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Chapter 512 Endgame One

Chapter 512 Endgame (1)

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the sword in Ye Shaohan's hand stabbed out quickly, and his long sword shot out like a rainbow, leaving only this white light in the sky and earth.

Ding! The sword light broke through the air barrier. Although the two people evaded in time, the sword light still passed through their arms.

After the sword light disappeared, his screams resounded.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, staining the sky red with blood. The two men's right arms were thrown into the sky and fell weakly on the snow.

At the same time, Ye Shaohan stepped slightly and jumped back, making sharp explosions.

When Ye Shaohan took half a step back, a sharp sword energy shot out from where Ye Shaohan was previously.

After taking a few steps back, Ye Shaohan did not look at the miserable appearance of the two people. Instead, he raised his head and looked towards the sky, where a figure emerged.

In the blink of an eye, the figure was dozens of meters ahead, and it was obviously Wang Tong.

Wang Tong looked at the two old men who had lost their right arms with a gloomy expression. He immediately turned around, looked at Ye Shaohan, and said calmly: "I didn't say stop, why are you taking action again!"

Hearing this, Ye Shaohan was not afraid at all. He met Wang Tong's gaze and said calmly: "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Sect Master Wang!"

With a change of tone, Ye Shaohan's tone became extremely sharp: "Sect Master Wang came just in time, I think your sect should give me an explanation for the Sword God Sect!"

"Explain!" Wang Tong snorted coldly. Although the Lianyun Sect is a noble sect, there are very few strong ones. The two old men in front of him are his right-hand men. Now these two old men have lost their right arms.

Its strength will definitely be greatly reduced.

"Don't you need an explanation for sending someone to intercept and kill the envoy of the Sword God Sect?" Ye Shaohan said calmly, but his spirit became tense and he was always on guard against Wang Tong.

Hearing this, Wang Tongruo looked thoughtfully at the corpses on the ground and the broken wall, and sighed slightly. If it weren't for the Sword God Sect behind Ye Shaohan, Wang Tong would definitely keep this kid.

However, knowing the strength of the Sword God Sect, Wang Tong could only sigh helplessly and said calmly: "I will give your sect an explanation for this matter!"

"That's the best!" Ye Shaohan glanced at the two old men, landed lightly on the ground, and said to Su Feixuan: "Feixuan, let's go!"

Su Feixuan nodded slightly, followed Ye Shaohan with her guqin in her arms, and their figures were gradually submerged by the wind and snow.

After Ye Shaohan and the others left, Wang Tong snorted coldly and quickly touched the broken arms of the two old men with his right hand to stop the gushing blood.

"Lin'er is ignorant, why are you two so ignorant!" Wang Tong snorted coldly and walked away. The two old men sighed helplessly and followed Wang Tong closely.

The wind and snow were still roaring, and the falling snowflakes covered the corpses.

In the wind and snow, Ye Shaohan and Su Feixuan moved forward slowly. After the strong aura disappeared, Ye Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief.

Previously in Lianyun Sect, Ye Shaohan was seriously injured, not to mention fighting with those people before.

Previously, Ye Shaohan seemed to easily deal with the men in black and the two old men, but he also paid a heavy price.

Soul power surged out crazily, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly, endured the injury, and said softly: "Let's go!"

The surrounding mountains are undulating, making it extremely easy to find a hidden place.

Ye Shaohan took Su Feixuan to find a cave at random. Since the entrance of the cave was relatively hidden, no one usually visited it. There was an unpleasant smell permeating the small cave, so a relatively clean place was created.

"Feixuan, please remember to stay in this cave and not go out!" Ye Shaohan sat in a coiled position, took out a few pills, and ordered Su Feixuan.

This mountain range is undulating, and there are countless monsters within it. Therefore, when you leave the cave, you will inevitably encounter monsters.

Hearing this, Su Feixuan nodded obediently, and stuffed a few pills into her mouth with a little worry. She circulated her spiritual energy and slowly absorbed the effect of the medicine. The pain in her chest was slightly relieved, but there was still a pain in her meridians. Ye Shaohan

He frowned slightly, took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth again, but it still couldn't relieve the pain. As soon as the spiritual energy was circulated, the meridians were full of pain.

Ye Shaohan shook his head for a while, the injury he suffered this time was more serious than imagined.

The only way to moisten the meridians is to use elixirs first, otherwise it will cause unpredictable damage to the meridians. Fortunately, there are many elixirs in Qilin, so Ye Shaohan is not afraid of running out of elixirs.

With his eyes closed tightly, Ye Shaohan slowly operated the technique. This practice lasted for a full day. It was not until the weather gradually cleared that Ye Shaohan opened his eyes.

He punched forward casually with his right hand, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind resounded. He retracted his fist. Ye Shaohan glanced at his right hand thoughtfully, and spiritual energy emerged. First, there was Qinglong spiritual energy, followed by Suzaku spiritual energy and Xuan Bing.

Spiritual energy, three kinds of spiritual energy change erratically, and the last ray of purple flame emerges and hisses.

The originally slightly cold cave became very hot in vain. Su Feixuan also woke up from her training and looked at Ye Shaohan with a joyful face.

A cluster of purple flames emerged, changing into different shapes.

Under the stirring of this cluster of purple flames, the spiritual energy in the cave was extremely violent, and a pressure emerged. Su Feixuan stared at the scene in front of her in stunned silence.

Its spiritual energy rushed toward Ye Shaohan crazily, and finally gathered beside Ye Shaohan. This thick spiritual energy formed a spiritual energy storm above Ye Shaohan's head, with colorful spiritual energy jumping in it.

While running the Suzaku Jue, purple flames appeared all over Ye Shaohan's body. Under the pull of these purple flames, spiritual energy surged crazily along the Baihui point on his head, and his meridians became extremely hard as the spiritual energy washed away.

Baina Haichuan, the spiritual energy turns into spiritual energy and is continuously absorbed by the spiritual crystal, and the surface of the spiritual crystal flows with light.

His eyes were closed again, and the aura in Ye Shaohan's body continued to rise, but due to Ye Shaohan's deliberate actions, this aura was not revealed.

The breath did not stop until he reached the fake spirit sect realm. Ye Shaohan opened his eyes again, and several rays of light flashed through his eyes. Feeling the strong spiritual energy in his body, Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "Although he was injured, this spiritual energy has changed."

It’s a lot stronger!”

After a day of practice, although Ye Shaohan's injury was not fully recovered, he recovered seven points. He stood up and looked at Su Feixuan who was full of surprise. Ye Shaohan smiled slightly and said: "It's okay!"

Holding the sword post in his hand, Ye Shaohan walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the gradually clearing sky, and murmured softly: "This injury will be healed by the time we get to Wu Tianzong!"

Ye Shaohan received three sword posts, one of which was Sword Valley, the second was Lianyun Sect, and the third was Wutian Sect.

Although Wu Tian Sect is named after Wu, its cultivation methods are different from those of many sects.

To a certain extent, this Wutian Sect is a martial artist, and its disciples not only practice the spiritual master way, but also write and write.

Therefore, there are many officials in the court of Luoyu Kingdom who are disciples of Wutian Sect.

Not only that, the Wutian Sect's disciples are also serving as officials in other empires. Therefore, in the Falling Rain Kingdom, the Wutian Sect's reputation is second only to the Sword God Sect.

Even when facing Wu Tianzong, this royal family was extremely polite.

The mountain range where the Wutian Sect is located is the Wutian Mountains. After thousands of years of evolution, this mountain range has become a gathering place for monsters.

However, what is quite interesting is that the monsters that live in the Wutian Mountains are all docile monsters. Therefore, it is rare to see monsters fighting in the mountains.

The melodious and deep sound of the piano was like a breeze, blowing through every part of the Wutian Mountains, every mountain, every stone, every tree.

The gentle sound of the piano resounded non-stop, and the figure of a disciple of the famous Wutian Sect could be seen everywhere.

Some people stand on the cliff with their qin in their hands, with a few incense burners placed around them, playing the qin alone.

Some people were sitting in the mountains and forests, ignoring the coldness coming from the ice and snow on the ground, playing the harp quietly. The sound of the harp attracted many monsters.

What is surprising is that these monsters are all standing in place obediently, obviously immersed in the sound of the piano.

With this person playing the piano, there will naturally be no shortage of chess games. Some young people or old people are sitting on the rocks. In front of them is a stone table, which is covered with black and white chess pieces.

There was no killing, no fighting, and no cold shouts. The entire Wutian Mountains presented a peaceful scene.

Two figures emerged from the wind and snow. They were dressed in martial arts and made a hunting noise. They were Ye Shaohan and Su Feixuan.

Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the Wutian Mountains shrouded in cold, his eyes slowly closed, and waves of melodious piano sounds drifted from the wind.

The sound of the piano is soft and resounds like fairy music. Although there are many piano sounds, these piano sounds always give people a sense of peace.

Looking at Wu Tianzong, a look of confusion flashed in Su Feixuan's eyes. She also closed her eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano resounded through the sky and floated in the endless mountains. Ye Shaohan and Su Feixuan both stood there, letting the wind and snow hit their faces.

Among this endless mountain range, one peak stands out and looks particularly aura.

Although the mountain is not as high as Jiangu Peak and Lianyun Mountain, it still gives people a sense of elegance. Compared with the surrounding short peaks, this mountain has the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

The most surprising thing is that the shape of this mountain looks like a guqin. Even though you just look at that mountain, you feel a sense of peace.

The sect of Wutian Sect is on this mountain, and this mountain is also named Wutian Mountain.

A long road is like a winding dragon, winding on Wutian Mountain and going around Wutian Mountain, circle after circle.

The long road is covered with white snow, and what is surprising is that stone tables are arranged on this long road. Sword marks are all over the stone tables, forming a chess world.

The black and white chess pieces were scattered on the stone table, obviously an endgame.

If this long road is compared to the bright Milky Way in the starry sky, then the stone table will be as well-proportioned as the stars beside the Milky Way.

And figures one after another were moving forward on this long road, stopping and standing next to the stone table, staring at the endgame in a daze.


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