There was a silent silence, especially when Xue Wuxia and Feng Mo looked at each other, the tense atmosphere became more and more intense.
At this moment, Ning Xiaoyao had already begun to make secret calculations.
It is difficult to predict Feng Mo's combat power, but it is definitely greater than that of the Buddhist disciple Daozi under the normal conditions of the past dynasties. According to conservative estimates, it can be regarded as an early stage of a great master.
But if the opponent has just broken through to the Grand Master realm and will never let Xue Wuxia burst out with such a strong fighting spirit, then his realm should probably reach the middle stage of the Grand Master realm.
However, as an old man, in the calculation, I will put a 50% weakening BUFF on my own side, and strengthen the enemy three times first.
Well, then treat it as if you are facing a strong person in the late stage of Grand Master.
At this level, a monster can change the sky, so the possibility of Xue Wuxia defeating him is absolutely zero.
But he would not cut Xue Wuxia too hard. Moreover, from the beginning of the battle that was about to break out, Ning Xiaoyao did not think that his side could win.
So everything is estimated based on the fact that the three of them can escape smoothly.
In the end, we conservatively calculated how long Xue Wuxia could hold Feng Mo back.
Then next is Qin Fan. The mental pressure just now has proved that the authenticity of the previous rumors is as high as 99%. So based on his combat power that broke out in the beast tide...
Well, maybe we can just wipe the neck, so that we can die without being too humiliated.
Then Ning Xiaoyao secretly glanced at Zhang Sanfeng. He always felt that his master was hiding something, or rather it was because of some special factors that limited his combat power.
So if the master can exert his full strength and use the trump card to save his life, he should be able to hold off Qin Fan for a stick of incense.
As for myself...
Ning Xiaoyao's mental power swept around. For the time being, the reinforcements from Wangyou Ghost Market have not arrived yet, but there are a few people with strange auras in the small village not far away. It cannot be ruled out that they are hidden stakes sent by the Ghost Market.
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So when Xue Wuxia holds Feng Mo back and Zhang Sanfeng holds Qin Fan back, he will be the key figure to break the situation.
Then Ning Xiaoyao's eyes were fixed on the tool ferryman on the Wuligui River. Next, he should be the only opponent who might cause some trouble to him.
The most troublesome thing is that this opponent is within the mysterious magical barrier.
By the way, you also need to calculate the possibility of the opponent using magical barriers to create geographical advantages.
At this moment, Ning Xiaoyao's brain was running rapidly, and at the same time, his face became paler and paler, and big beads of sweat kept dripping.
"Xiao Ning'er, you are starting to think blindly again."
Zhang Sanfeng was very calm. Although he was weaker in the mental pressure competition just now, he seemed to be the winner at this time.
Or maybe he thinks that the two people, who are increasingly fighting, will never fight, and thus will not trigger a war with worse consequences.
Qin Fan, on the other hand, glanced at the two people who seemed to be at war with each other but were actually affectionate, and then focused his eyes on Ning Xiaoyao.
Zhang Sanfeng's temptation to him just now was expected. After all, even if the Taoist Palace's attitude towards them is friendly, they must first judge whether they are qualified to accept this kindness.
In addition, there are many kinds of kindness, and the mercy of the strong towards the weak is also a kind of kindness, but this is not what Qin Fan wants.
He needs to use the other party's temptation to prove that he can stand on the same level as him.
Although the current Wangyou Ghost City is much worse than the Dao Domain, it must at least be shown that one's own side may also threaten the other party.
Of course, Qin Fan also wanted to use this test to test the strength of Ning Xiaoyao, the newly appointed Taoist disciple.
Although most of the mental pressure just now was blocked by Zhang Sanfeng, he still came to a conclusion.
Rumors in the world that Ning Xiaoyao is in the late stage of the Xiantian realm are definitely false. The opponent has probably broken through to the Grand Master level, or has reached a high level of mental power.
However, compared to Xue Wuxia, it is still inferior.
But it does not rule out that some of the opponent's trump cards can leapfrog and counterattack. After all, the enlightened Lao Gou cannot make accurate inferences about combat power based on the superficial realm.
Ning Xiaoyao, who was still calculating, noticed Qin Fan's gaze and showed an unnatural and kind smile.
His mind was about to explode at this moment.
‘The winning rate of a fight is zero! The probability of the three of us escaping without any damage is zero! The probability of the master and me risking our lives to escape is 10%! The probability of my master and I desperately trying to save my senior sister from escaping is also 10%!
10%! 10%! 10%! What the hell is the difference between this and dying!
The opponent can mobilize 10% of the huge death energy in the magic barrier alone. If we are crushed by this acquired force, there will be no possibility of escape!
No, if the senior sister is willing to sacrifice herself, the energy erupted by her special physique may far exceed expectations. Coupled with the master's trump card, the probability of my own escape will reach 30%!
But......'
Ning Xiaoyao looked at Xue Wuxia tangledly. Even though he tried his best to keep his expression calm, the other four people present could detect his increasingly unstable mental fluctuations.
What Zhang Sanfeng said to him just now had no effect at all. At this moment, he was still desperately calculating the maximum probability that the three of them would escape from here together even if they were injured and dying.
Until the violent snowstorm suddenly calmed down.
Gradually the fierce wind subsided, but the flying snowflakes were always scattered in all directions.
"Is the sparring over?"
Zhang Sanfeng asked.
Xue Wuxia nodded and hummed slightly.
"What is she?"
Qin Fan asked pretending to be puzzled.
Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly. He understood what the other party meant. The temptation was over, so Xue Wuxia shouldn't remain like this.
Because Feng Mo was also a monster that could change the celestial phenomena, Qin Fan and the other two knew very well that mobilizing changes in the celestial phenomena was actually a state of preparation for battle.
So the moment can also be understood as a kind of excessive vigilance and hostility.
It was impossible for him to talk about Xue Wuxia's social phobia.
Although Xue Wuxia can forcefully make up for the lack of mental state with absolute rationality, this is always a flaw.
Just when he was worried about how to solve this problem.
Facing the cold wind sent by the Styx River, the pale blue gown worn by Xue Wuxia fluttered in the wind, looking indescribably elegant and majestic. Looking down at the clear stream, she looked calm and composed.
At this moment, many of the snowflakes in the sky dissipated, leaving only a few white flakes falling in all directions.
At the same time, Xue Wuxia's icy aura was not as sharp as before.
It’s probably like this (◣д◢)→(-_-)
Qin Fan raised his eyebrows and directly ignored the topic without Zhang Sanfeng's answer.
"Three of you, you will be the first batch of guests in the ghost market, please."
Then he turned back and walked towards the boat that was leaning against the river again. Feng Mo's eyes stayed on the three of them for a moment, and then he also got on the boat in a few steps.
"What's going on? Is it over?"
Ning Xiaoyao sent a message to the two of them.
Xue Wuxia just nodded indifferently, and then asked Zhang Sanfeng with her eyes if he could follow.
Now her mood has returned to stability, and she understands the current situation after a moment's thought.
Everyone who should have seen it has seen it, and although there are still some regrets, compared to the overall situation, the personal relationship between the children can be put aside for the time being.
Zhang Sanfeng did not make a decision directly, but asked Xue Wuxia:
"Did you win?"
Xue Wuxia nodded and shook her head.
Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly and then said:
"Then let's go. Today's Wangyou Ghost City deserves more attention from us."
Seeing Zhang Sanfeng and Xue Wuxia heading towards the boat decisively, Ning Xiaoyao felt like he had ten thousand words of advice on his lips, but after seeing the two of them getting on the boat, he sighed helplessly and decided to follow them.
A small boat sailed quietly on the long river of death. Everyone seemed to be admiring the unique scenery around them, but in fact they were communicating with each other in the dark.
Qin Fan: "You disguise your emotions well."
Feng Mo: "It's not a disguise, it's just that when we actually met, we naturally calmed down, and so did she. I believe she already understood what I wanted to convey."
Qin Fan: "Stop it! If you two understand each other, don't say it."
Fengmo:∠(°ゝ°)
Qin Fan: "Anyway, keep it like this until they leave."
...
Ning Xiaoyao: "The probability of escaping now is really zero."
Zhang Sanfeng: "Xiao Ning'er, I told you not to think blindly, look at how calm Xiao Xue'er is!"
Xue Wuxia:(-_-)
Zhang Sanfeng: "But something was wrong just now. I suspect Qin Fan discovered Xiao Xueer's flaw."
Ning Xiaoyao: "No way."
Zhang Sanfeng: "Don't forget the term social phobia. We learned about it from the Extraterrestrial Visitors, and now the most familiar force with the Extraterrestrial Visitors is the Forgotten Ghost Market.
In addition, the Feng Mo next to him can also cause changes in the celestial phenomena.
This means that the other party is very aware that doing so will suppress their emotional side, and most of the external intelligence is exaggerating Qin Fan's strength, but don't forget why he can become a ghost king in the ghost city established by the five forces.
This indirectly shows that his methods and wisdom are not weak, so even if he cannot guess the truth, he can still vaguely guess the possibility."
Ning Xiaoyao: "What should we do? Start a war?"
Zhang Sanfeng: "I'm afraid it's you who started the fight, and it's you who instigated the fight. In fact, your situation is even worse than Xiaoxue'er's!"
Ning Xiaoyao covered her head and said nothing, Zhang Sanfeng's explosive actions just now were really cruel!
Zhang Sanfeng: "Besides, this is just my guess, but if the guess is true...I will talk to him alone later, and you can just wander around in the ghost market."
Ning Xiaoyao:(;′Д`)
Xue Wuxia:(-_-)→(☆▽☆)→(-_-)
Ning Xiaoyao: "Master! Without you following us, we feel very insecure! And senior sister, was there something wrong with your expression just now for a moment?"
Xue Wuxia:(?_??)
Ning Xiaoyao: "Maybe I'm too sensitive at the moment, Master! You can't go alone, you must take us with you!"
Xue Wuxia:(-_-)→(╬◣д◢)→(-_-)
Ning Xiaoyao: "Well, why do I feel that the temperature around me is getting colder again?"
Zhang Sanfeng did not pay attention to the situation of the two of them. He kept looking at Feng Mo and Qin Fan on the bow of the boat. As for Ning Xiaoyao's proposal, he also directly ignored it.
He chose to talk to Qin Fan alone. The main reason was to avoid these two Taoists. There were some things that were not suitable for them to know now.
But what Qin Fan said...
Just when everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, the boat had already docked at the shore.
The dry woods in front of him made the already gloomy environment even more eerie.
After Qin Fan made a gesture of invitation, he and Feng Mo led the way. This was also a way of showing his goodwill.
Immediately, everyone came to the Guimen Pass, and there were four people waiting here. Ban Shuqiong, the great elder of Jiqiao Palace, A'er, the great steward of Ye Mansion, Bi Qingyun from Linxue Nuanxiang Pavilion, and a group of people under Xia Jinyu's command.
A tool ferryman.
"I've met Senior Zhang." The four of them bowed their hands to Zhang Sanfeng and said.
Zhang Sanfeng returned the greeting and then looked at Qin Fan:
"Do you know that I am here to discuss something?"
After all, representatives from the five forces that make up the Wangyou Ghost City are gathered here. If it is just to show that they value themselves, it is enough for Qin Fan, the Ghost Lord, to lead the way.
Qin Fan nodded and said:
"After all, if there is nothing important, you can wait until the ghost market is completed before coming."
Zhang Sanfeng was silent for a moment, looked at Xue Wuxia and Ning Xiaoyao and said:
"You don't need to get involved in this matter. We just want to take advantage of this time to have fun in the ghost market."
Xue Wuxia nodded, and Ning Xiaoyao sighed and could only agree.
"Feng, they left it to you."
Before everyone led Zhang Sanfeng to the Ming Pagoda in the center, Qin Fan looked at Feng Mo and said.
Feng Mo nodded, and when only the three of them were left, he took the initiative to lead the way.
Xue Wuxia quickened her pace and walked to his side. Then she glanced sideways and noticed that Ning Xiaoyao was following closely and looking around nervously.
Xue Wuxia:(╬◣д◢)
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Realizing that the originally sparse white catkins had gradually turned into heavy snowfall, Ning Xiaoyao looked anxious and quickly advised.
"Even if you want to fight him, it's not now. Control your fighting spirit!"
Xue Wuxia:(╬◣д◢)→(-_-)
The snowflakes dissipated a little, but Xue Wuxia and Feng Mo's pace accelerated a lot at the same time, while Ning Xiaoyao on the side kept following them like dog skin plaster.
The three of them disappeared at the end of the street, carrying a violent snowstorm.
On the other side, although Zhang Sanfeng noticed that the celestial phenomena had changed again, his expression was still very calm. Compared to Ning Xiaoyao's nervousness, Xue Wuxia reassured him more.
He believed that Xue Wuxia could adjust his emotions.
Then he looked at the pedestrians on the street and asked Qin Fan:
"I heard that there are many extraterrestrial visitors in Wangyougui City, why haven't I seen any of them today?"
"Three days later is the qualifying match for the Taoyuan Cup Martial Arts Conference, and they all left a few days in advance.
And it’s not that there are many extraterrestrial visitors in Wangyougui City, it’s more accurate to say that there are many extraterrestrial visitors under the command of Wuyou Villa.”
Qin Fan explained a few words and then took the initiative to invite.
"If you are interested, you can go to Taoyuan Town to watch the battle." Junqu Pavilion
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "The old Taoist would be disrespectful."
Immediately, everyone started chatting word by word on the topic of extraterrestrial visitors until they arrived at the foot of the Ming Pagoda.