The Legend of Futian

Many eyes fell on Ye Futian at the same time. Is this a chess battle with Zhou Ziyi?

Practice is indeed the best way to test everything. Otherwise, both sides can't persuade each other.

However, Ye Futian, as the owner of the Holy Land Holy Land, challenged the descendants of the Dongzhou Holy Land, but he still lost his identity. Although he is also a peer, he is even younger than Mo Jun and others.

Mo Jun looked at Ye Futian and said, "The princess of the dynasty is a woman. Since the Ye Gongzhu wants to try, if not, it is better, I will accompany the Ye Gongzhu for the next game."

Ye Futian's eyes fell on Mo Jun. Although Mo Jun apologized for his rudeness yesterday, his performance was modest at the moment, and there was nothing wrong with it. However, Ye Futian still felt it. In Mo Jun's bones, he still clearly looked down. Even in the sacred place of Aozhou, the pride is not noticeable, but it is still noticeable.

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, then turned and looked at the old men, "Can you predecessors borrow a place at me?"

"You don't have to be so troublesome. Since the two want to learn chess, come here." On the void, Yang Xiao said to Ye Futian on the huge chessboard.

"That being the case, thank you seniors." Ye Futian bowed, and Yang Xiaojiu stepped off the chessboard and gave up his position.

Mo Jun flickered, stepped on the chessboard, and then said to Ye Futian: "Ye Gong please."

"The rest of my life," Ye Futian shouted back, and the rest of his life stepped forward and looked at him.

"You go." Ye Futian said, the rest of his life nodded, his body flickered, and he stepped on the chessboard without asking the reason. Since Ye Futian asked him to come down to this game, he went up.

When everyone looked at each other, a strange color was revealed, and Mo Jun looked at Ye Futian and said, "What does Ye Gongzhu mean?"

"The rest of my life is a disciple of my Dao Palace, who will play chess on my behalf." Ye Futian said, looking at Ye Futian, they did not expect that he would come in such a hand, but they are impeccable, both of them are Holy land disciple.

Obviously, he is implying that as his identity, it is not suitable to play directly against Mo Jun.

Mo Jun's eyebrows were slightly raised, seeming to be a little displeased. He took Ye Futian to fight against Ye Futian. Now, Ye Futian's chess is very second, and it seems that there is no white school chess.

"Since it is the chess piece hosted by the Lord Ye Gong, the game is the same as the one played by Ye Gong, please." Mo Jun intentionally emphasized and made a gesture for the rest of his life.

The rest of his life looked at Ye Futian, as if waiting for Ye Futian's words.

"You can go as you please," Ye Futian said. At this moment, he and the rest of his life are like the virtuous prince and him.

The rest of his life nodded, and the first child fell at will, without any rules.

Many people have weird looks. Ye Futian seemed to do the same before, right?

Today, Ye Futian and Mo Jun are still so casual in such a formal discussion?

Mo Jun looked more and more displeased, only feeling Ye Futian's behavior was a humiliation to him.

The palm of his hand waved, and he fell in the center of the chessboard.

This has caused many people to show a strange color. Mo Jun's chess course is also not taking an unusual path. It is very rare that the driver will go down to the sky.

But Mo Jun's direct landing at this position seemed to be provocative, as if he was the protagonist of this game.

Many people claim that playing chess shows people's character, and those who have a high-quality chess style have a high-quality character, and those who have a cunning and strange style have a shrewd personality.

And Mo Jun's chess style is arrogant and high-profile, which shows the pride under his humble appearance.

Holy place heavenly pride, saint disciple.

Each piece of chess pieces fell down, containing powerful rule powers. These pieces faintly connected with a magical power, making the chessboard perfuse a very powerful force.

"Going on the 2nd and 8th roads," Ye Futian said, and he did not hesitate for the rest of his life.

Mo Jun responded directly, Bai Zi fell crisply.

"Going up the Sanjiu Road," Ye Futian continued, and there was almost no hesitation. At the same time, in his palace, the game perfectly projected the picture in front of him. The situation on the chessboard changed, and pieces Constantly falling and evolving, as if evolving the subsequent chess game.

"So fast."

The speed at which you see the two playing chess is amazing. It can be seen that their deduction and mental arithmetic capabilities are amazingly powerful, so they can settle directly without hesitation, as if everything is under control.

"Everyone is staring." The eyes of all people flashed. As the game evolved, the formation was already in place. The chess path that Mo Jun played was an extremely arrogant chess pattern. The stars were scattered around the sky, and the pieces were scattered around. On the entire chessboard, the rest of the chess pieces were surrounded, and it seemed to be exhausted.

The advantage of this kind of chess is that it can directly swallow up the opponent without leaving a chance to counterattack. With a single strike, the weak point is that it is widely distributed and can be easily torn and torn open.

Obviously, Mo Jun is extremely confident in his chess course and wants to win this game in a crushing way.

At this point, the situation was changing on the chessboard, with the rules of horror and stars shining, as sharp as a sword.

Mo Jun's body was slightly suspended above the chessboard, and he glanced indifferently for the rest of his life. His palms stretched out, the rules condensed into white chess pieces, and then fell toward a prescription, as if the starlight sword fell down.

When this son fell, the whole chess game seemed to move. Stars and bright stars posed, and turned into sharp swords drew towards the direction of the rest of their lives. Each piece of chess pieces collapsed and shattered. A sunspot was swallowed up, forming a killing for the rest of his life.

"Go to the Sixth and Eighth Road." Ye Futian said, the sunspots were born together, and the rest of the life waved their palms. The sunspots suddenly fell down, and a horrible vortex appeared on the chessboard. All the chessmen were facing one. The gathering of prescriptions is the position where the rest of the life stands. At this moment, the endless power gathers in one place. The rest of the life seems to become extremely tall and overbearing, and the chess game also becomes three-dimensional after the fall of this son. A smashing and overwhelming formation was formed, heading towards Mo Jun.

Suddenly, Mo Jun's face became ugly. This son even connected all the chess pieces on the chessboard and gathered them into a terror.

His eyebrows became sharper and sharper, and when he stepped on, he fell with the chess pieces. In an instant, he seemed to be incarnate, the light and shadow sword covered the sky, and swept away for the rest of his life with a sweeping gesture.

Ye Futian didn't hesitate to spit out a voice, and the rest of his life stepped forward, but also fell on the chessboard position with the chess piece, walked directly in front of Mo Jun, and in a moment, a more wild and overbearing momentum Swept out, around Mo Jun's body, many chess pieces were directly destroyed and besieged, making the starlight dim, and looking at the rest of his life, the momentum was stronger.

"Mo Jun is going to lose." The people showed their sharp eyes. At this moment, they naturally saw that the rest of their lives had taken the absolute initiative, but the fall of the two sons directly laid the advantage.

On the other hand, Mo Jun, the chess path collapsed, at this time his face was slightly pale, the majestic pressure fell on him, trying to destroy him directly.

"Ping Qiu Jiu." At this moment, a voice came out, and many people's eyes flashed, looking at a position above Qifeng, the person standing there was impressively Liu Zong.

Liu Zong personally instructed Mo Jun.

Although this is not so glorious, Liu Zong acted calmly, instead of teaching Mo Jun by means of voice transmission, but directly speaking in public, letting people know that he was pointing.

Ye Futian glanced at Liu Zong and said nothing. Mo Jun's momentum had been released at this time. Under the momentum of the rest of his life and in front of the chess road battle, he could not see the whole situation. Only one or two sons were able to separate the victory and defeat, but Liu Zong is obviously not Mo Jun. The one he said is a wonderful one, and it is the best position.

Mo Jun did not hesitate to drop this son directly, and sure enough, the powerful star lightsaber array actually showed signs of returning to life, and the powerful momentum on the chessboard was once again condensed and born.

Ye Futian gave a slight glance at the position of Ping Qiu Jiu, but he didn't bother with it, and said, "Enter Liu Jiu Road."

For the rest of his life, he nodded and did the same, as soon as the son fell down, it felt like a heavy blow, and Mo Jun groaned, his face pale, as if there was an extremely overbearing rule of power gathering to split the game.

"Into seven or eight." Liu Zong continued to speak, Ye Futian responded accordingly, and the two played three sons. Finally, a wild force swept the chessboard, and all the whites were swallowed directly. Completely disintegrate and fail.

The powerful air flow on the chessboard suddenly quieted down, like the atmosphere above the chess peak.

Mo Jun is also a master of chess. He is an ancestor of the Holy Word of Xihua Mountain. His style is arrogant and proud. However, he was defeated. Even Liu Zong wanted to help him and he couldn't save him. No matter how strong Liu Zong was, he couldn't get back to heaven.

Many people looked at Ye Futian, who was already standing there quietly, the breeze slowly, the robes rising with the wind, the black hair flying, and his face very handsome.

At this moment, it seems that the people really feel that this is the momentum of the Lord of the Holy Land.

Ye Futian, really don't understand chess?

Mo Jun looked up at Ye Futian. After that game yesterday, he once satirized that Ye Futian didn't understand chess. What about this moment?

Who on earth does not understand chess?

"I apologize for yesterday's crazy words ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Mo Jun looked up, arched slightly, and said, then turned around and walked off the chessboard.

Even if defeated, the style of preaching the word is still maintained.

At this time, another person looked slightly unsightly, Zhou Ziyi.

It was she who caused the chess game.

Mo Jun is fighting for her.

Ye Futian's victory today is not proof of Ye Futian's words, her chess course is the worst of the nine.

"How?" Ye Futian's eyes fell on her at this moment and he asked.

Zhou Ziyi looked up at Ye Futian and said, "It's you who won the game. Yesterday's battle of Tianlong chess. Isn't it your reason?"

Ye Futian glanced at her lightly and stepped forward: "Since you are not dead, then you can see clearly."

(End of this chapter)