A long black suit, a cold face, cold eyes, and a powerful aura that was as sharp as a sharp blade that had just been unsheathed!

At this moment, not only Sima Kongming, but even the blood widow couldn't believe her eyes, because it was Feng Mo who appeared beside Yue Piaoling!

Feng Mo is not the innate realm and small follower beside Qin Fan, who was so popular before.

He is a real late-stage master. Even Sima Kongming, who had tried a move with him, felt that the opponent's combat power was obviously beyond his level, and his aura was not far from breaking through to the perfect realm.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Even if Feng Mo in front of him was so real that he could not find any flaws, according to common sense, the other party could not appear in the secret realm of the sword tomb in an instant!

"It's indeed impossible, but this is my ability, the true meaning of martial arts·Wanxiang Yueying."

Yue Piaoling took out a long sword from the space ring. The blade was straight and sharp, with a black face, and a golden carved style, which looked like a slashing sword. It was more than a foot long, with a large ring on its head, and threw a short sword to Feng Mo beside him.

Hearing this, Sima Kongming sneered:

"I've talked for a long time, but it's still fake. Since it's fake..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Feng Mo next to Yue Piaoling suddenly move.

With his right foot, the aroused wave of air surged, and his elegant body technique turned into afterimage. When he swept upwards, the quick and cruel sword light hid in the wind and sand, hitting Sima Kongming's neck!

Kill and break dreams!

clang--!

Sima Kongming pulled out the long sword from his waist in time!

The moment the swords collided, Feng Mo's body turned, his rapidly changing steps and his scattered figures. Under the light of the moonlight, he seemed to turn into the black impermanence that reaped life in the underworld!

"Wind, how?"

"He's in a mess."

As Feng Mo spoke, Sima Kongming looked at his slightly trembling right hand in disbelief. The feeling that had just come and the sharp aura hidden in the knife were no different from the move he had fought with Feng Mo before!

Ying Wuque, who had been concentrating on guiding the sword at this moment, also opened his eyes. He felt the red-sleeved knife inserted in front of him tremble slightly, which was a desire to fight strongly.

"Sorry, I can't let you show it to the fullest now!"

Hearing Ying Wuque's comfort, the red-sleeved knife stopped trembling. It broke out from the ground, and a gentle sword aura emanated from the blade, clearing the blood stains on Ying Wuque's body.

"The next move needs to be seen clearly."

Yue Piaoling and Feng Mo all acted in the same position. They hung the knife in their hands in front of their chests, bowed slightly, and bent their right knee!

Unlike the small broken sword steps that Feng Mo used before, the power of this move looked down on all living beings, shocking the earth!

"Two Dragon Teng!"

"Pu Phantom!"

After Feng Mo and Yue Piaoling said the three words, the murderous auras in the two were perfectly integrated. One had a great sword technique, and the other was a flowing and agile sword technique!

Endless sword energy appeared everywhere, like the wild wind and the solemn moon. When the sword force of the two condensed into one, the black-clothed wind had turned into a dark storm that ruined the world!

The terrifying murderous aura emitted by the moon in white was swept with his body spinning rapidly, and it seemed like a cold and ruthless pale wind disaster was coming!

The figures of the two disappeared from Sima Kongming's sight, and it was difficult to capture even with thoughts. The only thing he could see was that the roaring tornado, one and two roaring tornado completely swallowed it!

Sima Kongming wanted to resist, and he gathered all his strength and was about to fire his strongest sword!

But as the surging wind suddenly rose and when the sword light suddenly appeared, two mighty dragons, one black and one white, collided out in the center of the wind's eyes, directly tearing their arms apart!

Dragon-shaped sword step, double dragon trench, step phantom!

Sima Kongming could feel that his clothes were broken, and the ruthless knife hidden in the wind was constantly cutting his body!

Until the sound of the wind stopped, the bright moon disappeared, and the moon drifted across the face, and Feng Mo had long disappeared without a trace.

"Hu...Hu...Hu... It's really hard to use this trick alone." Yue Piaoling's face was filled with a victory smile.

Sima Kongming, whose arms were cut off, was lying on the ground, and blood flowed out of the dense wounds on his body.

"I'm defeated, but it's not just because of you!"

His eyes looked above without any thought, and I don't know if it was his illusion. After Yue Piaoling used this sword, the strange vortex swallowing sword force and the speed of the sacrifice vitality were also slower.

He even felt that the remaining sword energy in the wound seemed to be attracted by a whirlpool and was forcibly plundered from his body, which made him feel a sudden pain in his whole body again.

However, Sima Kongming is so numb that he has no expression.

At this moment, the blood widow walked up to him and had a skilled acupoint and pulse cutting technique, plus a bottle of elixirs, which made her slightly surprised that Sima Kongming was actually very cooperative.

"I want to know an answer."

After saying this, he fell asleep under the influence of the medicine.

The blood widow took out a coffin from the space ring, put it inside, and skillfully applied a set of sealing techniques.

Then he looked at Yue Piaoling with a shocked and slightly curious look.

"I won't mention your strength for now. Anyway, I'm almost numb from monsters, but you should know what he meant just now."

Yue Piaoling exhaled a long turbid air:

"What sentence are you saying?"

"Every sentence."

"He was not in his heyday. He had been in a stalemate with Lao Zhang for so long before, and the energy he spent was not replenished with three pills. The most important thing was that he no longer had a glimmer of hope and lost his will to fight.

He had long admitted his failure, so I could defeat him in one move.

As for the answer he said later, I actually want to know too."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Perhaps in the eyes of Sima Kongming and the Blood Widow, the reason for capturing the other party alive is that the memory of the Six Gates General Captain is the most precious treasure house.

But more importantly, Qin Fan felt something was wrong with Sima Kongming himself.

Nowadays, those who are enemies of the ghost market are either for wealth, power, or forced by the situation, but there is always a reason for this.

Even the murderer who likes to kill is because he wants to satisfy some abnormal needs in his heart through killing.

All things in the world have their own causes and results.

But it is a bit inexplicable that Sima Kongming chose to be hostile to Qin Fan.

From what Yu Cangmiao said, the other party aimed at the suspicious Wuyou Villa because he wanted to pursue a higher level of martial arts.

But now the facts have proved that as the general captain of the Six Gates, he is also a big figure who ranks extremely high in the official positions in the Daxuan Dynasty. He should be clear that there are several forces in this world who have the secret of breaking through to the celestial realm.

Even the great figures of the Daxuan Dynasty themselves should have known the reason why they could not go further, because the way of heaven did not give them corresponding breakthrough conditions.

Therefore, the eight states that are now in the rebellion, and those lords of power as warriors, are eager to break this prison!

Then Sima Kongming's excuse for Yu Cangmiao is incomprehensible.

Later, he gave up everything in order to arrange the situation of siege and kill Qin Fan. Even though he was getting worse on the road to officialdom, he was not at the end of his life.

But Sima Kongming just ignored it. He knew that his actions would lead to the position of the General Captain of Liushemen. He knew that if he continued like this, he would spend all his connections he had managed for many years, but he was still so paranoid about killing Qin Fan.

Why does the two have such a deep hatred inexplicably?

From Ying Tianhong's memory, Sima Kongming mentioned that he was for his own dusty memory, for a figure that gradually blurred in memory, and for an obsession that must be revealed, if you want to get the answer, you must formally meet Wuyou Villa.

At this time, Qin Fan had already guessed that the other party was probably a piece left by the group of people to prevent accidents.

He was set up a spiritual hint early, and only when Qin Fan's parents set a pledge to arrive with their lives and he would make up for this fatal blow.

The power of a six-door general captain is enough to destroy a deserted person who has been under house arrest in a remote place.

And there should be such an answer in his spiritual world.

The answer that Sima Kongming needs is also the answer that Qin Fan needs.

All these months are clear, but there is no need to tell the blood widow.

As one of Qin Fan's five closest people, that hatred was not a secret that needs to be deliberately concealed. Even as Sima Kongming had guessed before, this battle on the Hidden Dragon List was also to accumulate strength for the time when the real revenge came.

Then Yue Piaoling looked at the vortex with her eyes, and he felt a little familiar with the sword intent emitted from it.

"This is... the sword intent of the 'wind' just now, it is the sword intent that I turned into."

Then his eyes moved to Ying Wuque, who was inexplicably frenzy, appeared in his eyes:

"It didn't go wrong, right?"

Ying Wuque suppressed the desire to fight happily in his heart, and said after a careful sense of the situation:

"No problem, it was just when you used that move just now, its devouring sword force and sacrifice speed was slower, and it has recovered now."

Yue Piaoling rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

"I hope everything goes well. Next, you will continue to stay in the Secret Realm of the Knife Tomb. Blood Widow and I have something to do."

Ying Wuque pointed to the vortex behind him, and then pointed to the coffin where Sima Kongming was placed not far away and said:

"Are you so relieved about me?"

"It's not that we can rest assured, but that we understand that you will make the most correct choice, and our cooperation will continue in the future."

Hearing Yue Piaoling's words, Ying Wuque frowned slightly and said:

"Cooperate? I originally thought that after this battle, either I would be killed by you or I would be asked to join the ghost market."

Yue Piaoling said seriously:

"Actually, I thought so too, but the Lord said that your identity is very useful. The previous words of Gongziyu have indirectly proved that your father died at the hands of the ghost market. Next, your adoptive father, including the foundation of the Buddha's sword hall, will be destroyed by the ghost market.

Then you will be the one who hates the ghost market the most in the world.

Like when facing Sima Kongming before, he still had a trace of suspicion, but now no one thinks that you may be on the same side as the ghost market.

So we can continue to cooperate, and even to improve your own value, this opportunity is specially reserved for you by the Lord.”

Yue Piaoling pointed to the vortex behind the other party:

"You don't think that there is no one in the ghost market to practice the Eight Swords of Heavenly Swords. Even though "Feng" and Lao Wang look down on this opportunity, for others, this is an opportunity to change their destiny, but the master chose you.

Then, with the identity of the mortal enemy of the Ghost Market and the potential you show, no matter which force you join, you will be valued by the other party, not to mention that you still have the legacy of the entire Casting Hall.

Everyone has seen the power of the formation of thousands of cuts and cuts, and this will also be an important trump card for you."

Ying Wuque nodded without thinking more:

"I see."

As expected, Ying Wuque accepted all this calmly. He was a natural actor and the most suitable chess piece to break into the enemy.

"Aren't you curious about which force we will send you?"

"You have mentioned just now that one of the two people who used to cover up the fighting atmosphere, Yugucheng and Geshutian, has reached a cooperation with Ghost Market, and in my opinion, the former is more likely.

At the same time, the Wuwei Palace is more valuable than the Baihu Hall to send me into the internal world."

"Oh?" Yue Piaoling raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, "Why is it Yu Gucheng?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind it! "Because I vaguely feel that he is the same person as me, his pursuit of kendo is better than anything else. Compared to Ge Shutian, who is emotionally changing, he is also easier to meet the trading conditions. Later, I noticed that he had no disturbances to Shui Nisheng."

"Yes, with this observation and wisdom, it's not in vain that the Lord will ignore the opposition and leave this opportunity to you."

At this moment, Ying Wuque suddenly raised his head and said:

"Compared to the last time I was forced to fight with my life, this time you mentioned cooperation, right? So I want to add a condition."

Yue Piaoling suddenly touched her forehead and said with a headache:

"Is it me, or the 'wind'?"

Unexpectedly, Yue Piaoling guessed that the other party's condition was to make an appointment.

"It's you, I will do everything possible to catch up with your current state as soon as possible." After saying this, Ying Wuque placed the red-sleeved knife horizontally on his knees, and continued to guide the knife to surge into the vortex while experiencing the baptism of this momentum.

As for how the Ghost Market would arrange him to the Wuwei Prince's Mansion, he didn't ask much. After all, this kind of thing was familiar again and again. According to his understanding, Qin Fan always had a way to make him reasonably join it, and it is likely that he would become the fifth adopted son of the Wuwei Prince.

"Another adoptive father..." Ying Wuque closed his eyes and was calm about the recognition of his father.

After Yue Piaoling and the Blood Widow looked at each other, their figures and appearances changed to Sima Kongming's appearance at the same time. Then they took out two sets of general captain clothes worn by Sima Kongming.

"How to divide the next one?"

"I'll go to the top, and I have to go to the top to get the ranking again. If you go to the bottom, you can get the solution as much as you can."
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