The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 36: Yi Feng VS Le Yi
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The Baizhang Tiance gradually became smaller, gradually turning into a one-foot-long scroll and falling into the emperor's hands, and all the golden light on the emperor's body also gathered to Tiance!
"Huh!"
The emperor turned his hands and put away the Tiance, looked around, stepped on the platform. Even if the Tiance competition is over, the emperor is still the focus of Tianshou Guangru at the moment.
The emperor walked slowly towards Yanchuan.
Everyone's eyes are also on the emperor.
"I'm leaving, goodbye to see you!" The emperor said to Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan seems to have known it a long time ago, and nodded: "Yeah!"
Stepping, the emperor left in one direction and walked out of the Tianshou Guangyuan.
"Emperor? What is the origin?"
"Does he know Yan Chuan?"
"Whose disciple is the emperor?"
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There was constant discussion all around.
"Stop, you can't go!" A voice suddenly sounded.
There was a sound, which immediately caused everyone to turn their heads, but it was Gu Yue Shengzi who narrowed his eyes, staring at the emperor.
The emperor paused slightly and turned his head to look at Saint Gu Yue. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"You are not allowed to leave here until the end of the Heavenly Grant Conference!" Gu Yue Shengzi said coldly.
"Huh?"
Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes to look at the Gu Yue Shengzi, before the end of the Heavenly Granting Conference? Could something else happen? Yan Chuan thoughtfully.
The emperor turned his head to ignore Gu Yue Shengzi, as if he hadn't heard at all, and continued to walk outside.
"Huh!"
Gu Yue Shengzi's figure flickered, and instantly appeared in front of the emperor.
"I said, you are not allowed to leave, didn't you hear?" Gu Yue Shengzi's eyes were cold, and a huge momentum spurted out.
The aura of the Middle Void Realm is much greater than that of the Lower Void Realm.
The repairmen nearby were suddenly backed down by this momentum.
The imposing manner went straight to the emperor, and the emperor seemed to be unaffected at all, and walked towards Gu Yue Shengzi step by step.
"Crack, click, click!"
There were a lot of cracks on the floor under the strong momentum of Gu Yue Shengzi.
But the emperor still walked forward. Step by step, it seems that there is no pressure at all. Countless pairs of eyes all around showed surprise.
Slowly, the emperor walked to Gu Yue Shengzi.
The emperor stared at Gu Yue Shengzi with a chill in his eyes.
"Boom!"
It was as if a long knife shot through the eyes of the emperor, and suddenly inserted into Gu Yue Shengzi's mind, a powerful will rushed straight in.
The proud will of Gu Yue Shengzi in the past, under the domineering sword-shaped will of the emperor, is fundamentally fragile, destroying and decayed, all shattered.
"Boom!"
Guyue Saint Child's soul trembled, and his mind was in a state of confusion. It took a while before he sobered up from the panic. But the whole person's spirit has languished a lot.
"Jingzhao’s second servant of the sun and the moon, you are the son of the day servant? Only the middle virtual realm, dare to stop me? If it were not for the face of Jingzhao, you have died a thousand times, blocking me, Die!" The emperor was cold.
When he stepped on, Gu Yue Shengzi instinctively gave way, his eyes were inexplicably horrified.
The emperor's terrifying will has already told everything, even if Gu Yue Shengzi is stupid, he dare not stop at this moment, covered in cold sweat, watching the emperor slowly leave.
At this moment, Gu Yue Shengzi didn't have any thoughts to block. But his eyes were full of horror.
A large number of cultivators all around looked curiously and came over.
"Holy Son? What's the matter?" Chang San came over and wondered.
The king of piano, king of chess, and king of books also gathered around.
The spirit was sluggish, watching the emperor stepping away, and Gu Yue Shengzi slowly recovered.
All around were staring at him, and Gu Yue Shengzi suddenly felt like a light on his back. He had been aiming at the emperor everywhere before, but now it seems so ridiculous!
"Go!" Gu Yue Shengzi said solemnly.
Here, I can’t stay any longer.
With the corpses of four people and Chang Si, he quickly left the Tianshou Guangyuan, leaving tens of thousands of people curious.
Not long after, on a floating island outside Tianshou Guangnichang.
Gu Yue Shengzi led the four of them and looked at the Tianshou Guangyuan in the distance coldly.
"Holy Son, the emperor, let him go?" Chang San said through gritted teeth.
Chang San didn't know that the emperor and Gu Yue had already fought before. Although he couldn't help the emperor, he hoped that Gu Yue Shengzi could make a move. Reported revenge for killing his brother.
"The emperor?" Gu Yue Shengzi's face twitched.
For the emperor, Gu Yue Shengzi didn't even want to provoke her, this person is left to his father to deal with.
"We still have important tasks. Although we have lost the Heavenly Strategy, we still have the Fengshen Strategy!" Gu Yue Shengzi shook his head.
"Yes!" Chang San nodded unwillingly.
Everyone once again stared at the Tianshou Guangyuan in the distance.
The gods gave a wide field, and the shock brought by the emperor was slowly digested by the powerhouses. The venue was also cleaned up.
There are seven to eighty thousand cultivators, of which nearly seventy thousand are Confucian cultivators. They all support Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian. The shock before it didn't take long before they were covered by waves of expectations.
Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian, great scholars and great sages of Julu Academy!
What kind of competition will the three parties be?
"Goddess Zhichen, please testify, contend for the strategy of Fengshen, start!" Menciu cried again.
The Tianshou Guangyuan field suddenly fell silent.
It's still the fighting platform, but now the fighting platform is no longer fighting, but fighting.
On the fighting platform, Le Yi took twenty great scholars and slowly stepped onto the fighting platform!
Yan Chuan took Wang Su, Yi Feng, and Wen Ruo onto the fighting platform! Mo Yuxi hugged Meow and waited.
Sima Yuntian and his seventy-two disciples also stepped onto the platform.
Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian, and Le Yi are in a triangle shape. Wen Dou will begin, and the Confucian scholars in the Quartet hold their breath.
"The battle for Fengshen Ce was different from Tian Ce. The two decided to win one first and then pass the test of Julu Academy, or should they pass the test first and then compete with each other?" Le Yi laughed.
Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian looked at each other.
"Test first!"
"We will fight later!"
Sima Yuntian and Yan Chuan said at the same time.
Receiving this answer, Le Yi nodded.
"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, as long as there are two of them that can win the 21 of us on the stage, they can pass! What do you want to test first?" Le Yi said.
"Chess!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.
Yan Chuan and Le Yi also nodded, no objection!
In the space between the hands and on the fighting platform, two chessboards slowly protruded out, standing in the center of the three.
"Yifeng!" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Yes!" Yi Feng nodded.
Swinging the long sleeves gently, Yifeng stepped forward, and the breeze blew up her sideburns, looking very free and easy.
"Mr. Yi!"
"It really is Mr. Yi!"
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There was a burst of excitement from the audience.
Sima Yuntian looked at a disciple, who also nodded and stepped out.
"Second Brother of Seventy-Two Confucian Scholars? Zhang Shen!"
"Among the disciples of Sima Yuntian, who is the first in chess?"
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There was constant discussion all around, Le Yi also saw the people of the two sides fighting, nodded, smiled slightly: "Mr. Zao Wen Yi has amazing skills, Le Yi has been looking forward to it for a long time!"
Speaking, Le Yi confessed to a big Confucian who played Zhang Shen against that big Confucian, but he walked towards Yi Feng's chessboard.
"The Music Academy is making a shot personally?"
"I heard that the master of the music academy is best at the piano. Chess can only be ranked second, but he is a great sage after all. He must be much better than those great scholars!"
"Zhang Shen vs. Da Confucian, but Mr. Yi vs. Da Xian?"
"This is not fair!"
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There is a lot of unwillingness in the audience, but the two players have already sat down. Yi Feng did not have the slightest timidity, but smiled faintly: "Ju Lu Academy, Daxian? Yi Feng has been looking forward to it for many years!"
After being polite to each other, Yi Feng began to settle down.
"Pop!"
Two games of chess, formally enter the state of fighting chess.
Countless cultivators in the audience passed their spells and saw the children on the stage, all attentively.
Yan Chuan, who was behind Yi Feng, looked at Sima Yuntian not far away.
At this moment, Sima Yuntian did not pay attention to the chessboard, but looked at the mouth of the mountain in the distance of the Hundred Saints Righteous Altar, and looked at Menciu and others.
Sima Yuntian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if something was brewing.
In the distance, Meng Ziqiu looked at Mr. Wen Ruo behind Yan Chuan, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
Wen Ruo looked at Meng Ziqiu, his face flashed with pain. The father and the son are facing each other, but they are speechless for a while, and they are very unhappy in their hearts.
Behind a large number of practitioners, Mr. Wen Ruo bowed solemnly towards Mencius.
He didn't speak, just bowed.
Meng Ziqiu sighed slightly when seeing his son's attitude, bitterness flashed in his eyes.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"……………………
The sound of falling children keeps on.
"Accepted!" Zhang Shen won first. Won a battle for Sima Yuntian.
"Teacher!" Zhang Shenxing returned eagerly to report.
"Hmm!" Sima Yuntian nodded, his expression unchanged.
Zhang Shen returned to the 72nd Confucian team. Everyone looked at Yi Feng vs. Le Yi.
One is Mr. Yi, who has risen to fame two years ago and has not been defeated, and the other is Daxian of Julu Academy.
Although it was only a drop and no spells were poured into it, there was a whirlwind unprovoked in the sky above the chessboard, as if to reflect the danger on the chessboard.
Yi Feng settled quickly. Although his gaze was chaotic, his chess style was fierce. He seemed to be sitting on the battlefield, lined up, and groups of troops were killing Le Yi.
Le Yi is the most common style of chess in the spiritual world. It seems to be sitting in a sect, directing his disciples to make moves one after the other, blooming on all sides, with great hands, like a sect master playing one by one.
One side is like an empire army, and the other is like a sect disciple.
It's like a rivalry between an empire and a sect. Either the sect suppressed the empire or the empire destroyed the sect.
"Kill!" "Roar!" "I am invincible!"…………
In the room, Le Yi seemed to have heard a thousand troops come to kill. On the chessboard, although there are not many masters in the army, the army is upright and vigorous. Every time the army is pressed, it can make the sect master unable to parry.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"………………
Le Yi's face became more and more ugly as he kept falling.
"The army goes straight in, all arrows are sent!" Yi Feng smiled slightly.
"Pop!"
Another black spot fell, and suddenly the chessboard changed drastically. Le Yi, who was immersed in the chessboard, seemed to see that thousands of troops had gathered in front of the sect.
Following the command of Yi Feng’s last son, thousands of arrows were sent straight to the crumbling sect, thousands of troops and horses roared into the sect, corpses everywhere, blood flowed everywhere. Chenghe, the foundation of the sect, was instantly collapsed into flat ground by thousands of troops!
"Pop!"
The chess piece in Le Yi's hand was crushed by himself. It collapsed, the empire army had already wiped out the sect, and the rest was scattered remnants. This game of chess cannot be played.
"Le Yi has been taught!" Le Yi got up and gave a slight salute.
"Acceptance!" Yi Feng also smiled and got up to salute. (To be continued)
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