Wushuang's body floats to the vast expanse without traces.

"No, I can't fight you now."

Qianqiu Wuhen shook his head.

Han Qi scolded from a distance: "Wu Shuang, don't bother me and challenge him. You are still a thousand miles away."

"A long time ago, I tried to force my opponents to play and realize my long-term potential."

Wushuang smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What's more, I will leave Daqin soon and go to the outer waters. If I don't fight now, I will have no chance in the future."

As soon as this said, Qin Emperor, Han Qi and others looked angry, and they had never seen such a martial arts fanatic.

What's even more terrifying is that with the injured bodies of Qin Huang and others, they may not be able to stop Wushuang.

"Wushuang." A voice came from the stone statue of the barbarian king of the Hundred Tribes.

It was indeed Yang Fan who spoke.

"There will be a battle that belongs to Grandmaster Qianqiu and me."

Yang Fan was like a breeze, his clothes were flying, and his presence was easily overlooked.

Wushuang sighed softly when she heard this, her figure shook, disappeared from the top of the sea of ​​clouds, and fell to the game platform.

Then he stood beside Hu Fei, without saying a word, but looked up at the confrontation between Yang Fan and Qianqiu Wuhen.

This situation surprised everyone and couldn't help but look at Yang Fan with a brand new look.

The others on the field could not stop Wushuang, and Yang Fan made him give up immediately and say nothing.

Boom~~~

At the same time, the ancient game platform, the Xian Qin Shihuang and the Baishi Barbarian King, two stone statues that were thousands of feet tall, slowly approached.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Three hundred miles...two hundred miles...one hundred miles...fifty miles...

Suddenly, the landscape of the entire game platform changed again.

The sea of ​​clouds around disappeared, and the world was pitch black.

Around the game platform, there is a dark starry sky in the universe.

Two ancient statues weighing billions of pounds approached little by little in the mysterious starry sky, making a roar that vibrated the void.

At this moment, everyone was looking up at the game stage.

boom!!

Finally, when the two ancient statues were ten miles apart, they suddenly stopped.

The two stone statues shook violently, but the two people standing above remained motionless, their clothes swayed gently, and their majestic figure became the protagonists who dominated the final under the dark night.

The fourth chessboard style: fateful duel

The two great masters continue the unfinished battle of ancient mythological figures millions of years ago.

Yang Fan and Qianqiu Wuhen, with their hands on their backs, closed their eyes with each other, and their spirits merged with the ancient stone statues under their feet.

Boom~~~

The powerful spiritual will emanated from the two huge statues of gods, and the overwhelming light of destruction passed by the two of them over and around them.
Chapter completed!