Yun Zixiao and Feng Luochen sat opposite each other. On the stone table in front of them was the mysterious chessboard.
In his previous life, Feng Luochen was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. This chess skill is also his strength.
At this time, Feng Luochen was holding a white piece, and Yun Zixiao was holding a black piece. The two of them watched intently, facing the chessboard, where the black and white pieces were calmly placed.
At this point, they started a different kind of fight in front of the Demon Locking Tower. Every move that Feng Luochen made contained countless back-up moves.
He has excellent chess skills and has immense confidence in himself. Unexpectedly, Yun Zixiao's chess skills were not inferior to his own at all.
Although the black ones are often surrounded by the white ones, they can always benefit from them and put them to death to survive. The two of them fought hard, but they were inseparable.
It's just that this mysterious chessboard seems to have a strange magic power. As the chess game progressed, Feng Luochen became increasingly restless as he could not gain the upper hand.
Unknowingly, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. In fact, playing chess is just like fishing.
You need to be calm and collected to face the challenge, and avoid being impetuous. Feng Luochen's irritability was naturally noticed by Yun Zixiao.
He smiled slightly, then seized the opportunity and made every move. As the sunspots continued to fall, he killed Feng Luochen in an instant, catching him off guard.
Feng Luochen lost several pieces in a row, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Yun Zixiao, on the other hand, was making great progress, pursuing the victory all the way.
He chased and fought fiercely, instantly smashing Feng Luochen's plan into pieces. Feng Luochen's situation was over, and when he saw that he was about to lose, he gradually calmed down.
Feng Luochen let out a long sigh of relief, and the irritability in his heart suddenly eased a lot. He calmed down, took steps step by step, faced the challenge calmly, and prescribed the right medicine.
Under his superb hands, he gradually regained many of his disadvantages. Seeing that Feng Luochen was about to turn defeat into victory, Yun Zixiao smiled.
He followed Feng Luochen's rhythm and sunspots calmly. He seemed to be guiding Feng Luochen, and introduced him step by step into the trap he had originally designed.
Before he knew it, Heizi had surrounded Baizi. Bai Zi was like a trapped animal. Even if he rushed left and right, it was difficult to break out of the cage.
Feng Luochen held the white piece in his hand, but he didn't know where to go. His forehead was already covered with sweat, and his face was very ugly.
This situation is dangerous every step of the way, and there seems to be no turning point. Black Zi is like a cage, binding and surrounding Bai Zi.
At this time, Feng Luochen was exhausted both physically and mentally, and was deeply involved in the chess game. He seemed to transform into Bai Zi and fight fiercely with Heizi.
But if he was allowed to rush left and right, it would be a desperate situation with no chance of survival.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Feng Luochen's ears kept echoing with the cry of killing. At this time, he was already deeply involved in the chess game.
When he came to his senses, he found that he was wearing a white shirt. He stands alone in front of a city gate with one man and one sword.
Outside the city gate, there were densely packed black-armored soldiers. These black-armored soldiers were wearing heavy black armor.
They wore terrifying animal-faced helmets. In addition to the helmets, they also wore ghost faces with green faces and fangs. The ghost faces covered their faces, and they only revealed a pair of blood-red eyes.
These black-armored soldiers held sharp blades, held their swords, guns, swords and halberds high, and shouted loud war songs.
Their majestic bodies were wrapped in black armor. As they shouted, a surge of fighting spirit came to their faces.
At this moment, they all suddenly looked at Feng Luochen under the city gate. A tall black-armored soldier emerged from the crowd. The black armor on his body was much more refined than the others.
As he raised his sword high, the group of black-armored soldiers also let out a roar. They raised their weapons and rushed toward Feng Luochen under the city gate.
These black-armored soldiers had already reached Feng Luochen in the blink of an eye. I saw a black-armored soldier holding a spear and stabbing Feng Luochen fiercely.
This shot was like a dragon emerging from the water. It was not only as fast as thunder, but also contained many back-up tricks. The spear arrived in an instant, but Feng Luochen easily dodged it.
The moment he dodged, with a flash of sword light, the black-armored soldier was already dead.
The death of this black-armored soldier also inspired the ferocity of other black-armored soldiers. These black-armored soldiers shouted and rushed towards Feng Luochen like a desperation.
They were ruthless in their attacks, with no regard for their own safety, and all their moves were based on life-threatening battlefield tactics. Feng Luochen swung his sword to kill the enemy bravely, and soon his shirt was stained with blood.
But those black-armored soldiers were always killed. Feng Luochen struck out with one sword after another, and the black-armored soldiers fell down one by one.
But more black-armored soldiers swarmed in. The white shirt on Feng Luochen's body was already stained red with blood.
Among the blood, there is his own. But more of them belong to the enemy. At this moment, Feng Luochen seemed to be transformed into Bai Zi.
He had a fierce fight with the sunspots who besieged him. However, everything in front of me does not seem to be illusory.
Because the sting of the wound and the disgusting smell of blood turned out to be so real. As the fighting continued, Feng Luochen's heart also felt a surge of murderous intent.
It was as if this endless killing could make him feel extremely excited. He was slashing wantonly, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more violent.
"Kill!" Feng Luochen's strength was greatly depleted after a long battle. If he is not careful, he will inevitably expose his flaws.
A spear was thrust towards him, but Feng Luochen's helmet was blown away. As the helmet flew away, Feng Luochen's hair became even more disheveled.
His eyes were shining with a terrifying blood-red light. Ignoring the pain and tirelessly, he continued to charge with his sword.
He didn't know how long he had been slashing, and the blood blurred his eyes. But there was only one thought in his mind, and that was - kill.
The secret realm of Shu Mountain, under the Demon Locking Tower. At this time, Feng Luochen's eyes were blood red. The white stone in his hand had already been crushed to pieces by him.
His hands were firmly embedded in the stone table. He was sweating profusely and looked like a madman. At this time, he was deeply trapped in the illusion, and he was obviously a little obsessed.
At this moment, a few piercing sounds suddenly came from the distance. As two rays of light, one green and one purple, flashed, three more people appeared in the field.
These three people were an old couple and a stunning woman wearing white clothes.
"Brother Feng." Seeing Feng Luochen's crazy appearance, the woman in white immediately exclaimed.
She was about to step forward to wake up Feng Luochen, but was stopped by the old woman beside her. Needless to say, the old couple are naturally Zidian and Qingshuang.
And this woman in white is the Yaochi Saint Su Xiner. Qingshuang shook her head at Su Xiner, telling her not to worry.
Seeing the arrival of Zidian and Qingshuang, Yun Zixiao also stood up. He saluted Zidian and Qingshuang, his attitude could be described as extremely respectful.
Even though Yun Zixiao's cultivation at this time has surpassed these two masters. But in his heart, Zidian and Qingshuang are like his parents.
As he stood up, the chessboard in front of him also emitted an extremely bright light.
"Little girl, you don't need to worry too much. This child is not possessed by madness, but his body and mind are united, and he has entered this thousand illusions. In these thousands of illusions, he will encounter various challenges. If he can successfully get out of the illusion, his state of mind and cultivation will make a qualitative leap." Under Qing Shuang's comfort, Su Xiner also stopped.
But anyone could see the worry in her eyes. It turned out that Zidian and Qingshuang knew that Feng Luochen had woken up, so they both went to visit.
When they learned that Feng Luochen had gone to see Yun Zixiao, they brought Su Xiner over with them.
"Zixiao, this child is the descendant of the Qingtian Sword Sect. There is a causal relationship between him and us. I never expected that you would help him improve his state of mind with thousands of illusions."
"This boy is a disciple of my old friend, so I gave him this fortune. As for how many opportunities he can get in the fantasy world, it all depends on his own fortune." Yun Zixiao smiled slightly, he Feng Luochen's true identity was not revealed.
As for letting Feng Luochen enter this thousand illusions. One is because of the feelings of old friends, and the other is because in Yun Zixiao's heart, she actually hopes that Feng Luochen can resume his cultivation as soon as possible.
In life, it is difficult to find a confidant. Yun Zixiao boasted that his swordsmanship was unparalleled. He asked himself that in today's world, only Feng Luochen and Nie Wudao were worthy of him to use the sword.
As for the sword god in the fairy world, he has always been like a dragon. Even if she was lucky enough to meet him, Yun Zixiao asked herself that she would never be his match.
If Feng Luochen can recover his cultivation as soon as possible, Yun Zixiao can discuss swordsmanship with him as soon as possible. At their level, if they want to break through again, what matters is a predestined relationship.
If there is an evenly matched opponent, the two sides can also find opportunities for breakthroughs during the fight.
Although the Thousand Fantasy Illusion is unrivaled, it is not that easy and can be walked out of at will. Yun Zixiao looked at Feng Luochen with a hint of expectation in her heart.
He knew the strength of his old friend better than anyone else. He was really curious whether Feng Luochen could get out of this mysterious fantasy world.
"Brother Feng is trapped in this thousand illusions. Is he in danger? Looking at him looking like a madman now, it is obviously a sign of being possessed." Su Xin'er learned about this thousand illusions from Qingshuang's mouth The wonder of fantasy.
Although she knew that this thousand illusions were a great creation. But seeing Feng Luochen looking extremely crazy at this moment.
She still couldn't help but feel a little worried. As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos, maybe that’s the case.
