My uncle-master must have been in the sword pavilion and heard him mention the Sword Void God yesterday.
I will go out today and give Lord Jianxu a good beating!
Let him vent his anger.
Demon Lord July was deeply moved.
"Thank you, Grandmaster Uncle! July will devote all his life to Grandmaster Uncle, until his death!"
He rushed to Qin Lang, knelt on the ground, hugged Qin Lang's thigh and shouted.
"this……"
Qin Lang was a little confused.
Why did July suddenly kneel down?
what happened?
The Demon Lord of July was unaware of Qin Lang's doubts.
He hugged Qin Lang's thigh and began to cry:
"Uncle-master, you don't know, that bastard Jianxuzi almost killed me with one sword! Thanks to you for avenging me! Thank you, uncle-master!"
Qin Lang finally understood.
So July was bullied?
What a Sword God!
He actually bullied his disciple!
It seems that I won't feel relieved unless I torture this Sword Void God Lord anymore!
"Qiyue, don't worry. You are my Immortal Locking Sect member. If anyone dares to touch you, I will kill him!"
Qin Lang pulled the Demon Lord July up from the ground.
However, there was a "click" sound.
The arm of the Demon Lord of July that he was holding was broken...
"Forehead……"
Qin Lang was suddenly embarrassed.
He really didn't mean it!
Looking at the face of Demon Lord July, which was in extreme pain.
Guilt gradually welled up in his heart.
"Are you okay..."
Qin Lang expressed his condolences.
The Demon Lord July staggered back several steps.
He looked at Qin Lang in horror and didn't dare let Qin Lang touch him again.
"Master uncle, I'm fine, nothing's wrong with me!"
If Uncle-Master Qin Lang touches it again, it might not be broken bones, but ruptured internal organs!
Qin Lang looked at Demon Lord July with suspicion.
"Are you really okay?"
He clearly heard the sound of bones breaking just now.
Moreover, there was indeed an expression of extreme pain on the face of Demon Lord July.
Are they all fake?
The Demon Lord of July staggered back.
He shook his head and said:
"Really, I'm fine!"
As he spoke, he forced a smile on his face.
However, just as he stepped back, he suddenly felt he stepped on something.
The smile on his face suddenly froze.
"Since everything is alright, I will go back to Jian Lu first. When Jian Xu Shen Zun comes, I will help you teach him a lesson!"
Qin Lang said with a smile.
Since the Demon Lord July was fine, he had no guilt in his heart.
"Don't……"
The Demon Lord of July looked at Qin Lang's departing back.
The word "go" has not yet been uttered.
With a "bang", the door of Jianlu was closed by Qin Lang.
Then, Demon Lord July discovered that he could not move at all.
"Brother Jiu...I was wrong..."
The Demon Lord of July begged for mercy tremblingly.
He just accidentally stepped on a being that he couldn't afford to offend.
"hehe."
The leek wrapped around the calf of Demon Lord July sneered.
"Before, it was Brother Ji who beat you. Now let me try how it feels to whip you!"
As soon as the words fell.
The green leeks threw the July Demon Lord high into the sky.
Then, a chain formation appeared at the call of Xiaoji, completely isolating the sword pavilion where Qin Lang was.
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
Leek whips the Demon Lord of July.
Every whipping was accompanied by the July Demon Lord’s screams of “Ah! Ah! Ah!”
The chick covered its eyes with its wings, as if it "couldn't bear to look at it".
“How miserable!”
He sighed.
Wangcai nodded the dog’s head.
"Leeks usually don't talk. This time the pet was unlucky and stepped on him. He deserved to be beaten."
The body of the July Demon Lord had already started to crack under the whipping of the leeks.
Garfield raised his eyebrows.
"Well, if you hit him again he will die."
His words were authoritative in the Sword Tempering Valley, except for Qin Lang's.
Sure enough, I heard what Garfield said.
Leek paused.
The July Demon Lord fell to the ground, creating a deep pit.
He climbed out of the pit with great sadness and skillfully opened the bottle containing Wangcai's remaining spiritual energy.
Then use magic to fill the pit.
All these movements were performed very skillfully and in one go!
…
Qianzhou.
The headquarters of Chess Hall.
The master's chess room.
Two old men with white hair and beards sat facing each other.
One of the old men, with a long sword on his back and a Mediterranean face, was none other than the Sword Void God who was still in Yunzhou yesterday.
"Jianxuzi, you are not kidding, are you?"
The old man opposite Jianxu God said with a questioning look on his face.
This old man was none other than the head of the Chess and Card Game Hall who had previously “bloodily slaughtered” the God of Sword Void.
The number one chess player in Qiankun Continent!
The expression on Jianxu God's face was somewhat ugly.
"What a joke! I am sure that my disciple will be able to defeat you!"
He ran as fast as he could, regardless of the consumption of his spiritual energy, and rushed to the chess hall as quickly as possible.
He just wanted to facilitate a showdown between Qin Lang and the hall master.
In order to surpass the master of the chess hall.
The Sword Void God even lied that Qin Lang was his new disciple.
However, two applications for game were submitted.
They were all rejected by Qin Lang.
Even the God of Sword Void is going crazy.
There was a teasing look in the eyes of the head of the chess hall.
He wanted the God of Sword Void to join the Chess Hall.
And not just as a guest official.
"Could it be that you changed your mind and didn't want to join the chess hall, so you asked your disciples to refuse to play chess?"
There was a tone of sarcasm in the hall master's voice.
The face of Lord Jianxu became very gloomy.
"Impossible! How could a certain Sword Void Divine Master be the kind of person who goes back on his word?"
He said righteously.
"Apply for another match! If he denies again, I will join your chess hall!"
The God of Sword Void loves his face.
The master of the chess hall agreed to play chess with his "apprentice".
There are bets involved.
If Qin Lang loses, Lord Jianxu will have to join the Chess Hall unconditionally.
On the contrary, if the God Jianxu wins, the head of the Chess Hall needs to admit that the God Jianxu is the best in chess!
"good!"
The head of the chess hall slammed the table.
What he was waiting for was these words from the Divine Lord Jianxu.
As for losing?
As the number one chess player in Qiankun Continent and the head of the Chess Hall, he never thought of losing.
"I will apply for this right now. Jianxuzi, don't forget what you just said. Our bet is an oath made under the Heavenly Dao!"
The head of the chess hall waved his hand and once again invited Qin Lang to play chess through the Taoist chess board brought by the God of Sword Void.
After doing this, he folded his arms across his chest.
Next, as long as the disciple of Lord Jianxu refuses to play chess.
The God of Sword Void must join the Chess Hall.
The Taoist chessboard suddenly lit up.
When the light goes out, that's when the results come out.
Lord Jianxu looked a little nervous.
He just wanted Qin Lang to bully the leader of the chess hall.
Before meeting Qin Lang, the strongest chess player he had ever met was the master of the chess hall in front of him.
Now that Qin Lang has appeared, he sees hope of defeating the leader of the Chess Hall.
He was even publicly acknowledged by the head of the Chess Hall that he, Jianxu Shenzun, was the number one chess player in the Qiankun Continent!
He couldn't wait to get such a reputation!
The light gradually dissipated, and right above the chessboard, some starlight gathered together to form the Chinese character "可".
"Accepted!"
The Sword Void God was ecstatic.
"My disciple has accepted it! Quick! Play chess now! Let my disciple slaughter you!"
He urged the head of the chess hall.
The hall master was also stunned.
He didn't expect that after being rejected twice before, he would accept the third time.
"hehe."
He chuckled.
"Jianxuzi, you are too happy too early. It is impossible for your disciple to defeat me in Dao chess."
After he finished speaking, he took the magic chess piece in his hand and made a move.