Does it have to rain to be worthy of a good enough duel?

Maybe it's just to wash away the blood with a rain.

Bai Hong came to Jiangnan Villa with endless coercion, Yang Qiyun, who was sitting in the backyard, slowly stood up, held the "Conduct Rules" written by the Rite King with his right hand, and grabbed the big feather weave on his body with his left hand, came to the open space in the backyard, and looked up at Sun Zhongjing.

Facing the oppression like Tianwei, Yang Qiyun actually smiled.

"Mr. Sun, you are finally here, Yang has been waiting for a long time, why don't you play a game of chess with Yang first?"

Yang Nuying stared at her eyes, leaning on the door frame, Sun Zhongjing and Yang Qiyun's voices were like brilliant heavenly might, which was deafening.

"Who is this? Yang Qiyun he ...... Can you study like this? ”

In Yang Nuying's inherent impression, the eldest brother Yang Qiyun is just a pedantic reader who abides by the rules and dogmas and talks about the teachings of saints such as "The Book of Rites" all day long.

Just when Yang Nuying looked at the middle-aged man hovering above the roof in shock, a blue light suddenly rose from the bottom of her feet, and the blue light gradually spread, and soon the entire Jiangnan Villa was included, and the most central place was also her eldest brother, Yang Qiyun's bedroom.

"I always thought that Yang Shangshu was a student of the first line of the soldier saint Chen Qin, after all, the military department is not something that a scholar can enter, but I really didn't expect that it was actually the first line of the saint of rites, and even inherited his Zhenlong chessboard."

Rules are etiquette, the trip of the holy king, all the things you ask for in your life are the word "rules", everything in the world must act in this rule, this is the etiquette.

Yang Qiyun was silent, and the sage book in his hand slammed into a cyan flame, and then turned into a pure sage power into Yang Qiyun's body, and his breath suddenly soared, and the chessboard that encompassed the entire Jiangnan Villa also changed from the original nineteen to thirty-six, and the changes in it were endless, one wrong step, one wrong step.

Sun Zhongjing, who was hovering above the roof, showed surprise in his eyes, and looked at Yang Qiyun below, his expression was slightly moved and pity.

"Yang Qiyun, with the help of the classics written by Wang Zhixing himself, he used the aura of a saint in it to briefly enter the peak of the Heavenly Power Realm, but how can the physique of a monk in the Middle Four Realms of yours withstand it? Whatever the outcome, you will die! ”

Sure enough, at this moment, even if Yang Qiyun was just somewhere, he had already exhausted all his strength, and hideous cracks appeared on his neck and face, and the cyan light flowed among them.

But he still had a smile on his face, even if his smile was no longer as handsome and extraordinary as before, and more of a disdain for death.

"Mr. Sun, you should know why Yang is in Jiangnan Villa, and what is the difference between life and death and Yang?"

As soon as the words fell, a crisp "pop" sounded, which seemed to knock on the hearts of everyone in Jiangnan Villa, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

On the clearing, Yang Qiyun raised his right hand, his index finger and middle finger twisted, and gently slapped it on the unwarranted chessboard, the wind was light, but his mouth and nose were already bleeding.

At the same time, a thunderbolt as thick as a child's arm suddenly descended above Sun Zhongjing's head, and after dodging sideways, the thunderbolt hit the main hall under his feet, instantly turning into powder, and on the blue light chessboard, a green light like a chess piece was left in the place where Sun Zhongjing stayed.

"Mr. Sun, you have no rules, you came to the master's house to play chess, and the first move was in Tianyuan?"

Luozi Tianyuan is a provocation.

Listening to Yang Qiyun's words, Sun Zhongjing frowned and looked at the place where he had just stayed, which was the Tianyuan position in the center, and Yang Qiyun's previous son was in the Tiankui position.

"Zhenlong chessboard?! It has long been rumored that once the Lisheng and the Wensheng played against each other, taking the world as a plate, and the sentient beings were the sons to determine the luck of the world, which was dominated by the school of thought to establish the position, although Yang Shangshu was far inferior to those two, but the entire Jiangnan Villa was used as a chessboard, which was also a big deal. ”

Zhenlong chessboard, can accommodate heaven and earth.

Yang Qiyun raised his hand and made a twist again.

"This piece of heaven and earth is within the rules of this Zhenlong chessboard, and since Mr. Sun has already fallen, he has to be careful."

"Smack!"

There was silence in heaven and earth, and only the sound of the falling son shook the heavens and the earth.

A white gas fell on Sun Zhongjing's side, and a rolling thunder went straight to Sun Zhongjing's head, the latter frowned, stepped on his left foot, and suddenly the thunder froze in mid-air, although it shook faintly, but it could not be pressed down a bit.

Sun Zhongjing instantly flashed aside, and a black gas entangled sunspot appeared at the foothold again, and the heavenly thunder fell immediately, Sun Zhongjing looked at the heavenly thunder, panting.

When manpower is poor, how can manpower resist Huanghuang Tianwei, just block the thunder of the sky, Sun Zhongjing is exhausted.

"This chessboard is used by two saints to play the world and decide the luck of the world, but there must be advantages and disadvantages, with his Yang Qiyun's cultivation of entering the realm of heavenly power, he wants to rely on this chessboard to emulate the saints, I'm afraid it is also stretched at the moment."

With this in mind, Sun Zhongjing breathed for a moment, stood up and looked at the situation on the chessboard.

I have never faced this precious chessboard before, with 36 vertical and horizontal paths, and its changes have already encompassed the extreme of heavenly changes.

"Mr. Sun, chess is not played like this, if you make a random move, the outcome may be doomed."

Yang Qiyun seemed to be in control of the entire chessboard, but at this moment, he was also bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he was using the chessboard urged by his essence blood, coupled with the sage's qi constantly washing his body, he was already strong at this moment, let alone trying to kill a great monk who was suspected of being in the Three Realms.

"But you can still hold Mr. Sun for the time being! Heavens! Seal the valve! ”

The third chess piece fell, and Sun Zhongjing, who was already in the corner, could not get out, the valve was sealed, and when there was no way to retreat, a thunderbolt fell again, and he could only give up one son at this moment.

He raised his hands, the thunder rolled, and when he hit Sun Zhongjing, his figure disappeared again and reappeared on a living land.

Sun Zhongjing looked at the long sleeves that were shattered by the thunder, and his arms were already scorched red at the moment.

"Mr. Sun is worthy of being a monk of the Upper Three Realms, but what can he do?"

Yang Qiyun once again fell on the top of the Taijiao, this place is a living land, Sun Zhongjing looked at the falling son, closed his eyes, and tried to figure out the mystery in it.

"Since it is the chessboard of the trip of the Holy King, I am afraid that I can only come according to the rules, I knew that I would learn chess with Jin Qi well, and I would not be so passive, I can only rely on myself."

Jin Qi, the sage of chess, is said to be the founder of the vertical and horizontal together, and the way of yin and yang changes in heaven and earth created the art of warp and weft, and he has been fighting against the way of heaven all his life, and was finally forcibly assimilated by this side of heaven and earth, and no one knows about it anymore.

After pondering for a moment, Sun Zhongjing opened his eyes, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in the Yiyang position.

Yang Qiyun looked at Luozi and frowned slightly, his fingers twisted lightly, and then fell heavily.

"Oh? Let me see Mr. Sun, how good you are?! ”

The sound of falling children, the sound of thunder rolling in the sky is endless, the chessboard suddenly surges, the two of you kill you come and go, a small chessboard, the world changes to the extreme.

Yang Nuying leaned against the door frame, looking at the thunder in a daze, shocking.

"This is the handiwork of immortals!"

At this moment, on the roof of Pinghu Villa, everyone looked at the southernmost part of Lingzhou City, and the thunder illuminated the entire Lingzhou City as bright as day.

"This is? Immortals?! ”

Although it is nearly a hundred miles away, it can be seen clearly in Pinghu Villa, and Xu Yue is shocked to speak with a wine jug in one hand.

"Li Jianxian, Mr. Sun said that you put me together, and the matter has come to this point, so I don't care, but now I don't know what else I can't know?"

Li Canglan drank wine and did not answer Wei Zigeng's question, but asked a strange question.

"If the man surnamed Sun hadn't been able to kill that person for me, would you still have fulfilled your promise to him and save that child?"

Although Wei Zigeng had doubts, he didn't think about it at all, and said:

"Even if he doesn't make a move today, just to see that he can make more people who should have died alive, and I will help him."

When Li Canglan heard this, he didn't look at Wei Zigeng from beginning to end, but just said "um" and nodded with a smile.

Fuling Village, in the pine forest, Qingfu Xianbai Zhenliu looked at the Dao Dao Heavenly Thunder in the distance, his eyes were full of fiery expressions, and the twenty-four flying swords went back and forth between the meridians, with the help of the surging aura hovering over Lingzhou City at the moment, he hit his limit again and again, trying to make the last struggle.

"Poor Dao has been trapped in the Heavenly Power Realm for many years and has never been able to grasp the essentials, Mr. Sun, since you have already made a move, then help Poor Dao to win that opportunity!"

Shangshengtang, under the peach tree.

Zhang Ruojing, who was cleaning up the herbs on the bamboo curtain, stopped his movements, then looked up at the location of Jiangnan Villa, thought for a while, and then immediately trotted back to the wooden house, and took out a quaint wooden box from under the bed.

Blowing off the dust on it, Zhang Ruojing took out two yellowed books and a piece of jade from the wooden box.

After looking at the objects in his hand for a moment, he put the wooden box back under the bed, ran out of the wooden house and put the things in the trunk of the peach tree, and then continued to pack up the herbs as if nothing had happened.

In the Happy Building, the Jianghu people who were still drinking heard the sound of the thunder on the ground, and they rushed to the roof, even if they were separated by dozens of miles, but this brilliant Tianwei still made them palpitate.

Liu Weixuan stood in the guest room of the Happy Building, burned a file about Jiangnan Villa in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, the emperor's order is difficult to disobey, Jiangnan Villa must be destroyed, leaving such a living mouth is also the official's benevolence and righteousness."

Inside Gangnam Villa.

Nearly 200 hands later, Jiangnan Villa was already devastated, and the maids and servants in the villa were killed and wounded, some were still wriggling on the ground, and some did not even have corpses left.

Sun Zhongjing supported the ground with one hand, panting, the originally flowing robe was already tattered at this time, blood was talking about his forehead, and his arms were dripping, embarrassed.

And Yang Qiyun is also uncomfortable at the moment, the backlash brought by the Zhenlong chessboard makes him bleed from his seven orifices, and his body in the Yuheng Realm is strong enough to support the Heavenly Power Realm, which is almost shattered at this moment.

Yang Qiyun covered his heart, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and after adjusting his breath slightly, he forced a smile and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sun. Yang also narrowly defeated a son, your chess strength is really not good. ”

Yang Qiyun's return to Jiangnan Province this time was precisely on the order of the new Kandi Li Dai, in order to support Sun Zhongjing before the mocking wind guard arrived.

"Since the rise of Pinghu Villa thirty years ago, coupled with the rebirth of the ethereal Heavenly Palace, the fall of my Jiangnan Villa has been a certainty! Now that Mr. Sun alone has saved the lives of my father and Nuying, I have no regrets about Yang Qiyun's death! ”

Yang Bofan's face was wrinkled, and his eyes looked through the layers of courtyard walls, and he saw Yang Qiyun, who was seriously injured but still holding on, with tears in his eyes.

"It's Dad, I'm sorry for your brothers and sisters!"

Yang Nuying relied on the boudoir door, and under the full protection of Yang Qiyun, this room became the only intact on the ruined wall.

In an instant that he didn't even notice, a tear quietly crossed his cheek.

"Brother!"

Twenty-five years have passed, and Yang Nuying has never called Yang Qiyun "brother" again, although he is afraid that he will not hear it with his own ears again.

There is a way that:

Zhenlong's chess game is square in the sky, and Jiangnan Villa is thundering.

The heavenly palace is exhausted, and the immortals show the way and do nothing.

What is the fate of Gangnam Villa? Let's see the next breakdown.