In the incident, Bai Yiduo finally discovered the clue.

Since he accidentally obtained the chessboard, whether it is the Chi Ling Taoist, the Demon Yan Venerable, or the Nalan family's protective spiritual array, as long as it attacks him with spiritual energy, it will damage some of its spiritual energy and be absorbed by the chessboard.

In other words, whoever wants to hit him now must first lose his spiritual energy.

Of course, physical attacks are a different story!

The short man held the yard and swung his stick, chased Bai Yiduo and beat him, "Boy, I've been holding you back for a long time..."

He swung Bai Yiduo one stick after another, and the latter ran away with his head in his arms.

"Hey~? How do you hit someone?"

The short man held a stick in the yard, panting and wiping a handful of sweat beads, rolling his throat and cursing: "Don't you bear the beating? Don't you deserve a beating? I'll give you my wish."

Bai Yiduo is almost swearing!

Did he ask you to fight?

I just want to absorb more spiritual energy and open the black chess pieces in the chessboard. OK!

But I can't say this on the surface. I looked at Izumo Mubai like looking through Qiushui: "Senior Brother Izumo, if you take action, I won't dodge."

Izumo Mubai's arrogant expression shook, and he was covered in goosebumps.

He spat and coughed lightly, and Mubai Izumo waved his sleeves and asked the short man to stop protecting the hospital.

He turned around and looked at Bai Yidu helplessly and sighed: "Although my appearance has caused me a lot of trouble, you are the first person who fascinates the boy!"

“…”

Bai Yiduo blinked his eyes, but didn't understand what he meant.

But Mubai Izumo fell into deep self-blame and shook his head apologetically at Bai Yiduo: "Don't take too much effort! The habit of breaking sleeves is not suitable for me."

"What is the sex to break the sleeve?"

Bai Yiduo said that he just wanted to get your spiritual energy and would not try anything else.

It’s your own drama, it has nothing to do with him!

"Izumo Mubai, you are a powerful person in the sixth-grade Qi training realm. Can you not dare to attack me?" Bai Yiduo began to use the method of provoking.

After saying that, seeing the latter's eyes became cold, as if he had grasped some outline, he took advantage of the victory and attacked: "Izumo Mubai, this is the Nalan family. I asked to see the old senior Nalan Jie, why should you stop it?"

Hearing this, the short guard patrol smashed the stick to the ground and walked forward: "Young Master Izumo is my son-in-law from the Nalan family. Why are you not qualified to be a husband of Miss Jinyue? Stinky brat, don't talk nonsense here."

"Hmph, son-in-law? Is Senior Sister Jinyue bound to marry him? If I want to see, he is not worthy of Nalan Jinyue at all."

After saying that, he glanced at Izumo Mubai and saw that the latter's face turned pale, Bai Yiduo was quite excited.

What he wants is this expression, this look, and this aura that is possible to take action at any time.

"Boy, when will it be your turn to point fingers in my Nalan family?"

Bai Yiduo glanced at the speaker coldly and laughed sarcastically: "You are just a servant who guards the house. Can you represent the Nalan family? Can you represent Senior Sister Jinyue?"

"You..." The short man's face turned pale with anger.

"Hmph!" Bai Yiduo walked around Izumo Mubai, his eyes full of contempt.

"Izumo Mubai, to put it nicely, you are the young master of the Izumo family and a sixth-grade Qi training powerhouse. But you don't even look at how old you are, your hair on your temples is white, and you still have old cows eating young grass. Want to marry Nalan Jinyue?"

"At your age, you should have stopped in the Qi training realm in this life. Relying on the family's remaining power, what are your own abilities? Will Nalan Jinyue look at you directly but still don't know."

These words really made Izumo Mubai so angry. Because only he knew that Nalan Jinyue's attitude towards him was always lukewarm and was revealed by Bai Yiduo.

The folding fan spreads lightly, and the ink-colored aura accumulates momentum among the fan leaves.

"Hmph! My sixth-grade Qi training may not be outstanding on the north bank of the Miluo River, but here I will be more than enough to kill you a young boy who is ignorant of the sky and the earth."

After saying that, the jade fan swirled, and the ink-colored spiritual energy turned into a cold flowing light, which drove the killing aura to pierce Bai Yiduo's face.

Seeing that the murderous intent was approaching, Bai Yiduo not only did not fear or avoid, but was overjoyed and rushed over with the murderous intent.

With a bang, the ink-colored spiritual energy cut into Bai Yiduo's body and was absorbed and transformed by the chessboard.

However, the spiritual energy in the sixth-grade Qi training realm is always too thin. After being included in the black chess piece, it never meets the standard of breaking the seal.

"It's really weak!"

Bai Yiduo was despised in his heart, but his body pretended to be injured and retreated repeatedly.

This attack made Bai Yiduo confirm that the chessboard can absorb spiritual energy and the acquisition method is also very direct and rude.

So Bai Yiduo pretended to be injured, forced a mouthful of blood out of Tubo, covered her chest and scolded with a ferocious voice: "Izuyun Mubai, are you so capable? How can Nalan Jinyue marry a waste like you? I feel worthless for her!"

Seeing that his attack did not kill him, Izumo Mubai was angry in his heart. When he gritted his teeth, a more powerful killing aura brewed out. His hand holding the folding fan trembled slightly, and the ink-colored aura wrapped it like black fog.

"You asked for it!"

Izumo Mubai had no choice but to give up all his spiritual power and prepare for his work.

The originally aloof Young Master Izumo has become a murderer. Under the cover of a ball of ink mist, his hair was shattered and blew open and dust floated in the vast wave of air.

If this terrifying scene was usually the case, Bai Yiduo would have trembled with fear, but now that he has a chessboard, he is looking forward to such a killer move, which obviously contains a lot of spiritual energy.

"Senior Brother Izumo, you have to use force and don't let me down."

As he shouted in his heart, Bai Yiduo looked forward to it.

However, just as the ink-colored spiritual energy came, suddenly, a white sword light fell from the sky and stopped it.

"No……"

Bai Yiduo was heartbroken, and suddenly turned around and saw a huge team. The leader held a long sword and his pair of deep eyes were particularly annoying.

The visitor was a young man wearing a Taoist robe in the outer courtyard. His sword was unsheathed and his heroic figure was extraordinary.

The boy put away his sword blade, walked to Bai Yiduo, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Seeing Bai Yiduo looking at him blankly, the young man smiled brightly: "Don't thank me, they are all practitioners of Taoism. They just draw their swords to help when they see injustice."

“…”

No one knows how much Bai Yiduo wants to kill this self-righteous guy.

But the young man patted Bai Yiduo's shoulder with justice, turned to Izumo Mubai, and shouted: "The Nalan family has actually killed the disciples of the inner courtyard who have no power to fight back. Is there no royal law in this third fairyland?"

Izumo Mubai's face turned pale, and his fierce eyes were slightly condensed. He looked at the person who was talking, and then turned his eyes to the team in the street.

The team is majestic and majestic. Although most of them say that people are wearing Taoist robes of disciples in the outer courtyard, it is not difficult to see that their overall strength cannot be underestimated.
Chapter completed!