Traveling through the villains of Shaoge: Dark River Chaos into the Golden Book World

With the rumbling sound of an explosion, a large number of disciples of the Xingxiu Sect died instantly.

"This is the thunderbolt bomb of the Emei sect, how did she get it?" Li Hanyi was slightly taken aback.

Su Changhe smiled faintly: "Miss Murong has a very wide network of contacts, and there are naturally good friends of her among the disciples of Emei."

"Murong Fu, your family is really going too far." Ding Chunqiu's face changed color, his heart was extremely angry, after he raised his big hand, dozens of disciples rushed towards Murong Fu and the three of them.

Worried about Wang Yuyan's safety, Li Xinyue glanced at Su Changhe.

"Let's help the Murong family right now, and get rid of the Xingxiu sect by the way?"

"Wait a minute, look over there." Su Changhe raised his hand and pointed at the nine monks who were coming.

However, judging from the clothes, those monks are not from the same monastery. The seven monks on the left in cassocks look like people from the Western Regions, and the two monks on the right are Xuannan from Shaolin, and the other is ugly with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The nostrils are turned up, the ears are protruding, and the lips are very thick, which seems to be very honest.

"Hey, why is Zen Master Dajue from Jiulong Temple here?" Li Xinyue asked curiously.

"Shouldn't it be joining forces with the hypocritical Shaolin to deal with us?" Li Hanyi's eyes turned cold, and he planned to do something at any time.

Su Changhe, however, seemed to be in control of the overall situation, and said with a smile: "Let's not rush to take action yet, let's see the situation before we talk."

On the other side, Murong Fu wielded the 'Five Willow Swords of Returning Wind' with his left hand and the 'Five Tigers Breaking Door Knife' with his right hand, the blades and sword qi intersected vertically and horizontally, those Xingxiu disciples couldn't get within three feet of him at all.

Ding ChunQiu was furious, raised his sleeves slightly, circulated his internal energy, and waved the poisonous powder of "Xiaoyao Sanxiao San" towards Murong Fu.

Murong Huansha suddenly stood in front of Murong Fu, his figure moved forward and back like lightning, Haiyue Qinghui swiped obliquely in his hand, and bounced all the "Xiaoyao Sanxiao San" onto the disciples of Xingxiu Sect.

"The Murong family's change of time and stars is so miraculous." Dajue Zen Master who was standing next to him exclaimed.

His younger brother, Zen Master Dapu put his palms together: "Amitabha, the Xingxiu Sect is the evil sect of the West. Brother, we should join hands with the Murong family to get rid of it."

"Junior Brother Dapu's words are wrong. The Xingxiu Sect has already taken refuge with His Highness Bai Wang. The so-called Buddhism doesn't care about the affairs of the court and must not go beyond the precepts." XuanNan said intentionally.

Zen Master Dajue frowned, and after weighing the pros and cons, he decided not to help each other.

"Master Duan has accepted." At this moment, after Su Xinghe got up, he was not happy because he won the chess game, but rather disappointed.

"Young master's chess thinking is precise. These dozen or so chess moves have reached a very high level, but I can't think a step further. Alas, what a pity!"

Duan Yu slowly stepped aside, staring at the chess game in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.

But when he heard the sound of Murong Fu fighting with the Xingxiu faction, he looked straight at Wang Yuyan.

"Miss Wang, I'll save you."

"Ruan Persimmon, you go away." Duan Yu just finished speaking, suddenly felt like a mountain on his back, and then fell to the ground.

Wang Yuyan looked sideways with her beautiful eyes, it turned out that it was Su Changhe who stomped Duan Yu under his feet and slashed out with two flaming knives.

Now that Su Changhe has made great progress in his cultivation, and he has also achieved great success in "The Illustrated Record of the God of War" and "The Gate of Myriad Dao Hearts". Now, every one of his flame knives is a condensed form of true energy, which is as sharp as the world's famous knives. Cut off the heads of twenty Xingxiu disciples.

"Oh my god!" The other Xingxiu disciples hurriedly hid aside in fright.

"It deserves it!" Su Xinghe originally hated Ding Chunqiu and his disciples, after seeing them deflated, he felt extremely happy.

Then he bowed deeply to Xuannan and Zen Master Dajue: "The two great masters have arrived, and the old man Su Xinghe has lost his way to meet him. It's a serious crime, a serious crime!"

XuanNan and Zen Master Dajue hurriedly exchanged politeness with Su Changhe, then XuanNan looked at Xu Zhu with a smile.

"Xu Zhu, you are the number one chess player in our temple, let's see how this Zhenlong chess game is broken?"

"Hmph, I don't believe this ugly monk can solve such an exquisite chess game." Li Hanyi said disdainfully.

She had been watching Duan Yu and Su Xinghe play chess before, their chess skills were far from comparable to hers, perhaps only Sikong Changfeng had that level in Xueyue City.

But Xu Zhu walked forward quickly, took a white piece from the chess box, with a calm expression, he put it on the chess board casually.

"Is this ugly monk mentally handicapped? After he made a move, he committed suicide with a piece of white chess. How could he have such a way to play chess?" The contempt in Li Hanyi's eyes became even worse.

"To be the number one chess player in Shaolin is a waste of reputation."

"It's not that simple." Su Changhe, who had read the script, explained everything to her.

"Although this white piece has suffered a great loss, the situation has gradually become brighter. The black piece seems to have a great advantage, but the white piece also has room for maneuver. It is no longer as tied as it was before, taking care of one and losing the other."

His voice was deliberately raised, Xuan Nan heard it, and his face was very ugly.

"Watching chess without talking is a real gentleman, don't you think it's too much for the benefactor to do so?"

"Sorry, I've never been a gentleman." Su Changhe looked at Xuannan with provocative eyes.

"It's not like some people who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha on the surface, but they are actually vicious and cunning people, and now they are traitors."

"What do you mean?" Xuannan's face turned pale, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't say you Shaolin are traitors, why are you so excited?" Su Changhe sneered.

"Damn it!" Xuannan was so angry that he gritted his teeth loudly, but there are so many heroes here, he can't make trouble at will without a proper reason.

At this time, Xu Zhu's state of mind has been completely messed up by Su Changhe, he forgot a few steps that the master in the temple taught him to solve the Zhenlong chess game.

But on the chess game, a wrong move is a wrong move, and in the end he lost to Su Xinghe.

"My Murong's family will also come to play this chess game." Full of confidence, Murong Fu picked up the white pieces and entered the chess game.

Only for a moment, in Murong Fu's field of vision, all those chess pieces turned into soldiers and horses, and the soldiers and horses with white flags and white armors were surrounded by enemies with black flags and black armors. More and more anxious.

"My Murong family's destiny is over." He was about to draw his sword while speaking.

"It's over, according to the plot, Murong Fu is going to commit suicide." Su Changhe couldn't help complaining.

When Murong Huansha heard the words, he immediately played Qingxin Song with the jade flute in his hand.

Murong Fu's eyes finally regained clarity, the long sword in his hand dropped, and he began to pant heavily.

"Could it be that there is magic in this chess game?" Li Hanyi asked with a frown.

"No, it's just Mr. Murong's inner demon." Su Changhe said lightly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Murong Fu saw the chess pieces on the chessboard turned into phantoms of soldiers, his eyes were red and he was looking towards the chessboard with murderous intent.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan wanted to hold her hand, but she was pushed to the ground by the irrational Murong Fu, tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Look at the chessboard, there is really something wrong!" Li Xinyue stepped aside and hugged Wang Yuyan.

With a wave of the long sword in the other hand, the fierce sword light directly destroyed the Zhenlong chessboard.