"Nonsense, I have an advantage now, why do I regret chess?" Old man Xinghe refuted.

While he made a move, he calculated his fingers.

"It's really that boy again."

"Why, is there something wrong with the Galaxy?" said the gray-haired old man.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a stinky brat who can bombard the Galaxy for fun." The old man from Xinghe said depressedly.

"But don't worry, keep playing chess, this guy should just bombard him a few times."

As a result, before he finished speaking, the old man from Xinghe heard speechlessly, and remembered the sound of bombardment again.

Why didn't this brat play anymore?

Now, the old man in Xinghe couldn't calm down.

Although the Galaxy Formation is not so easy to break, you can make trouble and repair it in the future.

"I won't play the chess for now, I'll solve this kid's problem."

With his hands spread out, the old man from Xinghe said depressedly.

Although I and this gray-haired old man have countless lives, they are extremely bored in the secret realm of the Galaxy.

Both of them have good chess skills and have always been equally matched.

As a result, I was not lucky today and lost two games in a row. Seeing that I was about to win, I had to stop.

"If you abstain, you will lose this game." The gray-haired old man grinned.

"Fart, open your eyes wide and I will definitely beat you in this game."

The old man from Xinghe glared and cursed. He stretched out his hand and a light of inspiration flew out.

Suddenly, a ripple appeared in front of the two people, and then gradually expanded into a circular light curtain.

As the soul left by the Star River Venerable, he controls the Star River and naturally knows the situation in every place.

He had discovered before that Qincheng had bombarded the galaxy several times.

However, it was obvious that Qin Cheng was practicing sword skills, and only a few strokes were made, so the old man Xinghe didn't care.

As a result, the movement is like demolishing the Galaxy. What the hell is Qincheng doing?

The gray-haired old man looked over with some curiosity, and he also wanted to see who was so bold that it made the old man Xinghe so unhappy.

When the picture inside the light curtain appeared, Qin Cheng's figure was in the center.

Holding a long sword with an ancient shape, he shot out sword lights directly facing the Galaxy.

"This is an ancient immortal weapon with high quality. Very few of the current monks in the Tribulation Realm can own this thing."

The gray-haired old man's eyes were slightly brighter, and he recognized that the Yueyang sword in Qin Cheng's hand was not an ordinary person.

But as the sword light looked over, the gray-haired old man was even more surprised.

"Seven Killing Sword Decision, this kid practices the heart-to-heart technique of the ancient sword saint, and the seven lights are all out, so he has some skills."

"Is this sword technique very powerful? Why do I feel that it is average?"

Seeing that the gray-haired old man had a rare emotional change, the old man in Xinghe said in surprise.

He and this gray-haired old man have their own division of labor and their own expertise.

I really don't understand these skills very much.

But the gray-haired old man has seen the world. Is this magic so powerful?

"It's not a matter of power, but behind this sword technique, it represents the way of sword intention. All kinds of heaven and earth principles of using swords are contained in this technique."

"However, I don't know who was promoting this technique in ancient times. After the death of the Saint Saint, it was gradually spread beyond recognition. Some of the sword intent principles were completely distorted. Now, it is not easy for this kid to recover the true meaning from the modified sword inscription."


Chapter completed!