I hire players in the martial arts world

Chapter 87 The Dark Night Broken Sword

Qin Fan and his party of five headed towards the west gate of Yangshuang City, where a ring was set up early in the morning to deal with the challenge.

After all, this battle can be hailed as a duel between the strong in the innate realm. If the aftermath of the battle is not limited, it may lead to the destruction of a small city.

Here I can only say that martial arts experts are so terrifying.

Dao Kuang Jian Chi and Mei Mei carefully observed the reactions of the other three NPCs. Seeing their serious expressions, they couldn't help but began to worry about the result of this appointment.

But in fact, none of Qin Fan, Feng Mo, and Ah Da panicked, Ah Da was like this as always, whoever made him look fierce, looked very serious.

As for Qin Fan, he had already chatted with Feng Mo through sound transmission while walking.

"My lord, how should I play this scene?"

He didn't care about the outcome of the duel with Ying Wuque. If a strong man in the Grand Master realm bullied a kid who was in the Great Consummation of the Meridian Realm, it would not be honorable to win or lose.

In addition, he has been with Qin Fan for the longest time, and he doesn't have the stubbornness of a warrior. Of course, if he meets an opponent worth fighting, the result may be different.

It's a pity that all Feng Mo's mind is thinking about is how to kill Mo Yunlan.

"See if Mo Yunlan is here, if she comes, then the borrowed sword is only the Sword Making Hall, which is also an extremely stupid choice.

In my opinion, there is a high probability that she will not appear, so what you have to do is to lose the other party's move or lose both sides. "

Feng Mo frowned slightly: "Then what if she used Zhudaotang?"

"Then kill, the people in the Sword Making Hall will die, the people watching the battle will die, everyone including Mo Yunlan will die, it's just that it's a little troublesome to finish afterwards, and there is a high probability that we will be exposed in advance.

But I believe she won't do this, she is a smart woman, and she will also be concerned about the consequences that she will bear when she is the winner in this kind of ending. "

Now that Qin Fan's plan to wait and see changes is clear at a glance, the two are in almost similar situations, so Qin Fan didn't prepare much from the beginning.

He just used the simplest method, taking advantage of Mo Yunlan's carefully arranged killing situation as her burial place.

Mo Yunlan will take into account all the subsequent impacts, she will make Qin Fan's death seem reasonable, and after the two situations are swapped, Mo Yunlan's death will also be weakened to an extremely low impact.

As for the finishing touches at the end, Yan Kuangshan and Xue Yan were the ones to handle it. The only thing Qin Fan did in this round was to force them into his camp step by step.

Whether they are active or passive, they have no choice.

Thinking of this, Qin Fan suddenly asked Feng Mo another matter.

"I remember that you killed No.1 of the younger generation of the last Swordsmanship Hall. It seems that it was eight years ago, when you changed your face to challenge the masters of various factions in order to break through the innate realm."

Feng Mo seemed to be lost in thought, and after a while he answered blankly.

"I can't remember, there were too many people killed at that time, maybe there was such a person."

Just as the two of them were chatting without saying a word, everyone had already arrived outside the West City Gate. At this moment, many people who eat melons have gathered here.

And there are some seats used to watch the battle around the arena, but every seat already belongs to its owner.

But the positions on both sides of the main seat are still vacant.

"There are a lot of people~ at first glance, they are ruthless characters." Such an ignorant speech is naturally from Miss Meimei.

Dao Kuang Jian Chi was always steady, but his right hand that was stretched into his pocket began to tremble slightly after holding a card tightly, and at this moment an urge to play cards surged in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the originally noisy scene suddenly became completely silent. Yan Kuangshan, who was firmly seated in the main seat, suddenly got up, and walked towards Qin Fan and the others while laughing heroically, saying:
"Brother Qin, brother Feng, and...er, brother, you guys came early enough."

Immediately, under the leadership of Yan Kuangshan, and also under the silent gaze of the lords of many forces and the onlookers, they walked straight to the left side of the main seat.

There are already three vacant seats here, obviously for Qin Fan, Feng Mo and A Da.

As for the two players, it is not bad to be able to stand behind.

Dao Kuang Jian Chi noticed the envious eyes of [I love me proud] in the crowd under the ring. After all, the players have their names on their heads, which is really conspicuous enough.

However, as a disciple of the Sword Making Hall, even the lowest-level sword slaves have already arrived, so why hasn't Ying Wuque and even other disciples of the Sword Making Hall come?
After this doubt surfaced in Dao Kuang Jian Chi's mind for a moment, it disappeared without a trace, because after Qin Fan and the others sat down, they already had the answer.

With a loud shout, the disciples of Zhudao Hall in gray clothes came out in response, and they exuded a faint saber aura at the same time, but when these twenty people gathered together, they had already vaguely formed An invincible knife momentum.

In the next second, more than twenty long knives were out of their sheaths. They jointly demonstrated the nine-style wide opening and closing saber techniques, and then threw the long knives into the air, and then said in unison:
"Respectfully, Senior Brother Ying!"

A blade of light suddenly appeared in the crowd, instantly illuminating the already dark sky. One of them was walking in the air in a white robe, stepping on the blade of his foot, and using his wonderful lightness skills, he reached the center of the arena step by step!

Just behind the corner of his robe that he lifted up with a flick, he bowed to Yan Kuangshan from afar and said:

"City Master Yan, you should come to the appointment without a doubt."

Yan Kuangshan's expression was a bit weird at this time, as if he was resisting the urge to make a move, afraid that he couldn't help but stepped forward to give this pretender a big fight.

And Qin Fan, who had just taken his seat, kept a gentle smile all the time, and he seriously doubted that Ying Wuque would not survive three chapters just for this appearance.

So he quietly sent a voice transmission to Feng Mo:
"It's enough to let him lose his combat power during the performance, and don't cause too serious injuries to him."

Feng Mo looked puzzled, but still nodded. What he didn't know was that Qin Fan was going to fight against fate at this moment!
However, Ying Wucai was unaware of all this, and he still maintained his handsome posture, walked up to Qin Fan and saluted:

"Master Qin, this appointment is a bit abrupt.

You can take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. I believe that Zhuangzhu Qin knows who caused this battle to happen. "

Immediately, he signaled with his eyes that a middle-aged man appeared in the empty seat on the right side of the main seat at some time.

There is a dazzling silver scabbard behind him, and his aura is like a towering giant mountain. Just looking at him, he feels a strong sense of oppression rushing towards him!
"He is the third elder of my sword casting hall, Xiang Bohuai, a great master who dominates swords in Jianghu."

(End of this chapter)