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Chapter 1688 chess

In one sentence, the underage boy, full of murderous intent, fled in panic.

Leng Yuexin stood under the pine tree and thought for ten minutes.

"Is it really because of that sentence?" she said to herself, feeling incredible.

This sentence was said by a man with a weird personality while she and her sister were taking a bath in the hot spring.

Leng Yuexin didn't believe it at first.

until--

She witnessed the man holding a sword and directly killing the fake holy lord he was supported by his grandfather.

Leng Yuexin realized that this was a master.

A top expert!

then.

When facing the threat of death, she wanted to ask the boy in front of her to convey a sentence.

It turned out to reverse the situation instantly.

"He is from Zuoqiushan, and he knows the Holy Lord. No, I have to find a chance to have a good chat later." Leng Yuexin asked, and it seemed that the Holy Lord's wife was Jiangling.

But will the sister who pretended to be the wife of the Holy Lord be angry with the Holy Lord?

Instead, he lost his life?

But when I thought of Leng Han's eyes, Leng Yuexin felt that she had no choice.

Li Shier's slightly panicked expression just now strengthened her thoughts again.

But who would that mysterious person be?

In front of the many warriors in Kunlun Mountain, Leng Han's plan was broken and he could escape unscathed.

"Forget it, I'd better find my sister first." Leng Yuexin swept the snow on her shoulders, turned around and walked towards the Dark Moon Pavilion.

...

"The world is like chess. Today, heroes will rise together! It can be said to be a chaos that has not been seen in thousands of years. The last time the martial arts world was so lively, it has to be traced back to the establishment of Wuyuan."

Dark Moon Pavilion.

Premium meeting room.

Two men were sitting cross-legged on the kang playing chess, with several people watching next to them.

"But when Wu Yuan was established, the Holy Lord was still in his position. My martial arts world was also suppressed by Wanshan Alliance for thousands of years." The man who spoke seemed to be quite old last year, but because of his practice of martial arts, he did not look so old.

Instead, it exudes a sense of energy.

He picked up a white piece and landed it on the chessboard. "The world has suffered a lot for a long time."

"Brother Songhe, are you questioning my decision?" Leng Han was naked and wearing a pair of black trousers on the lower body, revealing his muscles undoubtedly.

The pale skin was not visible.

The scars on it are particularly dazzling.

While speaking, Leng Han fell a dark spot.

"I haven't been concerned about the world for many years. Do you know that if my Shushan leader was not killed, I might not have been willing to wade into this muddy water." Songhe was wearing a long robe and was fairy-like.

He left a white piece again, but his mind seemed to be not on the chess game.

"The way of heaven is like a chess. This chess board is like this heaven and earth. When all the alliances are in the mountains, there are only black pieces on this chess board, and there is no white at all. Now, black and white stand together is the way of heaven. If it is either black or white, how can you and me play this chess?"

After saying that.

There was a lot of discussion in the room.

"What Mr. Songhe said is very reasonable. The world is suffering from all the alliances, and Li Shi Er has been suffering for a long time! The foundation of the alliance for thousands of years, and with Li Shi Er's memory loss, the world collapsed in an instant in just three years! Even the Qin Empire did not have such a fast speed!"

An oriental warrior in a suit touched his beard and spoke in an unskilled Chinese language: "Even if Mr. Leng supports a puppet, he shouldn't be in the name of Li Shier."

"Yes. There are too many people in the world who hate Li Shier. I am worried that under his banner, more powerful enemies will be attracted! At present, Zuoqiushan has been cleaned up. The true king of the Martial Arts Division who originally bound Nanshan Han was also killed by him! In other words, it is okay to support Li Shier, but we missed the best opportunity."

A short-haired, flat-headed man was wearing a blue robe and made his suggestions aside.

Those who can come to this room are all famous top masters in the martial arts world!

The battle between Kunlun Mountain and Zuoqiu Mountain was not neutral.

The more capable the warrior is, the more he needs to stand.

This battle is related to the ranking of the Tianlist!

It is said that a strange phenomenon has not been seen in a thousand years on the Fengshan Platform.

Those who are on the list of the sky may get the opportunity.

This is why the experts who were originally disdainful of competing for the list chose to come out.

Man dies of money.

Birds die for food.

And the warriors are for the great way!

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, but the warriors are constantly breaking through the limits during the time of reincarnation.

Song He, the top master behind Shushan, is over 600 years old.

It seems that living until seven or eight hundred years old is no problem.

The lifespan of warriors has been broken through.

They want to refresh the life limits of warriors on Fengshantai again!

"Saint Monk Wutian, what do you think?" Leng Han held his son and stared at the chessboard, and asked slowly.

He finished speaking.

Everyone in the room turned their attention to a monk in white.

The monk looks middle-aged, with white clothes and white pants, and even cloth shoes, all white.

Spotlessly clean!

Clean!

"This is the holy monk who is known as the Invincible Vajra, Master Wutian?" Even Songhe raised his head and looked at the monk.

"Miscellaneous." Wutian put his kind eyebrows and eyes on his chest with one hand, and said very politely: "Anita."

"Oh..." Songhe chuckled and pointed at Wutian: "Master, we are not listening to you chanting the scriptures today. I have a headache listening to your Buddhist scriptures! I wonder if you are irritating the evil ghosts when you are rescuing them?"

As soon as these words came out, they burst into laughter.

Even Leng Han couldn't help but pursed her lips.

"I heard that Wutian never lost in his life. He even had a draw. What? Mr. Songhe, is he trying to compete with the master?" Leng Han smiled and joked.

These details are never cared about among experts.

Songhe is joking.

Wu Tian will not get angry about it.

Generally speaking, the measurement of experts is very large.

"After you say this, I'm interested." Songhe fell down and suddenly said 'Oh'.

"No regrets!"

Leng Han pressed Heizi, raised his head, looked at Songhe, and laughed and said, "You lost."

"I lost." Songhe shook his head, feeling a little helpless. "You deliberately distracted me."

If he hadn't focused on Wutian, he thought he wouldn't have lost.

But if you lose, you lose.

"Do you want to come again? Or, do you admit defeat?" Leng Han pointed to the chessboard and asked.

"Of course I don't agree. I can have another game with you!" Songhe said, and then he was about to start over.

"Pine and crane, the way of heaven is like chess. People are this chess piece." Leng Han pointed to the chess game distributed on it with black and white and said very seriously: "Even if the chessboard is completely white, some people will not accept it and want to make the black pieces appear again on it! The so-called heroes are just bait. The value of their existence is just to let me eat the other party in one breath!"

"Mr. Leng already has an idea?" Song He had a smear of expectation in his eyes.

"Although Zuoqiu Mountain is unified, there are thousands of alliances within the Wanshan Alliance! My big banner will respond to the world! And what do you think of Wu Yuan in this bait?"

After Leng Han finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Songhe's eyes: "Imperial vein, I must kill it with my own hands!"

"Three days later, the Martial Arts Alliance! At that time, I will hand over the emperor to you and execute him in public!" Leng Han picked up the decisive white piece and wiped it gently.

White fades and black appears.

"This is your dark spot."

He crushed it, sprinkled the black powder on the chessboard, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Chapter completed!
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