Nangong's chessboard is black and white, and the last white piece is suspended in his hand.

Fu Yu pressed the back of the black broken knife with his left hand, and with a "bang", the fragile golden wall shattered in response, like fireflies hanging in the air, and the starlight shattered.

Then the golden barrier of the whole city dissipated together, and the gold dust was sprinkled on Chang'an.

Fu Yu's knife was more than stopping, and the fall became more and more urgent, but he saw that above the city tower, someone jumped out in one step and raised his knife to the sky.

It was General Chang'an Wei who cultivated Yan Shu, holding a standard rainforest knife, and slashed out from the bottom to the top.

Nangong sat silent, and the chess pieces in the golden chessboard traced back, returned one by one, and returned to Nangong's hands. He held black in one hand and white in the other, and a total of 361 chess pieces stood on top of both hands, gradually merging into one, turning into two long swords, black and white.

The nineteen vertical and horizontal paths in front of him gradually dissolved, intertwining into a piece of golden battle armor, covering the white robe of Nangong.

The fragile conceit of those years finally turned into inferiority under the impact again and again.

On the golden chessboard, there are always more black than white ones, that is the inner demon.

His chessboard has never been in battle, and has always been only powerful.

White is hope, black is disappointment.

After returning from the battlefield, he never believed in himself again.

But he believed the man, the clear gaze of the white clothes in the crowd, which never made him doubt.

The chessboard is armor, the sunspot is the sheath, and the white is the blade.

At this time, Nangong, holding a black sheath and a white sword, stood up from the ground again.

Xiu Yan Yan's knife drawing style was vulnerable to a blow under the sword of the god of war in Jialou, and it was broken when touched, and even the knife and people fell from the air, embarrassed.

Seeing Nangong standing on his side, the black knife forced down, Xiu Yan Lian actually had the leisure to take out the wine bag from his waist and take a sip, and threw the remaining half of the bag to Nangong.

Nangong, who has never drunk alcohol, did not refuse this time, regardless of the power of the black knife, he raised his head and took a sip, and before he could cope with the violent discomfort in his throat, he drew his sword to chase the moon and stabbed towards the night sky.

The black sword fell silently, as if the night wind had been drunk, but the white sword was like the rising sun and the scorching sun, and the light was thousands.

One black and one white, one dark and one bright, one annihilation and one rebirth.

It seems that they are destined opponents, and finally meet in the world from their respective places, either under the nine shadows or above the nine heavens.

Darkness will eventually swallow up light.

There was a long silence, and the light that the naked eye did not dare to look at directly exploded, but not a single sound could be heard.

The white sword, as if the light of the world was swept heroically for a moment, was still like day thousands of miles away.

The black knife seemed to devour the sound of the world in a flash, and there was silence on the left and right sides of the ear.

It was at this moment that everyone present encountered the strangeness that they had only seen in their lives, and after the brilliant explosion, it was so quiet.

It is as if the naughty gods deprived the world of their hearing, and returned it to all beings before the world awakened.

A moment later, there was a deafening explosion that almost shattered the heads of everyone present, but the brilliant white light was torn apart by the black knife, leaving only darkness.

With such a strong contrast, everyone who stimulated them was deaf and blind, and lost their six senses.

So almost everyone chose to close their eyes and cover their ears, and only when they could finally feel the wind blowing, did they dare to open their eyes and look at the two people in the center of the battlefield.

They are eager to know the final outcome of this battle that almost covers the sky.

However, when the light finally returned to its original battlefield, people were disappointed to find that this was not the end.

The black sword and the white sword confront each other in the air, the black sword cannot cut down the white sword, and the white sword cannot force the black sword back.

The two sides were at such a stalemate, but suddenly Fu Yulang laughed: "Okay!

Nangong was silent, blocking this knife had consumed all his mind, and he had to be distracted. The god of war in Jialou was not his own enemy, but fortunately, the day of Shennong's birth gave him the opportunity to dredge the meridians and strengthen his muscles and bones, and enhance the power of Xuanwu. Only then did he secretly order it in the white night, turning defense into attack, and only then did he have the power of this white sword, which could withstand Fu Yu's knife.

Fu Yu seemed to be having a good time, and said: "Earlier, there was a person who did not know where he came from, and asked my subordinates to show mercy. At this time, the first battle, I know how to worry. Come on, fight hard, I'm going to contribute!"

Nangong said "It's going to be bad", and even silently scolded a dirty word about Fu Yu's biological mother, and then watched Fu Yu's left hand touch the pitch-black broken knife, and at the fracture, Chiyan was born.

The red flame condensed, wrapped around the blade, and grew two feet, so the two-foot-long pitch-black broken knife turned into a four-foot-long red flame long knife.

Where the White Light Sword and the Chiyan Long Knife touched, it was instantly scorched, and before Nangong could react, the White Sword had been burned and broken by the Chiyan Long Knife.

Nangong fell in a panic, and the fire on the knife was reflected in his eyes, and he finally knew why the fire in Chang'an he had just seen.

He looked at the crowd again, looking for Bai Ye's figure, his expression flustered, just as he had met at the beginning.

But no matter how much he searched, he could no longer see the white robe that reassured him.

"Is he finally disappointed in me......" Nangong muttered, his eyes retreated blankly, until there was a chill on his back, and he knew that he had reached the city wall, and there was no way to retreat.

The scholar who was hidden in the crowd asked his young master again: "Young master, has Young Master Nangong lost?"

Bai Ye said: "It's not a loss, his opponent is not Fu Yu in the first place." ”

The scholar said, "Who is that?"

Bai Ye said: "Himself." ”

The scholar said, "Then did he lose?"

Bai Ye said: "The result is not yet known. ”

The scholar said, "What about Chang'an?"

Bai Ye said: "Chang'an, who can shake the land of Chang'an in the world?"

Eastern Suburbs Imperial Mausoleum, Central Altar.

The middle-aged man holding the yellow talisman felt a majestic aura surging underground, almost tearing the earth apart.

With resolute eyes, he put the yellow talisman on his chest, his hands were facing back, and his right hand was on top, forming an "anti-heaven seal".

The yellow talisman burned in his chest, and he saw the three spirits of "fetal light", "cool spirit", and "ghost spirit" breaking out of his body, and they all merged into the yellow talisman of the swaying firelight.

Then the wrist is flipped, the two fingers are pointed upward, the ten fingers are crossed, and the middle finger and index finger are interlocked, forming the "Five Mountains Seal".

The nameless middle-aged man smoked above his head, and the smoke gradually condensed into a human form, divided into seven spirits: corpse dog, Fu Ya, Bird Yin, Swallowing Thief, Non-poisonous, Removing Filth, and Stinky Lung.

After doing these actions, the middle-aged man stood in place, no longer angry.

The yin wind swept through the long hair of the gray robe, but it could no longer stir up a trace of fluctuations.

When a person dies into reincarnation and dies his soul, he will no longer exist in heaven and earth.

The flesh stood like a stone, but tears slipped from the eyes.

"Master, father, after all, I still lost my trust. Worthy of heaven and earth, only worthy of parents. ”

After all, he can no longer repay the kindness of his father and mother to his master in the next life.

He has no afterlife.

The three souls made the medicine of the seven spirits, and finally exerted the last mana of the yellow fu.

The gloomy air surrounding the imperial mausoleum, like dark clouds pierced by the scorching sun, howled and roared and struggled, but it could not change the fate of being purged.

Above the nine heavens, there seems to be a moonlight.

The volley of light and shadow flew in the sky, like a comet in the sky, and landed steadily in the imperial mausoleum, above the spiritual seat of the Emperor Chao.

It was his skull, the game of death, the real key.

Emperor Chao Ji felt that the formation to suppress the evil qi of Shura would eventually be opened, and he used himself as a magic weapon at the beginning, so that the Great Zhou, which had neither the royal family of Shura nor the symbol of Shura, was not slaughtered by the evil qi. But today, this crisis and opportunity are handed over to Shennong of the new dynasty.

He looked at Empress Hexi Lu Nisheng, whose figure was gradually dissipating, revealing a guilty look that she had never seen before, and said, "You said that you buried yourself in a mass grave to take revenge on me, and you want to turn into a ghost and entangle with me." But I grew up with you since childhood, how could I not know that you are to turn into a ghost king to suppress resentment. If it weren't for you, who is against me today, if you were any lonely soul, this matter would not have gone so smoothly. ”

The female ghost in red gradually blurred, and I saw that she was still smiling, even though she was a ghost and god, she was still captivating the country and the city.

"In the next life, I will be entangled with you. ”

After laughing, there was no more blushing, only tears falling in the air.

Xu Chao looked at the disappearing red clothes stupidly, and finally when he only had red clothes in his eyes, he choked up and said: "But you and me, there is no afterlife......