The Go played by Mingyue and Feng Wanxue was completely unappreciative. Since they set the first piece, the sound of the move never stopped. The two of them ran their fingers as if they were flying, and the black and white chess pieces were placed on the board quickly as if they were reviewing the game.

In less than ten minutes, the chessboard was filled with chess pieces. It was not until this time that Feng Huaxue's speed gradually slowed down. Even if it was slow, it was much faster than those professional chess players who often played for two or three hours.

Feng Wanxue frowned. She looked at Mingyue, who was calm and composed on the other side. She couldn't help but realize that playing chess is an activity that tests concentration. Playing chess like them is not only a test of chess skills, but also a test of thinking ability. Mingyue is very smart. Feng Wanxue knew it, but she didn't expect that Mingyue's logical thinking ability was so strong. She was far faster than her thinking speed.

At this time, a wave of spiritual power came from beside him, and Ding Ling, Xiao Wuhen and A Youduo appeared at the same time. As soon as he appeared, Xiao Wuhen cursed.

Ding Ling's eyes flashed, and the purple color in his pupils quickly faded. When he saw that the two of them were playing chess, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Feng Wanxue turned around and looked at him unhappily with a chess piece.

Ding Ling didn't mind either. He stood on the edge of the chessboard with a smile and said casually: Feng Huaxue, if I were you, I would never play chess with Mingyue.

Feng Wanxue snorted softly and dropped the chess piece.

Then Mingyue ate directly.

Feng Wanxue looked at the chessboard. With her chess skills, she had already seen that she should push the chessboard and admit defeat, but because Ding Ling and the others didn't come out and she didn't have time, she struggled to support her. The update was the fastest and most stable

Ding Ling laughed and said: Mingyue itself is a supercomputer. I really can't find a more humiliating way to play chess with her.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Ling suddenly turned around, and at the same time, Feng Wanxue and Mingyue also improved their realm.

Ding Ling's pupils shrank slightly. With his wave of his hand, the fish intestines were instantly unsheathed, and then turned into a white rainbow light in the air, flying towards the monster that was falling in the wind.

At the peak of level seven, or level eight. Mingyue quickly and accurately reported the strength of the monster.

As long as it is not level 9, it can be done. Ding Ling laughed, he controlled the fish intestine and killed the monster, and then he frowned in shock. In his spiritual sense, the monster's body seemed to be a little wrong, and it was not much bigger than a sparrow.

Then, a small bat appeared in their sight.

The bat was not the color of ordinary black, but with the purple-black that seemed to have dried up after the blood stains. It was seen nimblely avoiding the spirit sword, and its body turned into black lightning and rushed towards the five people.

At this time, Feng Wanxue stood up, and she grabbed a chess piece with her jade fingers, snorted coldly, raised her right hand, and more than ten black and white chess pieces shot at the bat with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. At the same time, she whispered: It's the Blood Clan

The vampire Ding Ling was stunned for a moment. He thought of the legends about the blood clan in his mind. Isn’t the vampire just bats, and it is said that vampires above the earl can transform into the form of a blood bat.

As if to verify Feng Wanxue's words, the bat was shocked when he saw the chess piece in the sky. After a fog, the bat disappeared, and a phantom containing powerful spiritual power appeared in front of the five people.

Looking at the phantom turning into a beautiful blonde man, Ding Ling glared, not knowing whether to come forward to say hello or do something

If it was just a simple monster, then he would have no psychological burden or pressure when he started to fight. However, this guy suddenly turned into a human form and became a smart creature, so there was a need to have a conversation.

Ding Ling's English speaking is not very good, so he touched the wind and swept the snow.

Feng Wanxue looked at the handsome face of the blood clan man without any appreciation. She frowned and blurted out in a series of English: Although the practitioners of the Central Plains are not inherently hostile to the blood clan, we hope you will answer honestly, what are you doing when you run to our Kunlun Fairy Mountain?

Bruce was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ding Ling to attack him with a spirit sword, nor did he expect Feng Wanxue to ask him in such a tough tone. However, after being stunned, the innate pride and nobility of the blood clan appeared on his face instantly. You know, he is not the slag blood clan who relies on sucking human blood for a living, but the blood clan who has fought with the church's Judgment Knights and the priests for hundreds of years in his long life.

So Bruce said in the gentlest tone he thought: As you said, this is the territory of the Eastern world of practice, so I will not kill you, please leave yourself.

Although Ding Ling had a bad speaking voice, he had a good listening experience. He couldn't help laughing when he heard this blood clan who was obviously only in the mid-level power of extraordinary words.

At the same time, the wind and snow are smiling.

Mingyue and A Youduo couldn't understand it, but they didn't need to understand it either. They stood at the end and looked at Bruce as if they were looking at a dead person.

Xiao Wuhen scratched his head and said: Feng Jie'er, what is this foreigner talking about?

He said he wanted to fight with you. Feng Wanxue glanced at him and said lightly.

OK OK OK Xiao Wuhen's eyes lit up. He stepped forward, then followed the TV show, hooked his fingers at the blood clan, and then raised his little finger. While doing this action, he also asked Ding Ling: Boss Ding, isn't my movement standard?

Ding Ling laughed: Standard, go up and beat him up, let's watch the scene for you, remember to live.

Hao Lai Xiao Wuhen agreed happily, and then he spread his palms evenly, a red light flashed, and a clever sword appeared in his palm.

Even if Bruce couldn't understand Chinese, he could see that Ding Ling and the others' eyes were full of jokes. He admitted that these Eastern cultivators were very powerful, but he believed that he was a fighting blood clan. Most Eastern cultivators were useless people who could only sit quietly and practice immortality.

At this time, seeing Xiao Wuhen making an insulting gesture to him, Bruce could not bear it. The only thing he was worried about was that these five people came up together, but now he had to fight alone.

Just go to you and become my first oriental man. Bruce thought in his heart, and then he felt that the words of the fight could not release the contemptuous anger in his heart. So he thought for a long time and finally thought of a swear word from the East.

After Bageyalu Bruce cursed, he pounced forward, and the ten fingers of both hands instantly grew ten centimeters, as hard as iron.
Chapter completed!