Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 207 Breaking the Game (Subscribe, Recommend)
"You can cut off the cause of others, but you may not be able to cut off your own fruit." The unknown old monk looked at Zhou Yu's leaving back and murmured in a low voice.

A few days later, beside Qingshan Lake.

Zhou Yuduan sat on a large bluestone, beside him was Qing Ming who was nourishing Qi in the scabbard.

"With a mere legal domain, a causal chess game has been set up. How strong will the ancient god Yunmeng be in his heyday? What is the purpose of doing this?" Looking at the rippling lake in front of him, Zhou Yu said silently .

When he was looking for the old monk, he was ready to do it, but when he saw the chess game, he understood everything.

If it evolved according to the chessboard, he could not see the chess game now.

But in the end, because of his staying for these days, he took the initiative to integrate into the Ning'an chess game, which made all the seemingly simple actions now proceed smoothly to the present.

If not, then this Ning'an town is just a passer-by to him, and a passer-by will not be able to get real help from the people of Ning'an town.

It will also respond to the meaning that the unknown old monk wants to convey, if you don't enter the chess game, you will be unable to break the game.

But even though he understood this, Zhou Yu still felt a little elusive when he thought about it now.

But these are not important right now, because he has to face the most critical move in this chess game right now.

Carp essence!
A red carp was rescued because of him, and entered the game again because of him.

Perhaps the carp had already had the idea of ​​coming back to take revenge after getting out of trouble, but it was an idea after all.

But the fact is that when Zhou Yu shattered the chessboard with one palm, he vaguely felt that it was furious after being rounded up by Guo Lao Er and Li San again.

This fury made the carp spirit, after recovering its real body, quickly roll up a huge wave and sweep towards Ning'an Town.

bang, bang, bang...

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu immediately opened his eyes.

During the time he was contemplating and nourishing his energy, it was already dark in the hot weather, and there were already three-foot-long waves roaring on the Qingshan Lake that was originally calm.

Among the big waves, there was a faint figure of a black dragon, making waves.

As a result, the entire sky was already covered with icy drizzle, and amidst the rolling thunder, there were dark clouds overwhelming the top, as if the sky had fallen, which made people feel depressed.

The rain was getting heavier, and the wind was getting wilder. At this moment, Zhou Yu's robe was rattling.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up to see me, don't you think of the grace of escape?" Looking at the lake water that was far above his height, and smelling the cold wind, Zhou Yu suddenly Said loudly.

As he said these words, his bulging clothes suddenly became silent, and outside his body, there was a layer of blurred blue light, gradually glowing, blocking the wind and rain all over the sky.

"Roar!"

As Zhou Yu's words fell, there was a high-pitched dragon chant in the big waves, and a hornless dragon poked out its ferocious head from the big waves.

His eyes are like a secluded pool at the moment, and when one looks at it, one feels the cold, and at the same time, there is an undisguised killing intent.

"The people of Ning'an Town provoked me again and again, wanting to catch me, which is unbearable. Thinking that you helped me escape, leave now, I will not kill you." Mo Jiao looked at the people on the shore. The figure in the green robe said immediately.

"You have escaped a catastrophe. Although it was because of me that Li San, Guo Laoer and others went to Qingshan Lake again, but after you recovered your supernatural powers, how could they come to you?"

"If you really think about the previous kindness, and swear that you will never make things difficult for Ning An, don't make waves, and just retreat, you may not be able to truly survive this disaster." Looking at Mo Jiao carrying the wind and rain in front of him, he was full of awe. , Zhou Yu said calmly.

"It seems that this sword is still going to be used after all." Seeing Mo Jiao's gradually icy eyes, Zhou Yu sighed inwardly.

The next moment, I saw the huge ink dragon tail slamming violently in the big waves.

Immediately, there was a terrifying explosion of lake water, roaring towards Zhou Yu.

Its majestic sound is as fierce as the Milky Way, covering the entire sky in a short while, and there are endless waves in sight.

hum!
Suddenly, there was a sound of a sword, and a sword, like a blue-white thunder, flew across the sky in an instant.

Boom!

The sky was full of big waves, which seemed to be split by an unspeakable force, and the water in it was cut off, turning into heavy rain and pouring down three steps away from Zhou Yu.

At the same time, the eye-catching sword gang immediately continued unabated, slashing towards Mo Jiao, and suddenly approached Mo Jiao amidst the horror in his eyes.

bang, bang, bang...

In the blink of an eye, the three-foot-high wave exploded continuously on the turbulent lake.

At the same moment, Zhou Yu, who had slashed out with a sword, turned around and left, no matter how terrifying the wave was, it couldn't penetrate three feet away from his body.

"He can really slash that sword." Inside the ruined temple, watching the dark clouds dissipate from the sky, the pupils of the nameless old monk shrank suddenly.

It's just that the moment he closed his eyes, there was a hint of a smile of approval between the corners of his mouth.

"Interesting, is it the Xiaoyao sword or the Wuqing sword?" With an inaudible murmur, the body of the unknown old monk, together with the ruined temple, gradually disappeared into nothingness.

Outside Ning'an Town, although Mo Jiao died, the light rain still existed.

In the final analysis, Zhou Yu's cultivation was not high enough to kill the seemingly infinitely powerful Mo Jiao.

And the reason why he can be beheaded is not because of his cultivation.

After seeing the chess game, rather than beheading the ink jellyfish, it would be better to say he beheaded the idea of ​​saving the fish.

This sword seems mysterious, but in fact it is not worth talking about, because of Nian Jianer.

To put it simply, after all, this place is just an illusion of a legal domain, not a real place.

On the street, the number of pedestrians gradually decreased, but there were still many people who were unprepared because of the sudden rain, covered their roofs with their hands, and ran towards the house in a hurry.

"Mr. Zhang, it's raining. Why are you still running the noodle stall?" As he got closer, Zhou Yu saw that two large oil umbrellas had been supported on Old Zhang's noodle stall. Still boiling.

"The rain came suddenly, and it was too late to close the stall. We simply opened the umbrella, so that some people who are far away from home can take shelter from the rain for a while, and maybe we can take the opportunity to make some business." Seeing Zhou Yu approaching, the old man Zhang suddenly smiled road.

"Why are you so busy?"

"Well, that's over." Zhou Yu nodded and sat on the familiar noodle stall.

"Let's have a bowl of Yangchun noodles. After eating, we should leave. Come back next time, maybe when it will be."

"Okay." Old man Zhang seemed to have thought of something, and without asking any further questions, he turned around and started to go down.

The drizzle outside the umbrella was cold, and the noodle soup inside the umbrella was boiling hot. When old man Zhang brought the noodle, the place where Zhou Yu was was was empty.

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