Chapter 2853 It's Your Turn

"Not interested", Ye Fan said.

"Ji Paopao", Ji Zhihei laughed at himself.

Ye Fan frowned.

Many of the tens of thousands of clansmen at the scene showed strange expressions. Obviously, everyone knew it, and many people called it so behind their backs.

"I liked playing chess since I was a child. I was timid to fight, afraid of pain, and even more afraid of death."

"My father named me 'Zhihei', just because in the Fangyuan game, the one who holds the black is the first mover."

"My father hopes that in my life, I will be able to take the lead in everything and become the leader of the Shenlong family."

"However... I have used 'first hand' elsewhere."

"When encountering trouble, he always slips away first, and when encountering a strong enemy, he also avoids fighting first, hence the name 'Ji Paopao'".

"Even though I was ridiculed all the time, I know that many people in my tribe don't look down on me, but I don't care."

"I didn't intend to become the Azure Dragon Realm, nor was I interested in becoming the black son of the clan."

"I just want to break all the chess records in the world, and enjoy the mountains and rivers."

Ji Zhihei sighed, his eyes gradually glowed, and his face became serious.

"However, if you really need to play the last game of your life, then playing against an emperor-level swordsman is a good game."

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, this guy, does he have some cards?

"The wind wants to stop, do what you should do, I may not be able to stop it for too long."

Feng Yuzhi waited for a group of elders to stand in awe.

"Yes! Then please trouble Elder Ji!"

Feng wanted to stop talking, and immediately sent a sound transmission to all the clansmen at the scene to disperse as soon as possible!

In case Ye Fan really wants to massacre the city, the best way for them is to scatter around.

Shenlong City is an empty city, it won't be too late to come back when the masters of the clan come to sit in the town.

Ye Fan didn't intend to really massacre the city at all, he just forced Ji Zhihei to stay and fight with him.

See tens of thousands of people dispersed, but still quiet.

Otherwise, if he goes out with a sword casually, he may kill a large number of people, which is really troublesome.

Seeing this, Ye Longyuan silently glanced at Ye Fan, then turned around and jumped down the cliff without being seen.

The mountain wind howled.

The sky is blue.

Ye Fan confronted Ji Zhihei from afar.

"Sword God, now that everyone is gone, let me ask you again, why do you say that Yao Zhonggu was killed by you?" Ji Zhihei was much more serious this time.

"If you beat me, I'll tell you."

Ye Fan smiled wickedly, raised his sword and flew towards Ji Zhihei!

But the moment he drew his sword, the style of painting suddenly changed in all directions!

black and white...

Countless black and white pieces appeared in front of Ye Fan!

Ji Zhihei's figure suddenly turned into a transparent phantom!

It seems to be a projection, and there is no vitality and energy fluctuations at all.

A vast chessboard with a radius of several miles, composed of gray lines, emerged out of thin air!

On this chessboard, the black and white chess pieces are formed by the power of yin and yang.

"Dan Zhu Remnant Spectrum!"

"Please have a talk with me!"

The chessboard made bursts of sound, as if coming from all directions!

Ye Fan suddenly understood!

"This... is your plane law?"

He actually used the yin and yang of heaven and earth as a chessboard to form a chess game between heaven and earth! ?

"My plane law is called 'Playing Chess'."

"Regardless of any opponent, whoever enters my chess game, I will 'hold the black' first."

"Danzhu's remnant spectrum, the black and the white sides, are just in an evenly matched situation."

"Your thoughts can control the white pieces in this chess game."

"Every step you take will affect the outcome of your life and mine."

"Sword God, you can take a look at the current situation of your white stones... I hold the black, so go ahead!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan noticed that a sunspot had landed on the chessboard!

This extremely yin force condensed out of thin air, and then fell heavily.

The crisp sound of "cracking" wooden boards is very realistic.

"I don't have time to play chess with you!"

What Ye Fan wanted to read was the Azure Dragon Law, not this kind of strange law.

He directly condensed the flying swords all over the sky into the Eight Desolation Devil Dragon.

Eight Stegosaurus raged on all sides, smashing all kinds of chess pieces in the chess game.

However, no matter how Ye Fan disrupts the game, the game is rapidly reshaping.

Moreover, the Stegosaurus passed through Ji Zhihei's phantom, but it couldn't hurt him at all?

"In my chess game, if you want to hurt me, you must first overwhelm me with white pieces!"

"If not, there is no way you will hurt me!"

"The game of chess is a fair contest, a contest of wise men, if you are brave and foolish, it is nothing but the wrath of a man."

Ji Zhihei had a smile on his face, full of confidence, and he was a different person from the wretched and running away before.

It seems that as long as he is in the chess game, he is fearless.

Ye Fan didn't believe in evil, so he rushed forward, an ember of Yan Mie!

"boom!"

The sword intent directly passed through Ji Zhihei's phantom, splitting a mountain below!

"How can it be?"

Ye Fan frowned, his unparalleled sword intent should be able to ignore the opponent's laws.

Ye Fan's eyes danced with black and golden flames, carefully observing the operation of the "game" rules.

He found that it wasn't that he didn't hurt Ji Zhihei, but that Ji Zhihei was now in a state with a particularly high defense.

Energy passed through his phantom, and most of it was filtered out.

Ye Fan can indeed ignore the rules of the game, but it doesn't mean that he can stop Ji Zhihei from sharing the power of the sword intent to the world and reduce the damage.

To put it bluntly, Ji Zhihei is in a state of super high evasion, and a small amount of damage has no effect on him.

With such a dodge rate, Ye Fan would have little effect even if he used more than a dozen external disintegrations.

Qinglong's resilience and durability are no joke.

The point is... such a constant onslaught is of no use to Ye Fan, he can't see the Qinglong blood skill.

"Sword God, time is limited, it's your turn."

Ji Zhihei pointed to an ancient time-keeping device made of yin and yang in midair, a lifelike water drop timing device.

"If you don't want to play chess with me, then please leave, I can't stop you.

But... if an emperor-level swordsman retreats timidly, it will also affect your sword intent, right? "

Ji Zhihei was convinced by Ye Fan's expression, and said with a smile.

Ye Fan's face was cloudy and uncertain, couldn't these green dragons learn more from Ye Xuanguang?

Wouldn't it be good to cultivate the bloodline well? Why all these fancy rules?

This "game" rule is actually very similar to the personality of "Ji Paopao".

In fact, he loves to play chess and likes to use games to win.

If the opponent cannot beat him in chess, he is not interested in fighting such a person, and would rather avoid the battle.

Leaving directly, Ye Fan was not reconciled after all, and it was not his style.

Forget it, let's go up and down, if you don't try, how do you know you can't beat the opponent?

Ye Fan thought that his chess skills were not bad, so he scanned the chessboard with his spiritual sense and looked at the situation of his white pieces.

There are three hundred and sixty-one lines on the chessboard, imitating the degrees of the sky, all in the mind's eyes.

After Ye Fan thought about it for a while, his mind moved.

A wave of yang power gathered, and a white piece fell.