Fan Wei also seemed to see Mo Ming and the others, his face sank, and he leaned into Fan Jian'an's ear and said something.

After hearing this, Fan Jian'an's face changed several times, but then he suddenly laughed.

"Brothers, I didn't expect to arrive so early, Fan is late, hey, this little brother is the one who injured Fan Wei in my house, haha, it's really a hero out of a teenager, but if the young man is too impulsive, I'm afraid he will get into trouble." Fan Jian'an had something to say.

"The lord of the city has arrived. ”

Mo Ming was about to refute when suddenly the city lord appeared.

The city lord of Dongcheng is actually a woman, a beautiful woman, about thirty years old, graceful and graceful.

"Meet the Castle Lord. ”

"Excuse me, everyone, don't talk nonsense, let's get started. The lord sat down and motioned for her retinue to start the competition directly.

"The first challenge, if anyone wants to be in charge of the first district, they can challenge it now, and if there is no one to challenge it in half an hour, this will be over. ”

After the retinue of the city lord finished speaking, the timer began.

Everyone is watching to see who is going to challenge.

The eastern district has the most oil and water, and the three major managers are greedy for rain gear, but Fan Jian'an is strong, and they are not sure of winning, you know, if they challenge, they will reduce their quota if they lose.

Mo Ming suddenly smiled and walked out under Hong Wu's surprised gaze.

"I'm going to challenge Fan Jian'an Fan in the Eastern District. ”

"You ......" Hongwu pointed at Mo Ming, speechless with anger.

"Don't worry, I'll give you back those beast pills when I borrowed them, and I'll give you a surprise. Mo Ming's impulsive Hong Wu smiled.

And Fan Jian'an, who was named and challenged, was full of sneers.

"Think about it, if you fail the challenge, then you will be punished, which is death. The city lord's entourage asked formulaically.

"My lord, I have thought about it, please announce it. Mo Ming arched his hand and said.

The city lord's entourage nodded, and then glanced at Fan Jian'an, who understood and stepped forward, the city lord just glanced at Mo Ming, and then closed his eyes, for the competition, her entourage would deal with it, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"There are three challenges to the manager, the first two are assigned by the manager to play, if the challenger wins, the manager will personally fight, the challenger must win three games before he can take over the manager's position, life or death, now start the competition, first by the Fan manager to assign his subordinates to fight. ”

"Hu Maodong, you go. Fan Jian'an shouted, but he retreated.

Hu Maodong is the obscene-looking man, who walked up when he heard the words, he held two daggers more than a foot and a half long, his steps were light, and he was obviously outstanding.

The two stood ten meters apart, Hu Maodong suddenly smiled gloomily, without saying a word, he directly launched an attack, he was very fast, in the blink of an eye, the distance of ten meters passed, the person had already appeared in front of Mo Ming, stretched out his hand, and the dagger in his hand was already handed to Mo Ming's face.

"Huh"

The dagger was inserted directly into Mo Ming's brain, but Hu Maodong's brows were really furrowed.

"Not right"

Hu Maodong hurriedly jumped sideways, retracted his hands to his chest, and protected the vital point.

At this moment, a long sword pierced straight through, and if it weren't for his fast running, I was afraid that this sword would seriously injure him.

What he had just hit was nothing more than the afterimage left by Mo Ming's speed, and he himself had already circled Hu Zhima.

"It's fast, but it's not my fastest speed. Hu Maodong said with a smile, and suddenly the person disappeared in place.

"Hmph" Mo Ming sneered, if you want to talk about speed, in addition to the powerhouses above level four in the wilderness area, how many people can compare to him who has the law of wind.

The sound of "jingle bell" is endless, the two people are moving at high speed, and the onlookers only see the figures on the martial arts arena shaking, sometimes disappearing, sometimes there are two virtual shadows everywhere, the sound of weapons colliding frequently sounds, and the spectators shout excitement.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a figure fell out, and it was Fan Jian'an's men. Hu Maodong.

Hu Maodong lay on the ground, flapped a few times and then did not move again, and the attentive person sent out a hole in his chest, apparently he had been pierced through the heart and died.

Everyone was in an uproar, Fan Jian'an's face was ugly, staring at Mo Ming, and his eyes were about to erupt into flames.

"Fan Wei, you go, don't leave your hand this time, kill him for me. Fan Jian'an said hatefully.

"Yes" Fan Wei stared at him and raised his knife to the field.

"I didn't kill you last time, but I didn't expect to leave a disaster, and I will get rid of you today. Fan Wei said in a deep voice, and after speaking, the big knife was raised and slashed.

In terms of body method, Fan Wei is not as fast as Hu Maodong, but his attacks are much more ferocious, and he is very cautious, his defense is also leaky, and his overall strength is much stronger than Hu Maodong.

Mo Ming didn't plan to fight with him, but directly chose to fight hard, in terms of physical strength, now he is also at the third level, and he is at the same level as Fan Wei, but due to the special nature of the Nine Turns Golden Body, in terms of strength, he is even above Fan Wei.

Slashing again, Mo Ming took a step back, while Fan Wei took two steps back.

"I didn't expect that in just a few days, this kid has improved so much, I am already good at chopping with a knife, but I didn't expect that I was at a disadvantage," Fan Wei's face was ugly, Mo Ming's progress was obviously beyond his imagination, "It seems that I can only use that trick." ”

Fan Wei suddenly put away his knife and stood up, putting on a strange posture, but he exuded a more powerful aura and momentum than just now.

"Knife style?" The city lord seemed to feel something, opened his eyes, and glanced at Fan Wei, "Interesting." ”

"When did this guy learn?" Fan Jian'an saw Fan Wei's posture, his eyes flashed, "Hmph, dare to steal my sword technique, this battle will be settled with you later." ”

Fan Wei's attack suddenly became orderly, and the attack power of each move was much stronger than before, Mo Ming was not familiar with it for a while, so he had to reluctantly parry.

"Is this martial arts?" Mo Ming suddenly remembered the scene of the ancient martial arts people on TV in his previous life, "By the way, don't I have it too?" Mo Ming suddenly remembered the fragment of the "Killing Sword Codex" that he exchanged with the Zhao clan, and after he got it, he had studied it specially, but then he felt that his anger was too heavy and he paused.

"It's just a good time to try how powerful it is, but you still can't use it too much, so as not to be haunted by anger. ”

Mo Ming thought to himself, as soon as the sword momentum in his hand turned, a strong murderous aura was about to erupt, and at the same time, a trace of anger slowly rose, Mo Ming's eyes were red, and a blood-devouring desire crept into his heart.

"Well, swordsmanship? The city lord noticed Mo Ming's change and looked amused.

Fan Wei must just steal learning, only know its shape, but do not understand its god, although there is a look, but the power is greatly reduced, it is impossible to be Mo Ming's opponent, Mo Ming is affected by anger, fierce, leaving no room for it, Fan Wei is struggling to deal with it, I wanted to admit defeat, but unexpectedly, I was accidentally cut off by Mo Ming's sword, and my body died.

After killing Fan Wei, the anger gradually dissipated.

"It seems that those old things of the Zhao clan are not at ease, no wonder they are willing to exchange the ancient swordsmanship with me, it turns out that there is such a big hidden danger in this swordsmanship, it seems that I will try not to use it in the future. Mo Ming secretly admonished himself in his heart.

"Okay, okay, Brother Mo is really a hero, he has a good ability, he killed two of my subordinates in a row. Fan Jian'an laughed angrily, and even opened his mouth to praise, but then his face sank, and he said fiercely: "If you want to challenge me, then let you go below to accompany them." ”

Fan Jian'an suddenly made a move, the knife technique was the same as what Fan Wei used, but the power was not the same, the same knife technique was more fierce and domineering in Fan Jian'an's hands, one knife after another, and the power was much stronger.

"The killing sword technique can no longer be used, and the spiritual power must also be used carefully," Mo Ming glanced at the city lord on the main throne with her spare eyes, she was watching the two fight with interest, "I have to attack with my divine sense, this is difficult to find traces." ”

"Go"

Mo Ming resisted Fan Jian'an's attack, while condensing his divine consciousness into a needle, taking advantage of the opportunity when Fan Jian'an was about to make a move, the divine needle was launched, and suddenly Fan Jian'an felt a tingling in his head, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and the offensive in his hand was also slowed down, Mo Ming took this opportunity to counterattack again and again, whenever Fan Jian reacted, he gave him such a blow, disrupting his attack rhythm, but in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed like he had made a mistake by himself, and he would not think of Mo Ming at all.

However, although Mo Ming did a concealment, he could not hide it from all the people, just when Mo Ming used his divine sense to attack, the city lord, who was originally just a calm face, suddenly flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then returned to normal, but there was a bit of strange taste in his eyes when he looked at Mo Ming.

Fan Jian'an's abnormalities appeared frequently, and almost everyone with some eyesight could see it, but most people thought that it was his own reason, and some even speculated that it might be caused by the sequelae of his cultivation of sword techniques.

"Hmph"

Mo Ming was fighting, putting a magic needle from time to time, and he had been paying attention to everyone's reactions, although his soul power was strong, but he was not like Liu Yan'er, who was good at illusion, although he could cause some trouble to Fan Jian'an, but he lacked attack power, and in the case of not being able to use spiritual power, with the strength of his body alone, he could only remain undefeated at most, but he could not defeat or even kill the opponent.

Therefore, he already had a plan in his heart, that is, to use the divine needle to interfere with Fan Jian'an, to create the illusion that Fan Jian'an himself has a problem for Zhongcheng, and constantly accelerate the frequency of his problems, and then find an opportunity to prepare for the soul rush out, with the strength of his soul, with all his strength, it will definitely cause the other party to lose his mind for a short time, and then it will be much easier to deal with, and the most important thing is that outsiders will not suspect him, but more suspect that it is Fan Jian'an's own problem.

Mo Ming's plan succeeded, without resistance, Fan Jian'an couldn't stop Mo Ming's attack at all, although the time was very short, but it was enough to end the battle, and as he expected, everyone who watched the battle attributed the root of the problem to Fan Jian'an, no one doubted him, but sighed his good luck, except for the city lord.