My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Not interested," Ye Fan said.

"Ji Run," Ji Zhihei laughed at himself.

Ye Fan frowned.

Many tens of thousands of people at the scene all showed weird expressions. Obviously everyone knows that, and many people call it that.

"I loved playing games from a young age, timid and timid, afraid of pain, and even more afraid of death."

"My father named me 'Heihei' because he was the first player in the game of Fangyuan."

"My father hopes that in my life, everything can go ahead and become the leader of Shenlong".

"But ... I used 'first mover' elsewhere."

"Whenever I get into trouble, I always slip away first, and when I meet a strong enemy, I avoid the battle first, hence the name 'Ji Pao Pao'."

"Even though I have been laughed at, I know that many people don't look down on me, but I don't care."

"I didn't intend to be the Green Dragon Realm, and I was not interested in the clans of the clan."

"I just want to break the world's chess records, and between the landscapes."

Ji Zhihei sighed, his eyes gradually glowed, and his face became serious.

"However, if you really need to play the last game of your life, it is a good game to play against an emperor swordsman."

Ye Fan's gaze was faint. This guy, does he have any hole cards?

"The wind is dying. I may not be able to hold back for too long."

The wind wanted to stop waiting for a group of elders, and at this moment it was in full respect.

"Yes! Elder Ji, please!"

The wind wants to stop, immediately spread all the people on the scene, and disperse as soon as possible!

In case Ye Fan really wants to slaughter the city, their best way is to scatter all over the place.

Shenlong City Empty City, wait until the clan master comes to sit in town, and then come back no later.

Ye Fan didn't mean to really kill the city. He forced Ji Zhihei to stay and fight with him.

Seeing tens of thousands of people dispersed, he was quiet.

Otherwise, he would go out with a sword, which might kill a large area, and it was really troublesome.

When Ye Longyuan saw this, he looked at Ye Fan silently, and then turned and jumped down the cliff, but there was no trace.

The mountain wind whistled.

The sky is blue.

Ye Fan confronted Ji Zhihei Yaoyao.

"Sword God, now everyone is scattered, I ask you again, why do you say Yao Zhonggu was killed by you?" Ji Zhihei took this time a lot more seriously.

"If you win me, I will tell you."

Ye Fan smiled fiercely, carrying his sword toward Ji Zhiheifei!

But the moment he gave the sword, the style suddenly changed in all directions!

Black and white black and white ...

Numerous black-and-white children emerged in front of Ye Fan!

Ji Zhihei's figure suddenly turned into a transparent ghost!

It seems to be a projection, there is no sense of vitality and energy fluctuations.

A vast chessboard with a square radius, composed of gray lines, emerges out of thin air!

On this board, black and white pawns are formed by the power of yin and yang.

"Dan Zhu residual spectrum!"

"Please have a round with me!"

The board made a sound like it came from all directions!

Ye Fan suddenly understood!

"This ... is your law of planes?"

It turned out that the heaven and earth yin and yang were used as a chessboard, and a chess game between heaven and earth was created! ?

"My plane rule is called 'playing games.'"

"No matter what opponents, whoever enters my game, I'm" black "first."

"Dan Zhu's residual spectrum, both black and white, is exactly equal."

"Your mind can control Bai Zi in this game."

"Every step you take will affect your life and death."

"Sword God, you can see what kind of situation your Baizi is currently ... I am black, go ahead!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan noticed that a sunspot fell on the chessboard!

This overwhelming force, condensed out of thin air, and then fell heavily.

The crackling sound of the "snap" crisp wood is extremely realistic.

"I'm not free to play chess with you!"

Ye Fan is looking at the Blue Dragon Law, but it is not this strange law.

He directly condenses the sky flying sword into the Eight Desolate Dragons.

Eight stegosaurus raged on all sides, constantly crushing various pieces in the chess game.

However, no matter how Ye Fan destroys the game, the game is rapidly reshaping.

Moreover, Stegosaurus can't hurt him in the slightest through the phantom of Ji Zhihei?

"In my game, if you want to hurt me, you must press me over with white stones!"

"If not, you will never hurt me!"

"Playing against each other is a fair contest. The wise contest, if you have no courage, but the wrath of the husband.

Ji Zhihei smiled, full of self-confidence, and looked like the insignificant escape before.

As if he was fearless as long as he was in a chess game.

Ye Fan could not believe in evil, rushed forward, a annihilation of embers!

"boom!"

Sword Yi directly penetrated the shadow of Ji Zhihei, splitting a hill below!

"how is this possible?"

Ye Fan frowned. His unparalleled sword intention should be able to ignore the rules.

Ye Fan's eyes flickered with black and golden flames, and he carefully observed the operation of this "playing game" rule.

He found that it was not that he did not hurt Ji Zhihei, but that Ji Zhihei was now in a particularly high defense form.

Most of the energy passed through his phantom was filtered out.

Ye Fan can indeed ignore the rules of the game, but it does not mean that he can stop Ji Zhihei from sharing the power of the sword to the world and reduce the damage.

To put it plainly, Ji Zhihei is in a state of super high dodge, with a small amount of damage, it has no effect on him.

This dodge rate, even if Ye Fan disintegrates more than ten times, will have little effect.

Qinglong's ability to recover and endure is not a joke.

The point is ... this way has been onslaught, it is useless to Ye Fan, he can't see Qinglong bloodline skills.

"Sword God, time is limited, it's your turn".

Ji Zhihei pointed at the mid-air, an ancient device of water droplet timing created by the power of yin and yang.

"If you don't want to play against me, then please leave. I can't stop you.

But ... if the imperial swordsman retreats in timidity, will it also affect your sword intention? "

Ji Zhihe fixed his expression on Ye Fan's face and smiled.

Ye Fan's face was cloudy and cloudy, so these dragons could not learn more about Ye Xuanguang?

Isn't it good to practice blood? What's the rule of so many flowers?

This "playing game" rule is actually very similar to "Ji Pao Pao" in personality.

He actually loves to play chess and likes to win by playing games.

If the opponent is unable to win over him and he is not interested in playing against such a person, he would rather avoid the battle.

Leaving directly, Ye Fan was unwilling, and it was not his style.

Stop it, then go up and down without trying, how can you know that you can't go down?

Ye Fan thought that his chess skills were okay. He scanned the chessboard and looked at his situation.

Chessboard 361, imitating the degree of Zhou Tian, ​​all in your eyes.

Ye Fan thought about it a little bit after thinking about it.

A positive force gathered and a white child fell.