I hire players in the martial arts world

Chapter 509 Participating in Sword Qi
The plan Sima Kongming prepared was to add points to the group arena, so as to ensure that every powerful force would not be eliminated when they encountered a strong player too early. From the perspective of fairness alone, people could not fault it.

But he overlooked one point, that is, time does not allow such a delay.

According to its original plan, the ranking competition should have started as early as noon, but in order to wait for the ghost market to enter, it has now reached the Shen time, which is around four o'clock in the afternoon.

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

Of course, for all the forces present, what was more important was that they were worried that they would receive the news from Qin Fan before the ranking competition was over.

Then at that time, it is very likely that under the pressure of the situation, they will have to stop the competition for the hidden dragon list, and it is inevitable that they will also bear the consequences of deceiving the way of heaven.

What is a contract of heaven is a contract reached with the heavens. There is no record of the fate of violating the contract of heaven in history, because no fool would do such a thing, and they naturally do not want to be this alternative history pioneer.

So when Qin Fan spoke, representatives of several forces present began to respond one after another. They clearly harbored malice towards the ghost market in their hearts, but now they raised their flags to cheer like Qin Fan's dogs.

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's side and said softly, then pulled him back to the main seat on the grounds of rediscussing the competition plan.

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

And this good old man who called his position neutral 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 rare exchanges between Qin Fan and Shang Zhonghe. It was after Qin Fan said that it would take time to deliver the message and the time was running out. The words came back.

"No! Something big is definitely happening at this moment!"

He looked at Mu Che at the side, 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. I have been dealing with matters related to the Wandu Palace War this month. After the battle is over, there are still a lot of troublesome things waiting for me to solve, plus the situation in the entire Nanxuan Prefecture.
On the contrary, you, as the chief arrester of the dignified six doors, didn't you notice anything wrong? "

"I" Sima Kongming can't say that in order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, he transferred all his confidantes to Nanxuanzhou Mansion. For this reason, all the favors in the past have been exhausted, so everything that happened outside Nanxuanzhou Mansion is for him. It is said that both eyes are smeared.

"Go and ask other people, what can make them temporarily put aside this opportunity to jointly target the ghost market!"

After Sima Kongming took a deep breath, he picked up the re-brewed tea by the doormen of Zhudao Hall, and drank it in small sips pretending to be calm, while observing the reactions of representatives of various forces.

Compared with the faint agitation shown by these forces before, now they are all quiet like obedient babies.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, Xie Xiaofeng, who is sitting in the fifth seat on the right, has sword intent surging all over his body, and there is a hidden tendency to draw his sword to face each other when there is a disagreement.

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

"The feeling just now is correct, that sword has the sword intent of the real Wumo swordsmanship!"

"You mean Yan Shisan's fateful body?"

The one who answered him was naturally Fang Baoyu. Just now the two teamed up to fight Yugucheng, but compared to saying that the three of them fought, it was more like explaining the sword intent they understood.

Of course, it was also because of this move that Fang Baoyu recognized the gap between him and the other two. His Sword of Nature was just a beginner's level, while Xie Xiaofeng's King Sword Intent had reached its peak in the early stage, as dazzling as the morning sun.

As for Yugucheng, he is getting out of the restrictions brought about by his fate body, and there are obvious flaws in the flying fairy he cast, but he is about to get rid of the shadow of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun city.

But this is nothing compared to the fleeting death sword light in the darkness.

The magic fog cast by Liu Lisha can limit a person's vision and mental power to the greatest extent, but it can't resist the sharp intuition among swordsmen that transcends the five senses, so when the sword appeared, the three of them also fell in unison. Qi stopped what he was doing.

"It's not fate. 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 restrain the impulse in my heart, but if it wasn't for that familiar sword, I wouldn't even have noticed the existence of that person. "

Xie Xiaofeng frowned. If he followed the Fate Body route, if he wanted to take his sword one step further and complete the straight-line leap from the early stage to the middle stage, he would inevitably have to fight Yan Shisan's Fate Body.

And the connection between the fate body is so close that it cannot be covered up in any way, so Xie Xiaofeng believes in his own feeling that the man in black robe should not be the fate body.

"No, he may have escaped his fate." Fang Baoyu recalled the rumor he heard before leaving the ghost market, and then he hesitated and said.

"I heard that Ghost Venerable can help Fate Body get rid of Fate, but you have to pay a high price for it. You should have heard of the Pawn Shop of Death in the six core buildings of Ghost City."

Xie Xiaofeng nodded and said:

"If the time is right, I will go, but only if."

Before he finished speaking, he gently closed his eyes, and Fang Baoyu on the side did the same. With the sword heart forged by the two of them, he could keenly perceive that there was boundless malice sweeping towards a certain position in this square.

It was Qin Fan who stood at the center of this storm of malice.

"Brother Fang, let's talk about private matters for the time being. Now it's time to talk about business matters. You should have heard what he said just now. I think you are the one who knows best what news they are waiting for?"

Fang Baoyu opened his eyes and looked at Xie Xiaofeng, who restrained his fighting spirit, and his expression was stable enough to match his identity as the young patriarch of the Zi Nong Xie Clan.

"I said that I don't know much about the situation, do you believe it?"

"Of course." Xie Xiaofeng nodded calmly, "The old guys in my family had a lot of guesses before, but the possibility of these guesses being implemented is no more than one in ten, but now everything has become a prophecy. .

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

"Do you really believe what Gui Zun said? Although he didn't seem to say anything, he was implicitly implying that everything had already happened, but the question is how could he get the news so early?" Fang Baoyu was puzzled.

And Fang Yunhua, standing behind him like a background board, inadvertently touched the sound transmission token hidden in his sleeve.

Xie Xiaofeng laughed lightly and said:

"As for how he knew all this in advance, it doesn't matter, because only when there is a real mess, he dares to kill so recklessly."

"Kill it?"

"That's right, Zhu Wuyan was the first, but definitely not the last, so this is the real battle for Qianlong."

Xie Xiaofeng put away the poise on his face, a group of fiery flames of war began to burn in his eyes, and there was another person like him, Duan Yu who was chanting scriptures silently but suddenly stopped speaking.

"So, there is one more chance to kill, right?"

His voice was very soft, but he did not deceive Fang Baoyu and Xie Xiaofeng's ears. The two looked at the last seat facing each other. Murong Fuqi's hair crown standing behind Murong Qiudi had been smashed, and now he just tied his hair in a hastily. together.

This was probably also the person who suffered the most damage except for the Qinglong Pavilion when the chaos broke out in the square just now.

In his original destiny trajectory, during the battle at Shaoshi Mountain, Murong Fu was shattered by Duan Yu's six-meridian sword, which caused him to lose all face in front of the heroes. To draw his sword and kill himself.

But at this moment Murong Fu was extremely calm, with an unconcealable smile on his face.

When he noticed Duan Yu's eyes full of hatred, he even raised his head and nodded slightly.

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

Although Murong Qiudi had thrown Duan Yu to Murong Fu and those northern barbarian soldiers before, she knew very well that the number of people was not too restrictive for Duan Yu, who was already proficient in kiting. The determination to recover, so she has been allocating some mental energy to pay attention to the battle situation over there.

However, the reality is similar to what she expected. After avoiding the trap set by the soldiers of the northern barbarians, Duan Yu kept shooting at Murong Fu. Qi is inexhaustible and inexhaustible, which is completely equivalent to a Gatling Bodhisattva with infinite bullets.

But Murong Fu started to fall into a disadvantage after dodging more than a dozen moves, especially after Duan Yu broke his crown with a finger, Murong Fu was so angry that he wanted to die with him.

But seeing the swirling sword energy, and Duan Yu's wonderful lightness kung fu of keeping a safe distance while shooting, it made it difficult for him to realize even this small wish, which also stimulated his mind to usher in a sudden realization, a sudden realization. Cheerful opportunity for inspiration!

Especially when he remembered that Murong Qiudi had mentioned before that his Murong family's Shenhe finger was not inferior to his Linlang Duan family's unique knowledge. It proves that his Murong family's participating fingers can also be improved!
Then with the help of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, he began to have a deep understanding of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. His true energy was driven by his thoughts, and he finally made a breakthrough in joining fingers!

And when the black mist of Qin Fan's technique dissipated, he wiped out all the dozen or so sword qi that Duan Yu attacked and killed in the end!

"What's that move called?"

"Participate in Sword Qi·Rainstorm."

"Nice name."

"Cousin, I've already figured it out. The so-called glory of the fateful body is extremely ridiculous. There is only Murong in this world!"

"Then be prepared, risks and opportunities coexist, you are like this, and we will be like this next time."

The words of Murong Qiudi and Murong Fu did not lower the volume, even Murong Qiudi looked at the representatives of various forces with meaning, but it was not these people who reacted the most to him, but the crowd who huddled together throughout the whole process. The players behind him.

In order to avoid some mistakes caused by talking too much like before, they even opened a post on the forum to complain crazily.

"Participating Sword Qi. Is there such a move in Tianlong Babu?"

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

"Why shouldn't it be again? The fate body that you read in the novels of the yellow series has appeared. Although this sister's speed is a bit fast, but should I say it, it turns out that the strength of the ghost city is so high that killing the owner of the Qinglong Pavilion, A group of bosses don’t even dare to fart, by the way [Sword Mad Sword Chi] what about them?”

"Someone on the forum said that they just went up the mountain, and they are still holding the national treasure raised by Guishi."

"Then what's the situation now, the rules announced just now were rejected by Gui Zun, and then they just waited like this?"

"Hey, hey, this topic has gone far away, didn't we just talk about participating in sword energy?"

"Yes, yes, Shenhe Jianqi, I have seen this name once, and I don't know if it is the same name, but it is inevitable to mention a word, Nine Suns Divine Art shocks the world, King's Landing World Yijinjing!"

"This has nothing to do with Nine Suns Divine Art and Yi Jin Jing!!! You mean the Hong Kong comic version of Tianlong Babu! It's Murong Fu who is so strong that he can beat three!"

"Well, it's the Murong Heavenly King who practiced the Beiming Divine Art against his will, defeated Ding Chunqiu, Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Bo, and absorbed the Yijinjing of the sweeping monk to the black-level Buddha!"

"It's really hard to imagine that this special girl can sneak into the fateful body of the Hong Kong manga version! Then when Murong Fu rises to the sky in one step, won't it blow up the audience, if not, I have to inform my boss!"

Even after seeing the players who were pretending to be low-key, one by one, they leaned into the ears of representatives of their own forces and began to whisper, including the players who joined the Northman, and began to seriously talk about how powerful the moves involving the Hong Kong manga version were. It doesn't make sense.

"So the ending of my fateful body is not like the original version?" Murong Fu's excitement at the moment is obviously related to fate.

"Well, the process is different, and it's still crazy in the end."

Murong Fu stopped talking, he was very sure that he was not the fateful body of the Hong Kong manga version, because the inheritance he got was all the rubbish martial arts of the original version, and he still relied on his own wisdom to participate in the sword qi.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu became a bit more thoughtful, and looked in the direction of the Buddha Land from time to time, perhaps the fate was not like this, but by virtue of the acquired good fortune, he could also make himself walk on that invincible bright road.

Just when he had some preliminary plans in his mind, the fat and fat [Sword Mad Sword Chi] and others also came late.

(End of this chapter)