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Chapter nine hundred and eighty second fairy fight(1/3)

Wei Mingchen once studied art in Baiyun City for a period of time.

Therefore, this person is no stranger to the middle and high-level people in Baiyun City.

The moment he saw Wei Mingchen, Chu Yunsun couldn't contain his emotions.

He was breathing heavily from his nostrils, like an angry bull, and blood-colored veins like capillaries began to spread along the corners of his eyes, as if he was about to enter some kind of mad state.

That's anger fueled by hatred.

Extreme hatred.

"Yun Sun."

A delicate hand pressed on his shoulder.

Lu Guanhai held Chu Yunsun firmly, fearing that he would take action out of impulse.

Chu Yunsun let out a low roar in his throat. After struggling twice and failing to break free, the ferocious blood lines on his face gradually faded away, and his emotions seemed to be vaguely under control.

He didn't take action.

"You actually have the nerve to return to Baiyun City?"

Chu Yunsun stared at Wei Mingchen and asked sternly.

Wei Mingchen never looked at Chu Yunsun from beginning to end.

"Chess Lao, don't interfere in this matter."

His voice was like the sound of gold and jade rings hitting each other, crisp and cold, and it did not seem to come from the mouth of a person with flesh and blood and emotions.

"Little guy, even before he became the God of the Wilderness, he has learned the shameless behavior style of the Wilderness tribe."

Qi Lao took off the wine gourd at the end of his staff, broke the cork, and took a sip. The fresh green wine juice rolled down drop by drop along his messy gray beard.

Obviously, when facing Wei Mingchen, Qi Lao was not as relaxed as when facing Jian Wuji and others.

His attitude seemed much more solemn.

At least he didn't have the casual disdain he had when facing Jian Wuji and other five powerful Heavenly Beings.

Wei Mingchen said nothing.

His eyes were calm and indifferent, as if they were a windless desert without the slightest fluctuation or ripple, waiting for Qi Lao's decision.

"My old man has only one condition."

Qi Lao wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said: "I don't care about your so-called battle between good and evil. The sword discussion conference must be held as scheduled, and the 'Sword Immortal Heritage' must find its true owner before sunset the day after tomorrow."

"That would be a shame."

Wei Mingchen said calmly.

He gently waved his hand forward and said: "Kill."

Several great celestial beings from the top kendo forces turned into streams of light at the same time and rushed towards Lu Guanhai and others.

Under Qi Lao's messy hair, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Black and white chess pieces shot out.

Above it, the strange, dark and dead energy circulates.

This is a real killer.

"bundle."

Wei Mingchen said calmly.

In the void, golden light patterns flickered.

Two palm-sized golden talismans were instantly generated, directly binding the two-color chess pieces, one black and one white, and freezing them in the air.

"Little guy, don't force me to kill you."

The chess veteran held his bamboo stick in his hand.

The majestic power burst out.

Jian Wuji, Wei Dongcheng and other five powerful men felt that the overwhelming power was sweeping over them, and they could not help but retreat like a fallen leaf in the hurricane.

"go."

Wei Mingchen looked cold and gave a low drink.

The black and white chess pieces wrapped in two pale golden talismans were instantly dyed into gold, turning into two dark gold streams of light that shot out.

The targets chosen were none other than Chu Yunsun and Lu Guanhai.

Qi Lao's figure teleported like electricity.

Standing in front of Chu and Lu.

Draw a circle with the bamboo stick in your hand.

The end of the stick is like a brushstroke, with one side black and the other white.

Left black and right white.

Reproduce the black and white two-color yin and yang pattern.

The two golden chess pieces hit the yin and yang pattern and were swallowed up instantly, as if they were transported to another space.

"bundle."

Wei Mingchen spoke again.

In the void, endless flowing golden light patterns rippled.

A giant pale golden golden talisman with a length of five meters appeared in the void, like a golden net, directly covering the black and white pattern of Qi Lao and Yin Yang.

He wants to trap the chess master and the black and white patterns of yin and yang.

Especially the golden talisman net seemed to have the power to isolate everything. Even Qi Lao's face showed a solemn look.

One step forward in chess.

Whoosh.

It is directly submerged in the black and white two-color Yin and Yang diagram.

The figure disappeared.

The dark gold talisman net trapped the black and white Yin and Yang diagram, instantly cut into layers of fragments, scattered in mid-air, and then disappeared...

There was still no expression change on Wei Mingchen's face.

On the contrary, the faces of Jian Wuji and the other five great heavenly masters instantly showed expressions of admiration and ecstasy.

The master is indeed very strong.

It only took two moves to defeat the mysterious chess master.

People directly...

Um?

In the next moment, the expressions of the five people changed.

I saw where the black and white yin and yang diagram disappeared before, the green bamboo stick appeared without knowing when, standing quietly.

It is the bamboo stick of the chess master.

In mid-air, the bamboo stick floats.

The stick body is green and swaying gently.

Suddenly, it seemed as if the wind was blowing.

Pieces of bamboo leaves floated in the deep sky.

The bamboo leaves fluttered melodiously, swaying, dancing slowly and feebly in the void, as if they were dancing aimlessly.

"Where did the bamboo leaves come from?"

Xiong Ba, the leader of the Yue Sun Great Wilderness Clan, said in confusion.

It clearly didn't grow on the bamboo stick.

laugh!

A bamboo leaf floated by.

Xiong Ba felt a slight chill on his face.

He raised his hand and touched it.

Fingers are bright red.

Blood?

That little bamboo leaf actually cut his face directly?

"careful."
To be continued...
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