Wei Jun Zhenren's eyes narrowed together, and he said half-loudly: "And it doesn't matter who is right or wrong?" If the two sect masters fell for no reason, but if they did not severely punish the murderers, where would the majesty of this sect be? This seat originally wanted Wuji Zhenren to cut off his arm, and the matter was revealed, but the little sister was so protective of him, and the brother-sister friendship could not be ignored. ”

Speaking of this, his fierce gaze passed through the crowd, fell on Mo Wentian's body, and said with a sneer: "Wuji Zhenren, I heard that you have strong mana and amazing powers, and you are a rare cultivation genius in Yunzhou for hundreds of years, but you don't know how brave you are?" ”

Mo Wentian stood up with a deep face, looked forward, and said in a deep voice: "What advice does Weijun Zhenren have?" It doesn't hurt to be straight. "Okay" Weijun Zhenren slapped his palm, and laughed loudly: "Wuji Zhenren, I wonder if you are interested in accompanying this seat to play a game of chess?" ”

Mo Wentian's expression was a little confused, he thought that Weijun Zhenren would rely on cultivation to bully each other, but he didn't expect him to suddenly want to play a game of chess, I really don't know why he said this?

"Wuji Zhenren, originally in terms of the mistakes you made, this seat can be directly killed by you, but Yujun's little sister can't help but give face, so you and I will play a game and determine your fate with chess, if you are not strong enough in chess and lose the game under this seat, then cut off your arm, and Wuji Gate will get out of Qinghe County from now on."

Wei Jun Zhenren sneered, and continued: "If you are a good chess player, not only will you be exempted from any punishment, but also the 100,000 yuan of inferior products that Qinghe County wants to raise will be borne by this seat. When he said this, his eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light, and he said in a cold voice: "Wuji Zhenren, I wonder if you have the courage to play a game with this seat?" ”

Although Mo Wentian understands very well in his heart that the game that Weijun Zhenren said must be extraordinary, it is definitely not as simple as playing chess in the secular world, and it is not easy to win the game, but he is already difficult to ride a tiger now, although Yujun Zhenren can protect his thoughtfulness, but people can only gain dignity by themselves, Weijun Zhenren has already drawn the way, and he has the reason to be timid.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Wentian looked calm, and said loudly: "Since Weijun Zhenren has this Yaxing, I will accompany you to play a game." ”

"Okay, it's refreshing" Weijun Zhenren Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, and then brushed his sleeves and said: "It's too low in this place, it's better to go to the cultivation dojo outside to play." Renjun Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled: "Thirteenth brother, I heard that you got a high-grade magic weapon Qiankun Flag Plate, and the second brother just went to observe the power." ”

Yujun Zhenren frowned and was silent, her gaze quickly swept over Mo Wentian, and there was a faint worry in her eyes.

Wei Jun Zhenren looked around with cold eyes, and said with a loud smile: "Second brother, little sister, and the sect masters of the counties, you all came to watch the chess, so you can be a witness." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, surrounded by the eight True Transmission disciples, he strode towards the outside.

Renjun Zhenren's bell-like voice laughed, the life and death of the Wuji Zhenren naturally had nothing to do with him, so he naturally took it as a lively scene, and left the hall behind Weijun Zhenren surrounded by the eight true disciples. Yujun Zhenren's face was faintly sad, and he sighed slightly, then slowly got up from his seat, and walked out of the sect hall accompanied by the four true disciples.

Immediately followed by the suzerains of each county, dozens of suzerains led by Fubao Zhenren, were full of schadenfreude, as if they wished that Wuji Zhenren had failed in the game, and since then Yunzhou has been peaceful; The five or six sect masters, led by the above Halal people, looked a little worried, and they didn't want the Wuji Gate to die in Yunzhou from now on.

In addition, the vast majority of sect masters are irrelevant, just like the mentality of Renjun Zhenren, just as a lively game, no matter what the outcome of the game is? It's a good thing for them. …,

At that moment, the sect masters of all the monarchs walked out of the main hall of the sect, and Mo Wentian walked out of the main hall after the most reluctant, but he saw that around the cultivation dojo, there were three deputy heads, the true disciples of the Ascension Immortal Gate, and the sect masters of the counties, although they were not very numerous, but the discussion between them was in an uproar. Mo Wentian stepped forward silently, but said in a deep voice: "But I don't know how Weijun Zhenren wants to play?" ”

Wei Jun Zhenren snorted coldly, and patted it in the treasure bag on his waist, and immediately a delicate chessboard flew above his head, and it grew larger at an extremely fast speed, just in the blink of an eye, there was a radius of dozens of zhang, covering the sky and the sun, quietly floating in the air.

Wei Jun Zhenren's long sleeves waved, and the huge and friendless chessboard fell with a bang, covering the entire cultivation dojo almost completely, the chessboard was rectangular, with nine parallel vertical lines on it, and ten parallel horizontal lines crisscrossing it, forming countless small squares, which were exactly the same as the chessboard of secular chess, and there was a gap in the middle, and this was the boundary between the two sides. Weijun Zhenren suddenly shook his long sleeves, stepped on the chessboard like a big bird, stood proudly within the nine palaces of the chessboard in the east, and laughed loudly: "Wuji Zhenren, please quickly board the chessboard, the two of us, the main generals of both sides, take the chasm as the boundary to hold each other." ”

"It turns out that Weijun Zhenren's chessboard is a high-grade magic weapon, which is really an eye-opener." Mo Wentian exclaimed, and immediately flew onto the chessboard, standing firmly within the Western Nine Palaces, and confronted Weijun Zhenren coldly across the chasm. ”

After he stood still, Wei Jun Zhenren touched the treasure bag on his waist, grabbed dozens of red chess pieces in his hand, and said with a cold expression: "Wuji Zhenren, we each hold fifteen chess pieces, as long as we attack the boss, we can win." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw the dozens of chess pieces over, Mo Wentian was in a daze, waved his sleeve and grabbed all the red chess pieces in his hand, checked them with his divine sense, and suddenly his expression suddenly rose.

The fifteen red chess pieces in his hand, each with a word printed on it, have a rook, horse, artillery, and pawn, as if it is the fifteen chess pieces of chess, but the brilliance of these chess pieces is strong and weak, and the weakest power is the five pawn chess pieces, which seem to be only the defective products of the fourth-order magic weapon, and the strongest power is the two rook-word chess pieces, the red light on them is dazzling, it seems that they are all fifth-order magic weapons, and the remaining thirteen chess pieces are all fourth-order magic weapons.

Mo Wentian was playing with those chess pieces in his hand, but his heart was full of turbulence, these chess pieces were the evolution of the chessboard in front of him, which could be nurtured from the chessboard endlessly, it was really amazing, this chessboard of high-grade magic weapons had been given certain rules by refiners, and magic weapons with rules were not only rare, but also far more powerful than magic weapons of the same level.