Chapter 180: A Chess Game Between Heaven and Earth (Please subscribe! Please vote!)
The moon is high in the sky,

Spreading endless cold light, making the whole earth appear in a cold tone,

It gives people a quiet and cold feeling.

This feeling is strongest in Siming Mountain.

There was a chill in the air, a chill that was chilling.

This chill comes from one place.
From one person,

A knife in one's hand.

This knife is a weapon made of fine iron. Although it is considered a fine weapon, it is still just an ordinary knife.

But tonight,
This knife is no ordinary one.

It has become extraordinary and no longer ordinary.

Because this knife accomplished something extraordinary tonight.

This sword surpasses the three grand masters tonight.

The three strongest fighters in this world can’t even raise their heads.

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Wu Zun Bi Xuan said tiredly: "What the hell is going on! This sword technique is weird, and the man is also weird. He has already chopped nearly fifty or sixty times. Doesn't his true energy cost money?"

Master Yijian's master, Cailin, also said with a tired look on his face: "Who said it wasn't true? You keep asking questions."

Wu Zun Bi Xuan asked angrily: "Is there any other way? Song Que's method doesn't work. We can't get close at all."

Song Que was younger than Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin, so it was okay to call them by their first names, and they were not friends to begin with.

At this point it was just forced cooperation.

Tian Dao Song Que said impatiently: "No way."

Master Yijian, Shi Cailin, said with a serious expression, "If we add another master of the Grandmaster level, we will definitely be able to kill the tyrant Yang Guang with all our might."

Wu Zun Bi Xuan joked: "There are not many Grandmasters in the world. How can we find a Grandmaster to help us now?"

Master Yijian Shi Cailin snorted sarcastically, "Humph! There are at least two other Grand Masters in this Siming Mountain."

As soon as these words were spoken, Martial Master Bi Xuan and Heavenly Sword Song Que fell silent.

They are not newbies in the world, how could they not know what is going on?
It's obviously those people who are waiting.
Wait for them to continue fighting.
Wait until they fight more fiercely.

Wait until they both lose.
They come out again to reap the benefits.

This made Master Yijian, Shi Cailin and the other two feel extremely heavy.

If they delay any further, all three of them will be completely defeated in Siming Mountain.

Master Yijian Shi Cailin said: "We must break the impasse, otherwise even if we drag it out until the tyrant Yang Guang runs out of energy, we will be kept here forever by these rats."

Tian Dao Song Que and Wu Zun Bi Xuan couldn't help but look at Fu Cailin. When Fu Cailin said this, it was obvious that he had an idea in mind.

Master Yijian Shi Cailin said sternly, "Don't act like this at this time. You haven't shown your true abilities, have you?"

Song Que and Bi Xuan both had noncommittal expressions on their faces, and they basically had the same idea in their minds that they were keeping a trump card to guard against their two temporary teammates.

Master Yijian Shi Cailin frowned and said, "Among the three of us, you, Bi Xuan, have the fastest attack and the most damage. You gather your strength, and we will cover you as you pass, get close to Yang Guang, knock his weapon away, and then kill Yang Guang together."

Song Que's face was a little gloomy. They were discussing killing the emperor of the Central Plains in front of him. No matter how he looked at it, he felt like the general was rubbing his face on the ground crazily!
Master Fu Cailin's swordsmanship is all about the Yi sword, so how could he not understand the human heart?
Master Yijian Shi Cailin quickly said, "Yang Guang has obviously lost his humanity. If you don't kill him, you will surely die. Moreover, this murderous nature will surely cause a huge amount of killing once it leaves Siming Mountain. Don't worry about it."

Song Que remained silent upon hearing this. He neither agreed nor refused. He just mechanically blocked the knife that was meant to hit his face.

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Martial Master Bi Xuan was in a state of unity between man and horse, his eyes stern.

The weapon in his hand, the "Moon Wolf Spear", kept spinning in the air, and with each rotation, the power on it would increase.

“Hohohoho!!!!!”

The sound of the spear spinning and cutting through the air is getting louder and louder, and the pressure is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, he was accumulating strength on the spot and did not drive his horse to charge.

Because it must be a straight line charge to have the bonus of strength.

but,

Obviously, it is impossible to charge in a straight line at this time.

When you charge, you will encounter the powerful sword energy coming towards you.

If you don't block or dodge, you will be chopped alive on the spot. If you block or dodge, the charge and charge will be interrupted.

So he stayed where he was, gathering his strength and waiting.

Waiting for Fu Cailin and Song Que,
Wait for the opportunity!
Wait for Fu Cailin and Song Que to create an opportunity for him.

Otherwise he wouldn't be able to attack.

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Master Yijian Shi Cailin's mind entered into his own state of mind.
At this moment in his heart,

By my side,

Siming Mountain,
This entire space turned into a chessboard in his mind.

It was as if the whole world had become a chessboard.

Fu Cailin showed no expression of either sadness or joy, his mind was filled with endless calculations and endless deductions.

In the eyes of the spectators, Fu Cailin looked like an old man next door who had just finished his dinner.

Take a walk along the roadside path to help digest your food.

Fu Cailin's steps were very steady, very slow, and very leisurely.

There were constantly giant air blades forty meters long falling from the sky in the distance, or sweeping across the sky.

but,

None of them could hurt Fu Cailin at all.

Fu Cailin only held the sword in one hand.
With every step he took, he stabbed a sword into the air or swung out a stream of sword energy.

The sword energy that was swung out seemed very confusing to bystanders.

Because I can't see the reason for doing this.

It's like you're firing a machine gun into the air. It's just a waste of bullets!
but,

next moment,
No one will think so anymore.

All the sword energy that had been released into the air for unknown reasons before was suppressed by the blade of the magic sword later.

It was as if the two of them were performing in coordination with each other with tacit understanding, allowing the attack to hit the tip of Fu Cailin's sword.

Every sword strike was so correct, and so accurately predicted where the magic knife would reach.

Fu Cailin's steps were moving forward slowly.

step!
Two steps!

Three steps!

Four steps!

Five steps!

……

Although each step is very slow, the distance across the domain is actually not far at all.

And each step is not easy.

Not only is it not easy, it is also very complicated.

Every sword move that Fu Cailin made was made after countless deductions in his mind.

Each sword strikes at the weakest point of the magic knife's blade.

These are all very brain-intensive. Although the movements are very free and easy and chic, Fu Cailin's brows are a little swollen and painful.

He is working hard on this!
suddenly,

Master Yijian Shi Cailin slammed his sword on the ground, and shouted in a very exhausted voice: "Brother Song, it's your turn."

Song Que suddenly jumped out from behind Fu Cailin, then slashed out with his sword, colliding with the magic sword's energy.

Fu Cailin was mentally exhausted, seven points of this were true and three points were false.

He was also on guard against Song Que and Bi Xuan. If they ran away, he would immediately stop resisting their attacks.

He is also afraid of over-consumption.

Fu Cailin glanced at several places in the distance.

(End of this chapter)