Song Xing started with self-mutilation, and carefully laid out his killing moves. Finally, at this moment, Tu Qiong saw his ferocious fangs, and his murderous intent was revealed!
Duan Yu could no longer watch the chess without saying a word, and exclaimed: "So that's it, using retreat to advance, breaking and then standing, Brother Song's method of breaking the game is a stroke of genius!"
After his reminder, the others also saw the ingenuity of Song Xing's move and looked at the chessboard in surprise, wondering why Song Xing's previous suicidal move became the key to breaking the game.
Su Xinghe's eyes narrowed, and he continued to move quickly. Song Xing used all his moves and quickly killed a large number of Su Xinghe's sunspots. For a while, even the big dragon of the sunspots was on the verge of collapse.
When Song Xing lost his last piece, Su Xinghe stared at the chessboard blankly. After a while, he surrendered and looked at Song Xing with a voice full of joy: "Song Gong, you are the winner. I have been stuck in this game for thirty years. , today I can see that the young master has broken this situation and died without any regrets!"
I thought that Wu Yazi's thirty years of waiting would be in vain, but he didn't expect that just when he was desperate, God would send Song Xing to him again.
"So that's it. Zhenlong's chess game can be broken in this way. It's really a wonderful idea!"
"It's amazing that you can break the situation like this!"
"This young master is young, and his skills in playing chess are as unconstrained as a horse's imagination. People can't help but admire him. His future is limitless!"
Seeing that the chess game that had troubled the world for thirty years was solved, everyone who had been defeated by Su Xinghe gathered around and praised him.
Song Xing looked at the excited Duan Yu and everyone else, and he clasped his fists humbly and said, "My chess skills are mediocre. It's just luck that I can break this game. I'm far worse than Mr. Congbian!"
Su Xinghe shook his head and said: "Victory is victory. Military strategists risk their lives and survive, but those who can really achieve this step require great courage and wisdom. How many people can do it? Mr. Song can figure this out. He is already one of the few people in the world, and he is a master who knows everything, so he should be able to smile."
After saying this, Su Xinghe cupped his fists at the people around him and said, "The Zhenlong chess game has been broken. Master's wish has been fulfilled. From today on, there is no need for the Leigu Mountain Deaf and Mute Sect. Thank you heroes for coming all the way here. Xinghe is not very grateful."
The 30-year-old Zhenlong chess game was broken, which was a good talk in the world. Although everyone was still impressed, they wanted to chat with Song Xing for a few more words, but seeing that Su Xinghe had already issued an order to expel the guests, they could only leave one after another.
Soon everyone present had left, except for the Xingxiu Sect, Shaolin Temple, Jiumozhi and Song Xing.
Ding Chunqiu looked at Su Xinghe and sneered again: "Don't think that you can escape disaster by disbanding the Deaf and Mute Sect. Since you broke the oath you made back then, go down together with the Deaf and Mute Sect to accompany the old thief today!"
After saying that, he waved the feather fan in his hand inadvertently.
No one noticed it, but Song Xing took a step forward, stopped in front of Su Xinghe, waved out his palm, and a strong wind suddenly rose from the ground, sweeping towards the Xingxiu Sect.
Ding Chunqiu's expression suddenly changed, he jumped up from the sedan and flew back.
The strong wind blew by, and the faces of the disciples in the front row of the Xingxiu Sect suddenly changed wildly, and their breathing became rapid. They clasped their hands tightly on their chests, trying to open their mouths to speak, but before the sound came out, their faces turned purple and they stopped breathing.
Ding Chunqiu's face darkened: "Young man from the Six Sects, you dare to kill my disciples for no reason!"
Song Xing also had a bad look on his face and said: "Is it true that the Xingxiu sect only knows these things that are not worthy of publicity?"
Although his martial arts skills were far superior to Su Xinghe's, Ding Chunqiu secretly poisoned him and even tried to kill everyone present. If Song Xing hadn't seen through his method, those who died from the poison would not have been members of the Xingxiu Sect. .
Ding Chunqiu measured Song Xing's palm strength just now, stared at Song Xing with vicious eyes, then turned to look at Su Xinghe and said: "Six doors can't protect you for the rest of your life. If you're sensible, get out and die." !”
After saying that, he ignored the corpses on the ground and waved his feather fan in his hand. The still alive disciples of the Xingxiu Sect quickly carried him out of the Deaf and Mute Valley.
Although the Shaolin Temple monks wanted to approach Song Xing to discuss the previous gathering at Xianzhuang, they saw that Su Xinghe was determined to see off the guests, so they had to retreat outside the valley with Jiumozhi and others for the time being.
Su Xinghe walked to the three wooden houses nearby and said to Song Xing, "Mr. Song, please come in!"
Song Xing knew that the house was Wu Yazi's hiding place, and he was not humble. When he walked to the wooden house with no doors or windows, he activated the Emperor's Qi-gazing Technique, looked at the sky and looked at the Qi, walked a few steps diagonally, and stepped on a stone under his feet. On top of the bricks, the wooden house cracked silently, revealing a door. There was nothing visible in the dark hole in the door.
Seeing how smart Song Xing was, Su Xinghe nodded with satisfaction again, stretched out his hand to point to the door, and said again: "Please come in!"
Duan Yu saw that the door was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly. He was afraid that there was some danger inside. He was about to say something, but Qiao Feng guessed that Song Xing's goal might be inside. He stretched out his hand to stop Duan Yu, but there was a gathering of people at his feet. Jin, ready to take action at any time.
Song Xing smiled and entered the wooden house. The wooden door closed silently behind him again.
Entering the room, the wooden house was completely dark, with no doors or windows, and no light at all. However, under Song Xing's gaze, every detail was visible, and the scene inside was clearly visible.
In the dark room, a person was floating in the air. If he looked carefully, he could see a dark rope hanging from the roof of the house, hanging the person in the air.
The man in the sky has a beard three feet long, not a hair is gray, his face is like a crown of jade, and there is no wrinkle at all. He is obviously not young yet, but he is still full of energy and elegant demeanor.
Song Xing smiled slightly, raised his head and clasped his fists and said: "Song Xing of the Six Gates, I have met Senior Wu Yazi!"
Wu Yazi's internal strength has also reached the point where he can generate electricity in a virtual room. When he saw Song Xing who had broken the Zhenlong chess game, his appearance and temperament were excellent. He was nodding secretly with satisfaction. When he heard that Song Xing revealed his identity in one breath, he was shocked and his eyes flashed. He suddenly became alert.
"Who are you and why do you know my name?"
Song Xing stretched out his hand and pointed toward the ground, and a sharp sword energy was emitted, making a deep hole in the ground. Wu Yazi was surprised again and said: "Beiming Zhenqi!"
The Beiming Magic is a unique skill of the Xiaoyao Sect. In the past generations, only the masters were not allowed to practice it. Even Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui did not know this skill. Wu Yazi did not expect that after thirty years of waiting, he would be waiting for a young man who knew the Beiming Magic. .
Song Xingdan said calmly: "By chance, I learned the Beiming Divine Art left by my senior in Wuliang Mountain. I admire my senior's style, so I came here specially, not expecting to be able to see my senior's style."
He was talking about Hanhu, but Wu Yazi thought Song Xing had learned it at the blessed land of Langhuan in Wuliang Mountain, so he couldn't help but said: "So that's it, your Beiming Divine Art is so pure that you can't learn it anywhere but there. "
Looking at the high-spirited Song Xing, Wu Yazi seemed to see himself back then, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that after waiting for so many years, I would be waiting for you who possesses the Beiming Divine Art. God has treated me well."
Wu Yazi changed the subject and asked, "Do you know why I have been hiding alone in this dark place for thirty years?"
Song Xingyang pretended not to know, and Wu Yazi told him again about Ding Chunqiu's plot against him.
"Fortunately, Xinghe rescued me and deceived Ding Chunqiu into Xingxiu Sea. I managed to survive for thirty years with this crippled body, setting up the Zhenlong chess game in order to find a disciple with both intelligence and appearance to succeed me. mantle."
Song Xing asked again: "Mr. Congbian is my senior's disciple. He wants to kill Ding Chunqiu. Why should my senior sacrifice the near and seek the far away?"
Wu Yazi shook his head and said: "Although Xinghe is smart, his talent is limited and he is distracted by side studies. Even if he can inherit my skills, he may not be Ding Chunqiu's opponent."
"I see that your divine light is restrained. The skills you just revealed, the Beiming Divine Kung Fu, have been mastered and entered the palace. Your martial arts talent is even higher than that of Ding Chunqiu, the rebellious disciple. When I teach you the secrets of the Xiaoyao Sect, you will definitely reach a higher level. "
Song Xing looked at Wu Yazi's expectant eyes, shook his head and said, "I really want to learn the Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao Sect, but I won't join the Xiaoyao Sect."
Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment and asked strangely: "Why? You should know that although our Xiaoyao sect is not well-known, all kinds of martial arts are rare magical skills in the world, and ordinary people can't learn them."
Of course Song Xing knew that what Wu Yazi said was true, but he still didn't want to deceive him and said bluntly: "Because..."
Before he finished speaking, the wooden house was suddenly shattered by a majestic force. At the same time, Ding Chunqiu's wanton laughter was heard: "Hahahaha, Su Xinghe, old immortal, I knew you were going to cheat me out, there must be something weird, old thief." You are not dead. I never thought that the magical power I have been pursuing so hard is actually right in front of me."
