The hundred-zhang-old Tiance gradually became smaller, and gradually turned into a one-foot-long scroll that fell into the emperor's hands, and the golden light on the emperor's body also gathered to Tiance!
"call!"
Huang turned his hands and put away Tiance, looked around and stepped on the platform. wWW. QUAbEn-XIAoShUo. Com[ ~] Even if the battle for the heavenly strategy is over, the emperor is still the focus on the heavenly award square at this moment.
The emperor slowly walked towards Yan Chuan.
Everyone's eyes fixed on the emperor's body.
"I'm leaving, goodbye to see you!" The emperor said to Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan seemed to have known it, and nodded, "Yeah!"
Stepping, the emperor left in one direction and walked outside the Tianshou Square.
"Emperor? What is the origin?"
"He knows Yan Chuan?"
"Whose disciple is the emperor?"
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There was constant discussion all around.
"Stop, you can't go!" A voice suddenly sounded.
There was a sound, which immediately caused everyone to turn their heads, but it was Gu Yue Shengzi who narrowed his eyes, staring at the emperor.
Huang stopped slightly and turned his head to look at Saint Gu Yue. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"You are not allowed to leave here before the end of the Tianshou Conference!" Gu Yue Shengzi said coldly.
"Um?"
Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes to look at Gu Yue Shengzi, before the end of the Heavenly Granting Conference? Could something else happen? Yan Chuan thoughtfully.
The emperor turned his head to ignore Gu Yue Shengzi, as if he hadn't heard at all, and continued to walk outside.
"call!"
Gu Yue Shengzi's figure flickered, and instantly appeared in front of the emperor.
"I said, you are not allowed to leave, haven't you heard?" Gu Yue Shengzi's eyes were cold, and a huge momentum spurted out.
The aura of the Middle Void Realm was much greater than that of the Lower Void Realm.
The nearby cultivators were immediately shocked by this momentum and backed away again and again.
The momentum went straight to the emperor, but the emperor seemed not to be affected at all, and walked towards Gu Yue Shengzi step by step.
"Crack, click, click!"
A lot of cracks appeared on the floor under Gu Yue Shengzi's strong momentum.
But the emperor still walked forward. Step by step, it seems that there is no pressure at all. Countless pairs of eyes all around showed surprise.
Slowly, the emperor walked to Gu Yue Shengzi.
The emperor stared at Gu Yue Shengzi with a chill in his eyes.
"boom!"
It was as if a long sword shot out through the emperor's eyes, suddenly inserted into Gu Yue Shengzi's mind, and a powerful will rushed straight forward.
The will that Gu Yue Shengzi relied on in the past, under the domineering sword-shaped will of the emperor, was fundamentally fragile, devastated and rotten, all shattered.
"boom!"
Gu Yue Shengzi's soul trembled, and his mind was in a state of confusion. It took a while before he sobered up from the panic. But the whole person's spirit has languished a lot.
"Jingzhao’s second servant of the sun and the moon, you are the son of the day servant? Only the second layer of the middle virtual realm, dare you to stop me? If it were not for the face of Jingzhao, you have died a thousand times and blocked me
Who died! "The emperor was cold.
Stepping forward, Gu Yue Shengzi instinctively gave way, his eyes were inexplicably horrified.
The emperor's terrifying will had already told everything, even if Gu Yue Shengzi was stupid, he did not dare to stop at this moment, covered in cold sweat, watching the emperor slowly leave.
At this moment, Gu Yue Shengzi didn't have any thoughts to block. It's just that the eyes are full of horror.
A large number of cultivators all around looked over curiously.
"Holy Son? What's the matter?" Chang San came over and asked in confusion.
King Qin, King Chess, and Book King also gathered around. The spirit was sluggish, and as the emperor flew away, Gu Yue Shengzi slowly recovered.
The surroundings were all staring at him, and Gu Yue Shengzi suddenly felt like a light on his back. He used to target the emperor everywhere, but now it seems so ridiculous!
"Go!" Gu Yue Shengzi said solemnly.
I can't stay here anymore.
With four people and Chang Si's body, he quickly left Tianshou Square, leaving tens of thousands of people curious.
Before long, it was on a floating island outside Tianshou Square.
Gu Yue Shengzi led the four of them and looked at the Tianshou Square in the distance coldly.
"Shengzi, the emperor, let him go?" Chang San said through gritted teeth.
Chang San didn't know that the emperor and Gu Yue had already fought before. Although he couldn't help the emperor, he hoped that Gu Yue Shengzi could make a move. Reported revenge for killing his brother.
"The emperor?" Gu Yue Shengzi's face flashed for a while.
For the emperor, Gu Yue Shengzi didn't even want to provoke her, this person left it to his father to deal with. (·)
"We still have important tasks. Although we have lost the Heavenly Strategy, we still have the Fengshen Strategy!" Gu Yue Shengzi shook his head.
"Yes!" Chang San nodded unwillingly.
Everyone once again stared at the Tianshou Square in the distance.
The shock brought by the emperor in Tianshou Square was slowly digested by the strong. The venue was also cleaned up.
Seventy to eighty thousand cultivators, of which nearly 70 thousand are Confucian cultivators, all support Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian. Not long after the previous shock, they covered up the expectation.
middle.
Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian, great scholars and great sages of Julu Academy!
What kind of competition will be among the three parties
"Goddess Zhichen, please testify, Fengshen strategy competition, start!" Menciu cried again.
Tianshou Square was suddenly silent.
It was still the fighting platform, but at this moment, the fighting platform was no longer fighting, but fighting.
On the fighting platform, Le Yi took twenty great scholars and slowly stepped onto the fighting platform!
Yan Chuan took Wang Su, Yi Feng, and Wen Ruo onto the fighting platform! Mo Yuxi hugged Meow and waited.
Sima Yuntian and his seventy-two disciples also stepped onto the platform.
Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian, and Le Yi are in a triangle shape. Wen Dou will begin, and the Confucian scholars in the Quartet hold their breath. "The battle for Fengshence is different from Tiance. The two decide to win one first and then pass the test of Julu Academy, or should they pass the test first and then compete with each other?" Le Yi laughed
road.
Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian looked at each other.
"Test first!"
"We will fight later!"
Sima Yuntian and Yan Chuan said at the same time.
Receiving this answer, Le Yi nodded.
"Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, as long as there are two of them that can win the 21 of us on the stage, they can pass! What do you want to test first?" Le Yi said.
"Chess!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.
Yan Chuan and Le Yi also nodded, no objection!
Between the hands, on the fighting platform, two chessboards slowly protruded out, standing in the center of the three.
"Yifeng!" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Yes!" Yi Feng nodded.
Swinging the long sleeves gently, Yi Feng stepped forward, and the breeze blew his sideburns, looking extremely free and easy.
"Mr. Yi!"
"It really is Mr. Yi!"
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There were waves of excitement from the audience.
Sima Yuntian looked at a disciple, who also nodded and stepped out.
"Second Brother of Seventy-Two Great Scholars? Zhang Shen!"
"Among Sima Yuntian's disciples, who is the first in chess?"
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There was constant discussion around, Le Yi also spotted the people of the two sides fighting, nodded, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Wenyi's skills are amazing, Le Yi has been looking forward to it for a long time!" With that, Le Yi confessed to a big scholar. Daru played against Zhang Shen, but he walked towards Yifeng's chessboard.
"Rakuyuan is making the shot personally?"
"I heard that the master of the music academy is best at the piano, and chess can only be ranked second, but he is a great sage after all, he must be much better than those great scholars!"
"Zhang Shen vs. Da Confucian, but Mr. Yi vs. Da Xian?"
"It's not fair!"
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There was a lot of unwillingness in the audience, but the two players had already sat down. Yi Feng didn't have the slightest timidity, but smiled faintly: "Ju Lu Academy, Daxian? Yi Feng
I have been looking forward to it for many years! "
After being polite to each other, Yi Feng began to settle down.
"Snapped!"
Two games of chess, formally entered the state of fighting chess.
Countless cultivators in the audience passed their spells and saw the children on the stage, all attentively.
But Yan Chuan behind Yifeng looked at Sima Yuntian not far away.
At this moment, Sima Yuntian did not pay attention to the chessboard, but looked at the mouth of the mountain in the distance of the Hundred Saints Righteous Altar, and looked at Meng Ziqiu and others.
Sima Yuntian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if something was brewing.
In the distance, Mencius looked at Mr. Wen Ruo behind Yan Chuan, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
Wen Ruo looked at Meng Ziqiu, his face flashed with pain. The father and son are facing each other, but they are speechless for a while, and they are very unhappy in their hearts.
Across a large number of cultivators, Mr. Wen Ruo bowed solemnly toward Mencius.
He didn't speak, just bowed.
Seeing his son's attitude, Mencius sighed with bitterness in his eyes for a moment.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"...
The sound of falling children continued.
"Accepted!" Zhang Shen won first. Won a battle for Sima Yuntian.
"Teacher!" Zhang Shen returned excitedly to report. "Yeah!" Sima Yuntian nodded, his expression unchanged.
Zhang Shen returned to the 72nd Confucian team. Everyone looked at Yi Feng vs. Le Yi.
One is Mr. Yi, who has risen to fame two years ago and has not been defeated, and the other is Daxian of Julu Academy.
Although it was only a drop and no spells were poured in, a whirlwind was generated for no reason in the sky above the chessboard, which seemed to reflect the danger on the chessboard.
Yi Feng made his move quickly. Although his eyes were chaotic, his chess style was extremely sharp, as if sitting on the battlefield, lined up, and groups of troops were killing Le Yi.
Le Yi is the most common style of chess in the spiritual world. He seems to be sitting in a sect, directing his disciples to make moves one after another.
Zongmen masters played.
One side resembles an imperial army, and one side resembles a sect disciple.
It's like a rivalry between an empire and a sect.
"Kill!" "Roar!" "I am invincible!"...
Le Yi seemed to have heard thousands of troops come to kill him. On the chessboard, although there are not many masters in the army, the army is upright and vigorous, like God's help! Every time the army pressure
Come, can make Zongmen master unable to parry.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"...
Le Yi's face became more and more ugly as he kept falling.
"The army goes straight in, and all arrows are sent!" Yi Feng smiled slightly. -xj. first release
"Snapped!"
Another black spot fell, and suddenly the chessboard changed drastically. Le Yi, who was immersed in the chessboard, seemed to see that thousands of troops had gathered in front of the sect.
Following the command of Yifeng’s last son, thousands of arrows were sent straight to the crumbling sect, and thousands of troops and horses roared into the sect, and the corpses were everywhere.
The blood flowed into a river, and the foundation of the sect was instantly collapsed into flat ground by thousands of troops!
"Snapped!"
The chess piece in Le Yi's hand was crushed by himself. It collapsed, the empire army had already wiped out the sect, and the rest was scattered remnants. This game of chess cannot be played.
"Le Yi has been taught!" Le Yi got up and gave a slight salute.
"Carry!" Yi Feng also smiled and got up to pay the courtesy.