The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Guyue Holy Son slowly recovered after seeing the emperor stepping away.

All around is staring at her own gaze, Gu Yue Holy Son suddenly feels like a man on her back. He used to target the emperor everywhere, but now it seems so ridiculous!

"Go!" Gu Yue Holy Son said solemnly.

Here, I can’t stay any longer.

With four people and the bodies of Chang Si, he quickly left Tianshou Square, leaving tens of thousands of people curious.

Not long after, on a floating island outside Tianshou Square.

Gu Yue Holy Son led the four of them coldly looking at the Tianshou Square in the distance.

"Holy Son, the emperor, let him go?" Chang San said through gritted teeth.

Chang San didn't know that the emperor and Gu Yue had already fought before. Although he couldn't help the emperor, he hoped that Gu Yue Holy Son could make a move. Reported revenge for killing his brother.

"The emperor?" Gu Yue Holy Son's face twitched.

For the emperor, Gu Yue Holy Son doesn't even want to provoke her, leave this person to the father to deal with.

"We still have important tasks, even though we have lost the Heaven Policy, there is the Fengshen Policy!" Gu Yue Holy Son shook his head.

"Yes!" Chang San was unwilling to nodded.

Everyone once again stared at the Tianshou Square in the distance.

At Tianshou Square, the shock brought by the emperor was slowly digested by the powerhouses. The venue was also cleaned up.

There are seven to eighty thousand cultivators, of which nearly seventy thousand are Confucianists. They all support Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian. The shock before it didn't take long, and it was covered by waves of anticipation.

Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian, the great scholars of Julu Academy!

What kind of competition will the three parties be?

"Zhichen Goddess, please testify, contend for the conquest of the gods, start!" Meng Ziqiu called again.

The Tianshou Square was suddenly silent.

It is still the fighting platform, but at this moment, fighting platform is no longer fighting, but fighting.

On the fighting platform, Le Yi slowly stepped onto the fighting platform with twenty great scholars!

Yan Chuan takes Wang Su, Yi Feng and Mr. Wenruo onto the platform! Mo Yuxi hugged Meow and waited.

Sima Yuntian also stepped onto the platform with a seventy second disciple.

Yan Chuan, Sima Yuntian, and Le Yi are in a triangular shape. Wen Dou will begin, and the Confucian scholars in the Quartet hold their breath.

"The battle for Fengshence is different from Tiance. The two decide to win one first and then pass the test of Julu Academy, or should they pass the test first and then compete with each other?" Le Yi said with a smile.

Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian looked at each other.

"Test first!"

"We will fight later!"

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

Get this answer, Le Yi nodded.

"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, as long as there are two of them that can win the 21 of us on the stage, they can pass! What do you want to test first?" Le Yi said.

"Chess!" Sima Yuntian said indifferently.

Yan Chuan and Le Yi are also nodded, no objection!

In the space between the hands, on the fighting platform, two chessboards slowly protruded out, standing in the center of the three.

"Yi Feng!" Yan Chuan said indifferently.

"Yes!" Yi Feng nodded.

Swinging the long sleeves gently, Yi Feng stepped forward, and the breeze blew his sideburns, looking very free and easy.

"Mr. Yi!"

"It really is Mr. Yi!"

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There was a burst of excitement from the audience.

Sima Yuntian looked at a dísciple, and that dísciple also stepped out.

"Second Senior Brother of 72 Confucian scholars? Zhang Shen!"

"Sima Yuntian dísciple, the number one person of chess?"

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all around There are constant discussions, Le Yi also sees the two sides who are fighting, nodded, faintly smiled and said: "Mr. Zao Wenyi has amazing chess skills, Le Yi has been looking forward to it for a long time!"