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Chapter 293 The sword of the old man

Lao Shuai, the general in an army, commanding thousands of armies, strategizing, his identity, status and grade are undoubtedly the highest in the whole "chess".

Whether it is the 'small soldiers' in the front, the chariots, horses and artillery, or the elephants and officials in the back, each chess piece shows a different attack and killing magic, and its combat power is also shocking.

But now, it's finally the turn of this most powerful 'Old Commander' to take action. What kind of magical powers does it have, and how powerful are its attacks?

“It’s really exciting!”

Su Ping'an's eyes shone, and then he focused his eyes on the red cloaked figure, and then gave an order, 'Commander, kill him for me!"

Hearing Su Ping'an's order, even though Wen Liang was already approaching, he couldn't help but stop quickly, and then looked warily at the red-clad 'old handsome' in front of him.

With the various performances of other chess pieces in the past, Wen Liang now also has doubts about the attack and killing methods of "Xiangqi", especially now that he is still facing the "chief general" of an army, so he cannot be careless.

He was even thinking nervously, "This old commander's methods will definitely be more powerful than other chess pieces, and I must deal with them carefully."

The book fans under the stage were also excited when they saw this.

"Damn it, is it finally the turn of the 'old handsome' to take action?"

"The chess pieces in front are so strong, so this 'old handsome' can't go to heaven!"

"Hurry up, I can't wait to see its magical powers!"

"..."

At Wen Gong Academy, many students were also worried about Wen Liang. Feng Shaoyang even had sweat on his palms. While staring at the battle situation on the stage, he whispered, "Brother Wen Liang, you must resist.

, as long as you can defeat this 'old handsome', then this game of chess will be over, and you can see Su Sheng Xiaomeng's other trump cards!"

Feng Shaoyang has been holding back, just waiting for Su Ping'an to use up all his cards, and then he can calmly take the stage.

He has already lost to Su Pingan once, so he never wants to lose to Su Pingan a second time.

At this time, in full view of everyone, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the red cloak on the ring finally made some move!

I saw him first raising his hand, and then with a 'choking' sound, the sword on his waist was pulled out of its scabbard.

The bright sword body was even a little dazzling under the sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, the 'old handsome' held the sword in both hands and squatted down slightly. The whole posture showed a perfect charging posture and attack state.

At this moment, the air seemed to be stagnant, the sunlight seemed to dim, and even the wind stopped blowing...

Mumble...

Under this strong sense of oppression, Wen Liang was so nervous that his mouth became dry, his throat rolled unconsciously, and large beads of sweat flowed down his forehead and his cheeks. He clenched the brush even more tightly, already

Be prepared for all-out defense.

The next moment, the old commander swung his sword!

Whoosh!

I saw a sword light slashing out, like lightning and thunder. The ground made of fine iron on the stage was even plowed into a ravine by the sword energy, and then the sword energy went straight towards Wen Liang.

"coming!"

Dangerous warning signs instantly came from his brain, and then his heart tightened, and a gust of cold air rushed from his heels to the back of his head. Wen Liang subconsciously blocked his writing pen in front of him, and poured all his writing energy into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "bang" sound, and a powerful force came in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, it was as if two war elephants had collided with each other with full force. The powerful force hit Wen Liang's body and quickly slid backwards. His feet even left two black shoe prints on the ground.

laugh……

Finally, after sliding back more than ten meters, Wen Liang finally stopped his retreat with a kick, but the terrible impact was transmitted to his body through his writing, and was still impacting in his veins at this moment.

puff……

Wen Liang opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was immediately as pale as a sheet of paper, without any trace of blood.

"So strong!"

This is the voice of everyone at this moment.

Even Su Ping'an opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "As expected of the 'old handsome', this sword is so ridiculously strong, isn't it?!"

You must know that Wen Liang was a literary cultivator in the ninth realm of scribes. With all his strength, even a scribe might not be able to push him back so far with one sword, let alone suffer such serious injuries.

But it happened to be that 'Old Commander'. One sword caused such terrifying power. It was like a dream. However, the sword mark left on the ring reminded everyone that the scene just now was real.

.

"Damn it, 'Old Marshal' is awesome, this sword is so cool!"

"The power of this sword is probably comparable to that of a strong man in the literary master realm who can strike with all his strength!"

"This chess piece is really outrageous!"

What the book fans saw was both shocking and satisfying.

The more powerful the attack and killing skills of chess are, the happier they are, because it means that they can be so strong in the future.

On the Wen Palace side, all the students had long faces.

The other chess pieces were so strong, but I didn’t expect that the last ‘Old Commander’ would be even more outrageous.

"How can we fight now? This sword has already caught up with Master Wen's attack. Senior Brother Wen Liang is definitely defeated now!" Many students shook their heads and sighed. Faced with this situation, they were also powerless.

Even Elder Qing, who was watching, felt that it was a bit too much when he saw the 'old handsome' take action, "Even if 'Xiangqi' is the youngest son, the way of heaven is too biased, isn't it?!"

"Okay, that's it, let's kill him now!"

Just when everyone was shocked by the terrifying power of 'Old Commander''s attack, Su Ping'an planned to let 'Old Commander' kill Wen Liang in one go. But who knew, 'Old Commander' would kill Wen Liang immediately after using this sword.

, he actually returned the sword to the scabbard, then with a click, he stood back up, and then stopped moving!

"Come on, take action, one more sword strike will kill your opponent, come on!"

Su Ping'an thought there was something wrong with this guy, and quickly mobilized his literary energy to encourage him, but no matter how he instilled literary energy, the 'old handsome' was still stuck there like a piece of wood, motionless, and all he could do was pose and look cool.

Seeing this scene, everyone was confused.

"Ahem..."

At this time, Wen Liang on the ring had already breathed a sigh of relief. Although there was still blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his actions were not serious. He raised his head and looked at the opposite side, and soon noticed something strange.

"Why doesn't it keep taking action?!"

Wen Liang's eyes narrowed, and then he saw the long shoe prints on the ground left by the impact of the sword just now. It was only then that he realized that he had exited the Nine Palaces Grid.

This discovery made a flash of light flash in his mind, and he said in shock: "By the way, according to the rules of chess, the 'Old Commander' cannot play on the nine-square grid, so... this is the reason why the 'Old Commander' is no longer right."

The reason why I took action?!"


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