"Okay." Lu Ye still smiled happily.
At this moment, black blood fell.
During the chess game, dozens of Hedao players suddenly began to take action, and the sounds of dying life were heard from everywhere.
Next to Lu Ye, several Fusion Daoists looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and all of them looked ugly.
But the enemy on the opposite side has no intention of attacking. It is obvious that they have not been mobilized, so they cannot cross the constraints of their own chess grid.
"You are lucky!" The middle-aged monk snorted again, feeling quite sorry in his heart, but as a chess piece, how and when to move is beyond his control. It all depends on Heixue's wishes. He looked at Lu Ye coldly: "But this kind of good luck doesn't come forever."
Being adjacent to each other, when Black Blood pays attention to him, he will naturally mobilize him.
When he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Lu Ye walking toward him with a smile, then stepped across the blood line of the chess piece and stood in the chess piece where he was.
The middle-aged monk's eyes narrowed, and the Rongdao people around him were also extremely surprised.
What was even more surprising were the few white monks on our side.
Just before Lu Ye made any move, they sensed that Yuan Xi was mobilizing them.
Several Rongdao people almost went crazy!
I really can’t figure out what my chess players are doing. Isn’t this asking them to die?
Only the young man who answered Lu Ye first had a glint in his eyes and stared at Lu Ye's back, full of excitement.
He knew clearly that his chess players could not be so stupid. Since she chose to mobilize their chess position, she must have a reason.
Letting one's own chess pieces die will not only do no good to the chess players, but will actually cause harm.
"Good luck does not last forever!" Lu Ye slowly drew out his sword, "If you can't get through, then how about I?"
The middle-aged monk's expression changed, and he faintly realized that something was wrong. He immediately shouted: "Kill him!"
Several Heizi Rongdao around him rushed out from behind him in an instant, and all attacked Lu Ye.
Lu Ye swept his sword horizontally, and the bright sword light cut through the void like a blade of wind. The Rong Dao who came were immediately cut into two pieces, and blood poured out.
The blood spurting out from the corpse turned into a ferocious blood beast under the control of a certain force, and pounced towards the middle-aged monk.
"Blood Technique?" The middle-aged monk had already sacrificed his Taoist weapon. He saw through the blood beast's foundation at a glance. With a sweep of the Taoist weapon in his hand, he broke open the blood beast.
His eyes narrowed suddenly, because with the help of the blood beast's cover, Lu Ye had already come closer and slashed him with a fierce sword.
"Don't even think about it!" the middle-aged monk roared, raising his Taoist weapon to block it. JrNovels.com