The silent silence, especially as Xue Wuxia and Feng Mo looked at each other, the tense atmosphere became more and more intense.

At this moment, Ning Xiaoyao had already started to think about it secretly.

Feng Mo's realm has not been fully demonstrated, but it is definitely greater than that of the Buddhist sons and Taoists under the normal states of all dynasties. According to conservative speculation, it is considered to be a grand master in the early stage.

But if the other party just broke through the Grandmaster realm and would never let Xue Wuxia burst out with such a strong fighting spirit, then his realm should be likely to reach the middle stage of Grandmaster.

However, as an old Gou, he would put 50% of his weakening BUFF in his calculations and strengthen the enemy three times first.

Well, then treat it as a strong man who has to face a late-stage Grandmaster.

This level is a monster that can change the celestial phenomena, so the possibility of Xue Wuxia surpassing the other party is absolutely zero.

But he would not cut Xue Wuxia too hard, and from the beginning, 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 successfully.

Finally, conservatively calculate that Xue Wuxia can hold Feng Mo for a stick of incense.

Then next is Qin Fan. The mental pressure just now has proved that the truth of the previous rumors is as high as 99%. Then based on his combat power bursting in the beast tide, it is calculated...

Well, maybe you can just wipe your neck directly, so it's not too humiliating to die.

Then Ning Xiaoyao secretly glanced at Zhang Sanfeng. He always felt that his master was a little hiding, and it should be said that it was because some special factors limited his combat power.

Then, in terms of calculation, the master can use his full strength and use his life to save his life, and he can barely hold Qin Fan down a stick of incense.

As for yourself...

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 strange people in the small village not far away. It is not ruled out that they are secret stakes sent by Ghost Market.

Then when Xue Wuxia drags Feng Mo and Zhang Sanfeng drags Qin Fan, he will be the key figure in breaking the deadlock.

Then Ning Xiaoyao's eyes were fixed on the tool ferryman on the Wuli Ghost River. Next, he should be the only opponent who might cause some trouble for him.

The most troublesome thing is that the opponent is in the mysterious magic barrier.

By the way, we also need to calculate the possibility that the other party can use magic barriers to create geographical advantages.

At this moment, Ning Xiaoyao's brain was running rapidly, and his face became paler and big beads of sweat kept dripping.

"Xiao Ning'er, you are starting to think about it again."

Zhang Sanfeng was very calm. Although he was weaker in the competition of spiritual pressure just now, he seemed to be the winner at this time.

Or he believed that the two men with increasingly fierce fighting spirit would definitely not be able to fight, and thus would not trigger a more severe war.

Qin Fan glanced at the two men who seemed tense but were actually affectionate, and then looked at Ning Xiaoyao.

Zhang Sanfeng's temptation to him just now was as expected. After all, even if the Dao Shen Palace is friendly to them, we must first judge whether we have the qualification to bear this kindness.

In addition, there are many kinds of goodness, and the strong's pity for the weak is also a kind of goodness, but this is not what Qin Fan wants.

He needs to use the other party's temptation to prove that he can stand at the same height as him.

Although the current Wangyou Ghost Market is much worse than the Dao Domain, at least it should be shown that one side may threaten the other side.

Of course, Qin Fan also needs to test this and test the strength of Ning Xiaoyao, the leader of Ren Daozi.

Although most of the mental pressure just now was blocked by Zhang Sanfeng, he still came to a conclusion.

It is absolutely false to say that Ning Xiaoyao's strength in the late stage of the innate realm is that the opponent may have broken through to the great master or have reached the high level of mind in terms of mental power.

However, it is still a little worse than Xue Wuxia.

However, it is not ruled out that some of the opponent's killing moves can go beyond the level to fight back. After all, the old man who has achieved enlightenment cannot make accurate inferences of combat power based on his superficial realm.

Ning Xiaoyao, who was still calculating, noticed Qin Fan's gaze and showed a kind smile unnaturally.

His mind was almost exploded at this moment.

‘The winning rate of fighting for a wave is zero! The probability of three people escaping without loss is zero! The probability of the master trying to send me and the two escaping is 10%! The probability of the master and I fighting for the death to send my senior sister to escape is also 10%!

One percent! One percent! One percent! What’s the difference between this and dying!

Just because of the huge dead aura in the magic barrier, the opponent can mobilize 10%, we will have no chance of escaping if we are crushed by this acquired momentum!

No, if my senior sister is willing to sacrifice herself, the energy emitted by her special physique may be far beyond expectations. With the master's killer move, the probability of my own escape will reach 30%!

But......'

Ning Xiaoyao looked at Xue Wuxia in a tangled manner. Even though he tried his best to keep his calm expression, the other four people present could find his increasingly unstable mental fluctuations.

What Zhang Sanfeng said to him just now did not have any effect. At this moment, he was still desperately calculating the maximum probability that the three of them would escape from this place together even if they were injured and dying.

Until the violent snowstorm suddenly calmed down.

Gradually the sharp wind silted, but the flying snowflakes kept floating around.

"Is the competition over?"

Zhang Sanfeng asked.

Xue Wuxia nodded and nodded softly.

"Is this her?"

Qin Fan asked in discomfortably.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly. He understood the other party's meaning. The tests that should have been ended, so it was really not necessary for Xue Wuxia to remain like this.

Because Feng Mo is also a monster that can change the celestial phenomena, Qin Fan and the others knew very well that this mobilization of the changes in the celestial phenomena was actually a state of preparing for battle.

So it can also be understood as an over-vigilance and hostility at the moment.

And he couldn't say about Xue Wuxia's social phobia.

Although Xue Wuxia can forcibly make up for the lack of mental state with an absolutely rational state, this is always a flaw.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Just when he was worried about how to fool this problem.

Facing the cold wind brought by the Styx River, Xue Wuxiao's light blue robe blew in the wind, and she was endlessly elegant and heroic, looking down at the clear stream, calm and composed.

At this moment, the snowflakes in the sky dissipated a lot, and only a few white fluffs fell all over the world.

At the same time, Xue Wuxia's cold aura was not as sharp as before.

Probably so (◣д◢)→(-_-)

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows. Without Zhang Sanfeng's answer, he skipped the topic directly.

"Three, you will be the first group of guests in the Ghost Market, please."

Then he turned around and walked towards the boat that was leaning against the river. Feng Mo's eyes stayed on the three of them for a moment, and then got on the boat a few steps.

"What's going on? It's over?"

Ning Xiaoyao sent a voice to the two of them.

Xue Wuxia just nodded lightly, and then asked Zhang Sanfeng whether he would keep up with him with his eyes.

Now her emotions have returned to stability, and after a little thought, she can understand her current situation.

And everyone should have seen it. Although it is a bit regrettable, compared to the overall situation, children's relationships can be put aside first.

Zhang Sanfeng did not make a decision directly, but asked Xiang Xuewuxia:

"Have you won?"

Xue Wuxia nodded and shook her head.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly and then said:

"Then let's go, the Forget-Wuyou Ghost Market is worth our attention."

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng and Xue Wuxia decisively heading towards the boat, Ning Xiaoyao felt that ten thousand words of advice came to his mouth, but after witnessing the two of them getting on the boat, he sighed helplessly and decided to follow.

A small boat was sailing quietly on the long river of death. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the unique scenery around them, but in fact they were sending voices to each other in the dark.

Qin Fan: "Your emotions are disguised well."

Feng Mo: "It's not a disguise, but when we really meet, we naturally calm down. So is she. I believe she has understood what I want to convey."

Qin Fan: "Stop it! Don't say it if you understand you."

Fengmo:∠(°ゝ°)

Qin Fan: "Anyway, keep this until they leave."

......

Ning Xiaoyao: "The probability of escaping now is really zero."

Zhang Sanfeng: "Xiao Ning'er, I said before that you don't think about it. Look how calm Xiao Xueer is!"

Xue Wuxia:(-_-)

Zhang Sanfeng: "But something was wrong just now. I suspect Qin Fan discovered Xiao Xueer's flaw."

Ning Xiaoyao: "Not it."

Zhang Sanfeng: "Don't forget the word social phobia, we know it from the aliens. The most familiar force with aliens is the Forgetful Ghost Market.

In addition, the wind Mo beside him can also trigger changes in the celestial phenomena.

This means that the other party is very clear that doing so will suppress his emotional side, and the external intelligence is mostly about exaggerating Qin Fan's strength. Don't forget why he can become a ghost master in the ghost market formed by the five forces.

This can indirectly show that his methods and wisdom are not weak, so even if he can't guess the truth, he can vaguely infer the similar possibilities."

Ning Xiaoyao: "What should I do? Will the war start?"

Bang bang!

Zhang Sanfeng: "I'm afraid that you will be the one who will fight, but you will be the one who instigated you to fight. In fact, your situation is worse than Xiao Xueer!"

Ning Xiaoyao covered his head without saying a word. Zhang Sanfeng and his wife 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 will just wander around the ghost market."

Ning Xiaoyao:(;′Д`)

Xue Wuxia:(-_-)→(☆▽☆)→(-_-)

Ning Xiaoyao: "Master! We feel insecure without you following us! And senior sister, is there something wrong with your expression just now?"

Xue Wuxia:(?_??)

Ning Xiaoyao: "Maybe I'm too sensitive at this moment, Master! You can't go alone, you must take us with you!"

Xue Wuxia: (-_-)→(╬◣д◢)→(-_-)

Ning Xiaoyao: "Well, why do you feel the temperature around you get colder again?"

Zhang Sanfeng did not pay attention to the situation of the two. His eyes kept looking at Feng Mo and Qin Fan at the bow of the boat. As for Ning Xiaoyao's proposal, he also ignored it directly.

He chose to talk to Qin Fan alone, a big reason was to avoid these two Taoist sons, and some things were not suitable for them to know now.

But Qin Fan's words...

Just as everyone was thinking about each other, the boat was already leaning on the shore.

The dry woods in front of me set off the already dark environment even more strange.

After Qin Fan made a gesture of invitation, he led the way with Feng Mo, which was also showing his kindness.

Then everyone came to the Ghost Gate. At this moment, four people were waiting here, including Ban Shuqiong, the great elder of Jiqiao Palace, A Er, the great steward of Ye Mansion, Bi Qingyun of Linxue Nuanxiang Pavilion, and a tool ferryman under Xia Jinyu.

"I have met Senior Zhang." The four of them bowed to Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng replied with a gift and then looked at Qin Fan:

"Do you know if I have something to discuss with you this time?"

After all, representatives of the five forces that formed the Forgetful Ghost Market gathered here. If it were just to show their importance to themselves, it would be enough for Qin Fan, as the Ghost Lord, to come alone to lead the way.

Qin Fan nodded and said:

"After all, if nothing is 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 have to participate in this matter. You just take advantage of this time to have fun in the ghost market."

Xue Wuxia nodded, Ning Xiaoyao sighed and had no choice but to agree.

"Wind, they've left it to you."

Before everyone took Zhang Sanfeng to the dark tower in the center, Qin Fan looked at Feng Mo and said.

Feng Mo nodded, and when only the three of them were left in the audience, he took the initiative to lead the way.

Xue Wuxia accelerated her pace and walked to his side. Then she glanced at her eyes and found that Ning Xiaoyao was very tight and looked around nervously.

Xue Wuxia:(╬◣д◢)

"I, I just said that I read it right. Senior sister, you are not going to fight now, right!"

Realizing that the originally sparse white trousers gradually turned into heavy snow in the sky, Ning Xiaoyao was anxious and quickly persuaded.

"You want to fight him, not now, control your own fighting spirit!"

Xue Wuxia:(╬◣д◢)→(-_-)

The snowflakes dissipated a little, but Xue Wuxia and Feng Mo's steps accelerated a lot at the same time, and Ning Xiaoyao, who was standing beside him, followed closely like a dog skin plaster.

The three of them disappeared at the end of the street with a chaotic snow and snow.

On the other hand, although Zhang Sanfeng noticed that the celestial phenomena had changed again, his expression was still very calm. Compared to Ning Xiaoyao's neuroticism, Xue Wuxia made him feel more at ease.

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 foreigners in the Forget-you Ghost City, why didn't I see any of them today?"

"Three days later, the qualifiers for the Taoyuan Cup Martial Arts Conference, and they returned to Taoyuan Town to prepare in advance.

And it’s not that there are many foreigners in the Forget-You Ghost City, but more precisely, there are many foreigners under Wuyou Villa.”

Qin Fan explained a few words and then took the initiative to invite him.

"If you are interested, you can go to Taoyuan Town to watch the battle."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "The old Taoist will be disrespectful."
Chapter completed!