Sima Kongming prepared a plan to use points plus a ring match to ensure that every powerful force will not encounter strong people too early and be eliminated. From the perspective of fairness alone, it is natural that people cannot find fault.

But he ignored one thing, that is, time is no longer allowed to delay like this.

According to his original plan, this ranking competition should have started as early as noon, but in order to wait for the ghost market to enter, it is now Shenshi, that is, around 4 pm.

If the competition is carried out in this way, dozens of participating forces will play one by one, and then start the points arrangement one by one. Even if several are opened at the same time, it will exceed its expected time.

Of course, for all the forces present, what is more important is that they are worried that before the end of this ranking competition, they will receive the news that Qin Fan said first.

Then, under the pressure of the situation, they will have to stop the battle on the Hidden Dragon List, and inevitably, they will also have to bear the consequences of deceiving the Heavenly Dao.

What is the heavenly contract? It is a contract reached with God. There has been no record of the consequences of violating the heavenly contract in history, because no fool would do such a thing, so they naturally do not want to become this alternative historical pioneer.

So when Qin Fan spoke, representatives of the forces present began to respond one after another. They clearly had malice towards the ghost market, but now they raised the flag and cheered like Qin Fan's dog legs.

This made Sima Kongming, who was suddenly targeted, feel very uncomfortable.

"The situation is completely out of control, you need to calm down." Mu Che walked to Sima Kongming and said softly, then pulled him back to the main position on the grounds of re-discussing the competition plan.

Sima Kongming, who returned to the original seat, suddenly discovered that Shang Zhonghe, who was originally one of the three referees, had his seat not far from the first position on the right, which was next to Qin Fan's position.

And this old and good man who called his position a neutral position throughout the whole process took the initiative to say something in Qin Fan's ear, but Qin Fan just nodded occasionally, looking quite coping.

“What’s the situation?”

Sima Kongming began to recall the few few exchanges between Qin Fan and Shang Zhonghe. It was after Qin Fan said that it took time to deliver the message and there was not much time left. The other party came to Qin Fan for advice, but was stabbed back by two words.

"No! Some big things have definitely happened at this moment!"

He looked at Mu Che beside him, trying to get an answer from the other party's mouth, but Mu Che only gave him a helpless expression.

"You also know my situation. This month, I have been dealing with matters related to the Wandu Palace War. After finally waiting for the end of this battle, there are a lot of trouble waiting for me to solve, plus the situation in the entire Nanxuanzhou Prefecture...

On the contrary, you, as the chief inspector of the Six Gates, didn’t you notice something wrong?"

"I..." Sima Kongming could not say that in order to ensure that the plan was foolproof, he transferred all his confidants to Nanxuanzhou Prefecture, and for this, all the favors in the past were clean, so everything that happened outside Nanxuanzhou Prefecture was a dark look for him.

"You go and ask the others what exactly can make them temporarily let go of this opportunity to target the ghost market together!"

After taking a deep breath, Sima Kongming picked up the tea that the sect of Zhudao Hall next to him had brewed again, and drank it in a small mouthful of calmness. At the same time, his eyes were also observing the reactions of representatives of various forces.

Compared to the tensions that these forces have shown before, they are now quiet like good babies.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Xie Xiaofeng, who is sitting in the fifth seat on the right, has a surging sword intent around him, and there is a tendency to draw his sword to face him if he disagrees.

He was staring at Yugucheng on the second seat on the right... No, his gaze had already passed through Yugucheng, and the position he was looking at was a man in black robe standing behind Qin Fan.

"I felt right just now. There was the sword intent of the Zhenwu Demon-Subduing Sword Technique in that sword!"

"What do you mean... Yan Shisan's fate?"

The answer was naturally Fang Baoyu. The two of them joined forces to fight Yu Gucheng, but compared to the three of them fighting, it was more like explaining the sword intent they understood.

Of course, it was also because of this move that Fang Baoyu realized the difference with the other two people. His natural sword was just a first entry threshold. Xie Xiaofeng's kingly sword intent had reached the peak of the early stage, as dazzling as the rising sun.

As for Yu Gucheng, he is walking out of the limitations brought to him by fate, there are obvious flaws in the flying immortals outside the sky, but he is about to get rid of the shadow of Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng.

But this is not as good as the fleeting light of death sword in the darkness.

The magic fog used by Liu Lisha can limit a person's vision and mental power to the greatest extent, but it cannot resist the keen intuition between the swordsmen that transcends the five senses. So when the sword appeared, the three of them stopped their movements together.

"It's not a fateful body... The entanglement between Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan is far better than the connection with Murong Qiudi.

When I saw Murong Qiudi, I couldn't suppress the impulse in my heart, but if it weren't for the familiar sword, I wouldn't have noticed that person's existence."

Xie Xiaofeng frowned. If he followed the fateful body route, if he wanted to take his sword further and complete a straight line leap from the early to the middle stage, it would inevitably be necessary to fight Yan Shisan's fateful body.

The connection between the fateful body is so close that it cannot be concealed in any way, so Xie Xiaofeng believes in his feelings very much. The man in black robe should not be a fateful body.

"No, he may have walked out of his fate." Fang Baoyu remembered the rumor he heard before leaving the ghost market, and then he hesitated for a moment.

"I heard that the Ghost Lord can help the body of fate get rid of fate, but it will cost a lot. You should have heard of the desperate pawnshops in the six core buildings of the Ghost Market."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xie Xiaofeng nodded and said:

"If I'm at the right time, I'll go there, but the premise is..."

Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes gently, and the same was true for Fang Baoyu beside him. With the sword heart formed by the two, he could keenly detect that there was boundless malice intent sweeping towards a position in the square.

Standing at the center of this storm gathered by malicious intentions is Qin Fan.

"Brother Fang, let's talk about this private matter for now. It's time to talk about official matters. You should have heard what he said just now. I think you should know the best about what the news they are waiting for?"

Fang Baoyu opened his eyes and looked at Xie Xiaofeng, who was calm and calm, with his expression as steady as his identity as the young leader of the Zinong Xie family.

"I said I don't know much, do you believe it?"

"Of course." Xie Xiaofeng nodded calmly, "The old guys in my family had many speculations before, but the possibility of these speculations being implemented is no more than one-tenth, but now everything has come true.

They just tend to the most conservative idea and made the most secure arrangement, and the facts have proved that the stability of those old guys is still very necessary."

"Do you really believe what the Ghost Lord said? Although he didn't seem to say anything, it was implied in secret that everything had happened, but the question is how could he get the news so early?" Fang Baoyu said in confusion.

Fang Yunhua, who stood behind him like a background board, accidentally touched the voice transmission token hidden in his sleeve.

Xie Xiaofeng chuckled and said:

"It doesn't matter how he knows all this in advance, because only when the chaos really gets, he dares to continue to kill so unscrupulously."

"Kill...got down?"

"Yes, Zhu Wuyan is the first, but definitely not the last one, so this is the real battle for the hidden dragon."

Xie Xiaofeng put away the steadiness on his face, and a hot fire of war began to burn in his eyes. The same person was Duan Yu, who silently recited scriptures but suddenly stopped the sound.

"So, is there another chance of killing?"

His voice was very soft, but he did not hide it from Fang Baoyu and Xie Xiaofeng's ears. At this time, the two looked at the opposite seat. Murong Fu's hair crown, standing behind Murong Qiudi, had been shattered, and now he was just tied his hair together.

This is probably the person who was most seriously injured except for the Qinglong Pavilion when a chaotic war broke out in the square just now.

In his destiny trajectory, during the battle of Yu Shaoshishan, Murong Fu was smashed by Duan Yu's six-mechanical divine sword, which caused him to lose all his face in front of the heroes, and for this reason he even wanted to draw his sword and commit suicide.

However, Murong Fu was extremely calm at this moment, with a smile on his face.

When he noticed the hatred gaze that Duan Yu cast, he even raised his head and nodded slightly.

"Cousin, it seems that you have made a lot of progress."

Although Murong Qiudi threw Duan Yu to Murong Fu and the Northern Barbarians to solve the problem before, she knew very well that the number of people was not very restricted for Duan Yu, who was already proficient in kite flow. In addition, the opponent's determination to kill Murong Fu, so she kept sharing some mental power to pay attention to the battle situation there.

However, it was actually similar to what she expected. After avoiding the military trap set by the Northern Barbarians, Duan Yu kept firing at Murong Fu. The Beiming rebirth method he practiced was inexhaustible with true energy, and it was completely equivalent to an infinite bullet-like Gatlin Bodhisattva.

After dodging for more than ten moves, Murong Fu began to fall into a disadvantage, especially after Duan Yu pointed at him and broke his head, Murong Fu was so angry that he wanted to die with him.

But looking at the flying sword energy and Duan Yu's wonderful lightness skills while shooting, it made it difficult for him to realize this little wish, which also stimulated his thinking to usher in an opportunity of inspiration that suddenly realized and suddenly enlightened!

Especially when he remembered that Murong Qiudi mentioned that the Murong family's ginseng fingers were not inferior to the unique skills of Linlang Duan's family. The so-called Six-Meridian Divine Sword was just derived from the one yang finger. One principle is clear and all the principles are clear. The Murong family's ginseng fingers can also be improved and improved!

Then, with the help of the Dou Zhuang Xingshi, he began to deeply understand the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. His true qi was driven by his thoughts, and finally he made him complete the breakthrough of the Shenhezhi Finger!

And as Qin Fan's magic black fog dispelled, he wiped out all the dozen sword energy that Duan Yu finally attacked!

"What's that move called?"

"Shenhe sword energy·storm rainstorm in the sky."

"A good name."

"Cousin, I have already figured it out. The so-called glory of the body of fate is extremely ridiculous. What is the only one in the world, Murong is the only one in this world!"

"Then be prepared, risks and opportunities coexist, you are, and we will do the same in the future."

The words of Murong Qiudi and Murong Fu did not lower the volume. Murong Qiudi even looked at the representatives of various forces with some point of view, but the one who responded the most to him was not these people, but the players who had been huddled behind the big guys throughout the whole process.

In order to avoid making some mistakes by talking as much as before, they even posted a post on the forum, specifically to complain about it wildly.

"Shenhe sword energy... Is there such a move in the Eight Tribes of the Heavenly Dragons?"

"Yes! But... it shouldn't!"

"Why shouldn't it be? You all have the fateful body of the Huang-type novel. Although this sister is a bit fast, she shouldn't say it. It turns out that the strength of the Ghost Market is so strong that she killed the Lord of Qinglong Pavilion, and a group of big men dare not even make a fart. By the way, what about them [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy]?"

"Someone on the forum said that they had just climbed the mountain and were still holding the national treasure raised by the ghost market."

"What's going on now? The rules announced just now were rejected by the Ghost Lord, and then he just stared at me and waited?"

"Hey, hey, this topic has gone far. Didn't you talk about it just now? "

"Yes, yes, yes, I have seen this name once, and I don't know if it's a duplicate name, but this inevitably means that the Nine Yang Divine Art is shocking the world and ruled the Yijin Jing in the world!"

"This is a big deal with the Nine Yang Divine Arts and the Yi Jin Jing... I'm X!!! You mean the Hong Kong comic version of the Tianlong Bashu! It's the Murong Fu who is so strong that he fights three!"

"Well, it's the one who practiced the Beiming Divine Art, and then fucked Ding Chunqiu, Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Bo, and sucked the Yijin Sutra of the Sweeping Monk to the Black-level Futu!"

"It's really hard to imagine that this special girl can get into the Hong Kong comic version of fate! Then when Murong Fu becomes the queen, wouldn't she kill the whole audience? If it doesn't work, I'll notify my boss!"

Then, when they saw the players who were originally pretending to be low-key, they all came to the ears of their own power representatives and began to whisper. Including players who joined the Beiman Barbarians, they also began to seriously talk about how powerful the Hong Kong comic version was so unreasonable.

"So my fate is not the original one?" Murong Fu's excitement at this moment was obviously a matter of fate.

"Uh... the process is different, and I ended up going crazy."

Murong Fu stopped talking. He was very sure that he was not the fateful body of the Hong Kong comics version, because the inheritance he received was all the original garbage martial arts. He joined the sword energy with his own wisdom...

Thinking of this, Murong Fu had some thoughts, and his eyes looked at the direction of the Buddha land. Perhaps even though the destiny was not like this, he could also allow himself to walk on the invincible path of light with his acquired fortune.
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