"Kill !!"

On the chessboard, all the warrior phantoms that appeared on the chess pieces shouted angrily in unison.

Above these phantoms condensed a real terrifying murderous aura, as if each phantom was a veteran of battle.

He Mao Shanming's forehead was covered with layers of fine sweat, looking at the entire chessboard and the old monk sitting on the black side holding the chess position, like a wild beast that chose people to devour, and did not dare to take a step for a long time.

"The chess game has begun, donor, please!"

The black-clothed monk stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please.

There seemed to be a strange magic in his voice, and he felt as if his body was out of control, and he moved with difficulty to the red position.

When the young Onmyoji came back to his senses, he was already standing opposite the black-clothed monk, looking at the dark black figure, and he felt that he was staring into the pitch-black abyss.

"The donor holds the red chess, please the donor holds the son first."

The black-clothed monk's voice rang out again.

He Mao Sanming's eyes rolled back and forth on the chessboard, and for a moment he didn't know which move to take first.

Seeing that the chess player on the opposite side had not made a move for a long time, the black-clothed monk spoke again:

"Please donor, drop the !!"

His voice was still calm, but with an irreversible tone.

He Mao Shanming's heart trembled, and then his mind fell on a red "phase" in a panic.

The huge stone chess made a screeching sound on the ground and moved to the corresponding position.

Flying at the start, a typical defensive move.

Luo Mingzhang looked at the Oriental's starting hand and shook his head:

Judging from the previous shots, this Oriental Onmyoji is an enterprising and killing character.

At the beginning, he took a defensive position.

The momentum was taken away, and he fell against his will, and he was lost.

Luo Mingzhang looked at the black-clothed monk, if he couldn't figure it out, this phantom was an incarnation of the demon monk Yao Guangxiao who left in the formation by supreme means.

Possess the complete wisdom and memory of the demon monk.

The demon monk Yao Guangxiao in history relied on his calculations to help Zhu Di, the king of Yan, ascend to the supreme position, chess power is computing power, if so, then the real chess skills of this phantom will be very terrifying.

Above the chess game, a tragic tearing is underway.

On the defensive, he took the lead in capturing one of Black's pawns.

Luo Mingzhang frowned.

Sending a child?

This step, without any technical content, was deliberately sent to death by the black-clothed monk under the other party's "phase".

Luo Mingzhang saw that the phantom of the warrior on the pawn chess piece that was eaten shattered, and the chess piece that had lost its brilliance appeared outside the chessboard.

At this moment, a black light flew out from the black pawn's chess piece and shot into the center of Kamo Sanaki's eyebrows.

He Mao Shan Ming immediately felt that his soul power had immediately increased a little, and it was worth his months of penance.

The young Onmyoji had a happy face.

I didn't expect such benefits to be present in this chess formation.

He greedily looked at the black chess pieces on the chessboard, if he could win this chess game, his soul power would be greatly improved.

When the time comes, when he returns to the East, even if he faces the genius of the Abe family, he has the confidence to fight.

He even wanted to eat all the opponent's chess pieces, and seeing the "black pawn" that the opponent sent to him under his "phase" made him feel that the chess skills of this black-clothed monk were nothing more than that.

If he can capture all the opponent's pieces, he will get a greater benefit.

In the next few steps, he ate several of Black's pieces in a row, and sure enough, as he expected, every time he captured one of the opponent's pieces, a black light flew out of the chess pieces and entered his eyebrows, increasing his soul power.

The continuous benefits made him more and more excited.

Although he also lost two red "pawns", after his chess pieces were captured by the opponent, his soul power would be weakened accordingly.

But overall, he got more benefits.

He looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard, which were simply the elixirs placed in front of him!

The red pawns, under his control, began a full-scale attack......

Luo Mingzhang looked at the red man who was attacking on all fronts, and couldn't help but show a sneer.

As everyone knows, the black-clothed monk has laid a huge trap under the control of the black chess, just waiting for the red word to drill in.

When this Oriental Onmyoji controlled Hongzi's attack on all fronts, there was no chance of a reversal.

If he had continued to play on the defensive, he probably wouldn't have lost so quickly.

This is the faintness of the mind.

Lured by black, a gap appeared in Red's defense.

Immediately, after eight moves in a row, he was killed by black chess into the hinterland, and he was beaten without any power to fight back.

The loss of eight chess pieces in a row, the loss of soul power made his face pale, and bursts of sharp stinging pain came from the center of his eyebrows.

At this time, he regretted his greed for merit a little.

He Mao Shanming wanted to save the game, but when the red pieces fell, a voice sounded that made his heart tremble:

"General!"

A black "car", I don't know when, has arrived in front of Hong Shuai.

He was wiped out by the corporal, and before he could come to his senses, a sunspot engraved with the word "horse" smashed his "red handsome".

With a loud "bang", the phantom on the red handsome chess pieces was shattered on the spot, and even the entire chess game trembled.

The Onmyoji, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the corpse fell to the ground.

There is not a single drop left of the soul breath that dissipates in an instant.

"Concession, concession, it seems that the old man is still a step ahead."

The black-clothed monk's voice with a smile sounded, but it made people feel a trace of coldness.

Luo Mingzhang's eyes were fixed on the monk's shadow.

This bald head is really evil.

Worthy of the name of the demon monk.

He will achieve his desired goal in the most direct way, and he will not care at all how much it will cost him.

This price also includes himself.

In terms of pacifying the world, Liu Bei, Li Shimin and other people in power will take the damage of the people and soldiers as an important consideration criterion when formulating strategies, and try to put the people's livelihood, the lives of the people and soldiers first, even if it will prolong the time to pacify the world.

And the demon monk Yao Guangxiao may be similar to Cao Cao, using the most effective, direct, and rapid means to achieve his goals.

After the big break, the big rule will be carried out.

The blood and wails in between, were not in their consideration.

The chess path can represent the heart and character of a chess player, and it cannot be hidden at all.

The monk started the game with himself as a bait, luring the opponent to attack through huge benefits, dragging the red side's defense line apart, and quickly delivering a fatal blow.

This also contains a huge danger, and the slightest carelessness will lead to death.

"This result, did you expect?"

Hearing Yu Xi's voice ringing in Luo Mingzhang's ears.

He turned his head to look at the girl, and said with a smile:

"I'm not sure, but, since this chess array is the last line of defense of the Locking Dragon Array, it is impossible for a person with superb chess skills to win the Demon Monk Phantom and get the artifact, which is the key to determining the survival of the Great Array, it will not be such a child's play."

He didn't believe that a wise man with the name of a demon monk would not have thought of this layer.

This chess game is the demon monk's assessment of the character of the chess player.

The style and path of chess cannot be faked.

For unqualified chess players, he will not hesitate to thunder methods.

"In case the one who broke the formation was a traitor, got the artifact, released the demon dragon, and decorated the living beings, then Yao Guangxiao and Liu Bowen tried their best to capture the dragon and suppress it, aren't they busy in vain?"

Suddenly, he saw the phantom of the black-clothed monk looking at him.

The monk smiled and nodded slightly.

This bald head really has sanity.

Luo Mingzhang glanced over and chose not to look.

He didn't dare to assume that the monk had good intentions towards him.

This dead bald head is so wicked, who knows what the criteria for his selection are? Luo Mingzhang is not arrogant, thinking that he must meet the standard.

The inscriptions on the walls do not mention the risk of dying when playing in the chess formation.

That Onmyoji in the East, the corpse is still not cold!

He shouted at Prince Haoren:

"I said, "Hurry up! Work harder, and the artifact will be yours. ”

Prince Haoren's face was clouded.

He Mao Yamaaki is the highest among them in chess skills, although the others are dabbling, but they are by no means proficient, and continuing to play in the chess array is to deliver food.

The two Xia people on the opposite side had real combat strength above the fourth order.

At present, the combat strength of one's own side can no longer form an effective advantage......

After a moment of silence, Prince Haoren suddenly smiled and looked at Luo Mingzhang:

"Friend of Xia Guo, we have already tried a game, and I myself have lost an important best friend."

As he spoke, his expression became sad again.

"The purpose of both of us is to play in battle, and it is not appropriate for us to contribute only on the Oriental side!"

Luo Mingzhang gave a thumbs up to the young man in Oriental costumes: "If there is a ceiling for the archway of a bitch, you deserve it!" ”

Immediately, he looked at Prince Haoren with disdain:

"Didn't you just find out that there was danger and wanted me to be cannon fodder? Okay, but the artifact in the ancient temple is mine! ”

"This is nature, whoever breaks the formation, the artifact should belong to whom." Prince Haoren nodded and said.

Luo Mingzhang sneered:

"So refreshing?"

He walked towards the red chess piece, only to find that his hand was held by Yu Xi.

He turned his head and saw Yu Xi's eyes staring at him tightly.

In the girl's cold eyes, she couldn't hide her worry.

She clearly saw how the Oriental Onmyoji was gone.

I also clearly know what kind of danger this chess array contains.

Luo Mingzhang held the girl's hand:

"Don't worry, my uncle and grandfather are chess players, and they have never taken twenty steps in my hands."

He leaned his face close to Yu Xi's ear and whispered:

"I'm sure of the duel in the chess game, and after I enter the game, there is one thing that you need to pay attention to......"