456, Confrontation with Sword Master Yuan Tians Sword Formation
Hundreds of sword lights moved in unison and flew out at the same time, blocking Han Muye's head.
The sword light condensed into a line, and the swords intertwined, turning into a sword barrier.
Zhuge Lu's heavenly pressure hit the barrier and shattered into pieces.
Heavenly realm can be resisted.
Zhuge Lu was stunned for a moment, his eyes falling on the hundreds of long swords that had transformed into an array again.
"The sword, the sword array, there's something about it."
He narrowed his eyes, and sword intent emerged from his body.
Zhang Qi and the other three stepped back.
Zhuge Lu looked at Han Muye who was sitting upright on the chariot, and glanced at the sword box he was carrying.
Regardless of whether it is his true body or his avatar, Han Muye carries a sword box with his sword in it.
The Lingbao Wanhe Sword Box controlled by the main body can warm and maintain the sword, and has strong combat power. The clone carries the Dao Sword, and the Dao Sword and several other magic weapons are placed in the sword box.
"I know the Qingyou Realm." Zhuge Lu restrained his sword intent and said calmly: "That is the place where the inheritance of swordsmanship flourishes."
"With four hundred golden elixir sword cultivators to protect you, the family behind you will definitely be good."
"If you don't know the reputation of our Guangyuan Sword Sect, you can ask about it."
With a smile on his face, Zhuge Lu chuckled: "We are not swordsmen who dominate the world, we are mice."
Han Muye waved his hand, and the hundred swords above his head were instantly sheathed.
The four hundred sword cultivators he brought this time were all personally guided by him from cultivation to swordsmanship.
He has become extremely proficient in sword formation practice and Zhoutian formation practice.
With the power of the sword array, it can be surrounded and killed.
In the Qingyou Realm, these four hundred sword cultivators are Han Muye's true direct descendants.
Otherwise, he would not have brought them to the Immortal World.
Orders and prohibitions are followed, and actions are orderly.
Zhuge Lu's eyes flashed brightly, and he became more and more curious about Mr. Gu, who came from the Qingyou realm.
He moved and landed directly on the chariot, sitting cross-legged in front of Han Muye.
"Does Mr. Gu know how to play chess?"
"We still have a hundred thousand miles to go to Guangyuan Sword Sect, why don't we talk about it?"
Having said this, he waved his hand and placed a chessboard down, and the black and white chess pieces fell on both sides of the chessboard.
When I raised my hand, a black stone fell on the chessboard.
From the flying chariot to the falling of the pieces on the chessboard, Zhuge Lu's movements were as smooth as a flow.
"Haha, I'm a guest from afar. I'll go ahead. Master Gu, don't you object?"
As soon as the son fell, Zhuge Lu raised his head and looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand to grab a handful of white chess pieces, closed his eyes and dropped one of the chess pieces at will.
His careless look made Zhuge Lu frown slightly.
However, since the white piece fell, Zhuge Lu still patiently tried to make another piece.
The black stone has just fallen, and the white stone has already flown out.
Zhuge Lu had a cold face and Heizi quickly pressed the button.
For a moment, the black and white chess pieces were flying on the chessboard.
After a few breaths, the two dragons, black and white, were already intertwined.
Zhuge Lu held a sunspot in his hand and raised it in the air, but there was nowhere to put it.
He raised his head and looked at Han Muye, who had his eyes closed and said nothing.
Lost.
In one hundred breaths of time, the outcome of a game of chess has been decided.
Black's dragon is being strangled, and it doesn't matter whether he puts his piece or not.
The chess game entered the sword formation, and this time, he lost completely.
Taking a breath, Zhuge Lu whispered: "I was careless in this game."
"It's a long road, here's another round."
Waving his hands, the black and white chess pieces returned to their places.
Looking at the indifferent Han Muye, he gently placed a black chess piece on the chessboard.
Han Muye closed his eyes and didn't even move his hands. One white stone had already flown down, then the second one was hanging in the air, and the third one moved lightly.
Zhuge Lu snorted coldly, and the black stone fell again. When he raised his hand, the second white stone broke right next to his chess piece.
Zhuge Lu's raised hand was stunned for a moment, then he turned his palm and pressed down a sunspot.
Just when the chess piece was about to land on the chessboard, he moved his fingers three spaces out of thin air.
"Snapped."
A white stone fell just in front of the black stone.
break.
Zhuge Lu's whole body was like a lightning strike, his eyes widened and he stared at the chessboard in front of him.
The sunspots held between his fingers would not fall off.
This chess piece represents his strongest sword, but he doesn't know how to do it.
If the sword has no place to land, it has no power.
"Dong——"
The sound of shaking sounded, and Zhuge Lu slowly raised his head.
Ahead, there are rolling hills and jade-colored gate towers hanging high.
Guangyuan Sword Sect.
"Uncle Master, you have been sitting on this chariot for five hours..." Zhang Qi came over and spoke in a low voice.
Five hours?
He lowered his head and looked at the chess game in front of him.
He still held a black chess piece between his fingers, with a white one floating lightly on the chessboard.
"Uncle Master, you didn't win this game?" Zhang Qi asked softly.
Zhuge Lu coughed, stood up, turned around to look at the empty carriage and the surroundings, and said calmly: "It's just a hand-to-hand talk, little Doyle."
As he spoke, he threw the black chess piece in his hand forward.
As soon as the chess piece fell, Zhang Qi’s eyes widened behind him.
Because when the black stone falls, the white stone has already fallen onto the chessboard.
White piece, break before black piece!
Zhuge Lu, who was holding his hands behind his back, slightly twitched his eyes and stepped forward.
But at this moment, his feet were unsteady and he almost fell.
Zhang Qi hurriedly followed.
"Where is Mr. Gu?" Zhuge Lu asked calmly.
"When we arrived at the mountain gate, there were already disciples waiting. It is said that they were invited by Elder Yuan Tianda's people."
A strange color appeared on Zhang Qi's face.
Elder Yuan Tianda.
Zhuge Lu nodded. After stepping into the mountain gate, he glanced at the main hall in the distance and turned to the other side.
He quickly walked through several mountains, stopped in a green square, and then walked into the small hall.
"Why, it's so rare for Master Zhuge Qi to come to my Duanyun Palace." An old man with white beard raised his head and smiled.
Zhuge Lu looked solemn, walked to the old man and sat down, and then whispered: "Old man Chen, let's have a game."
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly put down the chessboard.
The surrounding auras gathered and turned into silhouettes.
"Zhuge chess idiot plays chess with Chen Qizha. We haven't seen each other for decades."
"Haha, it's strange that Zhuge chess idiot is willing to come to Duanyun Palace to play chess."
Zhuge Lu didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and a black stone fell on the chessboard.
The white-bearded old man opposite chuckled, and a chess piece fell.
Before he could place his chess pieces, Zhuge Lu's black stone had already been settled.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Huh?" A strange color appeared on the face of the old man opposite, and he slowly put down the white piece in his hand.
This time, Zhugelu's sunspot was faster.
Strange expressions flashed across the faces of everyone around him.
The white-bearded old man frowned and looked at Zhuge Lu.
Zhuge Lu closed his eyes, and the black and white chess pieces outside the chessboard were flying. After the chessboard was filled with chess pieces, there was no place for the black chess piece in his hand.
"The one hundred and forty-second move determines the world. In fact, we have already seen the clues in the thirty-fourth move. Zhuge, this person's power of formation is much higher than yours." The white-bearded old man looked at the chessboard and spoke softly.
The surrounding figures also lowered their heads and looked carefully at the chessboard.
"We, the Guangyuan Sword Sect, have learned from the best of all the clans. The Great Elder is the strongest in the sword formation. You, Zhuge, are also among the best. I can beat you thirty-four times. Is this a game with the Great Elder?" an old man in black robes said.
road.
On the other side, an old man shook his head and said: "The power of such a formation is probably not weaker than that of the Great Elder."
Zhuge Lu shook his head and did not answer. He raised his hand and swept all the chess pieces back into place, and then he placed another piece.
The white-bearded old man opposite him pondered for a moment, then a chess piece fell.
But when his chess pieces were just falling, a black stone had already landed on the chessboard in advance.
The white-bearded old man was stunned.
The other onlookers all looked solemn.
Bai Zi fell, and a sunspot hung in the air under Zhuge Lu, then he shook his head and said: "I can't deduce this step..."
He looked up, his face slightly stunned.
Both the white-bearded old man opposite and the onlookers around him were all looking at him.
"I don't understand this chess game." Zhuge Lu regretfully tossed the black piece and dropped it casually.
The white-bearded old man opposite looked solemn and slowly placed the white piece in his hand in front of the black piece.
"Zhuge, before you become a god, you have already understood cause and effect. You are good." The white-bearded old man said softly, making Zhuge Lu's whole body tremble.
"cause and effect?"
"Is this cause and effect?"
He had only just left the body in cultivation, and never thought that he would one day be able to understand the power of cause and effect.
He just reviewed the chess game played between Han Muye and him.
Looking back now, there seems to be a trace of mysterious power in it. I want to grasp it, but I can't find it.
"congratulations."
"Hey, this is such an opportunity."
There was envy in the eyes of everyone around him.
Although there are many strong men in the Guangyuan Sword Sect, there are few strong men who have stepped into the heavenly realm and understood the reincarnation of cause and effect.
Among these people, only an old man in green robes and a sword on his back realized the cause and effect and entered the semi-sage realm of swordsmanship.
"Zhuge, this is your opportunity. As long as you understand it carefully, this game will definitely help you achieve cause and effect."
The old man in green robe said softly with a smile on his face.
This is the case with the Guangyuan Sword Sect. The relationship between fellow sect members is much more harmonious than other sects.
Zhuge Lu nodded, his eyes falling on the chess piece in his hand.
"Senior Brother Yang Xian, if so, if you calculate the position of the chess pieces casually after five hours, is this still cause and effect?"
Calculate the free throw of the chess piece after five hours.
After hearing his words, everyone around him shook his head.
How come there are such people in the world?
The old man in green robe shook his head and said with a smile: "This is not cause and effect."
"I'm afraid this requires understanding the supreme power of time and space."
Having said this, he waved his hand: "I'm afraid that the top three powerful men in the last three days are not worthy of carrying their shoes in front of such powerful men."
After saying that, his figure slowly dispersed.
No one else stayed in Duanyun Palace anymore.
As for what Zhuge Lu said, they didn't take it to heart.
There can't be such a strong person in the world.
Zhuge Lu would never meet such a strong person.
But they didn't know that huge waves were already rolling in Zhuge Lu's heart at this time.
Supreme power, controlling time and space.
Did the chess piece that fell five hours later really travel through time and space?
Thinking of something, he suddenly stood up and stepped out of Duanyun Palace.
The white-bearded old man in Duanyun Palace shook his head and slowly put away the chess pieces in front of him.
"This Zhuge chess player is so unruly..."
Zhuge Lu flew straight towards the Guangyuan Sword Sect's main hall, and when he landed in the main hall, he saw the leader Yuan Tian Sword Master and Han Muye standing opposite each other.
Sword light shone around the two of them.
"What a coincidence."
Sword Master Yuan Tian spoke calmly.
"What a coincidence."
Han Muye whispered.
"boom--"
Zhuge Lu's figure was out of control, wrapped in sword light and hanging in the center of the hall.
His face was pale as he watched the endless sword light rising from Sword Master Yuan Tian's body.
The great elder wants to kill him with his sword...
Turning back slowly, he saw an endless stream of light shining on Han Muye that he had never seen before.
This Mr. Gu also wants to kill himself?
"Canglang——"
The long sword resounded, and a sword light from Yuan Tianjianzun's body pierced towards Zhuge Lu.
Zhuge Lu closed his eyes in despair.
"when--"
The sound of two swords clashing was heard.
Zhuge Lu gently opened his eyes and looked at two long swords entwined one foot in front of him.
Then, he regretted opening his eyes.
Countless streams of light fell from Sword Master Yuan Tian's body.
Every sword seemed to cut him into pieces.
Does it take so much trouble to kill yourself with the great elder's sword?
"when--"
"when--"
Countless sword lights collided with Sword Master Yuan Tian's sword.
Between heaven and earth, sword lights intersect.
Zhuge Lu will never forget the scene in front of him.
Countless long swords collided with each other, right in front of him.
These sword lights have no trajectory, no origin, and no end.
"No, cause and effect..."
With his eyes widened, Zhuge Lu stared at these sword lights.
These swords seemed to come out of nowhere, and there was no trace to be found.
There is no cause and effect.
Breakthrough space.
A quarter of an hour.
One hour.
one day.
One year.
century!
Zhuge Lu felt like he was standing in the sword light for a hundred years.
"boom--"
The sword light scattered, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle.
Han Muye and Yuan Tianjianzun stopped their hands at the same time.
Zhuge Lu slowly fell down, and then looked at Han Muye and Yuan Tianjianzun blankly.
There was endless vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
"Go ahead, it's your chance to understand as much as you can." Sword Master Yuan Tian waved his hand, and Zhuge Lu's figure was already outside the hall.
He turned around and looked at the stone steps in front of him.
At this moment, he seemed to see through the growth and withering of a green grass on the stone steps.
cause and effect.
Realize!
"Uncle Master, why don't you enter the main hall? I see you have been standing here for a quarter of an hour."
Behind him, a disciple in green robe spoke in a low voice.
Stand here for a quarter of an hour?
From the beginning to the end, he never stepped into the main hall.
Those hundred years of time were all illusions?
He turned around and looked at the green-robed disciple.
"You are very good." Zhuge Lu raised his hand and handed out a long sword, then slowly left.
good?
The disciple looked confused and looked at the middle-grade spiritual weapon in his hand.
Uncle Zhuge is so generous?
Is this posted?
…
In the main hall, Han Muye and Yuan Tianjianzun were sitting opposite each other.
"Time and space, I didn't expect you to have touched the trajectory of this layer of power."
Sword Master Yuan Tian looked at Han Muye, with a strange look on his face: "In this world, except for the Shangsan Santian and a few hidden ones who have this level, the rest of them, even Tianzun, don't have this kind of ability."
"I'm curious, who did you meet?"
Who did you meet?
Han Muye looked up at Sword Master Yuan Tian.
Same face, same temperament.
The difference is that the sword master Yuan Tian in front of him cannot use the sword that can easily cut into pieces of his own soul.
The two had a sword fight just now, but Sword Master Yuan Tian did not gain the upper hand.
Instead, Han Muye used the swordsmanship sensed in his soul to break through the sword formation of Sword Master Yuan Tian.
Traveling through time and space, even if you only have a superficial grasp of it, you can already break the sword formations of the most powerful swordsmen in the world.
"Perhaps you have met that Sword Master before, or you may meet him someday."
Han Muye shook his head, and a ball of golden light flashed in his hand.
"Sword Master, the sword of the ancient god emperor, and the treasure trove of the divine court, which one do you think can bring the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Source World into the game?"
