Taking stock of the ten major catastrophes for the common people, Hei Longtian was frightened.

As laughter sounded, a domineering figure also appeared at the top of one of the statues.

He stood with his hands in hand, with a confident smile on his face, and the breath on his body was even more chilling.

And his appearance is even more like the stone statue under his feet, like eight or nine points.

In this way, everyone also guessed his identity at once.

General Protector of the Nation, Ying Shuntian!

And immediately following Ying Shuntian’s voice, an old but indifferent voice, full of noble atmosphere.

As Ying Shuntian’s words fell, it sounded on the stone statue opposite him.

“General Ying, you have made mistakes again and again, and now it is still time to turn back.”

A snow-white figure that was also similar to the statue at his feet appeared on the stone statue.

It was an old man who exuded a chilling sword intent that was completely different from his indifferent temperament.

And his sword intent made the swordsmen in the world feel a chill in their hearts.

North cool, listen to the tide pavilion.

“Such a strong sword intent… Unexpectedly, the old man can actually learn from other people in his lifetime. ”

“Feel such sword intent.”

The moment he felt the sword intent, Li Chungang also stopped drinking.

A longing face was revealed, more, or shocked!

“Five hundred years ago, it was said that there was a kendo master named Sword Ancestor in the world.”

“He entered the Dao from the sword, and one sword can transform ten thousand laws, and his cultivation has also reached the absolute realm of the world.”

“It’s just that in the back, the whereabouts of the Sword Ancestor are unknown, and no one has seen him again.”

Li Chungang said as if talking to himself.

The existence of the Sword Ancestor was for him even if he was already a Sword God.

There is also a somewhat distant existence.

When he was young, he traveled around the famous mountains and rivers, and also tried to find the relics left by the Sword Ancestor.

In order to see if he can obtain the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor.

“Oh, it’s all over the place…”

For a while, the past came to his heart, and Li Chungang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Everything seemed to return to darkness.

South away from the imperial dynasty, outside the city of Tai’an.

“Sword Ancestor, what a desirable name.”

The Peach Blossom Sword God, who was riding a donkey upside down, also gently sighed the same emotion as the old sword god at this time.

Now he has become a new generation of sword gods after the old sword god Li Chungang.

But like Li Chungang, Deng Tai’a is also very yearning for this sword ancestor!

In this world, people who can be called sword gods are in the eyes of most people.

It is already an existence that can stand at the pinnacle of kendo.

But only Deng Tai’a, Li Chungang and others know.

Throughout the ages, there could be more than one sword god.

But there is only one who can be called the Sword Ancestor!

At the same time, on the Heavenly Dao scroll, Ying Shuntian was also laughing.

“Sword Ancestor, aren’t you afraid?”

“Today’s battle is already imperative, and you and I have no room to retreat!”

After Ying Shuntian finished speaking, a majestic aura emanated from his body, making the entire Jingying Lake seem to tremble.

The strong and pressing momentum pressed towards the Sword Ancestor.

“In this way, there is only one battle.”

Seeing Ying Shuntian’s unrepentant appearance, the Sword Ancestor could only sigh.

Ying Shuntian’s momentum, which seemed to be able to disgrace heaven and earth, came to him.

Under the awe-inspiring sword intent that the Sword Ancestor exuded all the time, it was like melting ice and snow.

“Haha, come on!”

Seeing the cultivation of the Sword Ancestor, he was not under him at all.

Ying Shuntian also put away the arrogance in his eyes and became serious.

Boom-

He raised his palm, and the palm energy spread out vigorously.

In an instant, a pitch-black pit fell on the chessboard, like a sunspot.

Seeing that this battle was inevitable, Jian Zu sighed, but also raised his hand.

Immediately after pressing a palm, the sword qi crisscrossed, cutting a white trace on the chessboard!

“Wonderful, really wonderful!”

The Great Song Dynasty, deep in the Zhenlong Chess Valley, in a dark cave.

An old man dressed in white with only a rope hanging from his waist, keeping his entire body in the air.

At this time, there was a strange light in his eyes, and he looked intently at the battle situation between Ying Shun Tian and Sword Ancestor in the sky.

“Such a chess game should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times!”

“Ahem, ahem…”

Because he immersed himself in the mystery of the chess game, Wuyazi’s mind was shaken by the mystery of the chess game.

A wisp of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth.

But he seemed to be ignorant of this, just watching the chess game of life and death in the sky with full attention.

“The Zhenlong chess game that I have studied all my life is in front of this life and death chess situation.”

“It’s a three-year-old’s plaything!”

Wuyazi let out a long sigh, and there was a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

Snow Moon City, the Hundred Flowers Club upstairs.

“Xiao Se, Miss Ye, you have been watching this chess game for a long time, and you can see what is coming…”

Lei Wujian and Sikong Qianluo looked at this chess game, although they couldn’t understand it, they could feel that there was life and murder hidden everywhere in the chess game.

It can be said to be three points more frightening than the most dangerous organ in the world.

That Xuanqi’s chess playing technique made them not only shocked, but only shocked!

And Xiao Se and Ye Ruoyi and the two, since just now, have been watching this chess game with full attention.

It was as if even the mind had been invested.

Even Lei Wujian and Sikong Qianluo’s questioning, they didn’t listen to it at all.

Only the mouth kept muttering.

“In this world, there is such a chess game.”

“If it were me, I am afraid that I would have admitted defeat when I was on the ninety-eighth road.”

“It really deserves to be a chess game of life and death, this game should only be in the sky!”

South away from the imperial dynasty, upper Yin Xue Palace.

“Such a chess game, I just hate that I can’t watch the battle in person at that time.”

Xu Weixiong’s eyes flashed, and there was a deep sigh in his eyes.

Known as “Nineteen Hands Talking Unparalleled in the World”, she has always been very confident in her chess skills.

But in front of this chess game, the conceit is like Xu Weixiong.

I can only willingly be by the side and be a spectator!

When Ying Shuntian competed with the Sword Ancestor in the game of life and death, the luck of the Southeast State.

It seems that it is constantly changing with the trend of the chess game of the two.

Ying Shun Tian, the sword ancestor defends, both sides are dripping water, it is difficult to distinguish between high and low.

“This… How can it be?! ”

And as time went on, Ying Shuntian’s expression became more and more ugly.

In his original plan, as long as he won the Sword Ancestor, he would win this life and death chess game.

He can successfully seize the luck of the southeastern state and dominate the world.

But he didn’t expect that the sword ancestor’s chess path far exceeded his expectations.

It was even comparable to him!

If this continues, between him and the Sword Ancestor, not only will he never be able to tell the winner or the loser.

It is even possible to be trapped in this game forever, and unless one of the parties dies, they will never get out!

Thinking of this, Ying Shuntian’s eyes suddenly became a little more anxious and murderous!

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