Zhao Hui, the crown prince of Zhao State, was anxious when he heard it:

"Scarlet Smoke!

Are you playing with Prince Ben? ”

The scarlet girl pouted and looked aggrieved:

"That's right.

How did you find out? ”

"Hahahaha!"

The third son, Yingtian, and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, laughed heartily.

I feel that Zhao Hui, the prince of Zhao State, is not only stupid, but also stupid and pitiful!

"You ......"

Zhao Hui, the crown prince of Zhao State, felt deeply humiliated.

I want to beat the scarlet girl.

But I really can't do it.

I want to scold the scarlet girl.

But I can't get out of my mouth.

It can only be incompetent and furious.

On the side, the face is red and the neck is thick and angry.

Wait for the scarlet girl to finish playing Zhao Hui, the prince of Zhao State.

The third son, Yingtian, and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, have just entered the topic.

"Scarlet Girl.

Reverse scales!

I want it! ”

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, also took the lead:

"My son is too!"

The Scarlet Girl put down the sword box in her hand and said with some fear:

"What if the girl doesn't give it?"

The third prince Yingtian smiled faintly:

"Then I'll grab it!"

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, is not so domineering.

Euphemistically:

"I'll trade something of the equivalent for it!"

"Hahahaha!"

The scarlet girl looked at the domineering third son Yingtian and the euphemistic Korean ninth son Han Fei covered her mouth and laughed for a long time.

"Look at the two of you.

Ben girl knows.

If not, it will be given to you.

I want to come to the swordsmanship teacher Gai Nie of the third son.

Wei Zhuang, the companion of the Ninth Prince, would not agree.

They must still be around! ”

“……”

The third son, Yingtian, and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, did not answer, which cannot be denied.

Zhao Hui, the crown prince of Zhao State, heard that the two ruthless people were still nearby.

Although greedy for the beauty of the scarlet girl.

But for now, life is at stake.

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie are not joking.

In his heart, he only thought about waiting for the third prince to win the sky and then slowly clean up the scarlet girl.

He is the crown prince of Zhao State, what is he afraid of.

So he disappeared into here.

Scarlet Girl picked up the sword box.

walked to the third son Yingtian and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei.

"This sword is scrap metal in this girl's hand.

It is a broken sword in itself.

It's of no use to this girl.

I don't understand why you two are so obsessed with this sword. ”

Scarlet Girl said as she placed the sword box on the ground.

Then the sword box was opened.

Moment.

The entire sword box quickly emitted a strong black qi.

In an instant, it was filled with the third son Yingtian, the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, and the scarlet girl.

The Scarlet Girl said calmly:

"Since you want it so much.

Then let it take its pick!

Ben girl is leaving! ”

With that, the Scarlet Girl disappeared into the Prince's Mansion.

And the third prince Yingtian and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, stared at the broken sword and reverse scales in the sword box.

I don't know if it's true or not.

Until they saw the broken sword in the sword box.

The body of the sword is blue and black, and the ancient sword is broken, and the sword body is broken into several sections, and the hilt of the sword is a fierce beast pattern.

It appears with extremely heavy yin energy.

The moment Scarlet Girl opened the sword box, a strange sound of rustling sounded everywhere, and the surrounding environment instantly became eerie.

The third son, Yingtian, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, were confirmed.

When I was in the Green Willow Villa Yi Bao Pavilion before.

Scarlet Girl said.

The sword is a murder weapon, and the famous sword is more spiritual, and it is necessary to choose a strong master, so that more lives can be killed and the sword can drink blood, and the sword spirit is the most powerful and most suitable undead among the previous owners of this sword.

Through the thick black qi yin.

The sword box was interrupted, and the sword scales gradually floated a soul.

It's the same sword spirit as the last time I saw it.

Delicate armor.

Majestic and domineering temperament.

White hair.

Especially the black strip of cloth that covers the eyes.

It's even more mysterious and weird.

"Do you both want it?"

The sword spirit in the famous sword against the scales said to the third prince Yingtian and the ninth prince of South Korea, Han Fei.

"That's right!"

The third son, Yingtian, and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, said it almost at the same time.

"Then prove which of you two is stronger!

I only follow the strong! ”

After the sword spirit finished speaking.

His hands were aimed at the face of the third son, Yingtian, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

In a trance.

The consciousness of the third son, Yingtian, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, was substituted into a different world by the sword spirit.

In this otherworld.

The third prince wins the sky and the ninth son of Korea stands on a huge chessboard.

"Let's get started!

Victorious people!

It's my master!

I will protect him for the rest of my life! ”

On the huge chessboard, the body of the sword spirit appeared from time to time.

is staring at the third prince Yingtian and the ninth son of South Korea Han Fei.

The third prince wins the sky, and he is the twelve saints in the world.

Not to mention that the force is strong and invincible.

The talent of the conductor is unparalleled.

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, is currently comparable to the twelve saints in the world.

Count as half a saint.

The only thing that is inferior to a saint is the force value.

It can be said that there is no force value.

Therefore, the third prince Yingtian was very ashamed of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea:

"Han Fei!

I'm sorry!

I'd love to reverse the scales!

So I'm sorry! ”

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, smiled coldly:

"Win the day! The show is going to underestimate me! ”

The third son won the sky and took the lead in attacking.

Pulling out Qin Jian, he killed Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, on the other side of the chessboard.

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, had seen the swordsmanship of the third prince winning the sky before.

Self-knowledge is definitely not an opponent.

But he still pulled out Han Jian and killed the third prince to win the sky.

Merely.

While the two of them were swordsmanship.

I didn't expect my body to move.

Rather, it resembles something like a soul.

Just like yourself.

They are all armed with long swords and rush to kill.

Like a soul out of the body.

It's just that it's still controlled by your own brain.

The third prince Yingtian and the ninth prince of South Korea, Han Fei, immediately understood that this was the means of the sword spirit in the famous sword against the scales.

In this way, you can not only distinguish the superior, but also not let the other party get hurt.

And so.

The third prince Yingtian and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Feichong, were killed in one place.

The third son wins the sky sword and learns from the vertical and horizontal family Gai Nie.

Nature is different.

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, learned the art of sword fighting from the six arts of Confucianism.

Although it's okay to deal with ordinary people.

But dealing with the third son is like a child.

"Hahahaha!

Han Fei, my good brother.

Since we're a soul test.

Then I'll play a good trick on you! ”

The third prince wins the sky, holds his own swordsmanship, and is clever and constantly plays Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, who is a little clumsy.

After three or four tricks.

The third prince won the sky and stabbed the body of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

It's just that Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, was not injured.

The main body watched as his soul was stabbed by the sword of the soul of the third son.

"Win the day!

Don't get too complacent! ”

Han Fei's ontological mind of the ninth son of South Korea moved again.

Unexpectedly, the soul of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea in the third son of Yingtian, was instantly split into five himself.

It's just the same shape.

But there is no face of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

The face of each of the soul clones of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, is written separately: greed, hatred, hatred, hatred, love!

The third son was really surprised:

"I didn't expect to be able to play like this?"

On the chessboard, the famous sword that looks down on the gods explains:

"Wait for what you think.

Everything on the chessboard can be transformed.

Win the day!

You're a great swordsman.

This is unfair to Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea!

So the competition is not necessarily swordsmanship.

Music, Knowledge, Totem......

What's going on in your head.

What will happen on this chessboard.

As long as you can win the other party.

It doesn't matter! ”

The third prince Yingtian nodded:

"Then I'll have it all right!"

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, said calmly:

"Greed, hatred, hatred, love! Five beetles too!

Invincible in the world!

What do you win with the winning day? ”

The soul clones of the five Korean ninth sons Han Fei besieged the third prince Yingtian.

This time.

The third son, Yingtian, obviously felt that the souls of the five Korean ninth sons Han Fei were not like people.

It's a kind of floating ghost, or consciousness.

Thought.

Kill without dying.

On the contrary, I only need to touch it once.

The soul incarnation will be polluted by a point.

until it is completely passed.

That is equivalent to being defeated by the five most powerful beetles in the world as Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea: greed, hatred, hatred, and love.

The third prince Yingtian smiled faintly:

"In that case!

You're welcome to be that son, hahahaha! ”

The soul incarnation of the third son Yingtian also disappeared.

The third son, who was standing in place, Yingtian, spread out his hands and shouted at the chessboard:

"The sea is at the end of the sky, and the mountain is the peak.

I win the sky is the lord of China, the emperor of Kyushu!

I'm going to be at the top of the world! ”

The soul clone of the disappeared three sons Yingtian reappeared.

It's just that a huge mountain peaks that grow crazy up like crazy appeared at the feet.

The huge mountain peak grows dozens of meters with every few tens of meters of elevation.

The entire board will be enlarged in relative proportion.

Therefore, the mountain peak under the soul clone of the third prince has suddenly become a mountain that shuttles through the clouds.

But still in the corner of the chessboard.

And on top of the mountain.

The soul clone of the three sons is proud and lonely.

Carry it with both hands.

coldly looked at the five doppelgangers of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, who were like ants on the chessboard: greed, hatred, hatred, and love.

"Here comes the sword!"

The third prince who is located on the top of the mountain wins the heavens, and the soul clone looks up to the sky with long sleeves.

The sky of the huge chessboard instantly flashed and thundered, and the wind and rain continued.

A huge storm vortex was formed.

A huge fairy sword floated out of the whirlpool.

The soul clone of the third prince Yingtian flew directly above the huge fairy sword.

Directly from the sky, he slashed towards the five soul clones of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, with lightning speed.

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, also understood the rules of this chessboard at this moment.

That's how big a person's pattern is.

You can conjure up something more powerful.

Thus winning.

In the face of the collapse of the three sons to win the sky.

The five soul clones of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

Naturally, it can't be resisted.

Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, immediately thought of his own totem in his heart - gluttony.

On the chessboard, the five soul clones of Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, gathered together again.

It has become a gluttony the size of a hill.

Facing the three sons who descended from the sky and controlled the fairy sword, they won the sky.

The mouth was opened.

The third son wins the sky and doesn't understand.

Although I think it's ridiculous.

But there was no carelessness.

The moment the huge fairy sword stabbed at the gluttony.

Glutton's originally small mouth.

The land turned into a black abyss.

Directly swallow the tip of the fairy sword that can collapse the sky and the earth.

The third son won the sky and then understood.

If he doesn't leave the Immortal Sword.

It is estimated that he will also be devoured by the insatiable gluttonous mouth.

Then he is defeated.

"Xuanniao Shengshang!

Feng out of Qishan!

Blue Bird Bless Qin! ”

The third prince Yingtian shouted in his mouth.

The huge mountains on the chessboard disappear.

The giant fairy sword vanished.

A mysterious bird with a mysterious light flew in the sky.

The soul clone of the third prince Yingtian sat on top of the Xuanniao.

Attack the slow-moving gluttony.

And so on.

The third son, Yingtian, and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, did their best to see the moves.

On the entire chessboard, there is either a dragon impact.

Either there are thousands of troops fighting each other.

All in all, it's very lively.

Everything that appears in the imagination or in reality.

It's all over the board.

The third son Yingtian and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, were both shocked:

I didn't expect him and I to be evenly matched!

The famous sword Reverse Scale Sword Spirit floating on the chessboard watched all this quietly.

Zhang San, who was outside the main hall, waited for a long time.

Although Zhao Hui, the crown prince of Zhao State, has already returned here.

But I haven't seen the third son Yingtian and the ninth son of South Korea Han Fei for a long time.

So he was a dog and a man, and a fox was a fake tiger.

In addition, following the third son to win the sky, he heard about it.

Pretending to be a ghost, he scared Zhao Hui, the prince of Zhao State, and his subordinates.

Except for Zhao Hui, the crown prince of Zhao State.

All of them were bluffed by Zhang San.

Zhang San went to find the third son, Yingtian, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

Wait until you arrive at the back house.

Just before seeing a palace.

There was an extremely strange scene.

The third son, Yingtian, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, stood on the left and right sides of a sword box.

Look at each other.

Like a wooden man.

Motionless.

"What's the situation?"

Zhang San didn't know what he meant.

Hurry up and take a closer look.

It was found that the broken sword in the sword box was the famous sword reverse scale that the third prince Yingtian desperately wanted.

It's not that Zhang San has a good memory.

It was the last time it was in the Green Willow Villa Yi Bao Pavilion.

Everyone wanted the broken sword.

Zhang San was able to remember.

Looking at it again, the motionless third son, Yingtian, and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, were still looking at each other.

When the two looked at each other.

The eyes did not blink.

Even more sweat on his forehead.

Zhang San touched the third son, Yingtian, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

It was found that the two of them had been feverish.

The sweat from his body had already soaked the robe.

"What's wrong with the two of them?

Evil? ”

Zhang San had the courage to wave his palms in front of the faces of the third son, Yingtian, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

Paradoxically.

The third son, Yingtian, and the ninth son of South Korea, Han Fei, still remained unmoved.

The gaze is glazed over, like wood.

Zhang San naturally didn't dare to directly slap the master and the third son to win the sky.

I thought that the third prince Yingtian liked the famous sword and the scales very much.

Right now.

Why don't you hurry up and pretend to be dedicated to the third prince to win the sky.

Zhang San went to touch the sword box.

Just moved the position of the sword box slightly.

The third son, Yingtian, who was originally standing in place, was light and motionless, and Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea.

I don't know how many rounds of fighting have been in my mind.

Until now, there has been no winner.

Until Zhang San accidentally touched the sword box.

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