Comprehensive martial arts: Master Longhu, picking up corpses Xuanyuan Qingfeng

And along with Kang Guangling's voice fell.

Su Xinghe's figure flashed and appeared in front of the chessboard of the Zhenlong chess game again.

Sitting cross-kneeled in front of the chessboard of Zhenlong chess game, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was determined,

"I don't know which hero of the rivers and lakes is willing to play against the family master?"

At this moment, Kang Guangling's voice sounded again.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you.

But none of them dared to play.

Zhenlong chess game has been established for thirty years, I don't know how many jianghu warriors have tried to crack it, but in the end it ended in failure, and even some people fell into demons and completely became crazy people.

"Since none of you are willing to try, then I will let Duan Yu test the water for you."

Duan Yu smiled.

One step out from behind Zhang Zhiwei, his figure appeared in front of the chessboard of the Zhenlong chess game.

"Yunnan Dali Duan Clan, I didn't expect that the people from the Yunnan Dali Duan Clan actually came."

"Gee, I heard that Duan Yu, the son of the king of Zhennan, has been familiar with everything since he was a child, maybe he can really break this Zhenlong chess game."

"It's really possible that you said that."

......

With Duan Yu walking out from behind Zhang Zhiwei.

Among the crowd present, one after another of discussions suddenly rose.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Duan Yu smiled slightly, and arched his hand to Su Xinghe: "Senior Su, there is a labor teaching." "

Please."

Su Xinghe opened his eyes, glanced at Duan Yu, and then took up the black son on the chess game.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, is in charge of Baizi.

Look at the chessboard, and the pieces crisscrossing the board.

Duan Yu thought slightly.

Then he picked up the white child and landed in the corner of the chessboard.

And Su Xinghe naturally picked up the sunspot and landed in another corner.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

The two played a simple game at first, but later they got faster and faster.

The eyes of everyone present were also staring at the chessboard without blinking.

But after a long time, after a hundred eyes.

Along with the fall of a black son held by Su Xinghe.

The sunspot on the chessboard suddenly turned into a dragon slaying trend

, and ate a large piece of white chess in an instant, and as these white chess pieces were eaten, the entire chess game Baizi suddenly showed a defeat.

"Lost, lost."

Duan Yu smiled suddenly, stood up without the slightest nostalgia, and directly moved his figure and stood back behind Zhang Zhiwei again.

He made this move, just to weigh the difficulty of Zhenlong's chess game.

But I didn't expect it to be really difficult.

It was much more difficult than the chess games he played in Dali.

And Su Xinghe is also profound, not his rival.

"Alas, I didn't expect that the people of the Dali Duan Clan actually lost, this Zhenlong chess game is not simple."

"Yes, but it's not, it stands to reason that Duan Yu has the influence of the Dali royal family, and his chess skills are also considered top-notch among everyone present, who would have thought that he could only stick to a hundred eyes, in my opinion, no one can break the Zhenlong chess game this year."

Seeing that Duan Yu had already lost after only holding out under Su Xinghe's hands, everyone present shook their heads.

After resetting the chessboard, Kang Guangling stepped forward and asked, "I wonder who is willing to teach?"

"Gongzi, the opportunity has come."

In the crowd, Bao Wei leaned into Murong Fu's ear and whispered a reminder.

"Shut up, I know."

Murong Fu glanced at Bao Wei coldly.

Then he looked at Zhang Zhiwei with resentment in his eyes.

Zhang Zhiwei, you wait for me.

When I finish breaking the Zhenlong chess game, it will be your time to die!!

After making up his mind, Murong Fu took a deep breath and crossed the crowd to sit on the opposite side of Su Xinghe.

"Please enlighten!"

Watching Murong Fu step forward.

The eyes of everyone present suddenly lit up.

Although Murong Fu lost to Zhang Zhiwei in martial arts, after all, he was born in the thousand-year-old family Gusu Murong clan, and this kind of background was more than a little stronger than the Dali Duan clan.

With him there, maybe it can really break the game.

"Please!"

Su Xinghe's eyebrows raised slightly, and after glancing at Murong Fu, he stopped talking.

And Murong Fu did not hesitate.

After glancing at Zhang Zhiwei, who was still standing in the distance, the old god was still there.

Then he quickly picked up the white child.

Drop on top of the Zhenlong chess game.

At first, Murong Fu also had back and forth with Su Xinghe.

The black and white sons rushed each other and surrounded each other, showing a close match.

But after the hyakume.

Murong Fu's eyes gradually revealed a solemn color, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

But Su Xinghe still looks at ease.

The more he looked at Su Xinghe like this, and then thought back to Zhang Zhiwei's humiliation of him, Murong Fu became more and more anxious in his heart.

More and more sweat also seeped from the forehead.

The vision began to blur,

and the black and white two sons on the chessboard seemed to become a black and white army.

And he was proud that the white-armored army that was preparing to recover Dayan was defeated in front of the blade of the black-armored army.

And the leader of the black-armored army was Zhang Zhiwei's appearance.

At this moment, a sword slashed at him.

Murong Fu's expression changed, he stood up from the chessboard in panic, drew the sword on his waist, and shouted with a maniacal expression: "No, I won't lose, I won't lose."

"Hahaha, the Mandate of Heaven is difficult to violate, and Murong Clan's qi is exhausted.

I exhausted my whole body and blood, and in the end it was also a spring dream.

Shi also fate.

I, Murong Fu, should have died here. "

Boom.

Murong Fu frantically pulled out his long sword, which was about to be wiped off against his neck.

"Cousin!"

Wang Yuyan exclaimed.

But just when he got closer, he was swung out by Murong Fu with a sleeve.

"Fairy sister."

Seeing this, Duan Yu's figure moved, appeared behind Wang Yuyan, and grabbed Wang Yuyan.

"Gongzi, no."

Bao was also frightened when he saw this scene, and hurriedly shot to stop it.

But with their speed, how could it be comparable to Murong Fu's speed.

Seeing that Murong Fu was about to cut off his head with a sword.

Su Xinghe pinched his fingers, and a sword qi shot out, knocking down the long sword in Murong Fu's hand.

Murong Fu's figure suddenly flew out upside down.

When he came back to his senses, he was also scared into a cold sweat.

Quickly thanked Su Xinghe.

Gray squeezed out the crowd.

Watched Murong Fu leave in a hurry.

Everyone present sighed again in their hearts.

In the end, this Zhenlong chess game was established by a generation of Tianjiao without a cliff thirty years ago, and even now, no one can break it.

"I wonder if anyone else is willing to step forward and try?"

At this moment, Kang Guangling asked again.

Everyone you look at me, I look at you, but in the end, no one dares to step forward.

After all, Duan Yu and Murong Fu, who were from top families in Kyushu, lost.

Not to mention them.

"I'll come."

At this moment, Duan Yanqing's double crutches under his waist shook slightly.

As soon as his figure moved, he sat in front of Zhenlong's chess game.