Chapter 318: Sword Master's Chess Game

Falling?

No, not falling!

It was rising. After jumping off the cliff, once entering the black fog, the whole feeling changed, as if it was turned upside down.

You have to go up with all your strength.

It's like floating up from the deep seabed. The only difference is that there is a natural upward buoyancy in the water, but here, there is no.

Instead, there is a strong pressure coming down from the sky.

It permeates the entire space, preventing Nie Wushuang and others from floating up.

You have to mobilize your true energy and keep your soul stable to resist the pressure from the sky, otherwise you will be pressed down.

Below?

Nie Wushuang looked down.

Endless darkness, surging and rolling with death.

It gave him a sense of déjà vu. It can't be said to be déjà vu, but it should be said to be very familiar and very impressive.

That is the breath from the Nine Netherworld.

If you can't pass through this black fog under the pressure and get knocked down, it's probably not a good thing.

Of course, for Nie Wushuang, this little pressure on his head was nothing, and he could easily resolve it. If he went all out and released all his Dharma clones, this secret realm would probably shatter.

Others?

In the divine sense, among the other three, only Jian Yibai was a little more struggling, but he could still bear it.

So, he did not help secretly.

After a while, his whole body relaxed, and the tight feeling of the divine sense suddenly disappeared. The darkness dissipated, and the starlight sprinkled from the top of his head.

Nie Wushuang looked around.

At this time, the four people were standing in an extremely spacious hall, so spacious that there was no end in sight, like a large plain.

Hundreds of huge corridors towered into the sky, and there was only one at a distance. Hundreds of people holding hands could not hug.

This is the Giant Temple, right?

Everything is huge, and the stone chairs and benches that are occasionally seen are like small mountains.

However, this hall is damaged.

As if they had experienced a great war, the roof above their heads had been blown off and disappeared, leaving nothing behind. The sky was filled with starlight pouring down, and some stone chairs and benches were overturned and broken into several pieces. There were broken eaves and broken walls everywhere.

Only hundreds of towering columns pierced the void.

"Are you newcomers?"

In the distance, a divine thought vibrated and turned into a sound.

Then, a little light flickered in the distance, and after a few flickers, it appeared in front of the four people, suspended in the air, looking down at them.

It was a short and fat Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged on a round, glowing gourd.

"Where are you from?"

The fat Taoist priest did not speak, but a voice sounded.

"Tianxing Sword Sect..."

Nie Wushuang said.

As soon as the words came out, it was as if they were swallowed by something, without any sound, and they could not spread at all.

"Tianxing Sword Sect!"

This time, Nie Wushuang shook his divine thought.

Finally, a voice echoed in the void.

"Jian Tianxing's disciples?"

He looked at Nie Wushuang and the other four, and his eyes fell on Su Yujin.

"Tianxing Sword Sect likes young and talented guys the most. Among these people, only this little girl meets the requirements..."

Su Yujin said.

"My senior brother is from Tianxing Sword Sect, and I am his Taoist partner, from Qixia Sword Sect."

"Huh?"

The fat Taoist touched his head.

"Have I been stationed here for too long?"

"It's only been seventy or eighty years. Has Tianxing Sword Sect changed its character?"

He pointed at Nie Wushuang and Jian Yibai and his wife.

"If you three guys joined Tianxing Sword Sect, you would only be ignored and treated as garbage. You actually came to this Demon-Breaking Palace. I can't understand it, I can't understand it..."

He scratched his scalp.

Finally, he slapped his forehead hard.

"I'm so angry!"

"If I can't figure it out, I won't think about it!"

"By the way, why am I here?"

Slapped his forehead again, and the fat Taoist suddenly realized.

"I don't know if your master has told you that this is the Demon Breaking Hall, and it is also the starting point for the endless void. Every sword gate in Tiandu Mountain, as long as the Disha Zhenren wants to practice, will come here and then go to the endless void!"

"All the sword gate disciples must come here, and I am the guide for this hundred years, you can call me Gourd Taoist..."

This guy who seems to have Alzheimer's and poor memory may be stronger than Xingyue Zhenjun.

Now he looks ordinary, without a strong aura, just like an ordinary person, but Nie Wushuang dare not use his mind to spy.

From the fact that he called Tianxing Sword Saint by his name, could it be the Sword Saint?

It's hard to say whether I can fight the Sword Saint in singles now.

Before the Great Sun Golden Crow Method is fully developed, it's better not to have this idea.

"Originally, I have something to find someone to help me with. Looking at you like this, only the little girl can help, right?"

The Gourd Taoist frowned.

"Pah!"

He patted his forehead again.

"Never mind, no one has come recently, only you, there is no other way, I can only ask you to help..."

After saying that, he didn't care whether Nie Wushuang and others agreed or not.

Four rays of light flew out from the mouth of the gourd, which were four flying swords.

These flying swords rushed towards Nie Wushuang and others, rolled over them, and rolled them away.

The gourd Taoist also turned into a ray of light and followed closely behind.

Sword Saint!

Sword Saint Wuyi!

In a flash, they came to the other side of the hall.

Here, it was another scene.

A huge chessboard was located between several columns, and below it was a kind of Doujiangqi popular in the Great Yan Dynasty.

On the black chess side, a black-clothed swordsman stood in the wind.

A familiar breath rushed towards him.

Sword Demon!

The man opposite was filled with the breath of the Sword Demon.

However, unlike the Sword Demon that Nie Wushuang met in the secret realm, this Sword Demon was not only crazy, but there was a little light in the madness, and this light was pure reason.

At the beginning, if the Sword Demon in the secret realm could break out of the cocoon and be reborn.

Maybe he would be like the one opposite.

"Junior brother, did you find someone?"

The man opposite looked over.

A very ordinary face, with extremely ordinary features.

"Luo Yunfei, don't call me Junior Brother!"

The Taoist of Hulu shouted irritably.

"You have already betrayed your master and abandoned the Sword Pavilion. You are not qualified to call me your junior brother..."

"Okay, junior brother!"

Luo Yunfei said.

"Pah!"

In a hurry, the gourd Taoist hit himself on the forehead again.

"Stop talking nonsense, I found someone, continue!"

"Junior brother, you use these disciples of the Sword Sect as chess pieces to compete with my sword slaves for consumption. Is there any problem with you doing this?"

Luo Yunfei said with a smile.

"What's the problem?"

The gourd Taoist shouted.

"I am the Sword Saint. It is their blessing that they obey my orders. If they can survive the test, they don't have to go to the Endless Void to practice. Isn't it worse to go to the Endless Void than to be a chess piece!"

"Stop talking nonsense, play chess!"

"Today, I must beat you!"