Meng Jiu'er subconsciously wiped the storage bag that was dying, and suddenly his divine sense penetrated.

"Senior Sister Jiu'er, come on, ......"

"Senior Sister Ziling, come on, ......"

Soon, the sound of cheering for Zi Ling drowned out the voices of Sanyuan and Sixi.

When Zi Ling heard this sound of Chaohai, she instantly gained confidence, in her impression, Meng Jiu'er had never had a half-inch weapon, not to mention that even if she had, it couldn't compare to her Tianshu Sword.

"Boom-"

"Let's go!"

Ah Jiu hooked his lips and smiled: "Senior sister takes it!" ”

As soon as these words came out, thousands of darts like black dots appeared on Ah Jiu's head, accompanied by Meng Jiu'er's loud shout:

"Out!"

The black pressed dots with parabolic black lines and tails brushed towards the purple spirit.

"Oh my God!"

"I'm good, so many ......"

"The Art of Imperial Objects......

Zi Ling's pupils shrank, not to be outdone, a move was displayed, and the Tianshu Sword in his hand instantly transformed into countless swords rushing towards him.

All of a sudden, sparks erupted on the field.

"Greedy wolf!" Meng Jiu'er said in a low voice.

Who knew that seeing the Purple Spirit's Tianshu Sword hum instantly, it was as if there were two forces sandwiching the sword body.

Zi Ling's pupils shrank, and the aura blessed by gritting his teeth was instilled on the sword body, trying to control it.

Until a mouthful of blood falls from the side of the lip.

"Ahh......h

At this critical moment, everyone stood up.

Even Shao Yan, who was eliminated, looked straight at her: "Zi Ling be careful......

This was obviously a backlash, and he rushed forward, only to be bounced back by a powerful force.

Shao Yan looked fixedly: "Master." ”

"Stand down."

With a wave of his sleeves, Zixiao Zhenren collected all the sword qi of the backlash Tianshu Sword in his sleeve, and with a wave of his sleeve, a wave of anger swept away the sky and turned into several delicate heavenly thunders.

With a click, the Tianshu Sword fell to the ground.

Falling in front of Zi Ling, she gasped for breath, her face was covered with cold sweat, and her eyes looked at Meng Jiu'er with fear.

At this moment, no one in the audience dared to speak.

Ah Jiu looked back at the high platform, only to see Zixiao Zhenren arching his hand at the people around him:

"Uncle Shi, you decide."

Ah Jiu didn't know who Zixiao Zhenren's master was, so he just waited.

Twilight met Zi Ling's frightened eyes, Ah Jiu didn't say a word, looked up at the sky, waiting for the setback.

"My Dao name Chaoyang, I am your uncle and ancestor, in today's competition, Meng Jiu'er won, in the next game, the old man will come up with a question and play chess."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"This ...... How did you get a chess test? ”

"That's not the point, where did this uncle come from? Haven't heard of it. ”

"yes, I didn't ...... either"

Just when everyone was talking, a few gongs and drums were noisy.

The two carried a table and placed it in the center of the field, one black and one white pot for Go, and a pair of soft cushions.

At the table, she sighed, she couldn't help her, she didn't know how to play chess, but she also regretted it a little, the master was a master of chess, but she didn't learn it well.

Sixi Nunu's mouth: "It's enough to choke." ”

"Who do you think is enough?" I was a little curious to hear Sixi, who hadn't participated in the competition, say this.

"They're both choking." Sixi touched his chin:

"Senior Sister Ziling, if she can sit down and play chess, her temperament will change a lot, she won't be able to do it at all, but I haven't seen her understand the ninth girl."

Xiao Xiao was stunned: "How do you know that Jiu'er doesn't understand?" ”

"Oops!" Sixi said: "Can't see this? Black and white are yin and yang, and the little sister didn't find a way to crack the enchantment in my master's courtyard, so she definitely didn't understand yin and yang, and she couldn't play chess. ”

I gasped, I see.

The scene fell silent.

Ah Jiu looked at the lattice on a plate and had a little headache, where to put this?

The purple spirit on the opposite side also gritted his teeth angrily, why did he play chess in the competition? Who the hell is that old man who spoke? When will the head master be such an uncle?

Ah Jiu pinched a chess piece, and he couldn't throw it directly on the chessboard.

Just when he was hesitating, the little stone in Ah Jiu's arms became hot: "Jiu'er, do you remember Hetuluoshu?" You can play casually now, even if you don't remember Hetu Luoshu, it doesn't matter, Zi Ling, she doesn't know how to play chess at all. ”