Regarding his request, "Zhong Wen" refused very simply, "Limited by the rules, the spiritual guards cannot leave their own camp."
"Then how could she hit me?" Ghost Mandrill immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.
"She is a spiritual cannon."
"Zhong Wen" explained patiently, "The attack range is far greater than yours, and you can hit people through the chess pieces. How can we compare them?"
"Then you can't use any tricks."
Ghost Mandrill glared at him with dissatisfaction, his face full of contempt, "Tricked her here?"
"That's exactly what I thought."
"Zhong Wen" couldn't help but smile bitterly, "But now that you have said it in public and even the enemies have heard it, how can you implement it?"
Mandrill: "..."
Despite the teasing, Zhong Wen still withdrew him from the junction of the two camps. It was unclear whether it was out of protection or because he really wanted to lure the enemy deeper.
Something's wrong!
Something always feels wrong!
Looking at "Zhong Wen" who was talking calmly with the ghost mandrill, Ce Haiweng frowned slightly and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
There is a huge disparity in the strength of the chess pieces between the two sides. It is said that if the dark camp wants to survive, it can only survive by taking risks, winning by surprise, and risking death.
But the dark master spirit is clearly a master of chess, but he plays extremely conservatively, not seeking merit, but seeking no faults, as if he is deliberately stalling for time.
Such a move is tantamount to chronic suicide.
No matter what your plans are, they have no meaning in front of me!
Want to delay?
I won’t give you this chance!
Ce Haiweng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly waved his hand, and the hearse under his command also changed its candidate, replacing it with a bearded man he had never seen before.
With the appearance of the big man, the chess playing style of the Light camp has undergone earth-shaking changes.
positive!
radical!
Unrestrained!
Like a violent storm, like mercury pouring down the ground, it was full of aggression.
Can't hide it from him?
Sure enough, ginger is still spicier!
"Zhong Wen" suddenly felt a surge in pressure, couldn't help but sigh softly, and shook his head helplessly.
As the game progressed, he gradually noticed another peculiarity of the game.
That is, no matter how injured the chess piece is, as long as it survives, once it is replaced by Ce Haiweng, it will return to its peak state when it comes back again. All the previous injuries will disappear, and even the Soul Emperor will quietly linger on the opponent. The thread of his soul is also gone.
In other words, the damage received in the chess game is limited to this and will not be carried to the outside real world.
And there are an incredible number of chess pieces in Ce Haiweng's hands. If you put them to the outside world, each of them is at least close to the dominance level. The stronger ones can even compete with the old devil at the level of Soul Emperor.
For a master at this level, how easy is it to kill him completely in one round?
As long as the opponent is left with a breath, Cehaiweng only needs one substitution to make him recover as before, making all the hard work of Ghost Mandrill and others come to naught.
As a result, the chess pieces in the light camp have almost unlimited health, so how can they be so lazy?
After that, Ji Xiaoran, who occupied Zhong Wen's body, exhausted all his brain power, strategized, and persisted for another day despite the opponent's indiscriminate bombardment. However, the disparity in strength was too great, and he had to watch his own chess pieces being slaughtered one after another. , cannibalized, turned friends into enemies, and was replaced by a more powerful practitioner by Ce Haiweng.
Zhong Wen, if you never come back.
Ji was afraid that he wanted to say sorry.
Seeing Li Bing fall to the ground and then get up again, the dark mark above his head suddenly emitted a dazzling light, Ji Xiaoran sighed deeply, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, knowing that the situation was over and defeat was imminent.
At this time, apart from the main spirit, the only remaining chess pieces in the dark camp are the Spirit Guard Ghost Mandrill and the Spirit Cannon Soul Emperor.
.
They all defected to the light camp, and the combat effectiveness of both sides was no longer at the same level.
The Soul Emperor's combat power is terrifying, but he follows a cunning and treacherous path, and is not known for his explosive power. Especially on this Youhuang chessboard, his exquisite soul control technique with spiritual threads can be offset by substitutions. Only sixty-seven percent of his strength was left. Under the attack of many masters from the opponent, he was already exhausted and exhausted. He was gasping for breath. Big beads of sweat couldn't help falling from his forehead, and his face was no longer there. I can no longer see the calmness and calmness I once had.
That’s it?
Looking at the bright sword light coming towards him, Emperor Hun Tian wanted to raise his sickle to fight, but he felt that his right arm was so weak that he couldn't even lift his hand. He could only shake his head with a wry smile and sighed secretly in his heart.
Coincidentally, the person who drew the sword turned out to be Han Xing from the Kunwu Sword Sect.
He was defeated by Yuchi Chun Gou back then, and now he is about to be killed by his uncle.
Kunwu's lineage, are you trying to get into trouble with me?
As he closed his eyes and waited for death, this idea suddenly popped into the mind of Soul Emperor, and he felt that everything was so funny and ironic.
it's over?
Ji Xiaoran smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking slightly disappointed, but not in any pain.
Once the Soul Emperor was defeated, apart from the main spirit, only the ghost mandrill was left in the dark camp. The other chess pieces had already defected to the light camp and had been replaced by top players with astonishing strength.
No matter how brave the ghost mandrill is, under the attack of so many fierce people, it is difficult for him to defeat four people with just two fists, and it will only be a matter of time before he dies.
Even if someone as smart as Ji Xiaoran can persevere under such harsh conditions, it is already a miracle.
He is a transparent person. Since he has given his best, why should there be any regrets or pain?
"Lao Ji."
Just when he was helpless and had nothing to do, a lazy voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Thank you for your hard work."
"You're finally back."
In his consciousness, Ji Xiaoran turned around after hearing the voice and looked at the handsome face with a smile in front of him. His expression was somewhat complicated, "Ji has failed to live up to his trust, I am ashamed, I am ashamed."
"Look what you said, isn't it true that we haven't lost yet?"
Zhong Wen laughed and came to his side in an instant, "Leave it to me next."
In the chess game, the main spirit of darkness still looks like Zhong Wen, but his temperament has suddenly changed, and he is completely different from before.
"Snapped!"
He raised his right arm and snapped his fingers.
The location where Soul Emperor was originally located suddenly burst into brilliant light, and then in Han Xing's surprised eyes, the old devil disappeared.
Instead, there was a handsome man in white with a beautiful face and outstanding temperament.
Martial King Li Qing!
"thorns!"
As soon as he appeared, Li Qing took out the sword from his waist and held it in front of his chest. He smiled slightly and said two words in an understatement.
The name of the sword, Qingyun Juechen, is the Ten-Tribulation Divine Weapon specially created for Li Qing when Zhong Wen visited Qingyun Mountain.
"when!"
Han Xing's supreme sword energy fell on the Qingyun Juechen sword, and a loud sound of gold and iron colliding erupted.
"puff!"
Li Qing felt an indescribable sword intent rushing down the sword. It was overwhelming and instantly stirred up his body. The pain was unbearable. His face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and he opened his mouth to spit out an arrow of blood.
So strong!
Even though he was very ambitious, there was still a look of shock on his face.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the peerless sword in his hand had not blocked most of the opponent's sword intent, Han Xing's sword alone would probably kill Li Qing.
However, in actual combat, there is no such thing as if.
"puff!"
Just when Li Qing was struck by the sword, Han Xing suddenly froze on the opposite side, with an incredible look on his face. Countless wounds instantly appeared all over his body, and blood shot out like a fountain, spreading like rain.
as
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On the offensive side, he actually suffered far more serious injuries than Li Qing.
A fatal injury!
Before Ce Haiweng could recover, Han Xing fell straight from the sky and hit the ground with a thud.
When he struggled to get up, the mark symbolizing the light camp above his head had disappeared, and was replaced by a black mist.
died?
How is that possible?
Ce Haiweng's eyes widened and he looked at Han Xing who was throwing himself at the enemy camp. The expression on his face was really exciting.
He didn't understand why Zhong Wen was able to substitute someone on the spot even though his connection with the outside world had been cut off, and he didn't understand how a great swordsman like Han Xing could be killed by a mere Soul Realm person.
Everything was so incredible, completely beyond his understanding and cognition.
Sure enough it can!
Just when he was in confusion, a bright smile appeared on Zhong Wen's face.
As Ji Xiaoran said, the rules of Youhuang chess game are fair. Ce Haiweng can make substitutions on the spot, and Zhong Wen can do the same.
The only difference is that as the owner of the chessboard, Nong Zangfeng cuts off Zhong Wen's contact with the outside world, putting him in an embarrassing situation where no one can help him.
But despite all his calculations, he never expected that Zhong Wen would have a whole world in his head.
Shortage of people?
nonexistent!
The moment he replaced Soul Emperor with Li Qing, Zhong Wen knew he had succeeded.
The reason why Han Xing was able to be killed was naturally due to Li Qing's great path.
When he reached the perfection of the soul phase, Li Qing's Way of Thorns was able to return the enemy's attacks five times. Now he took the Xuan Tianzhu refined from Canglan's Void Hedgehog, and obtained a very rare The thorn body, the two complement each other, making the rebound power soar to an astonishing ten times.
What is the concept of a peerless swordsman's full-strength strike being multiplied ten times?