Chapter 1378

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1378

2021-11-26

Chapter 1378 Chess Game

The son of the Zongheng family kills another Confucian prince, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The Confucian princes are a bunch of old men and weak people, their name is too real!"

"You are famous for these Old Dogs, and you want to stop my good deeds?"

"You don't need to come out of all the schools, just me alone is enough to destroy you all!"

"You Imperial Court are also arrogant, even if the thorns don't come, you are delusional to succeed. ?"

Zongheng's son, his heart is more certain, Makino Gong and his party, two of the five people have gone, and the remaining three are very easy.

Wait for him to take another shot, even if he can't kill Duke Muye, he can still kill the third Duke Confucianism,

If you kill them one by one, you will be able to kill them all in just a few days. The coming of the extinct religion.

"Five old and weak, who do you look down on?"

The son of the Zongheng family, as a rising star, looks down on these old men the most. , senior, pointing fingers to the general trend of the world.

Now times are different, Era of the Great Conflict, any qualifications and grievances are false.

Baizi are all rising stars, and their achievements over the decades are more than the accumulation of these old men in a lifetime.

Not only famous religions, but also Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism, all of whom are old men occupying high positions, their words and deeds are full of decadent aura, permeating every corner from top to bottom.

If things go on like this, the vitality will die out, leaving only the deadness that follows the rules.

Therefore, even if the Taoist family has twins, the sons of the Zongheng family are not afraid at all.

The southern Daozi Danrong and the northern Daozi Chen Chongxu, placed in the Hundred Schools School, are Peak figures, not inferior to the sons of famous schools, but in Taoism, they are controlled by those old men, and every move Follow the rules.

If things go on like this, sooner or later, they will be assimilated, which is nothing to be afraid of.

The above are the inner thoughts of the son of the Zongheng family.

He took refuge in Yuan Ming in order to join the battlefield of choosing the emperor from heaven, not only to compete with the sons of famous families, but also to compete with three schools of Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism, and in the future, he will be among the Three Realms, Correct the name of the vertical and horizontal family.

The world is famous for learning, why can there only be those three schools, and where is the difference between my vertical and horizontal schools?

The son of the Zongheng family thought of this, breathes deeply and looked towards Duke Muye, "Why don't you sing?"

The implication is that even if Duke Muye continues to release the battle song, he will not give a damn about.

"Cover me!"

Duke Muye opened his mouth, and the battle song of Muye, which had been disconnected just now, continued to sing, and all around was once again enveloped in a sad and ancient melody.

For the son of the Zongheng family, this sound is annoying to the ears, and it is necessary to solve the old man of the Zongheng family first.

"If you like to sing, just take off your singing head!"

Zongheng's son, murderous-looking, moved towards Makino's foot, "The land is vertical and horizontal, the square and the circle are self-generated, and It's a chess game!"

On the thick ground beneath their feet, the soil tossed in an instant, and countless roads and paths, winding like a snake, moved towards the ground beneath their feet.

After some tossing and turning, the roads criss-crossed, forming a four-sided checkerboard, which contained Duke Makino and the others.

The three of Makino, subconsciously wanted to activate the Dragon-riding Magic, but found that the surrounding space was locked, and they could only walk along the vertical and horizontal directions of the chessboard, and the speed was greatly reduced.

"Don't waste your energy, in my chess game, if you don't win, how can you go out?"

The voice of the son of Zongheng fell from the sky above his head, it seemed to be Heavenly God speaks.

"I'm about to start making moves!"

A large hand suddenly appeared above the chessboard.

The posture of the big hand is that of a standard chess player, with the middle finger on the top and the index finger on the bottom, holding a chess piece and buckling it heavily on the chess grid.

"You're really self-defeating!"

Gong Ye was laughed heartily, "You may not be proficient in this black-and-white game!"

He Pointing at a Confucian duke behind him, "This immortal Yi duke is a peerless national player. He pushes forward for five hundred years and pushes back for five hundred years. It is rare to meet an opponent in the world!"

"You want to play chess. Kill me, dreaming!"

The sneering laughter of the son of the Zongheng family came, "Who said I'm going to play chess?"

Before Duke Makino could react, the son of the Zongheng family made a big hand. Down, the chess pieces fell in front of the three of them.

"Go!"

Xian Yigong reminded aloud, "He is the one who plays chess, we are not even chess pieces!"

No What!

What chessboard pieces look like, the opponent's dismissal is simply not a chess game.

Xian Yigong, even if he has millions of famous games in his belly, he can't cope with the current situation.

bang!

The chess pieces fell, causing the chessboard to fluctuate.

Without taking a few steps, the chess pieces quickly slid along the checkerboard behind them, breaking up the three.

"You go first, I'll hold him!"

In the air, Duke Xian Yi took out a chessboard with two pots of chess pieces.

"Is it tolerable or unbearable for you to blaspheme the quaint game of chess?"

The Confucian master was provoked, and he studied the chessboard all his life, and was The opponent used it as a battlefield for slaughter, and also used chess pieces as a big hammer. In his opinion, it was simply burning the piano and cooking cranes, reckless waste of natural resources.

"The sky is round and the chess is in the center!"

"The vertical and horizontal are also on the chessboard, but they are not deceitful and intriguing, but square, prosperous and righteous. !"

"Son of the Zongheng family, you are a crass-crossed man." Light, covering the chessboard underfoot.

At the same time, the black and white chess pieces flew out from the two jars, like stars orbiting the moon, floating around Xian Yigong.

"Your chess game, no!"

"Look at my chess game?"

Immortal Yigong casts Divine Ability, and the chessboard under his feet shines brightly. Start disrupting the layout of the sons of the Zongheng family.

The opportunity has come.

Duke Muye and the rest of Duke Confucianism were surprised to find that the restraints on their bodies had been untied unconsciously. Unlike before, they could only walk on a fixed route, and the speed could not be increased.

"Come on!"

The two of them still can't see where they are. This is the space that Xian Yigong exerted his full strength to fight for them.

"Go, can't go!"

The voice of the Zongheng family's son is like a thunder in the sky.

"I'm not as good as you in chess!"

"However, with my strength, I can overturn your chessboard!"

Xian Yigong My heart tightened, "Son of the Zongheng family, don't you even have the courage to fight with me?"

"Don't force me with this. What to fight, I have the final say!"

The son of the Zongheng family stretched out his hands from the cloud and grabbed it towards the center of the chessboard.

"go!"

Immortal Yigong pointed to the opposite side, and the black and white chess pieces hit the hands of the Zongheng family's son like raindrops.

However, this move had little effect, and the two big hands still landed on the chessboard.

"Get up!"

Loudly shouted, the son of the Zongheng family, grabbed one end of the chessboard with two big hands and lifted it up with force.

bang!

The chess game that Xian Yi announced was overturned on the spot, and he himself was also smashed down, and his life and death are unknown.

(end of this chapter)