511: C511 Heaven and Earth Were like a Game of Chess

C511 Heaven and Earth Were like a Game of Chess

When Ye Motian attacked, Lu Fann suddenly moved. A majestic Qi burst out from his body. His eyes seemed to be filled with stars as he shouted, "Heaven and earth are like a game of chess..."

In the sky, several pillars of light shot down from the positions of the Big Dipper, locking Ye Motian in place. He was unable to move and the punch could no longer continue.

"What!? Damned old man, aren't you crippled of your cultivation? What cultivation technique is this... Hurry up and let go of this seat! "

Ye Motian's face revealed a look of shock and anger. He realized that even if he used all of his means, he still wouldn't be able to break free from the control of the Starlight Formation. This kind of helplessness was something he had only experienced from the monk who swept the ground in Shaolin Temple.

The sweeping monk was a Soul Formation cultivator. He could smash a mountain with a single palm. What kind of cultivation was Lu Fann at?!

"The world is divided into black and white, and people fight for honor and honor... Now, both of us are in the game. If you really have the ability to defy the heavens, you can use it to break the formation."

Lu Fann sat cross-legged on the ground and muttered something under his breath. This was a formation that could be used to exchange for one's life. It required the caster to trap themselves with the enemy and fight them like a chess piece. The outcome was often better to break the jade than to destroy the tile.

The chess piece that he threw out just now was not that simple. He had set up the formation here for dozens of years. Ever since he retired from the Pugilistic World, half of his effort had been spent on this. He had never thought that this day would finally come in handy!

"Old man! Even the heavens can't kill me... It's just a small chess game, open it for me!!"

Ye Motian was like a wild beast that had been locked down. He let out a shrill roar that shook the sky. The devil Qi on his body turned into all kinds of weapons and attacked Lu Fann.

"Wah..."

Something strange happened. When Lu Fann was injured, Ye Motian spurted out blood at the same time, and his injury was even heavier than his opponent's.

"You... What kind of demonic technique is this? You have been living in seclusion for dozens of years, so it turns out that you are studying this kind of demonic technique..."

Ye Motian almost fainted from being hit by his own attack. He was a bit hesitant to attack. He really didn't know how to break the formation. This starlight was the power of the Big Dipper. Although he had reached the half-step Soul Formation realm, how could he compete with the seven suns?

"Devil, did you expect this day to come? This technique is the most orthodox Daoist curse. After entering the game, our fates have been mixed together and exchanged for lives. It is the most fair!"

"You've killed too many lives in your life. Now that you've gotten such a result, you're asking for it!"

Blood flowed out from the corner of Lu Fann's mouth, but he revealed a pure smile. He did not want to end like this. He calculated his own lifespan and wanted to witness the descent of the Emperor Star.

Unfortunately, this tribulation was too difficult. If it was a rare lifespan, he would have already been reduced to dust by Ye Motian's punch.

"The Taishang Star has never stopped reacting. It expels evil spirits to protect itself. Its intelligence and mind are clear and calm, and its three souls will never be destroyed..."

He muttered something. The light from the Big Dipper was getting more and more intense. Even if the other party had monstrous devil energy, it would still be difficult for him to escape this purgatory.

When the light reached its peak, the night turned into day. The house collapsed with a loud bang. Everything within several dozen kilometers was silent. No living creature dared to run out to investigate the situation.

"Senior brother... how are you..."

A big rock was pushed away. Nangong Changan's clothes were stained with blood. He stood up with his sword. When he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank and his tall body shook.

Lu Fann sat cross-legged on the ground. His head fell down powerlessly. The vitality in his body was extremely scarce. If it wasn't for the fact that his Spiritual Sense had not degenerated, he wouldn't have been able to hear his opponent's breathing and heartbeat.

"Hahaha... Good! What a great Lu Fann, what a game of chess..."

Ye Motian's entire appearance changed, as if he had aged by fifty years in an instant. His hair was white, his body was hunched, and he let out a sorrowful laugh.

Lu Fann's last resort was to exchange his life for his, igniting his and Ye Motian's lifespan. Now, both of them had reached the end of their lives, but Ye Motian was still a little younger, and he still had the ability to move.

"I'll send all of you on your way now. Your senior and junior brothers can also accompany you on the road to the Yellow Spring!"

Killing intent flashed across his yellow eyes. He thrust his palm forward. The terrifying palm force caused the air to rumble.

"Clang!"

But at this moment, Nangong Changan suddenly rushed over and blocked the attack with his sword.1

"This devil... I've refined ninety percent of his life force... and now he's just a crossbow with a strong bow. Nangong, this is a good opportunity, don't... be soft-hearted..."

Lu Fann's voice came intermittently, like rotten wood. He was about to die at any moment, like a firefly in the snow, still emitting light.

"Defiant disciple!"

The sword intent in Nangong Changan's heart became incomparably pure at this moment. The sword pointed towards the sky and cut off the last remaining life force in Ye Motian's body!

Ye Motian took a step back and looked at the wound on his body. There was a complicated look in his eyes. There was regret and unwillingness in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he did not say anything. In the end, he fell to the ground and did not move.

He was originally a lord of a region, but unfortunately, his fate was not good. He tried to walk the path of Dao Verification with his life on the line, but in the end, he died in a place no one knew about.

Nangong Changan felt as if he had been having a long nightmare. Now that he had finally woken up, the amount of effort he had put into Ye Motian was no less than Shen Qingfeng's. Unfortunately, this was the will of the heavens. In the end, both of them had gone to two extremes.

"Senior brother, hold on. I have the pill here..."

After he regained his senses, he threw down the long sword in his hand. He searched his body in a flurry. The last time Shen Qingfeng came here to visit them, most of them were high tier pill that could strengthen one's foundation. Perhaps it could help Lu Fann's injuries.

"There's no need for that. I used a forbidden technique just now. This is an injury of the Great Dao. The pill can't cure it, so don't waste it."

"Everything is destined in the dark..."

"Nangong, call that Shen Qingfeng back! I have something to say to him..."

Lu Fann's life had come to an end, and his life was hanging by a thread. However, cultivators naturally had some special methods. He used silver needles to seal the acupoints around him. He sealed the last trace of life force in order to see Shen Qingfeng for the last time. He had fulfilled one of his wishes.

"Senior brother..."

Nangong Changan knelt down on one knee. He had been magnanimous throughout his life and seldom owed favors. He did not expect that his senior brother would be implicated in the end. The other party did not even have the chance to live peacefully in his old age.

Why were swordsmen always accompanied by loneliness?

In the cold night, there was only a sorrowful cry left.

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