Sanssouci Valley.

On the chess table, Song Qingshu was high up, looking at Gu Hai like a dead man, his eyes were full of cruelty.

"What can I do about this?" Xiao Rou was very anxious on the side.

Chen Tianshan also showed a hint of worry, but Gao Xianzhi had confidence in his eyes.

Gu Hai slowly walked towards the chess table, and along the way, the cultivators around him dodged away one after another as if they were dodging the plague god.

"Yipintang Water Rudder Master, he's finished!"

"I haven't played chess with anyone in thirty years, so isn't that a loss?"

"This Song Qingshu is also a ruthless person!"

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While the cultivators around him were talking in a whisper, Gu Hai had already stepped on the chess platform.

The moment the light from the dark clouds enveloped him, Gu Hai felt a fierce aura hanging above his head, as if it was hitting him at any time. The white light penetrated into the skin, as if it was connected with the true qi of the dantian.

Gu Hai looked up at the sky, and he didn't like the feeling that his fate was being controlled by others.

"Gu Hai, don't blame me, you brought it on yourself!" Song Qingshu said coldly.

Gu Hai smiled coldly and ignored it, but sat down slowly.

According to the rules, the person who is chosen by the opponent will be black, and the sunspot will go first.

The chessboard has been emptied, and the two chess cylinders are already full of their respective chess pieces, waiting for the two to start falling.

Gu Hai picked up a sunspot between his index and middle fingers and slowly landed on the chessboard.

Although Song Qingshu had the chance to win, he still didn't dare to be careless, and the moment he took out the chess pieces in Gu Hai, he looked solemn and sat down cross-legged, you must know that he had already suffered Gu Hai's loss.

Song Qingshu was waiting for the battle, and countless cultivators below were also staring at the chessboard.

I saw a sunspot in the ancient sea slowly falling.

"Smack!"

The sunspot fell, and almost all the cultivators were glaring.

"Tian Yuan?

"Tian Yuan is the most central position on the chessboard, and it is rarely used in a game of chess!"

"The first piece is a waste chess?"

"He's crazy, and he's squandering such an opportunity?"

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Countless cultivators exclaimed. Because, whoever goes first, who has a big advantage, can be laid out in advance.

But this big advantage was wasted by Gu Hai?

"The helmsman really hasn't played chess for thirty years!, how can he take the step of Tian Yuan?" Chen Tianshan said anxiously.

"Go Tianyuan, will you lose?" Xiao Rou said anxiously.

"Alas!" Chen Tianshan let out a long sigh, obviously affirming Xiao Rou's worries.

"Huh?" Xiao Rou looked anxious.

"Not necessarily!" Gao Xianzhi shook his head and said.

There was a lot of discussion below, and on the chess table, Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then showed ecstasy. Gu Hai really didn't know how to play chess, such a good opportunity was actually wasted.

"Hahahaha, Gu Hai, I want to delay a little longer, you don't want to lose too badly!" Song Qingshu laughed.

After dragging on for thirty breaths, Song Qingshu grabbed a white child and slowly fell.

"Smack!"

The white son fell, and there was still thirty breaths of time for Gu Hai to think.

However, in less than a breath, the ancient sea fell.

"Smack!"

A sunspot fell in the ancient sea.

"What?" Song Qingshu's eyes widened suddenly.

The people in the audience were also in an uproar.

"Isn't there thirty breaths? Why didn't he delay the time? Why did he fall so quickly?"

"Gu Hai, slow down, slow down!"

"We can't fall fast, a little more time, and we have a little more hope of survival!"

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The crowd around shouted anxiously.

But Gu Hai didn't pay attention.

Only when the time of thirty breaths was up, Song Qingshu fell into a white piece.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Faster than just now, Gu Hai once again fell with a sunspot.

"Gu Hai, don't you want to live anymore?" Song Qingshu suddenly screamed angrily.

Gu Hai smiled coldly and said, "Whether I live or die, it's not your turn to talk nonsense." ”

"Why don't you wait for thirty breaths, why don't you wait for another child?" Song Qingshu shouted urgently.

"I play chess, I don't need you to teach me yet! Thirty breaths are here, let's settle!" Gu Hai said coldly.

"You!" Song Qingshu's eyes widened. But a white seed still fell immediately.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Gu Hai followed closely, and Kuroko didn't think about it at all, so he quickly fell.

"You, hmph, if you want to die, then don't blame me!" Song Qingshu said with red eyes.

Song Qingshu continued to hold thirty breaths before falling at the end, and Gu Hai was still falling rapidly, and there was no need to think about it at all.

Gu Haizi fell extremely quickly, making everyone around him extremely anxious.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred sons fell.

Originally, everyone thought that Gu Hai was bent on death, and if he played casually, he should soon lose in Song Qingshu's chess, but when a hundred sons fell, Gu Hai's chessboard did not lose a single son.

"Impossible, how can this be? Haven't you played chess for thirty years?" Song Qingshu became more and more upset.

The one hundred and fiftieth son fell.

Song Qingshu's eyes showed a trace of confusion. Although Gu Hai has not extracted a chess piece of his own, he has not extracted a chess piece of Gu Hai either. And Song Qingshu also found that he couldn't understand this game of chess more and more.

From the beginning to do what he wants, to now, it seems that he is being led by Gu Hai's sunspots, how is it possible? Impossible, how can Gu Hai go down to himself?

In the blink of an eye, the two hundredth chess pieces fell.

It was Gu Hai's turn, but this time, Gu Hai did not descend so quickly, but suddenly glanced at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu stared at the chessboard deadly, his mind seemed to be taken away by the chessboard, and he didn't care if Gu Hai had fallen into a mess, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his fists were clenched.

Gu Hai showed a chuckle, and the sunspot slowly fell.

"Smack!"

The sunspot falls. The position of the first son Tianyuan was suddenly connected, and in an instant, the scattered sunspots of the ancient sea, because of the first son Tianyuan and the last son, suddenly formed a net of heaven and earth, covering a large area of white children into the net.

Large swaths of white children were fenced off......

"Bang!"

Sixty-four white seeds were suddenly raised. Suddenly gone.

"What? What does it mean, how is it possible?" Song Qingshu jumped suddenly.

Just now, the chessboard was still a winner, but in an instant, his white son was raised, and it was sixty-four pieces at a time? This is not a question of slaying dragons, but slaughtering three dragons in an instant?

"Kuroko wins!"

In the dark clouds, there was a sudden shout.

Kuroko wins, Kuroko wins, if you hold white, you will die?

Song Qingshu felt the hairs all over his body suddenly rise to prominence.

"Impossible, how can you win me? You haven't played chess with anyone for thirty years, how can you win me? You cheat, you cheat?" Song Qingshu roared at Gu Hai.

Gu Hai smiled coldly: "I haven't played chess with anyone for thirty years, it's not that I haven't played chess for thirty years!"

"What do you mean?" Song Qingshu exclaimed.

Gu Hai smiled lightly and did not explain.

And this dramatic change made everyone in the audience look surprised.

"How come? That chess eye, one son slaughters three dragons?"

"The first son, Tian Yuan, is not a waste chess, is it actually ingenious to this extreme?"

"Coincidentally, right?"

"It's not a coincidence, Tu Sanlong, when have you ever seen Tu Sanlong's chess?"

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Countless uproars sounded all around, and everyone was as preoccupied as Song Qingshu before, as if they hadn't seen this dangerous move at all.

One land, one sky! It's just a shocking ***!

At the back of the crowd, a weakened Montei stared at the stunning son.

"Slaughtering three dragons with one sword?Gu Hai from the mortal realm? I understand, ahem! I haven't played chess with anyone for thirty years, that's because no one is qualified to play chess with him for thirty years? ahem?" Meng Tai looked at Gu Hai on the chess table with an ugly face.

"Great, Eun Gong won, won!" Xiao Rou exclaimed excitedly.

"It's so powerful, hasn't he played chess with anyone for thirty years, why is he still so powerful?" Chen Tianshan glared and said in shock.

Gao Xianzhi frowned and said, "I guess, maybe the helmsman is too strong, and the mortals of several countries at that time are far from being looked down upon by the helmsman, right?"

"Far from it?" Chen Tianshan opened his mouth and was stunned.

On the chess table.

Song Qingshu also suddenly understood the meaning of Gu Hai's dialect, Gu Hai has not played chess with others for thirty years, not because his chess strength is too weak, on the contrary, because his chess strength is too strong.

"You lied to me, you lied to me?" Song Qingshu roared at Gu Hai.

"Boom!"

There was a churn in the dark clouds, and a hundred-zhang heavenly knife was slowly exposed, facing Song Qingshu, as if it was about to be cut off.

"I don't want to die, you lie to me, Gu Hai, you lie to me, I want you to die!" Song Qingshu roared in despair.

As if he was going crazy, Song Qingshu suddenly slapped Gu Hai with a palm, and a large amount of true qi gushed out from his palm, with a decisive force, as if he wanted to blast Gu Hai to death under his palm in an instant.

"Be careful!" Chen Tianshan and Xiao Rou suddenly exclaimed.

Gu Hai got up instantly, and his eyes suddenly cold: "It's only been a few days since it was blown up, and the injury is not okay?"

As he spoke, Gu Hai slammed his left foot, and with a bang, a strong wind bloomed, and his right foot stepped half a step slightly, and the muscles around his body tensed up in an instant, and a large amount of true qi quickly surfaced from the surface of his body, and a hideous dragon head shape attached to the surface of his body.

"Drink!" Gu Hai shouted. The whole body tensed up with all its strength, and gathered on the right fist.

"Aang!"

From Gu Hai's right fist, as if a dragon groan, the dragon roared, and the dragon's head shaped true qi slammed into Song Qingshu's palm along Gu Hai's right fist.

"Boom!"

There was a super loud bang, and the ground below shook violently, shaking out a large amount of smoke and dust.

"Poof!"

Song Qingshu suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body retreated four or five steps, and fell under the chess table.

"What?" the Yipintang disciples said in surprise.

Because, Gu Haizheng stood safely on the chess table, did not retreat, and looked at Song Qingshu who was repelled by his own punch with a hideous face.

"Song Qingshu was seriously injured because of the explosion that day, but he has also cultivated for a few days, no matter how bad it is, that hateful palm also has the fourth power of the innate realm, but in front of Gu Hai, he can't go for a round? No, Gu Hai's strength is stronger than that day?" Meng Tai said in surprise.

When Song Qingshu was knocked off the chess table and fell to the ground, before he could scream in pain, he saw the heavenly sword in the sky, with an unstoppable momentum, rushing straight down.

"No, no!" Song Qingshu yelled in despair.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Song Qingshu was cut in two, and the entire valley echoed with Song Qingshu's last scream. I don't know if it's the unwillingness to lose to Gu Hai, or the despair of the coming of the heavenly sword. But anyone can hear that this scream is mixed with endless remorse.

You will not live!

But he couldn't come back at all, Song Qingshu, blood splattered on the spot.

The entire valley was silent for an instant, looking at the ancient sea on the chess table together, because everyone knew that the person who won the chess game would face the next thing that was the life and death game of the heavenly sword.

Gu Hai did not regret Song Qingshu's death, but looked up at the sky, with a fierce look on his face.

PS: Something in the afternoon, this second shift is ahead of schedule, Khan!

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