"Brother Mo, look at my spear is not handsome!"
Yan Kuangshan was carefully wiping the spear in his hand. This was specially created by Qin Fan for the founder of Jiqiao Palace for Yan Kuangshan.
Although it seems to be a low-quality product in the Earth, because the materials used are of excellent quality, it only takes some time to cultivate feelings to grow into the Heavenly Level.
So from then on, when the gun was cast, Yan Kuangshan would keep his spear away and take it out to show off when he had nothing to do.
He vaguely felt that whenever he praised the spear a few words, the weak spirituality inside the spear would grow a little.
Therefore, all kinds of words without a lower limit are sentence after sentence.
Mo Haolin just glanced at Yan Kuangshan at this and responded in a perfunctory tone: "Jun."
Yan Kuangshan nodded with satisfaction, then continued to wipe the spear while watching the warriors coming and going:
"Brother, did you find any suspicious signs?"
"Many, three out of ten don't feel like good people."
"It's just not like a good person, that's fine."
Yan Kuangshan knew that the warriors he attracted now were many spies sent by other forces, and of course there was no shortage of those who were extremely curious about the ghost market.
The Ghost Market’s external publicity is like a large black market, which has led to many people who come here disguising themselves, wearing hats and black robes, which is extremely common.
As for the appearance of the Red Robe Army led by Yan Kuangshan and Mo Haolin, it is more like a deterrence and warning.
"Brother, haven't you figured it out yet?" Yan Kuangshan, who seemed careless, suddenly changed his voice.
Mo Haolin knew what Yan Kuangshan was referring to, but he could not give the other party the response he wanted.
"Actually, you and the Red Rou Army are here, which means a lot of problems. I believe that it won't take long before the Imperial City will know about this."
Yan Kuangshan's words made Mo Haolin frown slightly.
“Some things I can do, but some things cannot.”
Mo Haolin also expressed his bottom line, and this answer did not exceed Yan Kuangshan's expectations.
He patted Mo Haolin on the shoulder and said:
"I understand my brother's insistence. In fact, it's good. Master Ghost Lord knows it. He can't let you make some difficult decisions."
When he said this, he had another idea in his mind.
If the bottom line is shaken once, it will retreat again and again. Now Mo Haolin has begun to obey Qin Fan's orders. Although he is only active in the Xuanyang Domain, it is indeed a considerable concession.
After all, the Daxuan Dynasty has not yet perished, and even if the Red Rou Army does not attract the favor of the people in the Imperial City, it is also one of the regular sequence legions to which the military belongs.
Then Yan Kuangshan raised his eyebrows. After careful consideration, he seemed to have few words of communication between Mo Haolin and Qin Fan, but why did this iron-blooded commander stand inexplicably?
He couldn't figure it out, just like occasionally recalling his current situation.
However, unlike Mo Haolin, he is not as entangled as the other party, but instead thinks that this is very good now.
At least there was a big guy in front of me, so there was no need for me to pretend to be stupid every day as scared as before.
Besides, Qin Fan is really generous to his own people.
Yan Kuangshan touched the spear in his hand, felt the growing spirituality in it, and decided to show off to others after entering the ghost market.
"Lao Yan, someone who needs attention is here."
Hearing Mo Haolin's reminder, Yan Kuangshan raised his head and happened to meet a pair of intimidating eyes.
Strong!
This was his first impression, and of course what made him even more afraid was that the strong man stood out in the crowd, but the warriors coming and going around him did not notice him.
Subconsciously, he held the spear tightly, and the gun body began to tremble slightly, and a sense of fighting spirit exploded from the tip of the gun.
But when the other party strode, a sense of oppression came with him, and the spear in Yan Kuangshan's hand stopped moving again, and the flame of fighting spirit that had just ignited seemed to be directly destroyed by the pouring rain.
"Who is yours?"
Seeing the other party's gray hood covering most of his face, his burly body was still approaching step by step. Even though he was standing behind him with the 30,000 red-robed troops who had already begun to condense, Yan Kuangshan still felt a palpitation.
"I'm not here to find trouble."
The man took off his hood and exposed his face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, and a face with a square national character, which looked quite windy and frosty.
Yan Kuangshan, who recognized this person's identity, breathed a sigh of relief:
"The leader of the Four Seas Gang, Qiao Baxian."
Qiao Ba nodded first, and only then Yan Kuangshan noticed a figure behind him. After the man took off his hood, a few big words suddenly appeared on his head - [Senior Wang next door]
He just glanced at this and looked at Qiao Baxian again.
"Gangmaster Qiao is here to find Master Ghost Lord?"
"Ghost Lord..." Qiao Baxian raised his eyebrows. This title obviously means that the other party is too lazy to even act, so he directly clarified Qin Fan to stand in the team.
However, this matter has little to do with him, so he nodded and said:
"Well, I have a business that I want to talk to the Ghost Lord, and by the way I am also curious about the Ghost Market."
"Since that's the case, let's do it with me." Yan Kuangshan gave Mo Haolin a look, and then took Qiao Baxian and [Senior Wang next door] to the Wuli Ghost River.
At this moment, the surroundings of Wuli Ghost River have been firmly guarded by ghost soldiers, and the three generals Hua Buqun and the casual cultivators are the leaders!
When everyone noticed that Yankuang Mountain came, they saluted one after another.
"Brother Hua, I'll leave it to you, and arrange a bamboo raft first."
Although there is still one day before the opening of the Ghost Market, the rules and regulations will always vary from person to person. Even if the Four Seas Gang is now called the shame of the secondary forces, no one will question Qiao Baxian's strength.
Not long after, a light raft came from the depths of the river. Under Hua Buqun's leadership, Qiao Baxian and [Senior Wang next door] boarded the light raft one after another and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
The crowd who were originally watching silently also began to discuss it in a silence.
"That was Qiao Baxian just now. I didn't expect that he would come to Ghost Market in person, and I didn't hear that Ghost Market had any friendship with the Sihai Gang."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It should be because of the relationship between Ye Mansion. When the Sihai Gang handled civil strife, Ye Mansion had put in a lot of efforts."
"Ye Mansion·Ye Emperor, Ghost City·Ghost Lord, hehe, have you heard a piece of news recently that claiming that the destruction of the Nether Corpse Sect was actually led by the Ye Emperor."
"I don't doubt this. Only those omnipresent killers in the Ye Mansion can find out the location of the Nether Corpse Sect."
"Then you tell me, was the Wandu Palace's residence also discovered by Ye Mansion? The next thing should be that Wandu Palace is unlucky?"
"What are you unlucky or not? Wandu Miyabu should have died, and the Nether Corpse Sect should have been destroyed long ago!"
"Brother, aren't you afraid of spies from the Ten Thousand Poison Palace around you?"
"This is the territory of the ghost market. Do they dare to take action!"
"You are really brave!"
After everyone gave him a thumbs up, they consciously distanced him a while.
After all, the most fearful thing about the Ten Thousand Poison Palace is the strange poison technique, which can make a person die inexplicably, especially for warriors with average strength between the Qi Condensation Realm and the Tongmai Realm, it is even more unsolvable.
But what the players are discussing is another matter.
"I'm X, that's Lao Wang next door!"
"It's really a good thing. I specially built a light raft for him. You know, those who spent 100 taels of silver will have to squeeze into a building and transport it to him."
"He was benefiting from Qiao Baxian's honor, okay? By the way, the old Wang next door on the forum has not made any noise recently."
"Hehe, he was scared by our Taoyuan people. After all, there is not even a fight except Qiao Baxian!"
"It's not me that you're still proud of yourself. Nowadays, everyone in the forum says that we were completely taken away by Qin Fan alone."
"It's also a skill to be taken away! Others don't have the chance to be taken away yet!"
"By the way, has anyone taken a photo of what happened just now? It's the end of the month that I can do something for a while!"
"I want to say that Qiao Baxian is not famous. If you really want to get into the top five, you have to wait until the ghost market opens. It is best if someone causes trouble at that time and then a master will take action to solve it. Only then can you take a photo to ensure the ranking is stable."
Those spies from various forces who came to the players wanted to find some secrets from the players in the Worry-free Villa camp.
As a result, they heard them talking more and more unreliable, and they even seemed to be hoping that someone would cause trouble when the ghost market opened.
Then they curled their lips and dispersed directly, but just found out that Qiao Ba had come to the ghost market in person, so they still kept it in mind. After all, this is not big or small, but it is also an important information.
......
The other end of Wuli Gui River is hidden at the entrance of the ghost market surrounded by mountains.
Qin Fan noticed the vibration of the voice transmission token. After checking the information inside, he notified Hua Buqun to take Qiao Baxian and the other two around, and then temporarily threw the matter behind his mind.
Logically speaking, Qiao Baxian has a great weight in the world, but compared with the people in front of him, he is still more than one level away.
"Junior brother, it's been a long time since."
At this moment, Qin Fan did not wear the Ghost Lord suit, but instead put on the white clothes he had originally been in Wuyou Villa. He took off his mask and smiled gently again.
Yu Cangmiao, who was standing opposite him, looked luxurious in his purple robe. Although the purple-black fishing rod behind him looked a little weird, it added some unique charm to him.
Facing Qin Fan's greetings, he took the initiative to bow and said:
"Senior Brother Third."
Qin Fan also solemnly returned with a gift:
"Fourth Junior Brother."
The scene of the two who really met for the first time looked extremely harmonious, and of course we had to ignore the powerful fighting spirit exuded by some people around us.
Feng Mo was staring at Bai Feisheng closely. Although he was a little surprised at the title of the brothers between Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao, he was soon thrown away by him.
Because no matter what happens at the moment, it cannot stop him from fighting with the man in white clothes, with even his hair and eyebrows!
Bai Feisheng was also staring at Feng Mo. He felt the other party's fighting spirit. Unlike the indifference he showed on weekdays, his emotions were also particularly high at this moment.
Su Changqing, who was so close to him, subconsciously stepped back several steps and looked at the four people in front of him in a harmonious and strange aura!
He really wanted to stand up and say, "I'm there!" Even if I'm not the protagonist, I can't forget me!"
But unfortunately, Qin Fan only had Yu Cangmiao in his eyes, Qin Fan only had Qin Fan in his eyes, Feng Mo only had Bai Feisheng in his eyes, and Bai Feisheng only had Feng Mo in his eyes.
Until he was ready to muster up the courage to say that he was not the time to eat vegetarian food at night.
The wind is blowing.
There was no wind in these three sides surrounded by mountains and the land of Wuli Ghost River, which was filled with death, but the roar of the roar with urgent wind suddenly rang in the ears of several people!
"Your knife is good."
A faint sound filled Bai Feisheng's ears with the wind roar, and Feng Mo, who was standing in front of him, had disappeared without a trace.
Bai Feisheng's right hand tried his best to restrain his desire to shoot the knife, but instead looked at Yu Cangmiao.
"Senior brother is going to give him a warning?" Yu Cangmiao's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.
Qin Fan shook his head, and his smile remained unabated, but when he looked closely, his eyes met with extremely cold eyes.
Then he coughed twice, and this time no blood dripped onto the ground, but his body and temperament gave people the illusion that he was so weak that he was vulnerable.
At this moment, he did not use the Thousand Illusion Demon Scroll to make his face pale, nor did he change his body, but the feeling of a sick young man became stronger and stronger.
"It's too cliché to use force. I just want to see if the knife in your hand is sharper than mine."
"Oh? Just want to see?" A glimmer appeared in Yu Cangmiao's eyes.
"Good, because of interest."
Qin Fan wiped the blood stains that did not exist at the corner of his mouth, and the coldness in his eyes was so bright that it was difficult to remove it.
"The senior brother is interested, how dare you not follow me?"
As soon as the words were finished, a sword of light defeated countless people in the world.
"This sword exceeds the heavenly level." Qin Fan gave his judgment.
Because this kind of sword technique is by no means owned by the human world, the changes and power of this kind of sword technique are by no means something that any mortal can dream of.
Although this sword has not changed, it contains the essence of all changes in the sword technique.
Because the knife technique, location, time, power and speed used when taking this knife are accurately calculated, just to exert all your strength to the limit.
At this moment, the name of this sword technique appeared in his mind. It was the divine sword slash that was known as the devil sword that would die when the demon sword was released!
“Not perfect enough.”
The wind stopped, and at this moment, the magic sword that was sad with gods and ghosts!
Everything seemed to have fallen into a stop. Although it was only a moment, this moment was enough for Feng Mo!
"It's not the heavenly rank either." Yu Cangmiao's voice was very calm, as if he had expected it.
Feng Mo's figure appeared behind Qin Fan the next second.
——Zizhukill·Silence.
At this moment, the stones were shattered, the world was turbulent, and the drastic changes in the celestial phenomena came to an abrupt end, but the surrounding mountains were cut off in half by the light of a god and demon Pi Yi, extremely neat.
When the top of the mountain soared into the sky was pressing towards the location where Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao were, it suddenly scattered into gravel in the sky after flying in the air!
Chapter completed!