Chapter 417: The Lost Chess

Pantai Pass.

The brilliant light is flowing and the golden glow is radiant.

Yixiantian, who was besieged by three people, was forced to retreat step by step even though he had practiced the Dragon Whale Skill in the past few days.

Every time Ling Wenmao swung the silver spear in his hand, blood would spread throughout the space, and the scars on Yixiantian's body became more and more.

The black armor on his body had already been torn by the sharp weapon, and he was once again shot back hundreds of meters by Ling Wenmao. He supported himself on the ground with his knife, gasping for breath.

Ling Wenmao held his spear horizontally and glanced at the corpses of the Red Eyebrow Army scattered all around him, his eyes grim:

"Yixiantian and Pantaiguan belong to our Red Eyebrow Army after all, and the Dragon Whale Army is no different!"

"kill!"

With a cold snort, Ling Wenmao shook his wrist, and a flash of silver light appeared, accompanied by a strong sonic boom, which went straight to Yixiantian's chest.

At the same time, on both sides behind him, two warriors of the third level of the Red Eyebrow Army attacked at the same time, and a strong breath of death swept over in an instant.

Yi Xiantian glared at Ling Wenmao, and the long sword in his hand suddenly flew out, and then an extremely powerful force burst out from his whole body in an instant.

Without waiting for the attacks of Ling Wenmao and others to hit the thin line of sky, he kicked the ground with his legs and rushed towards Ling Wenmao at an astonishing speed!
Ling Wenmao understood that the man in front of him was at the end of his strength, so he did not choose to fight him head-on, but instead vigilantly dodged to the left.

The light in Yi Xiantian's eyes was like exploding stars, getting brighter and brighter.

With one blow of his sword, he fended off the two warriors from the third level who were attacking him and rushed towards Ling Wenmao.

Nothing fancy at all.

An unprecedented amount of energy cut through space, tearing the void at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye. The remaining force of the energy cut a crack more than three feet deep on the ground.

Ling Wenmao's eyes were tightly locked as he stared at the scene in disbelief.

A huge pain came from the chest, accompanied by a stream of hot blood flowing out of the chest.

A knife!

Break through the defense of a fourth-level warrior and kill all of his chances of survival.

At this moment, the thin line of sky collapsed to the ground.

He was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He could only watch helplessly as the other two third-level warriors approached quickly, with a trace of regretful smile on his face:

"Brother Xuan, I won't be able to see the moment when you put on the yellow robe and rule the world!"

"Sorry, Yixiantian is leaving first!"

The moment his eyes slowly closed, he felt as if he saw Fang Xuan's handsome face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

So this is what death feels like?
Slowly, Yixiantian completely lost consciousness!
A sharp sword energy descended from the sky.

The entire Red Eyebrow Army at Pantai Pass was completely crushed to dust by the sword energy.

The endless yellow sand gently blew the scattered long hair of the young man in white shirt.

Pei Qian supported Deng Chuan, and the two of them were wrapped in a nine-colored light and slowly appeared on the top of the city wall of Pantai Pass.

With one sword, Fang Xuan not only killed thousands of Red Eyebrow soldiers, but also completely cut off their will to fight.

After Fang Xuan's sword strike, the densely packed Red Eyebrow Army retreated madly from the top of Pantai Pass like a receding tide.

In the distance, the yellow sand in the sky seemed to be excited about the Dragon Whale Army’s great victory.

Xiang Lin struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Fang Xuan with fanatical eyes.

The leader of the Dragon Whale Army defeated the 130,000-strong Red Eyebrow Army with just one sword.

During this period of time, Deng Chuan and Yi Xiantian got along very well. They both had extremely high pursuits in martial arts and could be said to be of the same mind.

After appearing on the top of Pantai Pass, he watched Yixiantian fall down with his own eyes. Then, without caring about his own injuries, he rushed to Yixiantian's side and put his right hand on the other's pulse.

Feeling the weak pulse, Deng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly used his energy to melt a pill and injected it into Yixiantian's body.

After seeing Fang Xuan's concerned look, he whispered: "Fortunately, his life is not in danger!" As Yixiantian were some of the people who had started out of Yanzhou from Pingjiang County, Fang Xuan had special feelings for them.

In the entire Jiuzhou, the people Fang Xuan trusts the most, besides Fang Lan and Fang Li, are Yixiantian and others!

Hearing that Yixiantian was not in danger of death, he heaved a sigh of relief and instructed Xiang Lin:
"Clean the battlefield."

After saying that, Fang Xuan took a light step forward with the sword in his right hand, and his figure instantly appeared in the vast desert several feet away.

Pei Qian opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

This was the first time he saw such murderous intent in Fang Xuan's eyes since he met him!
After a while, a bright green light almost illuminated half of the sky north of Pantai Pass.

In the once endless sea of ​​sand, after this day, a abyss spanning east to west appeared.

There are six cities to the north of Pantai Pass, collectively known as the Six Pingtai Counties.

As one of them, Zecheng is closest to the desert, but the population in the city is larger.

There is a Zhuangyuan Lane in the city, with a few cramped bookstores. In addition to selling books, they also sell some study items that cannot be considered as desk ornaments. However, these things are becoming increasingly difficult to sell nowadays, so the bookstores' business is not very good.

The owner of the bookstore is a scholar. As there are no customers, he likes to sit in the shade at the corner, put a chess set on the table and think alone.

Today, he was sitting at the chessboard and writing down the chess score when an old man came in from the alley. He was wearing a coarse cloth shirt and barefoot.

The careless old man walked past the scholar's chessboard and suddenly stopped. He sat down opposite the scholar with a familiar look and said cheerfully:

"Oh, Lan Ke Pu, this game of chess is not easy!"

The scholar raised his head and glanced at the old man, and said calmly: "Old gentleman, do you know chess?"

The old man did not answer directly, but murmured: "It is said that boatmen chop wood like mountains. After a game of chess, it seems like a lifetime ago. Sixty years have passed in the world. Time flies like a white horse, and it is the most unforgiving!"

The scholar ignored the old man's sigh, pushed the white piece in front of the old man, and then made his own move, saying, "It's your turn."

The old man smiled.

There were people constantly coming and going outside the alley. Today, by coincidence, a relatively famous prostitute flashed through the alley, instantly brightening up the entire street.

When the scholar made his last move, the old man stared at the chessboard with his brows furrowed. After a while, he smiled helplessly and said, "You win."

The scholar glanced at the old man and asked with a smile, "Are you worried about something?"

The old man sighed helplessly and said slowly: "Prince Xuan Yi has proclaimed himself emperor. Wei Dan has decided to stick to this path till the end!"

When the name "Wei Dan" was mentioned, the scholar, who had been calm all the time, paused slightly with his hand holding the pen, and waved his right hand gently.

The black and white chess pieces on the entire chessboard seemed to have life, jumping into the stone boxes on both sides one by one.

He slowly said, "My junior brother has always been arrogant. There will be no turning back on what he has decided."

"Half of the dragon luck of Jiuzhou has been lost. You have been wandering in the mortal world for hundreds of years and finally returned as a beggar. You will definitely not just be a spectator in this game of chess!"

The old man crossed his legs and looked at the scholar happily. "Hongxian woke me up from my confusion that day. I wanted to help Dayang. After all, even if the real dragon falls, the dragon's might remains."

"No one expected that something like that would happen in Shangjing City. The Li family is determined to destroy their own country. How can human power save them?"

"Hongxian has taken a fancy to a boy from Haizhou. I heard that he has a destiny, but we just don't have the chance to meet."

The scholar nodded slightly, and wanted to ask more about Hongxian, but he quickly swallowed it back and changed the subject: "What about you?"

The old man shook his head, "Follow the road!"

At this moment, the two of them suddenly looked up and looked towards the south together.

The scholar threw a chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard, and it began to spin rapidly. After a few breaths, his expression became slightly solemn.

"The seal of Pantai Pass, the seal of the evil god has been destroyed!"

The two looked at each other.

The next moment.

There is a chessboard under the tree, and there is only one white chess piece on the table, which is slowly turning!

(End of this chapter)

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