Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Pen Interest Pavilion www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Sword Immortal in this latest chapter!    Shen Xiaoyan took a deep breath and adjusted his essence.

A full ten breaths later, he felt himself entering the best state before slowly raising his hand, running his Xuan Qi, extending his finger and gently tapping on the middlemost position on the chessboard.

The starting move is Tian Yuan.

Heaven and Earth are one.

The wind and clouds on the chessboard coalesced into a black piece at Shen Xiaoyan's fingertips.

Ding.

The piece falls.

Seeing this, the 'chess master' was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

The starting move, Tianyuan, was the opposite of Shen Xiaoyan's previous chess path.

"It seems that you do have some enlightenment."

The chess old man said, also raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, condensing the wind clouds on the chessboard, transforming into a white piece.

Ding.

Sixteen rows and sixteen columns of stars.

The first move to play the star is the most stable way to start.

The two men sat on the east and west sides of the stone table on the chessboard, no longer talking, but constantly dropping their pieces and beginning to think about the game.

On the game table, waves of light flowed from the arcane pattern formation.

The chessboard table was projected into the air of the first floor hall.

The game was broadcast live on a small scale.

Among the strong martial artists who were watching, there were also those who had some attainments in Go, all of them watched with bated breath as the projection of the game continued to drop and drop, occasionally some people whispered, but their voices were very well controlled, not daring to disturb the thinking and fighting of the two people on the game table.

As the time passed, Shen Xiaoyan's speed of dropping the pieces, more and more slowly.

His forehead, seeping a layer of fine beads of sweat.

His expression began to change, sometimes hideous, sometimes distorted, as if he had fallen into the heart of the demon.

The 'chess old man' sitting on his many sides always looked the same, every time he dropped a piece, almost without thinking, lifting his hand and reaching out, it was the wind and clouds coalescing, the most relaxed.

"Master Shen is going to lose."

"The gap seems to be a bit big."

Some of the chess watchers below, some of them with high chess power could already see the end.

Sure enough after a few moments -

Ding!

As the last white piece of the 'chess master' fell, a thunderclap rang out from the stone chessboard, and the black and white clouds visible to the naked eye dispersed, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard all disappeared.

Tick.

A bead of sweat fell on the ground by the chessboard.

Shen Xiaoyan's expression changed instantly and finally turned into a long sigh.

"I've lost."

From the start of the game to the winner, it was only one tea time.

It was a quick defeat.

It showed the huge difference in strength between the two sides.

He looked a little dark.

The whole person seemed as if half of his three souls and seven spirits had been drained away.

"Two wins in three games."

The 'Chess Elder' said indifferently, "You still have a chance, you are given time to rest."

Shen Xiaoyan nodded and closed her eyes to recuperate.

After about another tea time, he opened his eyes.

The mental state was much better.

"Come again."

He once again raised his hand and extended his fingers, gathering the wind and clouds on the chessboard, and began to drop his pieces.

The black pieces went first.

The first piece still landed on Tianyuan.

The 'chess old man' glanced at Shen Xiaoyan, shook his head slightly, didn't say anything, and there was just the falling star.

It was as if it was a replica of the first game.

But when it was Shen Xiaoyan's turn to fall for the second time, he stretched out his finger, hanging over the chessboard, the wind and clouds coalesced into a black piece appeared at the tip of his finger, but hesitated to fall ......

This hesitation, is 20 breaths.

Just when the crowd were waiting a little annoyed -

Ta-da-da.

The sound of some kind of animal's hooves came from the distance.

Carrying the silver sword Lin Beichen went and returned.

Above the white clothes, there were stars of blood, as if they were blooming plum blossoms.

The sword in his hand, unblemished, not stained with the slightest trace of blood.

If it weren't for the fact that he was riding a pig on his hip, he wouldn't look much different from when he left.

It was a pink and white pig.

It looks like it's still underage, but instead of the usual pig sloppy and ugly, it's clean and fat.

There is even something adorable about it.

And it must be pointed out that this pink and white fat pig has a speed that is absolutely disproportionate to its size and race.

It ran faster than the average celestial being.

Not only was Lin Beichen riding the pig in a windy manner, he was also carrying a huge parcel on his back.

The package was bulging, and it was not clear what it contained.

Because the parcel is too big, so set off the figure of Lin Beichen riding a pig running wildly, at first glance, it seems to be a shit-shell boy who is trying to roll a huge ball of shit and run.

Lin Beichen's hand, also holding three ropes.

The other end of the rope, tethered to three smaller pink and white fat pigs, grunting behind Lin Beichen.

This image, this picture ......

Seems to be a just robbed the farm even the farmer's pigs are not spared third-rate bandits.

The temperament is all gone.

Following the sound of the crowd, the eyes almost fell to the ground.

What happened?

Didn't this [Pattern Demon] go to trouble with the white-haired cloaked clan?

Why did he snatch four pigs back?

Gah...!

The sound of pig hoof brakes rang out.

The four hooves of the fat white pig braked sharply and made four dents on the ground, whirling outside the Seven Stars Sword Gathering Building.

Whoosh!

Lin Beichen's rolled over and got off the pig.

He tied the reins in his hand to the hitching post at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Qian Qian, come out to collect the courier."

Lin Beichen drank.

The little maid immediately came out with great enthusiasm and picked up the giant package.

Lin Beichen strode into the tavern and jumped directly on the sparring table.

"Huh? Has it already started?"

Lin Beichen stood behind Shen Xiaoyan, swept a glance at the chessboard, and said smilingly, "Is it whoever plays a line of five pieces in a row first, wins?"

The corner of Shen Xiaoyan's mouth twitched and she did not speak.

The 'chess old man', on the other hand, did not even raise his eyelids.

But he didn't say anything to drive away either.

Lin Beichen smilingly said: "Master Shen, you this sword I like too much, too suitable for me, kill the enemy like cutting grass, the sword out of the sound ...... hahaha, you are its creator, want to come up with a name?"

Shen Xiaoyin face skin crazy . Twitch.

He withdrew his finger.

The black son that coalesced at the fingertips dissipated into clouds of air.

"It is yours, what to call it, it's up to you."

Shen Xiaoyan got up and said.

"Grandmaster, this game of chess, is it important to you?"

Lin Beichen looked at Shen Xiaoyan's expression with a hidden hint of tension and disillusionment, completely different from the essence he had when casting the sword before, and said, "You didn't lose a game already, did you?"

Poof.

The latter sentence was like a knife that viciously plunged into Grandmaster Shen's heart.

He silently nodded his head.

The first and last two questions were answered: very important, lost a round.

Lin Beichen thought for a moment and said, "Then you continue to play ah, what are you stopping to look at me for?"

Shen Xiaoyan: "......"

Then can you roll off the sparring table first?

You are the first to disturb me.

"It's okay, you continue to play, continue to play, I'll just look and not say anything."

Lin Beichen mixed does not treat himself as an outsider.

Shen Xiaoyan glanced at the 'chess old man' and saw that the latter had no intention to object, so he did not drive Lin Beichen away, turned around and sat down, and continued to play chess.

Lin Beichen carried the silver sword in his hand and watched from the side.

Of course it wasn't actually just watching.

Instead, he took out his phone, opened the [Yuan You Weiqi] App, and directly opened a single player game of 'master level' difficulty.

He followed the rhythm of the 'Go Master' and started to play inside the app.

Then [Yuan You Weiqi] APP will respond.

In the first few moves, the APP's response to the fall was almost the same as Shen Xiaoyan's fall.

This also shows from the side that Grandmaster Shen's chess power is really good.

The young master Lin, who had turned on the game, watched with joy.

The surrounding martial arts powerhouses, on the other hand, looked at each other with disbelief.

So fast.

Big Shao Lin was done so quickly?

He wouldn't be carrying a sword, went to the periphery of the white-haired cloaked tribe resident skulking around, and then casually found a place to rob four pigs and slipped back, right?

But the blood stains on his body ......

When the crowd was astonished, the martial powerhouse who had previously followed to see the fun in the distance, also returned.

"It's too tragic."

"The white-haired cloaked clan is too miserable."

"Killed all."

"You guys didn't see it, the [Corpse Touching Maniac Demon] rushed into the White Hair Armor Clan's residence, just like chopping leeks, a mess of chopping ah, those peak grand masters, one, two, three levels of celestial swordsmen, under the sword of this maniac demon, simply like weeds were instantly chopped off."

"Wasn't there a level six celestial being sitting at the white-haired cloaked clan's compound?"

"Also died, died old miserable, came out very strong, and ended up being cut down in a few swords by the corpse-touching maniac demon."

"He ...... Lin Beichen surprisingly so strong?"

"and cultivation has nothing to do with the main is his sword, too sharp, the white-haired cloak clan of the sixth level of celestial, holding a set of Dao weapon level sword shield, up and touch the corpse mad demon hard, the result was a sword on the broken shield broken arm, the blood soared up three feet high, the key he reacted only after a few breaths ...... tsk tsk Tsk, the degree of shame, simply tearful ah."

"The sixth level celestial broken an arm does not stop what it? You can recover by stirring up your blood."

"That's the evil thing about that silver sword, it seems to be unable to recover from being decapitated by it ......"

"This is too evil, right?"

"Worthy of being the last sword Master Shen forged in this life."

"All the swordsmen of the white-haired cloaked clan's residence all died under this sword ...... simply ...... too ...... too cool ah, haha, I was directly just laughed out loud."

"Good, this foreign

The race, more and more arrogant in recent years, everywhere burned, killed and looted, especially for my people, it is rumored that they take our people as blood food, within the tribe breeding young . Children as food ...... this time [touching the corpse demon] kill a good ah."

"Speaking of which, suddenly a bit sympathetic to this group of foreigners is going on? Ahaha, just because the temporary intention to seize a sword, the result was blocked the door and killed a clean ......"

"I kind of like the [corpse touching maniac]."

"By the way, this time, did he touch the corpse?"

"This still need to ask? Didn't you guys see that big package he was carrying on his back before? That's the storage cloak of that level six celestial being of the white-haired cloak tribe, [corpse touching maniac devil] didn't let go of any little thing of value, now even if the rat drills into the white-haired cloak tribe's premises, they all have to return empty-handed!"

"That decapitated killing heart?"

"Need to ask? When did he ever lose the traditional art energy?"

"Terrible."

The martial arts powerhouses around the counter were talking and looking at Lin Beichen as if he was looking at a ghost.

This guy was really a vicious person who could not be messed with.

Martial Dao powerhouses who went to watch the fun returned one after another, constantly bringing thrilling news.

All the descriptions proved one thing -

The white-haired cloaked clan group was destroyed.

"What's with the four pigs?"

Someone also asked curiously.

"Huh? Didn't you see it? Those are four flying pigs."

"Flying pigs?"

"Yes, a strange object ranked in the top ten on the continent's foreign beast list, dedicated to traveling and flying, extremely fast, can tow airships, the signature of the Flying Pig Travel Chamber of Commerce, I heard that it was rented from the Flying Pig Travel Chamber of Commerce by the white-haired cloaked tribe this time in order to catch up, and it also ended up in Lin Beichen's hands."

Amidst the martial artists' chatter, the master and disciple of the 'Wen Xiang Sword House' had also returned to the restaurant and sat down again.

The game table.

The game was still going on.

Shen Xiaoyan's pieces were falling slower and slower.

When it came to the eleventh time, the position he stretched out his finger to point at was different from the response given by the [Yuan You Weiqi] App.

Lin Beichen's heart shook.

Is this a mistake?

The [Yuan You Weiqi] APP shouldn't make mistakes.

So Grandmaster Shen's thinking is going astray?

Seeing that Grandmaster Shen was about to play, Lin Beichen suddenly coughed lightly, and then let out a long sigh.

Shen Xiaoyan's movement was immediately stopped.

He subconsciously looked up at Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen sighed and shook his head at the same time.

Shen Xiaoyan's eyebrows then furrowed up.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of 'Elder Go' and said, ''What? Pope Lin is also good at Weiqi?"

Lin Beichen laughed heatedly and said, "Don't understand, don't understand, hehehe."

Shen Xiaoyan didn't say anything, raised his hand and continued to drop the pieces towards that previous board position.

"Cough cough cough ......"

Lin Beichen directly coughed up, as if his throat was scalded by boiling water.

Shen Xiaoyan withdrew her hand, looked up at him again, and said, "This move of mine, is there a problem?"

Lin Beichen hesitated for a moment, looked at 'Chess Elder', and said, "May I ask ...... if I may interject?"

"Yes."

Instead of objecting, 'Elder Chess' looked as if he was looking forward to it.

"Elder Chess, is this ...... okay?"

A look of surprise surfaced on Shen Xiaoyan's face.

The 'chess old man' took a sip of wine from his gourd and said vaguely, "You forged the sword for him, and the sword is still stained with your arm blood, so it is considered to be tainted with karma, and he helped you play chess, within the rules."

Shen Xiaoyin thought about it.

"Then in your opinion, where should this move, in the opinion of the coronation, fall?" He looked at Lin Beichen and asked.

"Maybe ......"

Lin Beichen reached out and tapped the position where Black landed in the game of [Yuan You Weiqi] app and said, "Maybe we can try here?"

Shen Xiaoyan's eyes stared.

The words of that position ......

It doesn't seem like a no-brainer.

No, it's not just okay, it's better.

A better preference.

Follow-up thoughts, instant clarity.

Shen Xiaoyan glanced at Lin Beichen in surprise, then followed his instructions to drop the tile.

"Interesting, huh, interesting."

A look of surprise also appeared on the face of 'Elder Chess'.

It's as if the lone invincible powerhouse has finally found a potentially evenly matched opponent.

Without thinking, he responded by immediately dropping his tile.

Shen Xiaoyan pondered slightly and also began to play.

Before landing, he glanced at Lin Beichen.

The latter's face was expressionless and unresponsive.

So feel free to drop your tile.

So continued, four consecutive steps, Lin Beichen did not make another sound to remind.

Because Shen Xiaoyan's fall is exactly the same as in the [Yuan You Weiqi] app.

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