Chapter 551

Spirit of a burst of depression, looking at the emperor stride far away, the Holy Son of the ancient moon slowly recovered.

All around are staring at their own eyes, the Holy Son of the ancient moon suddenly has a kind of feeling like a mountain on his back. Previously, he was everywhere against the emperor. Now it seems that it is so ridiculous!

"Go The Holy Son of the ancient Moon said in a deep voice.

I can't stay here.

With four people and Chang Si's body, he quickly left Tianxuan square, leaving tens of thousands of curious people.

Before long, it was on a floating island outside Tianxuan square.

Guyue Shengzi with four people coldly looking at the distance Tianxuan square.

"The son, the emperor, let him go?" Chang San is biting his teeth.

Chang San doesn't know that the emperor and the ancient moon have fought each other before. Although he can't help the emperor, he hopes that the Holy Son of the ancient moon can do something about it. I avenged my brother's death.

"Emperor?" There was a twitch on the face of the old moon saint.

For the emperor, the Holy Son of the ancient moon didn't even want to provoke her, so he left him to his father.

"We still have important things to do. Although we have lost the policy of heaven, we still have the policy of God." The son of the old moon shakes his head.

"Yes Chang San nods with reluctance.

The crowd gazed again at the distant Tianxuan square.

Tianxuan square, the shock brought by the emperor was slowly digested by the powerful people. The venue has also been cleaned up.

Of the 70, 000 practitioners, nearly 70, 000 of them were Confucians, all of whom supported Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian. The previous shock was not long before it was covered up in anticipation.

Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian, great scholar of Julu academy!

What kind of competition will be among the three parties?

"Please Zhi dust goddess witness, Fengshen policy fight, start!" Meng Ziqiu called again.

Tianxuan square was suddenly quiet.

It's the same fighting platform. It's just that at the moment, the fighting platform is no longer martial, but a literary one.

On the platform, Le Yi, with 20 great scholars, slowly stepped on the platform!

Yan Chuan with Wang spider, Yifeng, Mr. Wenruo, set foot on the platform! Mo Yu Xi is holding meow and waiting below.

Sima Yuntian and his seventy-two disciples also stepped on the platform.

Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian and Leyi are in a triangle. At the beginning of the literary struggle, Confucians everywhere hold their breath.

"The fight for fengshence is different from Tiance. The two decided to win first and then pass the test of Julu academy, or to pass the test before competing with each other?" Yue Yi said with a smile.

Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian look at each other.

"Test first!"

"We'll fight later!"

Sima Yuntian and Yan Chuan said almost at the same time.

With this reply, Le Yi nods.

"As long as there are two kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting that can win over the 21 of us on the stage, we can pass! What do you want to test first? " He said.

"Chess!" Sima Yuntian light way.

Yan Chuan and Le Yi also nodded, no objection!

Between the hands, on the platform, slowly protruding two chessboards, standing in the center of the three.

"Yifeng!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Yes Yi Feng nods.

Gently swing the long sleeve, Yifeng steps forward, the breeze blows up sideburns, looks very free and easy.

"Mr. Yi!"

"It's Mr. Yi as expected."

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The sound of excitement came from below.

Sima Yuntian looked at a disciple, and the disciple nodded and stepped out.

"The second senior brother of the seventy-two great Confucians? Zhang Shen

"Among Sima Yuntian's disciples, is the first one in chess?"

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There was a lot of discussion all around. Yue Yi also saw the people from the two sides. He nodded and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Yi's chess skills are amazing. Le Yi has been looking forward to it for a long time."

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