Ji Xiaoran nodded, chuckled and said, "Then we will use the trick, but let's see what other great masters there are around the old man."
"I can't hold it in anymore."
Zhong Wen suddenly became energetic, raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and said with a laugh, "That's exactly how it should be!"
The spirit soldier who had just returned was immediately replaced, and in his place was a beautiful purple figure that floated like a fairy.
Zi Yuan!
The girl in the purple skirt has a face as white as jade and a gorgeous face. Her light brown hair is tied into a long ponytail at the back of her head. The long sword in her hand exudes a dazzling cold light. There is a jewel inlaid in the center of the sword, which is sparkling and noble. People make her already beautiful and charming even more heroic and fairy-like.
Originally, her weapon was the Ice Yitian Sword, which was refined from the Yitian Sword and the Houtian Lingbao Ice Beads. Now it has been improved by Zhong Wen into a Ten-Tribulation Divine Sword, named Hanpo Liuguang, which has not been used yet. , just the chill emitted by the orb has filled the world, making people feel heart palpitating.
When she appeared on the stage, the purple-robed girl took two steps forward without hesitation, raised her hand and struck out with a sword. The terrifying extreme cold breath spurted out from the sword blade, and slashed hard at a spiritual cannon from the light camp, that is, that A mysterious woman wearing a bronze mask.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
The masked woman reacted extremely quickly. She flicked her index fingers with both hands and shot out an unknown number of invisible energy. With bursts of crisp sounds, she canceled out the cold air that Ziyuan slashed out layer by layer. However, she did not continue to counterattack, but quickly tied the fight. Fall back and put as much distance between yourself and the enemy as possible.
After that, the light and dark sides began a long tug of war, seeming to be in a deadlock.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that the light camp has a clear advantage in terms of number of chess pieces, but they are unknowingly forced to retreat to the back half of their own territory. On the contrary, the dark camp is pressing forward step by step, and has actually controlled most of it. A chessboard.
After that, thanks to Brother Yi's outstanding performance, the Bright camp made another victory and successfully captured a spiritual pawn from the opponent.
Zhong Wen's next operation was somewhat incomprehensible.
"Could this be..."
Looking at the charming beauty who was replaced by Zhong Wen, Ji Xiaoran hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "The Thirteenth Mother of SF Express?"
"You have good eyesight." Zhong Wen glanced at him with a half-smile.
"Ji has been Emperor Fulong for a few days, and he knows something about some important figures in neighboring countries."
Ji Xiaoran puzzled, "It is rumored that this beautiful shopkeeper Hui Zhilanxin, long-sleeved and good at dancing, has developed SF Express into one of the top business forces in the world with just a group of bandits. How come I haven't heard that she is also extraordinary in cultivation?" Where?"
"Sister Thirteen is indeed not good at fighting." Zhong Wen nodded and replied calmly.
"Then you bring her in..."
"Let another beautiful woman come in."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "Even if there isn't a fight, it's still eye-catching to watch."
Don't you think this beauty is enough?
Ji Xiaoran glanced at Li Bing, Zheng Yueting, Zi Yuan and others on the chessboard. She knew Zhong Wen was telling nonsense, but she still couldn't help rolling her eyes and secretly complaining in her heart.
"Zhongwen."
Thirteenth Niang has been a gang boss and a big boss.
He has rich life experience and is extremely intelligent. Although he was quite surprised that he would appear here, he quickly came back to his senses, turned to look at Zhong Wen, and asked calmly, "What do you need me to do?" ?”
"Sister, you are like a fairy. Just seeing you, I feel full of strength."
Zhong Wen looked flattering and replied with a smile, "What else do you need to do? Just protect yourself."
"loquacious."
Thirteenth Niang was teased by him and smiled, like the sun rising and flowers blooming, so beautiful that it was impossible to look at her.
And as Zhong Wen said, she did not fight or grab, she retreated obediently, and willingly became a vase on the chessboard.
…
"Don't say anything else."
Qing Yi looked at the chess pieces of the dark camp, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "There are so many beauties on the opposite side. When this game is over, Master Zangfeng will be very blessed."
"Why, are you excited?"
Ce Haiweng glanced at him with a half-smile, "Which one do you like? Do you want me to come forward and ask Master Zangfeng to reward you with her?"
"You think I'm in need of a woman?"
Qing Yi glanced at him sideways and said angrily.
"With your status, of course you will not be short of women."
The corners of Ce Haiweng's lips raised slightly, and he lowered his voice and said, "But how can a woman who can participate in Youhuang chess game be comparable to those vulgar fans outside? What kind of person are you? I really don't know, how can you pretend to be noble in front of me? ?Tell me, which one do you like?"
"cut!"
Qing Yi's face turned slightly red, and he curled his lips with disdain, but his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the location of Thirteenth Niang.
The charming and mature charm of the SF Express boss undoubtedly had a fatal attraction for him.
"You brat, you have a good sense. If I were a hundred thousand years younger, I would probably make the same choice as you."
How could his reaction be hidden from Ce Haiweng's eyes? The old man burst into laughter and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"
"I don't need you to worry about my affairs!"
Qing Yi's face turned redder and redder, and he said harshly, "Play your chess well. If you lose, be careful that Master Zangfeng will take your head off!"
"lose?"
Ce Haiweng laughed loudly, his words full of confidence, "Can't you trust me, or can't you trust yourself? Everything is going according to plan. As long as we give you some sweeteners, the enemy will fall into our trap, and then no one will He will be this stupid big guy’s opponent.”
"I hope so."
Qing Yi's expression changed, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, "I don't know why, I've been feeling uneasy since just now."
"Mostly because I'm going to have multiple wives."
Ce Haiweng smiled and joked, "You are still young. When you are my age, you will know that the word "sex" is a knife in the head, and beauty is poison!"
During the chat, a hearse from the Bright camp made a "mistake" and accidentally exposed itself to Zheng Yueting's attack range.
Of course, the girl would not be polite. She approached him decisively, raised her sword and dropped it. Tens of thousands of terrifying sword lights were like a plague of locusts passing through the country. They were densely packed and overwhelming, and they smashed towards this person's head and face.
past.
Being able to serve as a hearse is naturally not a mediocre role. Faced with Zheng Yueting's terrifying offensive, he showed no fear and decisively drew his sword to fight back.
For a moment, swords and swords flashed in the sky, and murderous intent spread across the sky. The terrifying energy continuously clashed and exploded, creating a majestic momentum comparable to Mars hitting the Earth.
After a fierce exchange of blows, Zheng Yueting's arms were grazed by the sword energy, leaving two long gashes. The man's right shoulder was also grazed by the sword light, and a shallow line appeared on the surface of his skin.
of blood marks.
Relying on his superiority in cultivation, this person was actually able to overcome Zheng Yueting's talent for the Infinite Blade. Not only was he not defeated, he even had a slight upper hand.
However, what cut him was a perverted sword named Hongxian Yueying.
It was just a scratch that was not painful or itchy, but his eyes suddenly went blank, his face was as white as paper, and he fell directly from the air to the ground, without breathing between his mouth and nose.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and slowly stood up. There was a dark mist-like mark floating above his head. It was obvious that he had been successfully naturalized by the dark camp.
"The girl is very resourceful, I admire you..."
This person clasped his fists at Zheng Yueting, and was about to say a few words, when he heard a crisp "pop" sound in his ear.
Then, he disappeared from the chessboard, and was replaced by a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and creamy skin. Her dark green outfit clung to her body, making her already slim curves even more graceful.
When she came on stage, the woman did not continue to attack, but moved back two spaces and adopted a cautious wait-and-see attitude.
"I want to leave now."
At this moment, Ce Haiweng suddenly laughed, "It's too late!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the armored man beside him suddenly flashed and "suddenly" appeared in front of the woman in green. He raised his right arm high, pulled out the giant blade hanging from his back, and aimed it at her head.
Cracked down.
There are no words in the world that can describe the grace of this sword.
When the armored man drew his sword, an indescribable brilliant light erupted from the surface of the giant blade, instantly covering the entire world.
What kind of knife is this?
The sky seemed to be trembling.
The earth seemed to be trembling.
Time seems to have stopped.
The space seems to be broken.
The whole world seems to be surrendering to this sword.
The target of the armored man's attack was clearly someone else, but Zheng Yueting's pupils were dilated, her breathing was difficult, and her skin was in sharp pain, as if she was the one being stabbed.
Feeling the power of this sword, even Ghost Mandrill couldn't help but change his face drastically, and was secretly frightened, and involuntarily put himself into the role of the girl in green.
He was not completely sure whether he could take the sword.
"Lao Ji really guessed right."
Zhong Wen didn't seem surprised. Instead, he looked at Ce Haiweng and said with a smile, "This guy in armor is your trump card."
"So what if you guess it right?"
Ce Haiweng was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "No one can stop his sword."
"This sword is indeed powerful."
Zhong Wen waved his hand and said disapprovingly, "It's a pity that the opponent he chose is called Coral."