of a group of weak people ambushing a strong one is just a trap!"
At this moment, Marquis Guo no longer felt that uneasy feeling. He admitted that he began to feel confused after he guessed that there was a traitor in his side and was suddenly plotted to invite you to commit suicide.
But the result is this?
The five little ants in the Celestial Realm, except for the sword technique that touches the domain skill, which may cause some damage to him, the others are simply too weak!
If he were in his prime, one punch would kill all five of them!
But the next result is similar. Even if he is turned into a dog, he can still beat a person to death with three punches.
Then he moved his somewhat stiff neck, and a clicking sound was heard. As he glanced around, he immediately identified the target to be hammered to death.
That fool who was still slumped on the ground and couldn't even hold the sword!
At this time, Shui Nisheng looked forward blankly, his eyes unfocused, as if he was thinking about something.
What Hei Thirteen said just now shocked him. When did Hei Shisan lose control of his sword?
And do you consider yourself a swordsman?
He embarked on the path of martial arts because of his physical constitution. At first, he thought about how to survive.
But as he mastered the "Tian Jue Sword Qi" and developed sword bones to renew his veins, he had passed the first danger. Before he could enjoy the glory of a genius swordsman, he was suddenly framed and framed. Let him become a golden corpse and lie dormant for decades.
After regaining consciousness, he thought about revenge.
What I want is to clear my grievances and investigate the truth.
And this goal has been achieved.
Bi Po Qiong, who pushed him to this point, paid a corresponding price. The Underworld Corpse Cult that once tortured him has been destroyed. The meeting with his junior sister in the imperial city can be regarded as a complete end to everything about Hua Wusheng.
But what next?
He was confused.
He was not that enthusiastic about martial arts. At first, he simply wanted to live. Then step by step, he worked hard to survive. He had to keep practicing.
As for kendo, he probably loves it.
The feeling of exploring the mysteries of the sword made him immersed, and the feeling of exploring and researching his own sword intention made him even more happy.
Does he really not know his future goals?
He knew, but he just wasn't that urgent.
Because of Qin Fan's power and the power of Ghost City, they have been protecting him from wind and rain. Although he played a role in being able to complete his revenge, it was only a very small part of it.
Perhaps it was because he was able to achieve his goal so easily that he began to slack off and fell into this confusion of doing nothing.
In other words, his original intention to become stronger was no longer firm, and he gradually fell into a state of ruin.
So he could no longer hold the sword.
'Why are you like this? Shui Nisheng looked at his still trembling right hand at a loss.
But reality doesn’t give him that much time to think!
"careful!"
The shouts that resounded in his ears made Shui Nisheng raise his head subconsciously. Unexpectedly, a shadow had enveloped him. The Dharma behind him was more like a terrifying giant that covered the sky and the sun. There was no teasing or ridicule.
Guo Hou immediately punched out, and the punch that condensed the power of the Dharma caused ripples in the surrounding space. The huge punch pressure swallowed up the void and instantly made Shui Niesheng feel suffocated!
And a figure dragging a stream of blood, like a black and red meteor, broke through the space blockade and stood in front of Shui Nisheng!
It's Black Thirteen!
As a killer, everyone knows that his sword skills are superb, but few know that his body skills are stronger than his sword.
But whether it was luck or misfortune, he successfully prevented Shui Niesheng from being killed by a punch before Guo Hou's fist fell. But this also meant that he had to face that fierce and overbearing force. The strength of the punch!
Seeing the fist enlarging continuously, as if it was about to blow Black Thirteen's head to pieces, the confusion in Shui Niesheng's eyes completely disappeared. At this moment, his only self-pity for himself turned into angry bloodshot eyes. eye.
And it was too late for him to pull Black Thirteen behind him. It seemed that he could only watch all this happen, but could do nothing!
Guo Hou, who was still showing a ferocious smile, suddenly became stagnant because he didn't know when the wind had started. His fist was like a mud cow entering the sea and stopped a foot away from Black Thirteen, but it was difficult to make an inch forward. However, the remaining energy of the explosion still pushed Black into the sea. Thirteen and Shui Nisheng flew away.
He did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but looked at one place with a solemn expression.
There was a small figure there, pointing at him with dead eyes and saying firmly: "No!"
