Martial Arts: Junior Brother Hanyi, the Magic Sword Thousand Blades at the beginning

At this moment, Xu Weixiong, Mr. Wu Song Lian, Lou Manfeng and the others are all focused on the chess game in front of them.

I saw that the chess game in front of me is a robbery and a robbery. There are both living together and longevity, or counterattack, or hiding clumsiness.

The people present are all chess players.

Seeing such a chess game, he immediately lifted his spirits.

Seeing the whole situation with his eyes and calculating in his heart, he wanted to find out the way for White to survive.

however.

Just after ten breaths, someone suddenly started to sweat profusely.

The man's body was already full of breath, and his face was as pale as paper.

In public, it is not easy for him to withdraw first.

I can only pretend to be calm and try my best to find a way to crack it.

But such a time lasted less than a cup of tea.

Suddenly, he felt his eyes darken, his throat sweetened, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood, and passed out directly.

"This...what's the matter?"

"Why did that person pass out?"

Seeing such a situation, the crowd was greatly confused.

"Knowing that it can't be done, but doing it in the opposite direction, the result is a traumatic mind and a counterattack."

An old expert shook his head and sighed softly.

"Speaking of which, this Zhenlong chess game is still extremely dangerous. If one fails, half of your life will not be lost..."

When everyone heard the words, their faces became terrified.

not far away.

The disciples of the deaf-mute sect hurriedly carried the man down.

"Everyone, do everything according to your ability. This Zhenlong chess game was laid out by the master for more than [-] years, and it cannot be broken by ordinary chess players."

When Kang Guangling saw that someone was injured, he also persuaded the others.

With No.1 exit.

Soon there will be a second person.

The second person was also sensible, knowing that he couldn't solve it, he gave a wry smile, and staggered away from the chess game.

the other side.

Xu Weixiong, Song Lian, Lou Manfeng and the others were not in such a panic at the moment, they found a way out for White Chess lightly, they fought all the way, and those who fought with Black Chess came and went.

Song Lian, who was the leader, forced to kill a few sunspots, which can be said to be the leader.

The black chess players on each chessboard are Mingzhou chess players who have been trained by Su Xinghe from the deaf-mute family.

Before the Zhenlong chess game started, these people had already been secretly trained.

Wu Yazi has been studying this chess game for more than [-] years.

He himself is a national level player. He has been immersed in this game for more than [-] years, and he has already researched various methods of black chess to kill white chess.

Just tell those people the tips and you're in control.

Besides, facing this Zhenlong chess game, Qi Changkong thought for a long time before he understood the situation.

Only after you understand it in your heart, you can play white chess, and you have to break out a way out.

in a blink.

The time for a stick of incense is over.

Xu Weixiong, Song Lian, Lou Manfeng, Duan Yanqing, Murong Fu, Ding Chunqiu, Duan Yu, Ren Qianxing and Qi Changkong were left in the field.

Among them, even Master Xuannan from Shaolin Temple was defeated.

After another stick of incense.

Murong Fu's expression suddenly paused, and then his mind lost control.

This time, he is confident that he can break the Zhenlong chess game first.

In the beginning, he planned every step of the way, thinking that he would besiege the black chess in the end, but who would have expected that under his painstaking layout, the game is now full of loopholes, and all his plans have been lost.

It seems that there are remnant soldiers and defeated generals in front of him, even if he fights bloody again, rushing left and right, it will be useless!

Involuntarily, Murong Fu's heart was shaken, with mixed feelings, he murmured:

"Could it be that my Murong family's destiny is over, all my efforts are in vain, and I have worked hard all my life, but in the end it was nothing..."

In an instant, Murong Fu Lingtai fell, and he felt the darkness in front of his eyes, and his heart was extremely desperate.

Involuntarily, he also spat out a mouthful of blood, almost fainting.

"what?!"

"Gusu Murong Fu actually vomited blood?"

"It seems that even he can't break Zhenlong's chess game?"

"Wait, Ding Chunqiu can't do it either!"

"Where do you see him talking to himself?"

"What betrayed the teacher's sect, the Xiaoyao School's unique knowledge, where does this follow?"

"..."

Seeing this scene.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they couldn't believe it.

It turned out that when Ding Chunqiu cracked Zhenlong's chess game, he suddenly came to his senses.

Among the Great Song Dynasty, the one who can have this chess skill is nothing more than his master Wu Yazi!

But wasn't Wu Yazi knocked off the cliff by him back then?

Why are you still alive.

What is his intention in playing such a game of Zhenlong chess?

With wild thoughts, Ding Chunqiu still had no idea to break the situation.

In an instant, his six senses lost his way, his mind and body were exhausted, and he became insane and aphasic.

After ten breaths, Ren Qianxing was also defeated.

A look of unwillingness.

Besides, after half a stick of incense, Duan Yu couldn't stand anymore.

At this moment, his face was pale and sad.

Persisting until now is already not easy.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Danchen and others hurried forward to help.

After a cup of tea, Duan Yanqing suddenly looked downcast and took a few steps back.

This Zhenlong chess game is unpredictable, and it depends on the person.

While playing chess, he suddenly recalled that he was framed by someone in his early years, and he became a useless person from the imposing heir of the Dali royal family!

With this thought in mind, Duan Yanqing can't defend against the invasion of inner demons.

In the end, he also staggered back.

As a result, there are only four people on the field!

They are Xu Weixiong, Song Lian, Lou Manfeng and Qi Changkong!

……

[The sixth update from yesterday! ! !The realm of chess power: Wenxian, Dafu, Mingzhou, Zhenlu, Guoshou].

031: Qi Changkong is killing himself! [Ask for flowers and ask for evaluation tickets]

For the final four, the heroes of the world were unexpected to Lou Manfeng and Qi Changkong.

After all, the Tomb Attack Sect and Xueyue City are not Confucian sects.

Even though Lou Manfeng and Qi Changkong are the proud sons of the sky, they have studied a lot, and they only know a little about chess.

From everyone's point of view, the level of chess skills can reach Mingzhou one step, which is a bit extraordinary.

Who would have thought that people like Murong Fu and Duan Yanqing would lose one after another.

The two of them persisted until this point!

You know, the other two.

Xu Weixiong practiced in Shangyin Academy for a few years before, and was known as a talented girl when she was young, so her chess skills are naturally not bad.

As for Mr. Wu, Song Lian, let alone, he is a master's personal disciple!

Inside the hut.

After Su Xinghe learned of this result, he quickly reported to Wu Yazi:

"Master, now there are only the Second Princess of Beiliang King, Mr. Song Lian, Lou Manfeng of the Grave Attacking School, and Qi Changkong of Xueyue City."

"In addition, Ding Chunqiu, the traitor, probably probably guessed that the master asked the disciple to set up this Zhenlong chess game, and there may be heresy in the future."

Hearing this, Wu Yazi said calmly:

"It's okay."

"Once the successor of my Xiaoyao Sect appears today, then Ding Chunqiu will die!"

Immediately, a hint of confusion flashed across the old face:

"Compared to killing Ding Chunqiu, I am more curious about who will win in the end among the four?"