Chapter 647: This Is a Big Pit

"Smack!", "Smack!", "Smack!"

The crisp sound of falling pieces continued to sound on the platform, and Xiao Fan's figure was quickly shuttling between the ten chessboards, constantly landing easily.

In a short time, the ten chessboards were already black and white, and the killing machines were everywhere!

In addition to Fairy Yueli, there was a thick and solemn look in the eyes of the nine people including the True Red Saint Son, especially Zhao Ge and Lu Yiming, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Xiao Fan's level of Go is beyond their imagination!

With one heart and ten uses, he can also play with ease, and even forced the True Red Saint Son and other nine people to retreat step by step, and their vitality is gradually cut off!

It's unimaginable!

"Smack!"

"I'm sorry, goodbye!" Xiao Fan stood in front of Zhao Ge, dropped a white seed heavily, and then said with a smile.

Zhao Ge's face immediately turned pale, and he sat there with a dejected expression, motionless.

The victory and defeat have been divided, Zhao Ge, defeat!

"Excuse me, put his treasure there temporarily!" Xiao Fan beckoned to a blue-clothed maid from Fairy Yueli and said with a smile.

The blue-clothed maid immediately stepped forward, then took all of Zhao Ge's treasures, stacked them on the stone table in the center of the platform, and then retreated.

According to the regulations, the loser of the Go game will be temporarily taken away in turn and placed on the stone table in the center of the platform, if Xiao Fan loses to anyone, the True Red Saint Son and others will each take their own treasures, and if Xiao Fan wins in the end, all the treasures on the stone table will be Xiao Fan alone.

Seeing his treasures being taken away temporarily, Zhao Ge's expression was extremely painful, and then he looked at the others nervously, expecting someone to be able to defeat Xiao Fan, otherwise his treasures would really be Xiao Fan's.

No matter how pale Zhao Ge's face was, Xiao Fan walked in front of Lu Yiming next, and then he also dropped a white child, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, goodbye!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Fan beckoned again, signaling the blue-clothed maid just now to step forward, take all of Lu Yiming's treasures, and stack them on the stone table in the center of the platform.

Like Zhao Ge, Lu Yiming also looked pale, turned his head to look at the others, and his face was full of nervousness.

After solving Zhao Ge and Lu Yiming, Xiao Fan raised his feet again and came to the front of the Xinglong Prince!

And the son of Xinglong was still thinking hard at this time, and he didn't dare to leave the white son in his hand!

"You've already lost, goodbye!" Xiao Fan shook his head, then tapped a square in the center of the chessboard with his finger, signaling how he would take his next move, and then said with a light smile.

Seeing Xiao Fan's next step, Xinglong Gongzi's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and then he smiled bitterly, put down the white son in his hand, and said in a dry voice, "Yes, I lost!"

This time, without Xiao Fan's orders, the blue-clothed maid took the initiative to step forward and took all the treasures of the Dragon Torture Prince, and then piled them on the stone table in the center of the platform.

"Isn't it, losing three people so quickly?"

"Whether it is Zhao Ge, or Lu Yiming, or Xinglong Gongzi, they are all famous Go masters, and they have always had few opponents, otherwise they would not have been invited by Fairy Yueli to come over to play a game of Go, and now this Xiao Fan is dedicated to everything, and the three of them were defeated so quickly?

"It can only be said that the strong have their own strong players!"

"Why do I think this is a pit?

"I feel the same way, but then again, it's good for this Xiao Fan to dig a pit, but the True Red Saint Son and others also jumped in voluntarily, and they were pitted by Xiao Fan, no wonder anyone!"

"Look, see who pits whom in the end? Xiao Fan wants to pit the True Red Saint Son and the others, but if he doesn't do it, he may be killed by the pit he dug himself!"

"Yes!"

Whispers continued to be heard among the crowd on the shore of the lake.

"Two, let's go!" Just when the people on the shore were talking, Xiao Fan walked in front of the two of them again, and dropped a black son and a white son respectively, and said with a chuckle.

Tomorrow Night Boy and Dark Dragon Saint Son both turned pale, staring at the chessboard deadly, and they didn't say a word.

"Take their treasures away!" Xiao Fan smiled and said to the blue-clothed maid, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait, I didn't lose!" Suddenly, Tomorrow Night Boy stared at the chessboard and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, please read it carefully!" Xiao Fan shook his head and said.

"I've looked very carefully, I definitely haven't lost, I can still land here!" Tomorrow Night Boy insisted, and then he picked up a sunspot and was about to fall.

But in an instant, his face changed!

"How? still insist that you didn't lose?" Xiao Fan said without raising his head while standing on the chessboard of the Seven Seas Holy Son.

Tomorrow Night Childe suddenly sighed, then raised his hand to put down the sunspot in his hand, with a wry smile on his face, and never spoke again.

The blue-clothed maid stepped forward, and after bowing to the Bright Night Boy and the Dark Dragon Son, she took all the bets and treasures of the two of them and stacked them on the stone table in the center of the platform.

At this time, five people had already lost, and dozens of rare treasures added up by the five people were stacked there together, each shining with dazzling light, which made everyone present couldn't help but be moved!

"Smack!"

Xiao Fan fell a son on the chessboard of the Seven Seas Holy Son, and the Seven Seas Holy Son followed up without hesitation!

"Goodbye!"

After seeing the Holy Son of the Seven Seas fall this son, Xiao Fan turned his head and left, and said without looking back.

The Seven Seas Saint Son raised his eyebrows, just wanted to say something, and then looked at the chessboard, suddenly froze, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "There was still a glimmer of hope, but I made a mistake myself, no wonder others!"

With that, he put down the chess pieces in his hand, sighed heavily, and said no more.

And the blue-clothed maid also stepped forward and took all the treasures of the Holy Son of the Seven Seas and stacked them on the stone table.

"Lost six people in a row, only Jiang Wu, Feng Han, True Red Saint Son and Fairy Ziyue are left!"

"Damn, where did this Xiao Fan run out of a monster? Single-mindedly and ten-purposely? Can he still win six people? What kind of joke is this?"

"It's up to Jiang Wu, Feng Han, the True Red Saint Son and the Fairy Ziyue are separated from the four of them, if none of them wins, then today's matter will be really a big deal!"

"There are so many treasures, so many treasures add up, tsk, if I give it to me, even if I spend money every day, I still won't be able to spend it in ten lifetimes!"

The sound of low discussion once again sounded in the crowd by the lake.

"Hahaha, Xiao Fan, you lost!"

"Xiao Fan, you lost!"

At this moment, Jiang Wu and Feng Han suddenly stood up together and shouted at Xiao Fan with a wild laugh.

"Really?" The six people including the Seven Seas Sacred Son, who had already lost the game, immediately stood up and shouted in surprise.

And the True Red Saint Son and Fairy Yueli also looked up at Jiang Wu and Feng Han, their faces full of surprise.

"Oh?" In this regard, Xiao Fan just raised his foot and stepped forward, glanced at the chessboard of the two, and after throwing down the two chess pieces, he turned to leave.

"Xiao Fan, you lost, tell me the secret of cracking the immortal golden body!" Feng Han didn't care about Xiao Fan's fall at all, he still shouted loudly.

Jiang Wu, on the other hand, glanced at the chessboard, and suddenly froze as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Take away the treasures of the two of them!" Xiao Fan ordered the blue-clothed maid, and then he didn't even bother to look at Jiang Wu and Feng Han, and stood straight in front of the True Red Saint Son.

The blue-clothed maid pursed her lips, and immediately stepped forward, about to take away the bet treasures of Jiang Wu and Feng Han!

"Get down, what qualifications do you have to collect my treasure?" Feng Han looked at the blue-clothed maid who stepped forward, and immediately shouted angrily.

"Open your dog's eyes wide and see the chessboard clearly before you speak, who is losing?" Hearing Feng Han's roar, Xiao Fan suddenly turned his head, his dark eyes were like an abyss, and he said indifferently.

Feng Han raised his eyebrows, and wanted to say something more, but Jiang Wu next to him already sighed heavily, and then got up and left his seat without saying a word.

"En?" Feng Han realized that something was wrong, he suddenly looked down at his chessboard, and this was not too tight, he was like Jiang Wu, all of a sudden, like a lightning strike, and the whole person fell into stiffness.

"No, it's impossible, why is this happening? I've obviously won, I've already won!" Feng Han looked at the chessboard, his face was like dirt, his expression was panicked, and he shouted in disbelief.

The blue-clothed maid lowered her head and stepped forward, stretched out her hand and took all the treasures of Jiang Wu and Feng Han, and stacked them on the stone table together.

And Feng Han was still muttering to himself, his face was full of disbelief, and he still looked unacceptable.

But no one paid attention to him anymore, and everyone's eyes were focused on the last True Red Saint Son and Fairy Yueli, because if the two of them were defeated again, then today's matter would really be a big problem.

"I admit defeat!" In the midst of an uproar, the True Red Saint Son suddenly threw himself in defeat, his face was expressionless, and he got up and said.

The blue-clothed maid stepped forward in response, took all the treasures of the True Red Saint Son, and stacked them on the stone table on the platform.

Only Fairy Moon is left to be the last person!

Xiao Fan sat down and looked at Fairy Yueli with a leisurely expression!

"Smack!" It seems that after countless careful thoughts, Fairy Yueli finally left a son.

"Yes, it's indeed a bit capable!" Seeing Fairy Yue's step, Xiao Fan suddenly nodded and said in praise.

But praise is praise, but Xiao Fan's subordinates did not stop, he picked up a sunspot, groaned slightly, and put it on the chessboard casually.

Seeing Xiao Fan's fall this time, Fairy Yueli's originally calm face suddenly changed greatly, and then she raised her head suddenly, looked at Xiao Fan deadly, and said in an astringent voice: "You, who are you?

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Hmm,Let's talk about the group again.,Returning from the Xianxia World Group 2 and Group 3 just said a few days ago.,There are only more than 100 vacancies left in the past few days.,So I simply opened a member.,Upgraded 1 group.,Turn 1 group into 1000 people.,The group number is 487012108.,And because it's just upgraded.,So there's still a full 500 vacancies.。 (To be continued.) )