"They're coming!"

On the peak of the Sin Domain, the blind old man sat on the rock, pouring himself a drink, and from time to time "looking" at the sky, in a place that they could not observe with the naked eye, a dozen guys had already come. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Bold!"

"Who is the one who is making a big deal of luck?"

A few angry rebukes broke the tranquility of the imperial hall, and everyone else was shocked, only Chu Yuan and Jiang Mu were still playing chess calmly.

"It's the Protector!"

Several veteran cultivators who had been very old looked at the streamers in the sky and were a little surprised, but they were relieved when they thought of Chu Yuan and Jiang Mu's previous bet.

If it comes to this point, these protectors do not appear, then Daqian is really exhausted.

"Oh, Protector?"

Ji Jiutian, who still looked like a woman, looked up, and his divine sense swept out directly through the imperial hall, and found a total of twelve cultivators in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, among which there were six old cultivators who were either at the peak of the Yuan Infant or half-step distraction.

They all have different smells and different clothes, but they all have two things in common.

First, their qi was extraordinarily strong, more than a step stronger than ordinary cultivators, even those withered old men.

The second point is that there is an unconcealed anger on the faces of the people who come, but this is understandable.

Jiang Mu put this country on the gambling table as a bet, this kind of behavior is tantamount to digging up people's ancestral graves for the protectors, so it is understandable that they are so angry.

But what does it matter to her?

It's just an ant in the infancy stage, and he dares to make noise above her head, does he want to die?

The released divine consciousness suddenly condensed, forming a huge claw, covering all the eighteen people, if this claw hit them firmly, then at least twelve primordial babies would fall here today.

"Fellow Daoists, slow down!"

A sword light pierced the void and came into the distance, spanning tens of thousands of miles in an instant, and a sword cut off the divine consciousness claw that killed the nine heavens, although the aftermath of the collision between the two pressed those guys to the ground, but this was not the result he wanted.

"Who's coming?"

Just the sword light can tear his divine sense claws, it seems that in addition to those four guys, there are also hidden masters in the territory of Daqian.

But that's right, this is an ancient country that occupies a large area of Tian Yuan's territory, and if it doesn't have some background, he will feel that it doesn't live up to its name.

"The poor Dao is a sword, and he is here for the great cadres, not to fight with his fellow Daoists. ”

The voice is not strong, as if a person is talking next to him, but this does not mean that the strength of the person who comes is weak, on the contrary, the strength of the other party is terrifying.

Before the words dissipated, a white-robed old Taoist appeared outside the imperial hall, carrying an extremely ordinary long sword, which looked like an iron sword mass-produced by an ordinary blacksmith shop, but no one would think that it was really just an ordinary sword, and the sword light just now directly slashed the claw of the Nine Heavens' Divine Consciousness.

"You're all right, right?"

A kendo man raised his hand with a kind face, and in the next moment, the palms formed by eighteen spiritual powers lifted up all the protectors who fell to the ground.

"Senior, why are you here?"

If I'm not mistaken, a kendo person will usher in a thunder tribulation in the next few days.

He came here at this critical juncture, so what about his thunderstorm?

With his current age and cultivation, even if he is fully prepared, there is a great risk of turning into smoke and dust under the thunderstorm, and if he gives up preparations like this, then he will almost put himself in a mortal situation.

"When the Great Cadre is facing danger, my generation of cultivators should come forward, what's wrong with the poor Dao coming here?"

The old man's speech was quite interesting, especially with the constant smile on his face, which made people want to knock out his two teeth.

"But now... Senior!"

The First Sword Daoist ignored them and strode towards the Imperial Palace, his gaze locked directly on Chu Yuan.

Looking at the familiar imperial robe, the smile on the corner of the mouth of the one kendo man gradually converged, and was replaced by majesty.

"A sword of the protector, see Your Majesty!"

This old cultivator, who is highly respected among the protectors, faced Chu Yuan and bowed his hand, because he was a minister, and Chu Yuan was a king, even if he was high, this ceremony was to be worshipped.

"No courtesy. ”

Waving his hand casually, Chu Yuan was in no mood to talk to him now, now was an important moment to play chess.

Seeing that Chu Yuan didn't want to take care of himself, he didn't get annoyed with a sword, and arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty, I want to ask you, but you moved this great luck?"

Except for this guy who controls the luck of a country, a kendo person really can't think of anyone else who can shake the luck of Daqian without any action.

"Hmm. ”

A faint sound made Yijian understand that he had not guessed wrong, but he had some confusion in his heart.

"Why?"

As the king of a country, what good is it for him to destroy the luck of the country? This makes a kendo man very puzzling.

"No why, just because the bet is it, I'll bet on it!"

It was still an extremely bland tone, but it was precisely this that made the Yikendo man even more angry, he actually threw his ancestors' heads and spilled blood, and he didn't know how many heroes died in the battle before he laid down the huge Sheji as a bargaining chip, and openly put it on the gambling table.

"Old man, it's your turn!"

Jiang Mu didn't seem to understand the situation on the field, he only knew that Chu Yuan was slow to fall, so he urged him.

"Who is this?"

Suppressed his anger and looked at Jiang Mu, a sword Taoist felt that this young man had a very familiar aura, he should also be a descendant of the Chu family, it was really amazing to be able to have such a cultivation at a young age, and seeing that his chess skills were extraordinary, he must have been good in strategy.

Under the preconceived thoughts, the Yikendao people felt that Jiang Mu was more suitable to be the master of the Great Cadres than Chu Yuan, a guy who gambled with the luck of the country, but Jiang Mu's next words made him almost vomit blood.

"Jiang Mu, named Hua'an, this old guy's current opponent is also the initiator of this gamble, and in a while I may be the new master of the Great Cadre or the person who exterminates the Qian. ”

When he spoke, Jiang Mu still didn't forget Luozi, and the rhythm was orderly, which made the people of Yikendo appreciate him more and more... Wrong!

The gamble?

Could it be...

Money!

The iron sword was unsheathed, the blade of the sword pointed directly at Jiang Mu, and the sword Taoist forcibly held back his anger and asked: "Since you have been crowned king, then you must also be a descendant of the royal family, why do you want to be so childish and put the future of the entire Daqian on a game of chess?

Falling son, Jiang Mu raised his head and said bluntly: "This world is not my world, and this common life is not my common life, why should I care about their life or death?"

With just one sentence, the name of the evil king was brought into full play, and the hands of the sword people who were also angry began to tremble.

"The protector of the Tao has a sword, and now he should be the great people, and he will kill you!"