Qi Xuanzhen of Dongyue Sword Palace has very slender hands. His hands are extremely slender and almost pathologically white. There are about two centimeters of nails on each finger, but they don't look like a girl. They are very clean. He stared at the chess game,
He casually grabbed a handful of jet-black chess pieces from the chess box, and a clear feeling penetrated his skin.
Qi Xuanzhen randomly picked a black chess piece from the handful and quickly placed it on the chessboard.
A fight started as soon as he made a move, and he had to compete with every penny in a small area, and it turned out to be a fight to the death. Tang Hui frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry, and he would take advantage of every move.
He plays chess fast, very fast, very fast, just like his kendo.
Tang Hui's fast chess was already considered lightning fast, but this man was even faster. He didn't seem to want to give his opponent any chance to think, and he was imposing.
Then eighty hands fought all the way.
Tang Hui seemed to have no advantage in every detail of the battle, and the originally unclear chess situation now gave people a sense of precariousness.
Chess enters the final stage.
Qi Xuanzhen, who was full of killing arrogance in every move, his originally indifferent expression became more and more surprised. When he picked up the third move and played the forty-fifth move, the only description of the whole game was that of a chaotic battle.
There are wars everywhere, and there will be no end to the death.
"Lost."
When all the chess pieces in his hand were gone, Qi Xuanzhen stopped grabbing the chess pieces in the chess box and stared at the complicated chess game full of chess pieces. He seemed to want to see how Tang Hui was able to make a comeback without leaving any trace at a disadvantage.
The other hand clenched his fist, and his nails dug deeply into his skin without realizing it. It was not his habit to admit defeat.
In the hand talk in kendo, he had lost the first time.
Unexpectedly, he lost the second chess game on the formation method.
Tang Hui looked calm and didn't seem to feel that he had won by luck. During this interval, Ye Yingxiu ordered the waiter to make a pot of tea and placed two cups on the table in front of Qi Xuanzhen and Tang Hui. Tang Hui picked up the teacup contentedly and stopped watching the chess game.
, said: "Fellow Daoist Qi, I accept the concession."
Qi Xuanzhen stared at the chessboard intently and did not touch the cup of tea, as if he was still unwilling to give up.
Tang Hui didn't bother Qi Xuanzhen and just drank the cup of tea by himself.
Qi Xuanzhen finally stopped looking at the chessboard, loosened his clenched fists under the table, let out a long sigh, and said, "I was defeated by fellow Taoist Song twice in a row. Qi is truly convinced."
Tang Hui stood up slightly and said: "Fellow Daoist Qi, Song still has some personal matters to deal with. Let's say goodbye and meet again another day."
Qi Xuanzhen collected the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard one by one and nodded slightly.
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When the group of three people returned to the VIP Building, they were blocked by several shirtless majestic men. One of the majestic men said: "Fellow Taoist, the front is the residence of the Ancient Tyrant Palace, please do not rush in."
Tang Hui stopped slightly and raised his eyes to look at these majestic men. Before he could speak, Tang Yan said first: "Isn't the VIP building in front of you? When did it become the residence of the Ancient Tyrant Palace?"
"The VIP Building is the temporary residence of the Ancient Tyrant Palace." The majestic man said in an unquestionable tone: "Please don't trespass."
"What???"
When Tang Yan heard this, she immediately looked at the majestic man carefully and said: "The VIP Building is obviously our temporary residence. We have only left for a while, how come it has become the residence of your ancient hegemony palace? This is nonsense.
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"Little girl, you can eat random things, but you can't talk nonsense." The majestic man said with a smile: "Yao Shen Sect's annual elixir auction meeting, every VIP floor is our ancient domineering palace.
It’s a temporary residence, you don’t know about it, right?”
Tang Yan still wanted to quarrel with this majestic man, but Tang Hui stopped her with his eyes. Ye Yingxiu also pulled the corner of Tang Yan's clothes and shook her head slightly, signaling her not to argue with this majestic man.
"The Ancient Tyrant Palace?"
Tang Hui frowned. One palace, two palaces, three courtyards and four sects had just discussed and competed with Qi Xuan Zhenshou from the Dongyue Sword Palace. Why did he bump into the Ancient Tyrant Palace again?
A crowd of spectators gathered around, most of them were disciples and casual cultivators from small sects. They were pointing at Tang Hui and the others, laughing, laughing at the three of them for not knowing how to live or die, and actually following the ancient hegemony palace.
Fight for shelter.
Tang Hui turned his head, looked at Ye Yingxiu, and said tepidly: "Do you have anything in the VIP building?"
Ye Yingxiu hesitated slightly, nodded first, and then shook his head.
Tang Hui smiled warmly, as if he understood what Ye Yingxiu meant, and said, "Afraid of trouble?"
Ye Yingxiu opened her red lips slightly and said in a gentle voice, "Let's forget it. It's just a few clothes and they're not worth much."
Tang Hui said to Ye Yingxiu and Tang Yan: "Move back."
Tang Yan ran away with excitement on her face, but Ye Yingxiu did not move, and persuaded Tang Hui: "The other party is the Huanggu Ba Palace, one of the ten major sects. Isn't this not good?"
Tang Hui flicked Ye Yingxiu's forehead with his finger, and said meaningfully: "How can I allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the bed? If I were afraid of the so-called ten sects, I wouldn't be who I am."
Ye Yingxiu didn't know why, and looked at Tang Hui in a daze.
Challenge the entire ancient hegemony with one person?
Tang Hui gently pushed Ye Yingxiu to Tang Yan's side with a gentle palm, and said to them: "Stay further away, further away."
Among the two people, one had a face full of happiness and the other had a face full of worry. They all stepped back, then back, and then back again.
Everyone is confused. Two people are gone. Is there another one?
What is he going to do?
Is it possible that he wants to...he wants to challenge the authority of the Ancient Tyrant Palace?
With his own strength, he can challenge the ancient hegemony with numerous masters?
Soon, Tang Hui gave the answer.
The day after tomorrow, the Lingbao Longquan Sword soared into the sky, the energy of the sword shot straight into the sky, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the sand and rocks were flying.
The expressions of the majestic men guarding the Ancient Tyrant Palace changed one after another. Judging from the change in color of the sword energy that stirred the heaven and earth, it was obvious that the person coming must be a master, and they retreated one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Song, please show mercy."
At this time, sensing the changes in the world, the first person to rush out was not the monks from the ancient tyrant palace, but Deputy Master Liu, who was brushing the willow branches from the sky.
Tang Hui cursed in a low voice, "Keep your sister, or else who will be the hero if I become so domineering?"
The acquired Lingbao Longquan Sword made bursts of dragon roars that resounded through the sky.
The Longquan Sword instantly transformed into a thirty-foot-long lifelike nine-clawed golden dragon and flew down toward the VIP building, causing everyone onlookers to be frightened and fell to the ground by the awe-inspiring aura of the nine-clawed golden dragon.
"snort."
At this time, a strong man nearly one foot tall rushed out from the VIP building. Regardless of the momentum of the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon, he clenched his fist and punched the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon's head.
"###."
Tang Hui sneered and cursed, saying, "You are seeking death yourself!"
What was both reasonable and unexpected was that the nine-clawed golden dragon sneered rather humanely, opened its mouth, and sprayed a fireball at the strong man who came through the air.
The mature man continued to charge forward without caring. It was just a low-level fireball technique. When the fireball approached, his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly stopped. By this time, it was too late, and the fireball hit him without any accident.
A man in his prime.
This is not an ordinary fireball, but the fire of heavenly calamity—glazed pure fire—that Tang Hui sealed in the acquired Longquan sword.
In just the blink of an eye, the strong man was swallowed up by the fire and turned into ashes instantly.
My eyes dropped in shock, this is too...too...too outrageous!
A monk who is able to fly in the air is at least in the stage of returning to the void, but he dies in the blink of an eye?
"Junior brother..."
At this time, several naked-chested middle-aged men quickly rushed out from the VIP building, but they did not dare to meet the nine-clawed golden dragon that leaped into the air and stepped aside one after another.
The nine-clawed golden dragon rushed to the front of the VIP building in an instant. A divine dragon swung its tail, and the VIP building made of gold and silver fell into pieces.
"Kill me, the Elder of the Returning Void Stage of the Ancient Tyrant Palace, until you die."
One of them, the only old man wearing a short shirt, had muscles all over his body, like the Kame Sennin in Super Saiyan. He had a long white beard and red eyes, running towards Tang Hui, the master of the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon.
Come.
Tang Hui pointed his finger and said calmly: "Then we will eradicate the roots, kill them all, and cut off the waves with one finger."
It tore apart hundreds of feet of the earth's surface in an instant, reaching directly in front of the old man dressed as a turtle immortal. The man did not dare to raise his voice and shouted, "Golden elixir for body protection."
With a snap of his fingers, a golden turtle shell condensed.
The sword energy hit the golden tortoise shell, making a loud "boom" sound. The golden tortoise shell shook violently. Many monks with lower cultivation levels suddenly fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the seven orifices.
The golden dragon transformed from the acquired Lingbao Longquan Sword swung its claws and pounced on the shining golden turtle shell. It danced its nine claws and struck continuously, causing the inside of the turtle shell to vibrate endlessly.
"Jindan monk, is this all you have?"
Tang Hui walked through the air, with lotus growing at every step, walking towards the golden turtle shell, and then shouted, "The Immortal is caressing the top of his head".
Whether it is "breaking the waves with one finger" or "immortal caressing the top of the head", they have broken away from the category of Taoism and belong to immortality. However, due to his realm, Tang Hui was unable to exert the full strength of immortality.
Even if it is an immortal technique that can only exert two or three levels of power, the golden elixir monk has no temper.
With a move of "immortal caressing the head", the golden tortoise shell finally cracked. The disciples of the ancient hegemony hall who were in the Void Return stage and below were blown away by the aftermath, and the monks in the Void Return stage spewed spouts from their mouths
A bloody arrow shot out and he suffered extremely serious internal injuries. Only the "Kame Immortal" standing in the center of the field was even slightly shaken.
"Okay, okay, okay."
The Turtle Immortal looked around, smiled angrily, and said: "Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old ones. When did Nanzhan Buzhou have such an outstanding young talent? Even if I
Even with the cultivation level of Jindan Stage, I will kill you at the palm of my hand."
"Golden elixir stage? Is the golden elixir stage great?" Tang Hui sneered, stretched out his hand to point it out, and the nine-clawed golden dragon transformed from the acquired Lingbao Longquan sword slowly shrank and was retracted between his eyebrows.
"Start shaking Kunlun."
Tang Hui put his hands together, and the palms of his hands seemed to fit together, but there was still a slight gap.
There were strange phenomena in the sky and the earth, lightning and thunder.
"Turtle Immortal" gasped.
The highest point in the Yaowang Valley is a Taoist bell tower. The tower's pointed eaves seemed to have been oppressed by invisible heavenly beings and broke. Immediately afterwards, the bell tower collapsed abnormally smoothly. The height of the tower in the city is second only to the Taoist bell tower with a thousand-year history.
The tower also began to be crushed, and all the taller buildings in the entire Yaowang Valley began to collapse, creating a situation where everything was flattened.
The huge Yaowang Valley is like tofu on a chopping board. It can be easily sliced horizontally with a knife, becoming thinner and thinner.
After a blink of an eye, even the "Turtle Immortal" did not dare to stay among the ruins of the VIP building, and fell to the ground. The only sound in his ears was the harsh and noisy sound of the overwhelming force crushing wood and stone.
"Kamesennin" used all his spiritual power to stomp his feet, and then gave a bitter smile. Not only was the sky moving downwards, but the ground below was also restless. It was like a giant Buddha overlooking the heaven and earth with his palms clasped together. There was nowhere to hide.
There is only a sliver of life left between heaven and earth.