“What kind of premonition?”

Zhang Yifeng asked lightly.

"I think he must be stopped from playing chess, otherwise, we may all die."

Guan Mufeng answered with a very serious expression.

Although the two black-armored warriors on the lake were not strong, Guan Mufeng felt that he could deal with it, but who knew how many such black-armored warriors were under Hu Bo?

If Hu Bo is under him, there are all black-armored warriors, they all have to explain here.

Hearing Guan Mufeng's words, Zhang Yifeng's expression also became solemn, because he also felt the same as Guan Mufeng.

"Old Xu, we must stop them from continuing to play chess, otherwise we may all be in danger." Zhang Yifeng said to Xu Liang with a serious face.

"Prevent?"

Xu Liang frowned, not understanding why he wanted to stop playing chess, and he could not make any decision for a while.

At this moment, Sun Hao's cold voice suddenly came.

"Why, aren't you afraid that they will get something, you said so on purpose?"

This sentence is clearly a question of Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng glanced at Sun Hao and said lightly: "I'm just a suggestion. Whether you listen or not depends on yourself."

Although he realized that unexpected dangers would occur, Zhang Yifeng was not too worried. The soldiers came to block the water and soil. If he really encountered a dangerous situation that was difficult to deal with, he would wake up Hong Ling and let her run away with him.

But he wouldn't do that unless he had no choice.

In addition, Sun Hao and Lin Yue had something interesting to Zhang Yifeng, and he didn't want to leave just like that.

On the side, Xu Liang's face hesitated, and his eyes moved on the faces of Sun Hao and Zhang Yifeng, as if weighing some important decisions.

"ah!"

At this moment, a burst of exclamations suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Xu Liang turned around and looked, his face slightly changed.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the monk with broken hands spat out another mouthful of blood, and then his body suddenly exploded, splashing a burst of blood mist, and blood stains scattered on the chessboard on the stone table.

At the same time, there were five black-armored warriors on the lake. Since then, the number of black-armored warriors has reached seven!

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, looking at the broken-handed monk who burst into blood mist, the eighth-level monk in the Yuanhua stage and another fourth-level monk in the Yuanhua stage all showed a look of horror in their eyes.

"You, keep going." A coldness flashed in the eyes of the eighth-level monk in the Yuanhua stage, and he said with a fierce look at another surviving monk.

When the monk heard this, his face changed drastically, he shook his head, his eyes full of fear.

"No, I don't want to die!"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped firmly on his face, and half of his face instantly swelled.

"I'm going to you, you don't want to die, I don't want to die yet. If you don't go, I will kill you now!"

The fourth-level monk in the Yuanhua stage shrank his neck. Faced with the threat of the eight-level monk in the Yuanhua stage, he gritted his teeth, came to the stone table, and trembledly picked up a white chess and was about to fall.

"stop!"

At this moment, a sinister voice sounded.

Zhang Yifeng looked in the voice, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. It was Master Sun Hao and Lin Yue who spoke.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the monk immediately stopped his movements when he heard Lin Yue's words.

The face of the eighth-level monk in the Yuanhua stage changed a moment. He looked at Lin Yue and asked respectfully: "Sir, why did you stop? Do you have any instructions?"

Lin Yue snorted coldly and said, "Destroy that chessboard."

Destroy the chessboard? Then how do they leave?

Both monks' faces changed and were about to speak, but at this moment, Sun Hao's voice came, looking a little anxious.

"Master, never."

Lin Yue's eyes narrowed, he looked at Sun Hao, and asked coldly, "Why not?"

Sun Hao's face changed and his eyes became hesitant.

"Xiaohao, are you hiding it from your master?" Seeing that Sun Hao didn't say anything for a long time, Lin Yue suddenly asked sternly.

Sun Hao quickly shook his head and said respectfully: "Even if you give your disciple ten courage, your disciple dare not hide it from your master. The disciple just felt that there must be something strange about this chessboard. If it is ruined like this, it may be inappropriate."

Lin Yue looked at Sun Hao with a gloomy look and said with a sharp look: "Xiaohao, do you know that for that thing, my master has offended the entire Haotian Sect. If he cannot do it this time, my master will be very angry."

Sun Hao squeezed out a smile on his face and said again: "Master, I must not hide anything. From the information I have obtained, that thing is here. Master. Don't worry, even if the disciple dies, he will definitely find such thing for Master."

Lin Yue narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "This is the best, don't play tricks in front of me."

Looking at Lin Yue's expression, Sun Hao secretly squeezed his sweat, then his face became cold, and his eyes looked at the two monks in Huxin Pavilion, and scolded angrily: "What are you doing while standing there? Don't you continue!"

"Yes, sir."

The eighth-level monk in Yuanhua stage responded, then looked at the thin monk and slapped the other party on the head.

"Have you heard what the lord said? Why don't you hurry up!"

The thin monk was beaten for the second time, and a hint of hatred appeared deep in his eyes. He raised his right hand and reached towards the stone bowl containing the white seeds.

However, he did not take out the chess piece, but picked up the entire stone bowl directly, turned around suddenly, and before the eighth-level monk of the Yuanhua stage reacted, he snapped on his head.

"Go to die!"

The white seeds poured out from the stone bowl and hit the head of the eighth-level monk in the Yuanhua stage, and immediately smashed the other party's head and bloodied.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared.

I saw blood constantly seeping out from the heads of the eighth-level monk in the Yuanhua stage and blending into white chess pieces.

Strangely, the blood did not dye the chess piece red, but directly penetrated into the chess piece. As the blood penetrated into the chess piece, the white chess piece floated up and rotated in the air to form a white word "death".

"Ah, I want you to die!"

The monk at the eighth level of Yuanhua stage finally reacted when he was sneak attacked by a thin monk. He heard a roar from his mouth, and then he waved his fist and smashed it at the thin monk.

The thin cultivator's cultivation was not as good as the other party, so he could only raise his hand to defend himself, but he was not the opponent of the tall and mighty cultivator of the eighth level of Yuanhua stage. Almost instantly, he was punched by the other party and stumbled backwards.

"ah!"

The thin monk screamed, his head hit the stone table, and blood immediately flowed. The black chess pieces in the stone bowl were scattered on the stone table, stained with a lot of blood.

The black chess pieces on the stone table absorbed blood and made several "buzzing" sounds, and they even flew into the air, forming a black "life".
Chapter completed!