I have a passive skill.

"Hey, don't be so nervous!"

Seeing the appearance of the five people, the old man not only smiled, but quickly waved his hands and said:

"I don't mean anything malicious, but I do have a mission today. In short, the five of you include all the thrones that will come next."

"They all have to stay here."

Everyone was taken aback, dragging people tactics?

Qiao Qianzhi and Xiao Qixiu looked at each other, and both felt that something was wrong. If the old man was just procrastinating, who would be the main attacker?

The answer speaks for itself:

Masked man!

"Sit down, all sit down."

Tzenchov took out a mahogany chessboard and two boxes of black and white chess pieces, recalling:

"This is a good thing that the old man made himself in the early years. You can understand the world after killing a game. Anyway, it's okay to be idle. Let's chat while playing chess?"

He suddenly leaned on crutches and thought, "Is there anything else missing?"

Then his eyes lit up, and he said, "Do you have melon seeds?"

People: ""

What the hell is eating melon seeds and playing chess, the palace is in great trouble, who has the spare time to accompany you to kill all sides in the chess game?

The two grumpy elders couldn't bear it immediately, the scholars could not be humiliated, they were provoked by door-to-door, who could hold back?

After looking at each other, both of them burst out with spirit energy, and appeared on both sides of Cenchov in an instant.

After encountering the masked man that night, several senior elders had already seen their own strength, but even if they are flying moths to the flame today, they still have to win a glimmer of hope for the latecomers of the Spirit Palace!

As long as he can injure Cen Qiaofu, Xiao Qixiu will definitely be able to keep up. With his attack power of the Sword Throne, it's not a good idea to leapfrog to kill the enemy.

Boom!

Cenchov pulled out a shoulder pole, lifted one of them into the air, and drove another into the soil, then sighed.

"Oh, young and vigorous"

Seeing this scene, the eyelids of the people in black behind them twitched wildly.

Even the elder is a blow?

How do you play this, is this old man a monster?

Even if the strengths of the two parties are not in the same small realm, they are both thrones anyway, so they have to show face and burst out their spiritual energy?

This pole is really beating people to their bewilderment.

Boom!

Cenqiaofu hit the ground with a stick again, shaking the formation of the Spirit Palace.

This more and more powerful blow seems to be able to blow up the big formation directly next time.

Housewarming's face darkened, repairing the formation is not an easy task.

"Didn't the senior say that he didn't plan to make a move, this big formation?"

"Knock the mountain and shake the tiger!"

Cenchov waved his hand and said casually, "Don't worry, your formation will not be broken."

"But the old man has to let people know that there are people fighting here, and the fighting will intensify, right? Otherwise, how could other people come to support you?"

click!

Everyone petrified.

It turns out that from the very beginning, the big formation was knocked from time to time, and this is the reason?

Feeling bitter about moving, I secretly prayed that no one would come again, otherwise I was afraid that they would all be delayed?

call out!

At this moment, a short figure suddenly appeared, with white hair fluttering, and awe-inspiring momentum.

"Who is coming!"

Ye Xiaotian was very upset in his heart, a mere junior of the grand master himself failed to win, as long as it is not a masked person appearing in front of the gate of the spiritual palace this time, he must be made to look good!

When everyone saw the dean's presence, they felt sad instead of happy, and even their eyes dimmed.

Ye Xiaotian was dumbfounded, did he even lose his will?

He looked around, but there was no trace of a battle.

"what happened?"

"Another throne?" Cenchov was overjoyed, he thrust his pole into the ground, and squatted down holding the chessboard.

"Come, come, come and play chess!"

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Chapter 2 Excuse me... how to get to the inner courtyard? 【Subscribe】

Inner courtyard, back mountain.

In a charming pink house, Su Qianqian and Rao Yinyin were sitting on a big soft bed.

"Sister Rao, you said that the headmaster told all our inner court disciples to hide this time, why?"

"I don't think the spirit palace formation is good. It seems that someone is attacking us again?"

Su Qianqian hugged her snow-white sword and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Spiritual thoughts passed through the roof, and one could see the big formation flickering from time to time. Obviously, some powerful people were madly attacking it, maybe there were more than one.

The big formation has protected Tiansang Linggong for so many years, and it seems that it is rare to see such violent fluctuations.

The last time it was torn apart was also caused by the masked man.

"Aren't there few guys who come to the Spirit Palace to attack you secretly, aren't they pushed out of the door every time?"

"Even if the saint slaves came last time, they still couldn't even enter the inner courtyard!"

Rao Yinyin stroked her head, her eyes full of doting.

Her beautiful eyes swept across the big sword in front of Su Qianqian without leaving a trace, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

famous sword

Oh, what a famous sword!

It's just something that can only bring bad luck to people. If possible, she really wants to throw this thing into the wilderness and let those crazy guys outside chase it.

In this case, the girl in front of her would probably be able to sleep peacefully.

Rao Yinyin twisted Su Qianqian's little head with some distress. The latter seemed to enjoy this kind of caressing, and lay down on the big bed involuntarily, even temporarily putting the sword aside.

"It would be nice if you weren't the sword bearer"

Seeing the little girl so relaxed, she couldn't help murmuring.

The status of a sword bearer is obviously not something Su Qianqian can become at such an age. As the saying goes, what you get, you have to give something.

After getting this sword, the little loli almost lost the happiness she should have at her age.

"impossible."

Su Qianqian shook her head, and said seriously: "I must be a good sword bearer, and one day in the future, I will carry forward the Su family!"

"In this case"

"He should be happy too"

Rao Yinyin held up Su Qianqian's face, and could see the little girl's sadness.

For this sword, even his father died in battle, is it really worth it?

"Okay, don't think too much about it, let's get a good night's sleep and wake up tomorrow morning, your master will definitely settle everything again."

Rao Yinyin smiled and decided not to continue this sad topic.

She put her jade hand into the little girl's creaking hole, and the latter giggled and begged for mercy repeatedly.

Soon, the two became a ball on the big bed.

boom!

An extremely discordant voice sounded from the back mountain, both of them were startled.

At the Houshan Spirit Site, outsiders never come in. Just a few days ago, Xu Xiaoshou was added. He is back?

"Brother Little Beast?" Su Qianqian tried to speak.

Rao Yinyin frowned, if Xu Xiaoshou came back, no matter how abrupt she would have to go in through the main entrance.

From the back hill?He should have no guts!

But the voice just now came from the hot spring in the back mountain, which is the deepest part of the spiritual site, how could there be someone there?

"Who?"

The air was a little dead still, the atmosphere was stagnant, and the beating heartbeat was very harsh.

Su Qianqian was a little nervous, is it an assassin again?

She picked up "Tomb Famous City Snow", as if she had something to rely on, her eyes turned cold, and her mood suddenly returned to calm.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was an extremely polite knock on the door, and after a few breaths of silence, the door was pushed open with a creak.

"Sorry, I'm lost again, how can I get to the inner courtyard?"

It was a voice so hoarse that it seemed that he hadn't moistened his throat for ten years, it was as if he had been sawed by a saw, and it made people panic.

The person who came was dressed in a big black robe, his face was tightly wrapped, and even his hands were covered with gloves. He looked like he would melt into sand if he came into contact with the air.

The only two eyes that were exposed were cloudy like a dying person, and even the whites of the eyes were yellow.

"The masked man?"

Seeing such a dress, the two women's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

So the person who came this time is also a "sacred slave"?

The fight was going on outside, this guy sneaked into the inner courtyard and found Su Qianqian directly?

Rao Yinyin subconsciously stood in front of the girl and the sword, and said in surprise, "Who are you? Why did you break into my room?"

However, the masked man didn't even look at her, his gaze went straight through and stopped on the snow-white giant sword, both surprised and delighted.

"You get out of the way."

Rao Yinyin stood firmly in front of Su Qianqian. When she waved her hand, the room was filled with powder mist.

"Illusion?"

The masked man's eyes were strange, and he finally looked straight at Rao Yinyin, and said, "Illusions of your level really can't trap me. Say it again, get out of the way."

Rao Yin said nothing, her beautiful eyes were covered with frost, and her hands danced with all kinds of seals in an instant.

However, before she could take shape, the sword in Su Qianqian's hand behind her suddenly trembled, and endless cold air burst out, instantly beating her until she vomited blood, and rushed towards the masked man.

Without blinking his eyes, the masked man swung his palm directly, and stuck it into the wall.

boom!

The wall collapsed and shattered into pieces.

Su Qianqian panicked, looking at the huge sword in her hand in shock, not understanding why she lost control when she existed like a relative on weekdays.

"not me"

"run!"

Rao Yin roared hoarsely, how could she not know that it wasn't Su Qianqian who made the move?

No wonder the masked man in front of him is too strong, he is not at the same level as the two of them at all, even if Su Qianqian gets closer to "Chengxue of Tomb Famous City", I am afraid that this sword will still cause riots at a glance!