The chess fanatic's first move is a killing move. Back then, his life-and-death chess was broken by the sword master on the snowy mountain. Therefore, his cultivation has been stagnant in the past decades. He is aware of the gap between himself and Ye Haoxuan. In fact, it is
Their duel at this level is no longer a battle of realms, but a battle between Dao heart and Dao heart.
Almost at the same time, the bookworm also moved. He turned his right hand and a huge pen appeared in his hand. This brush was nearly five times larger than the ordinary brush. It had a metal body and a steel wire. He said
Qingqing drank, and with a stroke of the giant pen in his hand, a broken character was formed in mid-air.
The cooperation between the bookworm and the chess lover is almost perfect. The chess game of life and death blocks almost all of Ye Haoxuan's escape routes. The bookworm's Judgment Pen is his ultimate move, hitting Ye Haoxuan with every stroke.
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Behind him, it filled the air and turned into a snow mist.
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The sword fell, sweeping thousands of troops forward and slashing forward in one move.
Bang bang... Dozens of chess pieces exploded in mid-air and exploded into pieces. The life and death chess that had no flaws at all immediately showed a flaw. Ye Haoxuan suddenly got into the life and death chess with his sword and his body.
Qu Chi slashed his sword forward, and with a slight hiss, a transparent sword shadow formed in mid-air, cutting in the middle of Shu Sheng's Po Zi Jue.
The perfect coordination between the two was immediately broken by Ye Haoxuan. The bookworm shouted loudly and raised the pen in his hand to attack Ye Haoxuan.
The bookworm likes calligraphy, and his skills are also derived from calligraphy exercises. He holds a pen in his right hand and writes a poem "Man Jiang Hong" quickly.
Angry and furious, I leaned against the railing, and the rain stopped. I looked up...
Every time he writes, an invisible font will be formed in the air. These words are like a heavy boulder falling towards Ye Haoxuan. He retreats while writing, trying not to let Ye Haoxuan get close to him, because once he gets close,
If you lose him, he won't be able to take advantage.
Ye Haoxuan held Quchi tightly, while using the sword in his hand to pick away the invisible characters one by one, he chased after the calligrapher tightly.
The chess master shouted loudly, clapped the chessboard in his hand, and saw the chess pieces on the ground being sucked up by the chessboard. He waved his right hand towards Ye Haoxuan, and there was a continuous sound of whizzing through the air, and the chess pieces on the chessboard suddenly attacked Ye Haoxuan.
Ye Haoxuan, who had not recovered his true energy, was immediately in danger under the attack of the two. If he faced any of the two, he would certainly not be afraid of them with all his strength, but he had just fought a fierce battle with the Sword Master and was injured.
His body has not recovered at all, and now he can only rely on Quchi and the exquisite Five Elements footwork to support himself.
Ye Haoxuan used Quchi in his hands to the fullest, using almost all hooks, picks, stabs, and blocks. On one side, he had to deal with the chess pieces flying in the sky, and on the other side, he had to deal with Shu Sheng's red river.
Suddenly, Ye Haoxuan let out a deep shout, pointed the Quchi in his right hand upwards, drew his sword upwards and slashed it down.
The sword was as powerful as thunder, and countless ice and snow on the ground were stirred up one after another. The ice and snow quickly condensed into ice vertebrae and stabbed at the two people.
The reaction of the two people was not slow. As soon as the ice pick was ready, they quickly retreated, and at the same time, they greeted Ye Haoxuan with the weapons in their hands.
They knew that Ye Haoxuan was at the beginning of his battle. These two were no better than sword masters. To put it bluntly, these two guys were just cowards who were greedy for life and afraid of death. They would rather grind Ye Haoxuan to death bit by bit than take the risk of fighting with Ye Haoxuan.
Work hard.
Chichi... Several chess pieces drew several gorgeous blood flowers on Ye Haoxuan's shoulders and arms, and then the calligrapher waved his pen, and a killing tactic was formed in mid-air.
On the line between life and death, the Book Sage and the Chess Sage randomly pulled out one who was almost as strong as Ye Haoxuan. The two of them went up together and faced off against Ye Haoxuan, who had just been injured, so there was basically no suspense in this battle.
The chess master flipped his right hand, and the chessboard in his hand suddenly spun around and flew towards Ye Haoxuan. The remaining chess pieces on the chessboard flew towards Ye Haoxuan as if they had eyes.
Poof, two chess pieces hit Ye Haoxuan's knees. These chess pieces were no less than a bullet in the life and death chessboard in the hands of the chess idiot.
He staggered back a few steps, bent his right knee, and knelt on the ground. Holding his sword in his right hand, he looked at the chess pieces in the sky and the fierce murderous intent sweeping toward him.
Are you going to die like this? Of course, Ye Haoxuan was not willing to accept it. The anger in his eyes flashed past, and he stared at the cold killing intent.
He has always had a tolerant attitude, which has created his character, but his character is really not suitable for his life.
This is the life-and-death situation set by Ye Liancheng for him, the sure-kill situation, and it is also the expectation of Mr. Ye for him. The old man is trying to undermine the situation.
The coexistence of ability and responsibility makes him almost breathless. Everything along the way is an obstacle. If he wants to achieve his goal, he must wave the sword in his hand without hesitation and sweep away the obstacles in front of him.
A heavenly lock, open...
He stood up slowly, staring at the murderous intent in front of him, then holding the sword in his right hand, he ran forward quickly, whew...
Quchi slashed out with his sword, and more than ten feet of sword light burst out from the faintly ringing Quchi. White light rose into the sky, and the chess pieces in mid-air almost vaporized directly in mid-air.
Impossible, this is impossible, how could he still have the ability to fight back? The chess idiot was stunned. He had no time to feel sorry for his broken chess piece, and he roared in surprise.
Ye Haoxuan had already been seriously injured before. He was already at his wits end. It is impossible for him to be able to fight back. This is absolutely impossible. He should be a lamb to be slaughtered now. How could he possibly explode?
Such a powerful killing intent?
The sword light loomed, and Ye Haoxuan slashed out with another sword.
The blessing of a heavenly lock doubled his combat power at this moment. The power of his sword was quite terrifying. Click... the chess idiot's life and death chessboard was cut in half, and the giant pen in the hand of the calligrapher was also cut off.
Became scrap metal.
The two people spurted out blood, staggered back, and fell heavily to the ground. For a moment, they were unable to fight back.
Ye Haoxuan stepped forward and moved forward instantly. He raised Quchi high in his hand and slashed out with his third sword.
The two old guys closed their eyes. They felt that their lives were about to be harvested by Ye Haoxuan. With Ye Haoxuan's sword, there was absolutely no possibility for them to survive.
But after a long time, they felt the coming of murderous intent. When they opened their eyes, they saw Ye Haoxuan was silent.
After a long time, he put away the sword in his hand.
You won’t kill us? The chess fanatic said.
I really want to kill you. Ye Haoxuan said: But I think it would be better if your martial arts were abolished, your hand tendons and hamstrings were cut off, and you became cripples? Ye Haoxuan sneered.
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Haha, you are just a defeated general, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me? Ye Haoxuan smiled.
We can die, but you can't insult us, said the chess idiot.
Why can't I insult you? You have become other people's dogs. Do dogs have any dignity? Tell me, what dignity do you need as a dog? Ye Haoxuan said.
We are not dogs, we are just for profit. Ye Haoxuan, if you are a man, give us a good time. The bookworm said.
Haha, give you a pleasure? Ye Haoxuan smiled, he suddenly stepped forward and slapped the bookworm gently and said: Does it hurt?
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, but what about his face and dignity?
Don't you bully others enough? You two old guys are two hundred years old together. You just bully me, an injured junior, but you two do it together. Do you want to face it? Isn't this called bullying? You are.
Don’t you think I don’t have friends who are as capable as you?
You two teamed up to kill me, but you didn't feel that you were bullying me too much. I just slapped you, and you feel that I bullied you. What the hell is this logic?
Ye Haoxuan suddenly stood up, pointed at the two people's noses and cursed: Do you want face? You have become someone else's dog regardless of your status. You still want dignity? Tell me, what is dignity? I'm throwing money at
On your face, you are asked to bark like a dog. Is this dignity?
Dignity is earned by oneself, not given by others. Now that you are defeated in my hands, your dignity is in my hands. If I want to give you dignity, I will give you dignity. If I don’t want to give you dignity, you just
There is no dignity. The weak will prey on the strong. This is what the sword master said when he forced me to duel with him.
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Pooh……
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Haoxuan spat at him.
The bookworm was shocked. He was shocked on the outside and tender on the inside by Ye Haoxuan's actions. He never thought that Ye Haoxuan would insult him in this way. He felt that this guy just pointed at his nose and scolded him, which was very polite.
Yes.
He even spat in his face. Is there anyone who bullies others like you? Is there anyone who disrespects the elderly and loves the young like you?
Ye Haoxuan, you bastard... I... I want to kill you, I must kill you. The bookworm is going crazy.