I hire players in the martial arts world

Chapter 375
"The situation is a bit dire, but this should be Ying Tianhong's strongest move."

Ying Wuque looked at Feng Mo, who was seriously injured, and then turned his gaze to Ying Tianhong, who had only a few knife marks on his robe, the outcome was decided.

He wasn't too surprised by this result, after all, his father was the head of the Sword Making Hall, and being able to sit in this position showed his strength.

But when he saw that Feng Mo was able to force out Ying Tianhong's Tianwen's third knife, he was still a little surprised.

After all, he once heard Ying Tianhong say that Qi Tianwen's third knife can already faintly threaten those ceiling-level monsters.

But even if Ying Tianhong had the upper hand, Ying Wuque still stood decisively on Qin Fan's side, because even if Ying Tianhong won this battle, he would inevitably die.

On the other hand, Liu Lisha, who had just finished setting up the magic barrier, looked at Ying Wuque with a somewhat complicated look.

For her, a son who could decisively betray his father made her, who had been bound by family affection since she was a child, feel a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

However, she would not ask more questions when it was unnecessary, but she subconsciously put a distance between Ying Wuque and Ying Wuque.

After all, in her opinion, a person who abandons family affection is obviously not on the same side as herself. Even if the other party is a weak scum in the innate realm, she cannot let go of the vigilance she should have.

And Qin Fan's expression was extremely calm, he was not anxious because of Feng Mo's serious injury, nor did he show any emotional ups and downs in response to Wu Que's words.

To this he just replied lightly:
"As long as 'Wind' has not completely lost its combat effectiveness, then the worst situation has not yet come."

Ying Wucai nodded his head half-understood, and then took the initiative to explain:
"Currently, Zhudaotang has mastered the five moves of the Heavenly Knife Bajue, namely the first three knives, the fifth knives and the seventh knives, but because there is no connection in the middle, it is difficult to perform the fifth and seventh knives."

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows. This information did not match what he knew. He originally thought that Zhudaotang only had remnants of the first three swords.

And Liu Lisha looked at Ying Wuque with more fear and fear. After a moment of hesitation, she whispered to Qin Fan:
"Master Guizun, this should be completely able to betray his father, which also means that he can betray Guishi at any time in the future."

Some things can be said to the end, and it is not suitable for her to say too much as a new joiner. At this time, she can say this sentence because the other party's actions are really contrary to her ideas.

This made her feel a bad feeling for no reason.

Qin Fan just nodded indifferently, but did not answer.

He knows better than anyone else that Ying Wuque's situation is quite shameless and normal in the eyes of some people.

But Qin Fan understood that this was because the other party did not have the concept of family affection from the beginning, rather than a deliberate act of betrayal.

The one who should be completely loyal from the beginning to the end is himself and the red sleeve knife in his hand.

Of course, he is also afraid of death, so on the road of survival, his choice will be more direct, and it is even difficult for others to understand.

Just like the death of Xiang Bohuai, the third elder of Zhudaotang.

As a member indirectly involved in this process, Ying Wucai knew very well that this was not an accident, and vaguely guessed that it had something to do with Wuyou Villa.

But he didn't say anything.

Even though he returned safely to the Sword Forging Hall, he didn't speak out about his guess, because it wasn't necessary.

Xiang Bohuai died as soon as he died, and it had nothing to do with him. If he took the initiative to tell this matter, he might be remembered by Wuyou Villa.

Although Wuyou Villa didn't show too much strength before, Ying Wuque still silently regarded this matter as ignorant.

In his heart, a little risk of harming himself will be infinitely magnified. Comparing the lives of 100, 1000, or even 1 people around him with this risk is equivalent to a sharply tilted balance.

And Ying Wuque has been hiding it very well all along, no one has discovered that his nature is a monster that cannot be tolerated by others, only Qin Fan has seen it.

So at this moment, his trust in Correspondence is even better than Liu Lisha.

Because there are various accidents in the entanglement of emotions, but not in life, life or death is a very simple choice.

There is no doubt that Ying Wucai would choose to live under any circumstances.

Then his gaze turned to the battlefield.

Feng Mo, who was already seriously injured, had no time to procrastinate any longer, which also meant that it was difficult for Ying Tianhong, who had fully mastered the first three moves of the Heavenly Sword Bajue, to rely only on immature small saber steps and the eight imitation techniques.

so.
At this time, Feng Mo looked towards the direction of the dense fog where Qin Fan was, with a hint of pleading in his eyes. Seeing this, Qin Fan sighed slightly and said:
"Yes, but there is only one chance."

Ying Tianhong, who thought he was sure of victory, was taken aback by the sudden sound on the battlefield.

one move?what trick?
Does the opponent have a trump card?
From the point of view of his condition, Ying Tianhong, who was only slightly injured, had enough confidence to deal with it, not to mention that his Tianwen Xinyan had a strong restraint effect on Feng Mo.

But his expression was very dignified, and there was no carelessness in his eyes.

His spiritual power completely locked on Feng Mo who was bleeding continuously, and in the next second, the opponent's figure disappeared.

But the strange thing was that there was no wind whistling in his ears, and he couldn't even feel a breeze blowing by.

Immediately, he clearly saw a drop of crimson blood appearing on the dilapidated ground from time to time, one in two and three in number. Countless blood beads converged into horizontal and vertical lines. Looking at the battlefield from above, It seems to have turned into a chessboard!
"here we go."

Qin Fan's soft voice caused the momentum of the knife on the chessboard to surge, and in an instant, the dust was like a tide, surging all over the sky!

At this moment, the world is like a chessboard, intertwined with horizontal and vertical lines, everything in the world seems to be transformed into countless grids!

At the intersection of every two lines, an indescribable saber intent rose up!
Everything will bow under Feng Mo's knife at this time!

"Two, do your best!"

Among the three paddling people who watched the whole process, Huang Tiangui, who had faintly felt the saber intent, changed his expression drastically, and said immediately.

In fact, without his reminding, the terrifying saber gesture that seemed to be breaking free from the formation had already made Mo Kaixin and Shi Liuxie begin to pour their spiritual power and stellar energy into the formation to maintain the formation!

"Vertical and horizontal tactics—!"

The clear voice echoed continuously in the formation of Tiansuo's three talents. As the only target of this knife, Ying Tianhong has long been ready for it!
Even when he felt the burst of saber intent, he had already begun to gather the saber momentum!
The Tianwen knife in his hand trembled slightly, and the bright silver knife light began to dim at this moment, but the knife on Ying Tianhong's body became more and more violent!

"If the guess is correct, he is forcibly using the fifth knife of the Eight Skills of the Heavenly Sword that you mentioned earlier at the cost of the lower grade of the Heavenly Wendao."

Hearing Qin Fan's words, Ying Wuque's expression was full of fanaticism. After nodding excitedly, he stared at the center of the battlefield without blinking!

From his point of view, a stunning two-knife battle is more important. No matter whether the result is the death of Feng Mo or Ying Tianhong, it is difficult for him to have a slight disturbance in his mood at this moment.

Even his life and death at this moment can't compare to the wonderful moment of this two-knife confrontation!
And the red sleeve knife that he had been hiding in his sleeve began to tremble slightly, and he was also looking forward to the collision of the two knives!
The next second, Feng Mo appeared, and he stood at the intersection of each long black and white long line, as if he had become a pawn on a chessboard.

But in less than a breath, his figure was fragmented like a mirror in a mirror!

The bloody chessboard on the ground faintly coincides with the black and white chessboard above, and that familiar aura connects the two sides!

In the next moment, the thousands of chess pieces formed by the sword intent turned into countless meteors rising and falling, and his sword lost its trace, hidden under the long criss-crossing lines!
Each of those lines is a knife mark he swung, adding up the marks, the terrifying knife energy shakes the beginning of the collision of the Tiansuo three talents, and finally turns into a little bit of bright and bright starlight!
Rushing like a shooting star!
"Good come!"

Ying Tianhong let out a loud roar, and when the muscles in his arms curled up, the raised blood vessels began to burst one after another, and the blood stained his whole body and his Tianwen Saber red!

Then a treacherous and dazzling blood-colored sword glow erupted!

Facing the unavoidable and unavoidable meteor knife, he rushed away angrily!

Heavenly Knife Eight Jue Tianwen Fifth Knife——How can there be a dragon that can swim behind a bear?

The moment the two knives converged, a storm of turbulent knives swept across every place covered by the formation, and those collapsed houses were also crushed into dissipated powder at this moment!

The sudden burst of sand fog exploded in the center of the battlefield, and then filled the four directions!
The first to be affected by this move was Bi Qingyun. Her long whip waved faintly to form a Mount Tai momentum, but the heavy meaning that had just been condensed was easily shattered by a burst of saber energy!
Shui Niesheng, who was healing behind her, breathed out his true energy, and was about to resist with the sword intent of heaven, but the sword finger he just raised was pushed back by one person.

It's Qin Fan.

I saw one of his palms waved lightly, and a burst of purple sun flames filled with the power of extermination surged out, and the terrifying saber energy was completely wiped out as soon as it touched the flame barrier!
At this moment, he is closing his eyes, carefully feeling the strong emotions erupting in the center of the battlefield!
That has already proved that Ying Tianhong did not die under Feng Mo's sword, but it also made him the fuel for his true martial arts meaning, Heaven's Judgment and Earth's Extinction.

Damn it!Damn it!Damn damn damn damn!Damn damn damn damn damn!
The extreme negative emotions made Ying Tianhong's face look distorted. Although he is not dead, he looks like he would rather die now!

He lost the previous move, but he failed to block Feng Mo's knife!

His arms and legs were divided into countless small grids, and the moment dense knife marks emerged, blood gushed out!

Immediately after—

There was a loud bang, and clusters of blood mist scattered across the sky.

He didn't die, not because he survived with his own strength, but because the other party spared his life.

Although after that move, Feng Mo had already fallen into a coma, because he forcibly used the Zongheng Jue, his injuries seemed to be no different than Ying Tianhong who lost both legs and arms.

But Ying Tianhong was also powerless to give him the last blow, the sting from his spiritual world was still secondary, what he needed to accept was the reality that he was about to become a cripple.

Do not!still have a chance!

Uncontrollable negative emotions grew wildly in Ying Tianhong's heart, but even so, his rationality did not disappear.

But it also made him look even more crazy!

"Qin Fan!"

At this moment, he shouted Qin Fan's name aloud with the remaining strength, and just as he finished speaking, Qin Fan, who was wearing the ghost emperor's suit and ghost mask, had appeared in front of him.

Through that weird mask, he seemed to see Qin Fan's silent ridicule.

His anger and hatred for this were rising in a straight line, but his expression suddenly calmed down, and even his voice could not hear the slightest ups and downs in emotion.

"I am the head of the Sword Making Hall. My identity and the secrets I know are all of great value. I can let everyone in the Sword Making Hall join Wangyou Ghost City, and I can also take the initiative to set up a situation to help you kill Sima Kongming." !
The chief arrester of the six gates, Sima Kongming, has always held great hostility towards Wuyou Villa! "

Qin Fan didn't say a word, he first walked towards Feng Mo, and after taking a few pills for him, he gently swung his right palm, and a gust of palm wind brought him to Shui Niesheng's side.

Immediately after seeing Ying Tianhong whose expression was getting more and more excited, he stepped on his foot, and a purple sun demonic flame filled with the meaning of extermination surged out in all directions!

In just a few breaths, Qin Fan and Ying Tianhong had already been enveloped in a layer of flame gas.

Shi Liuxie, who wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, frowned, because the sliver of spiritual power he had just extended through the formation was burned into nothingness as soon as it touched the purple sun magic flame!
If he hadn't cut it in time, I'm afraid that extremely destructive power would erode his spiritual sea in one fell swoop!

"Is this the true meaning of martial arts? It's terrifying, no, the most terrifying thing is the Ghost Venerable. This strength really lives up to its reputation."

After taking a deep breath, Shi Liuxie focused on eliminating the fighting aura that still existed in the formation.

And Qin Fan, who noticed that Shi Liuxie withdrew his mental power, also set his eyes on Ying Tianhong, and he could clearly feel the strong hatred of the other party at this moment.

It is also thanks to this hatred, and the more complicated negative emotions in it, that he has maintained the compulsion of Ghost Venerable.

[Heaven Judgment and Die Mie: The true meaning of martial arts comprehended through "Heaven Jue Di Mie Da Qiankun Hand", which also incorporates part of the true meaning of "Heavenly Owl, Diku and Great Meteor Soul".

Its essence is the gathering of the ultimate destructive power that captures the vital essence of all things and refines external forces to melt all things!
It should be called more—everything is destroyed, the world is destroyed!

To activate this true meaning of martial arts, strong negative emotions need to be used as a guide. If the ultimate destruction is compared to a blazing flame, sufficient negative emotions are its fuel.

The combustion is endless, the flame is endless.

But also if too much fuel is put in, it will cause the flame to hurt itself, just like a child forcibly swinging a sledgehammer that can shake the world. 】

"Master Guizun, I definitely have enough value!"

Ying Tianhong didn't give up the hope of living, and even talked about the benefits of living as much as possible, but Qin Fan didn't listen carefully to the last sentence from the beginning to the end.

After confirming that the Ziyang Demon Flame he had arranged had completely cut off prying eyes from the outside world, he stretched out his right hand and pointed at Ying Tianhong's eyebrows, while pressing his left hand on his heart!
(End of this chapter)