The Evil Chess Venerable's eyes flashed, and he said, "Who are you?"

Tian Ming said: "Tian Ming." ”

The Evil Chess Venerable muttered, "Tian Ming?" He was very unfamiliar with this name, but the other party's strength was too strong to ignore, so he began to think about it carefully, hoping to find out the deeds of this monk named "Tian Ming" from his memory.

Suddenly, the Evil Chess Venerable's face changed, and he was shocked: "You are!" At this time, the Evil Chess Venerable suddenly thought that he had gone to the Evil Immortal Ancestor before, and happened to see his sixth junior brother Sword Evil Venerable leaving, and through inquiry, he learned that the Sword Evil Venerable was sent by the Evil Immortal Ancestor to kill the Grim Reaper who had not grown up, and at that time he had no interest in the Grim Reaper who had not yet grown up, so he didn't think much about it, thinking that the Sword Evil Venerable should easily complete the task of solving the Grim Reaper, and when he saw the Sword Evil Venerable again, he subconsciously thought that the Sword Evil Venerable had completed the task of solving the Grim Reaper.

Unexpectedly, now the Grim Reaper is not only not dead, but also extremely powerful, which is beyond his expectations.

At the same time, at this moment, he knew that Tian Ming's current cultivation had reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Venerable, and he knew that if it was an ordinary monk of the Immortal Venerable Great Perfection realm, he would dare to fight with it, but the god of death that had grown up was not trivial, and even he was deeply afraid.

Tianming raised his eyebrows and said, "Recognize me?"

The Evil Chess Venerable bowed his head and said, "I didn't expect it to be the Grim Reaper, it's a long way off!" His little eyes kept spinning, and his heart was constantly thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him. In the view of the Venerable Evil Chess, it is not necessary to win the battle, and it is still a loss of face to run, and only by talking about it first and gaining an in-depth understanding of the other party's thoughts can it be conducive to making the next move. As for the cruel words before, he was shameless to mention them at the moment.

The corners of Tianming's mouth rose and said, "There is no need for this. ”

The Evil Chess Venerable said, "I don't know why you came here this time?"

Tianming said: "I originally came to look for you, but I never thought that there would be an unexpected gain." ”

The Evil Chess Venerable took a deep breath and asked again, "I wonder what a generation of Death God is looking for me?"

Tian Ming said: "Don't you know everything! I came here this time for King Wen's gossip plate, which is the one in your hand." ”

When the Evil Chess Venerable heard this, his left hand holding the Bagua Plate of King Wen couldn't help shrinking.

Tianming said: "Shrink anything, I won't grab it." ”

The Evil Chess Venerable was shocked, "Don't you grab it hard?"

Tianming said: "Let's have a try, if I win, then this King Wen gossip plate will belong to me." ”

The Evil Chess Venerable's face sank, and he said, "What if I don't compare?"

Tianming said: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid of me? Or have you lost confidence in yourself and dare not face a strong person who is stronger than you?"

The face of the Evil Chess Venerable changed several times, and finally clapped his hands lightly, and said: "Awesome! I didn't expect the god of death to be a master in language, although I know that you are a radical general, but I still have to bet with you, after all, I am also a generation of immortals, and my face cannot be trampled on." "At the end of the day, it's all about momentum.

The corners of Tianming's mouth rose and said, "Okay, I have to say, I still appreciate your energy at this moment." ”

The Evil Chess Venerable said, "But since you proposed to compete, then the content of the competition is up to me. ”

Tian Ming stared into the eyes of the Evil Chess Venerable, and after about three breaths, he said slowly, "Yes." His words were simple, calm, and powerful, and invisibly revealed a domineering spirit that competed with each other.

The Evil Chess Venerable looked at Tianming deeply and said, "If you win this competition, you will get the Wenwang Bagua Plate, and if you lose, you will have to serve me for 10,000 years." ”

Tianming's eyes were like knives, and he said, "Yes." ”

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the Evil Chess Venerable's mouth, and he said, "Since you even agreed to this, then if I want to test whose chess skills are higher, you shouldn't refuse me!"

Tian Ming glanced at the Evil Chess Venerable, and then looked at the game of Remnant Chess on the Remnant Chess Cliff, and in an instant, Tian Ming was outside the object, as if he was in the world of Remnant Chess.

Seeing this, the Evil Chess Venerable was shocked, and when he was about to make a move, he suddenly stopped when he was about to do it.

"If he tests his chess skills with me, and I win, then he will obey my orders, and if I kill him at this time, will it not be tantamount to attacking my own people? But if I don't kill him at this time, I will no longer have the opportunity to kill him in the future, unless I win by virtue of my chess skills! Well, my chess skills are excellent, and it will not be a problem to beat him, and it seems that the killing will be talked about later! But now he is deeply trapped in the illusion of crippled chess, and it can take as little as one day or three days to recover his senses, and it seems that he will have to wait a little longer. After some thought, the Evil Chess Venerable began to make a good pot of tea for himself.

When the tea was brewed, Tianming came back to his senses, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He looked at the Evil Chess Venerable who was holding the teapot in his hand, and said, "I didn't expect you to have this Yaxing." As he spoke, he came to the side of the Evil Chess Venerable, took out a teacup, and said again: "Bring me a cup, let me see your craftsmanship." ”

Seeing that Tianming only used the kung fu of making a pot of tea, the Evil Chess Venerable walked out of the illusion of the remnant chess, and at the same time he was shocked and uncertain, when he heard that the other party dared to ask him for a cup of tea, his originally slightly open mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Tianming said: "Why? I won't even be willing to give a cup of tea!"

The Evil Chess Venerable said, "Don't talk about a cup of tea, why not give you a pot of tea?"

Tian Ming said, "Good Lak!" and reached for the pot of tea.

Watching the other party take away the pot of tea in his hand, the Evil Chess Venerable couldn't help but feel speechless.

Tianming poured a cup of tea for herself, then tasted it quietly, and said, "Not bad!"

The Evil Chess Venerable rolled his eyes and said, "Are you still comparable?"

Tianming smiled: "What's the matter? I feel that King Wen's gossip plate is hot! ”

The Evil Chess Venerable snorted coldly, pointed to a pair of exquisite jade chessboards, and said, "If you don't compare, please do it!"

Tianming smiled lightly: "Okay, since you are so anxious, then I will fulfill you, since you are a chess senior, then you can invite it first!"

The Evil Chess Venerable said: "The old man doesn't need you to let me go. ”

Tian Ming said: "Okay Lak!" said a son.

The Evil Chess Venerable's face twitched involuntarily, and he glanced at Tianming deeply, and then followed.

Three days later, the Evil Chess Venerable spewed out nine mouthfuls of old blood, looked at Tianming with a shocked face, and said in a trembling voice: "One more game." ”

Tianming smiled: "Yes." ”

Two days later, the Evil Chess Venerable spewed out three mouthfuls of old blood in a row, his eyes were full of unwillingness and struggle, and said, "Three wins in five games, let's kill another game." At this moment, his black hair was already gray, and his face was even more depressed.