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

As laughter rang out, a domineering figure appeared on top of one of the statues.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a confident smile on his face, and the aura on his body was even more chilling.

And his appearance is eighty-nine times similar to the stone statue at his feet.

In this way, everyone guessed his identity at once.

The great general who protects the country, Ying Shuntian!

And immediately following Ying Shuntian's voice, there was an old but indifferent voice, full of the aura of an expert.

As Ying Shuntian's words fell, they sounded on the stone statue opposite him.

"General Ying, you have made mistakes again and again, and now it is not too late to turn back."

A snow-white figure that was also 70-80% similar to the statue at his feet appeared on the stone statue.

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

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

Beiliang, under the Tingchao Pavilion

"Such a strong sword intention... I never expected that I would be able to extract it from other people in my lifetime."

"Feeling such sword intent."

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

There was a look of yearning on his face, but more importantly, he was shocked!

"Five hundred years ago, it is said that there was a swordsman named Jianzu in the world."

"He entered the Tao through the sword, and can transform all kinds of magic with one sword. His cultivation has reached the highest level in the world."

"But later, the whereabouts of Sword Ancestor were unknown, and no one saw him again."

Li Chungang said as if talking to himself.

The existence of the Sword Ancestor, even for him who is already a sword god, is still somewhat out of reach.

When he was young, he traveled around famous mountains and rivers, and also tried to find Passing through the relics left by the Sword Ancestor in the hope of obtaining the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor

"Haha, it’s all gone……"

For a time, thousands of past events came to his mind, and Li Chungang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Everything seemed to have returned to darkness.

Nanli Dynasty, outside Tai'an City

"Sword Ancestor is such a desirable name."

The Peach Blossom Sword God, who was riding his donkey backwards, softly expressed the same emotion as the old Sword God. Now

, even if he has become the new generation of Sword God after the old Sword God Li Chungang.

But like Li Chungang, this A sword ancestor, Deng Tai'a also yearns for it!

In the eyes of most people in this world, people who can be called sword gods are already able to stand at the top of the sword.

But only Deng Tai'a, Li Chungang and others know.Throughout the ages, there can be more than one sword god.

But there is only one who can be called the sword ancestor!

At the same time, Ying Shuntian is also laughing on the scroll of heaven.

"Sword Ancestor, are you afraid?"

"Today's battle is inevitable, and there is no room for you or me to retreat!"

After Ying Shuntian finished speaking, a powerful aura came out from his body, making the entire Jingying Lake seem to tremble. The strong and compelling aura even pressed towards Sword Ancestor.

"In this case, there is only one battle."

Seeing Ying Shuntian's unrepentant look, Sword Ancestor could only sigh.

Ying Shuntian's aura that seemed to eclipse the world came to him.

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

"Haha, come on!"

Seeing that Sword Ancestor's cultivation was not inferior to his own at all.

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

Boom - he raised his palm, and the energy spread out from his palm.

In an instant, A dark pit fell on the chessboard, like a sunspot.

Seeing that this battle was inevitable, Sword Ancestor sighed, but also raised his hand.

Then he pressed his palm, and the sword energy spread across the chessboard. Cut out a white mark!

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

During the Song Dynasty, in a dark cave deep in the Zhenlong Chess Valley. There was an old man dressed in white, with only a rope hanging around his waist, keeping his whole body in the air.

At this time, there were strange lights in his eyes, and he couldn't take his eyes away. The ground watched the battle between Ying Shuntian and Jianzu in the sky

"Such a chess game can only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the human world!"

"Cough, cough, cough……"

Because he was immersed in the mystery of the chess game, Wu Yazi's mind was shocked by the mystery of the chess game.

There was even a ray of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

But he seemed to be unaware of this, just concentrating on the chess game of life and death in the sky.

"The Zhenlong chess game that I have studied all my life, in front of this life and death chess game,"

"It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a plaything for a three-year-old child!"

Wu Yazi let out a long sigh, with a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

Xueyue City, Baihuahui small building

"Xiao Se, Miss Ye, you have been watching this chess game for a long time, what have you figured out?……"

Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo looked at the chess game. Although they couldn't understand it, they could feel that there were hidden opportunities for life and murder everywhere in the game.

It can be said that it is even more frightening than the most dangerous institution in the world.

That mysterious chess-playing technique made them not only shocked, but shocked!

Xiao Se and Ye Ruoyi have been watching the chess game with all their attention since just now.

It seems that even the mind has been invested in it.

Even Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo didn't listen at all to their questions.

Only his mouth kept muttering

"There is such a chess technique in this world"

"If it were me, I'd probably give in on Route 98"

"It is truly a chess game of life and death. This game should only exist in heaven!"

Nanli Dynasty, Shangyin Academy

"Such a chess game made me wish I couldn't be there to watch the game in person."

Xu Weixiong's eyes flashed, and there was a deep sigh in her eyes.

Known as the"Nineteenth-level player unparalleled in the world," she has always been confident in her chess skills.

But in front of this game, she was so conceited. Xu Weixiong could only willingly stand by and be a spectator!

When Ying Shuntian and Jianzu competed in the life-and-death chess game, the fate of Southeast State seemed to be changing with the trend of the two people's chess game.

Ying Shun Heaven attacks, Sword Ancestor defends, both sides are flawless, it’s hard to tell who is better.

"How can this be?!"

And as time goes by, Ying Shuntian's expression becomes more and more ugly.

In his original plan, as long as he defeated Sword Ancestor and won this life-and-death chess game, he could successfully seize Southeast State's power. With luck, he would dominate the world.

But he didn’t expect that Sword Ancestor’s chess skills far exceeded his expectations.

He could actually be on par with him!

If this continues, not only will he and Sword Ancestor never be able to tell the winner, Not to mention.

It is even possible to be trapped in this game of chess forever. Unless one party dies, they will never be able to escape!

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

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