The sun shines in the sky, and the white light is incomparably bright.

The city is shrouded in a huge chessboard suspended above it.

Under the huge shadow, Lin Fan's seemingly gloomy cheeks faintly revealed a few wisps of joy.

Dozens of foundation building men stepped forward one after another, and placed items full of ancient vicissitudes in front of Lin Fan in their storage bags.

There are damaged scabbards, unknown metals, and dozens of exotic flowers and plants.

Lin Fan looked at the items in front of him, his face changed and he said mockingly: "I'm gambling with you and others with "Wild Royal Jelly", not collecting some useless rags!"

"You!"

A leading strong man's face turned red, and after raising his eyes and looking at him with disdain, he carefully took out a three-eared black tripod in his storage bag and held it in his hand reluctantly.

The black tripod was only half a foot high, and its body was dark, and the body of the tripod was carved with a round of blood moon in a clumsy way, and the lid was dull, and there seemed to be dense rune seals.

Dahan regretted his face, gritted his teeth and put it in front of Lin Fan and said: "This tripod is what I obtained in a Jedi, for this tripod, several of my brothers died tragically, although I don't know what the seal in this tripod is, but it is extraordinary to think about it, I don't want to use this tripod to gamble with you, after all, this does not belong to me alone, I don't know if you dare to use a bee crystal to trade with me, bet that this tripod must be a shocking treasure?"

Lin Fan looked at the big man in front of him with a somewhat resolute face, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, I bet!"

He raised his hand and put the black tripod in Dahan's hand in the storage ring, and casually threw a bee crystal to Dahan.

The big man's face was ecstatic, and he hurriedly put it in the storage bag on his waist.

Lin Fan didn't care, after all, he wanted Bee Jing to wait for the next time he entered the "Yuan Magnetic World" to ask for some from the old man, and it was not too difficult to think about it.

Seeing that the big men around had not yet gambled on the battle, someone first got the bee crystal in Lin Fan's hands, and for a while, their eyes were rolling wildly, and their minds moved.

Lin Fan raised his eyes and looked at the people around him and said: "I used the bee crystal to trade with him, originally to look at his dead brotherhood, after all, it is not his own thing, I think he can take care of his dead brother's descendants afterwards, if I let me know that he dares to swallow the bee crystal alone, I will let him die under my Lin Fan's sword!"

Lin Fan's sonorous words made the onlookers nod secretly, after all, the monks are the most ruthless, Lin Fan can take this opportunity to help the descendants of the monks who died in battle, this is a great favor.

Dahan's face turned red, and he bowed and said: "I Wang Dong has this situation in mind, and there will be a report in the future, but my generation of monks has clear grievances, and I will also do my best to fight with you in the next gambling battle!"

At this time, the ancestor in the sky said softly: "It's not early, the gambling battle is going on quickly."

The monks hurriedly bowed and shouted, "Please Ancestor announce the rules!"

The young man in the green shirt pointed to the killing chessboard in the air and said with a smile: "The competition of my generation of monks is the word "kill", this chessboard space is a hundred miles in size, and it can be converted into various terrains at will, I don't know what kind of terrain you want to fight in?"

Dozens of big men said respectfully: "Even if it is killing, it is not afraid of any terrain!"

The young man in the green shirt nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Lin Fan and said, "Can you agree?"

Lin Fan's eyes were like torches, and he smiled at the ancestor's gaze and said, "What are you afraid of!"

The young man in the green shirt looked deep, nodded his head and said: "In this case, you can kill in the hundred miles of mountains, and the time is one hour or the earliest to complete the killing of a thousand people!"

After speaking, the huge chessboard in the sky slowly shrank and fell in front of everyone.

Across the chessboard, Lin Fan and many foundation-building men pressed their hands on the chessboard.

Lin Fan's eyes darkened, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared at the foot of a towering mountain, and a transparent light shield wrapped him in a radius of several zhang.

Lin Fan, who had experienced it once, knew that this was a safe area on the killing chessboard, and then when the chessboard was open, he could walk out under this light mask.

Outside the chessboard, a pillar of light projected into the air on the chessboard, and a light curtain of tens of zhang projected the scene inside the chessboard in front of everyone.

Ji Wuwu looked at the figures on both sides of the mountain, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, this Lin Fan who dared to try the sword on his face made her somewhat interested.

The dozens of monks who followed him through countless lives and deaths in the sword ruins were not a group of sheep who were powerful in the sword gate.

At this time, the Tsukiji monks in the killing chessboard all appeared in the light mask.

The leader was Wang Dong, who traded bee crystals with Lin Fan.

He looked around with a pair of bloodthirsty tiger eyes, and said in a ruthless tone: "I have no backing in the door, and my cultivation is to fight with my own life, if I want to get those three bee crystals, it must be like in the sword ruins, people block and kill, immortals block and slaughter immortals, our brothers are just thirty people, every ten people are in a team, even the Jindan monks can also compete with one or two, Shunzi, you and Brother Feng each lead a team, seize the top of the mountain, I will lead people to meet at the mountainside, and I will let the arrogant Lin Fan swallow his bitter fruit!"

The light mask fluctuated for a while, disappeared in an instant, and dozens of sword lights shot up into the sky, shooting away from the distant mountain peaks.

Lin Fan conjured a slender sword in his hand, stomped hard under his feet, and a violent wave of qi churned behind him, his body split into the air, and dozens of afterimages appeared in the space.

Until countless smoke and dust flew up from miles away, the afterimage that appeared in the space was slowly disappearing.

Outside the killing chessboard, countless monks were stunned by Lin Fan's strong running, and even Ji Wuwu's lips opened slightly, and there was an expression of disbelief on his ugly cheeks.

The mountains in the killing chessboard are thousands of feet high, the cliffs are like knives and axes, and the mountainsides are dense jungles.

Lin Fan, who was running wildly, entered the forest like a wild bear, and countless big trees with a hug of thick were broken one after another under his wild collision, and the fallen trees let out an earth-shattering roar.

After only a few dozen breaths, Lin Fan came to the cliff on the top of the mountain, looking at the top of the mountain, which was thousands of feet high, and the "croaking" sound in Lin Fan's belly sounded.

He sucked in suddenly, and the killing chessboard was full of wind, and the waves of air were flying.

Lin Fan's slender body swelled suddenly, his round belly bulged high, and countless amounts of air were swallowed into his abdomen.

This is, at the other end of the mountain, twenty Edgeworth-flying Tsukiki monks were only a hundred zhang away from the top of the mountain in the lightning of the sword.

Lin Fan looked up at the top of the mountain, and forcefully spewed the air in his belly downward.

As if the thrust of the rocket lifted off on his body, after a sound that shook the entire killing chessboard space, Lin Fan disappeared in an instant, and only a straight upward trajectory appeared in his eyes.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, twenty sword lights had just dispersed, and dense figures appeared on the top of the flat mountain.

An iron-blooded murderous aura suddenly permeated the entire mountain, and Shunzi and Brother Feng, who were standing side by side, looked at each other and smiled, standing at the top of the pole and winning in one battle.

"Violent Storm"

A roar of countless bangs suddenly exploded in their ears.

A figure in rags leaped up high above their eyes.

Twenty pairs of eyes looked up at the sky.

As soon as the sun went down on the killing chessboard, Lin Fan's white clothes fluttered, and his body appeared above them like a shock.

A slender sword light fluttered like the wind, and the sword qi was like a lover's gentle and warm fingers brushing between their necks.

Drunken heads on their cheeks flew out of the air.

Twenty pillars of blood gushed high, dyeing the entire mountain top red.

Lin Fan is like a flying immortal in the painting, and he falls on a towering rock on the top of the mountain freely.

The white fingers flicked on the slender sword, and countless beads of blood rolled down the sword.

The long sword is like a breeze, slashing all beings with a sword.