Chapter 199: Killing Ding Chunqiu Sees Merit Values ??Again
"Haha, senior brother, no wonder you have been pretending to be deaf and mute for thirty years, and today you finally dare to speak. It turns out you hired this foreign aid!" Ding Chunqiu looked up to the sky and laughed. "But boy, I will let you go." You regret wading into this muddy water!"
After saying that, Ding Chunqiu retreated again and flew into the midst of his disciples. He stretched out his hands, grabbing and throwing, and more than ten disciples flew towards Zhao Kai one after another, like a chain of arrows.
The expressions of everyone present changed greatly because of Ding Chunqiu's cruelty. These people were his disciples after all, but they were so uncaring and so disrespectful of human life.
Seeing this, Zhao laughed even more happily. While using Lingbo Weistep to avoid these humanoid bombs, he shouted loudly: "Are you all fools? If you don't run away, you will die in the hands of your master."
Ding Chunqiu's disciples had long seen the tragic death of their fellow disciples, their faces were pale and their hearts were filled with sorrow. Now when they heard what Zhao Kai said, they finally couldn't bear it anymore, so they dropped the things in their hands and walked away. As soon as his feet came, he ran away like crazy.
At this moment, Ding Chunqiu felt as if the pistol in his hand was out of bullets. Looking at the fleeing disciples, his face turned ashen.
"Okay, even your scum disciples despise you, you should hurry up and be reincarnated. Don't you always call yourself the old immortal of the stars? How about I send you to ascend? No, no, like you People like this should go to hell." Zhao Kai muttered this in his mouth, and at the same time stretched out his hand to stroke the blade of the Nine-curved Sword and looked at Ding Chunqiu coldly.
Looking at the long sword in Zhao Kai's hand, Ding Chunqiu had a gloomy expression on his face. Because he had already seen the power of Zhao Kai's swordsmanship just now, he thought he was no match for him. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he was ready to escape. After all, Qingshan was still alive. I am worried that I have no firewood.
However, Zhao Kai had already sensed Ding Chunqiu's intention. He touched the ground with his toes and shot towards Ding Chunqiu like a sharp sword.
Zhao Kai's sword was extremely fast, and Ding Chunqiu felt that the shadow of death began to envelope him.
As long as people are forced to a dead end, they can always do many unexpected things. Ding Chunqiu risked his life and used all his strength to jump several feet into the sky, narrowly avoiding Zhao Kai. Ding Chunqiu's face turned pale with this fatal sword, and he just wanted to take a breath and rest, but Zhao Kai didn't give him this chance at all.
Before Ding Chunqiu could fall from the air, Zhao Kai stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, stopping his forward momentum. Then he turned his horse's head and jumped up. Wherever his wrists shook, the sword light flourished and countless dazzling eyes appeared. The sword light swept towards Ding Chunqiu.
On the line between life and death, Ding Chunqiu also showed extraordinary strength. He spread out his hands, like a pair of huge wings, and danced several times. His body turned around and avoided Zhao Kai's sword. Ding Chunqiu then used his right hand to fan the feathers. With a wave of his hand, Zhao Kai's ribs were cut diagonally. His feather fan was made of platinum mixed with fine steel. Due to the exquisite workmanship, every feather was perfectly detailed. If you didn't look closely, it would be the same as an ordinary goose feather fan. , the edges of the feather fan are sharpened, and under the infusion of true energy, they are not inferior to swords and swords.
Zhao Kai spun around to avoid it, landed on the ground and swung his sword to attack again. Ding Chunqiu shook his feather fan to meet him. For a moment, the sword light was like rain, and the shadow of the fan was like snow. The fight was inextricable.
His life was hanging by a thread. At this moment, Ding Chunqiu was naturally displaying the martial arts he had learned from the "Xiaoyao School" to the fullest. He could see that his moves were light and elegant, elegant and clear, with murderous intent hidden in them.
In essence, the whole person is like a butterfly among flowers, flitting uncertainly.
After the two of them fought back and forth for more than thirty moves, Zhao Kai finally found Ding Chunqiu's flaw and slashed down with his sword. Although Ding Chunqiu took a small step back at the last moment, a terrifying sword mark remained.
It was pulled down from his right shoulder to under his left rib. Accompanied by Ding Chunqiu's screams, bright red blood spurted out crazily as if desperate for his life.
Murong Fu, Duan Yanqing, Jiumozhi and others looked at Zhao Kai with more fear in their eyes. If Ding Chunqiu hadn't subconsciously stepped back half a step, he would have been taken by Zhao Kai at this moment.
It was split in half. Even if Ding Chunqiu escaped this fatal blow, he was already seriously injured and had no ability to resist at all. He could only let others slaughter him.
The severe pain made it very difficult for Ding Chunqiu to even speak at this time, and he could only stare at Zhao Kai with resentful eyes.
"Okay, let's die early and be born early. I have to go play chess in a hurry." Zhao Kai muttered and walked over with his sword in hand. But as soon as he took two steps forward, Zhao Kai felt something was wrong.
An extremely dangerous feeling came over my heart. I subconsciously flew back.
The moment Zhao Kai flew away, a stream of dark green powder was scattered towards the place where Zhao Kai was staying.
Zhao Kai raised his eyes and saw that Ding Chunqiu was still maintaining the posture of spreading poison. He must have exhausted all his strength at this time. Zhao Kai bent down and picked up a stone at his feet and threw it towards Ding Chunqiu.
And go.
Only a "whoosh" sound was heard in the air. The pebble was like a sharp arrow, hitting Ding Chunqiu's forehead accurately. The bright red blood mixed with the white brain matter overflowed out, red and white.
It's extremely disgusting and terrifying.
Ding! The host kills Ding Chunqiu and is rewarded with 1000 merit points.
The moment Zhao Kai killed Ding Chunqiu, this voice sounded in his mind, and he saw the merit value again!
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for helping us get rid of this big scourge, Ding Chunqiu!"
After the eight friends of Hangu saw Ding Chunqiu being shot to death by Zhao Kai, the eight of them walked up to Zhao Kai, and they all knelt down and said gratefully.
Zhao Kai helped them up one by one and said with a smile: "I just keep my promise, there is no need for this."
Although Su Xinghe under the big tree did not lose his composure like the Eight Friends of Hangu, he stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Kai. Zhao Kai also returned the bow from a distance.
"I think this chess game can't be played anymore," Bao BuTong couldn't hold himself back and shouted.
After hearing Bao BuTong's words, Su Xinghe sat down again this time and said slowly: "It's already getting late. Our chess meeting will begin here. I wonder which talented person will come to teach me first."
But after a while, no one stepped forward. It was obvious that everyone did not want to suffer this loss. After all, the chess game was the same, and the people behind would definitely have an advantage.
In desperation, Su Xinghe had no choice but to say: "Bai Ling, this 'Zhenlong' has extremely important implications. Come and take a closer look. If you can crack it, that will be a great thing."
Fan Bailing was one of Su Xinghe's eight disciples and a chess fanatic among the eight friends of Hangu. Fan Bailing was overjoyed and said, "Yes!" He stood up, walked to the chessboard, and looked at it intently.
Mu Wanqing didn't know anything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she asked Zhao Kai in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, what is 'Zhenlong'?"
Zhao Kai smiled and said: "'Zhenlong' is a difficult problem in Go. It is a problem deliberately placed by one person to make it difficult for others. It is not a formation formed by two people playing chess. Therefore, it is often extremely difficult to predict whether life or disaster will happen. It is common.
"Zhenlong" can have more than ten pieces at least, or only forty or fifty pieces at most, but this one has more than 200 pieces, and the game of chess is almost finished." (To be continued.)
