One man and one woman.

The man is in front and the woman is in behind.

The man was about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a heavy chain mail and a Japanese knife slung around his waist.

The woman was wearing a kimono, with thick white foundation on her face, heavy eyes, bright lips, and her walking movements were very sluggish.

The two of them looked up at the location on the mountainside at the same time. On the misty mountain road, someone seemed to be watching him and the other.

The mountain road was winding and intertwined, and the two of them walked freely, gradually moving up the mountain.

Half an hour later, they finally saw a small pavilion next to the mountain road.

This pavilion looks a bit old and the lacquer paintings on the pavilion have fallen off.

However, at this time, a man was sitting at the stone table in the pavilion, quietly staring at the chessboard on the table, and seemed not to notice the appearance of the two.

The man and the woman looked at each other, and then the man walked forward, sat at the stone table, and sat opposite the people in the pavilion.

At this time, the man who was looking at the chessboard raised his head, smiled slightly at the former, and reached out to signal the other party to play chess first.

The man dressed in a typical Japanese samurai frowned, then raised the white chess and landed on the board, while the man opposite chose black chess.

As for the woman in a kimono, she stood quietly aside, her eyes also fell on the chessboard, but she remained silent and did not disturb the two of them's thinking of playing chess.

However, no matter whoever chessed the two people on the table, her beautiful eyebrows would slightly raise and her expression was very lively.

Gradually, the mist in the mountains slowly dissipated, the golden sun rose to the sky, and the warm sunlight spread into the pavilion, bringing a hint of warmth.

After a few hours, they passed by silently. The two people in the pavilion still couldn't tell the difference, and the chessboard was already filled with black and white.

The chess game is evenly matched, and if the stalemate continues, I am afraid that it will have to end in a draw.

At this time, a slight movement suddenly came from the path on the mountain, and then groups of monks walked around the mountain and walked outside the pavilion.

After seeing the man holding black chess in the pavilion, his expression showed awe-inspiring murderous intent.

There were more and more monks going up the mountain, and soon these monks surrounded the pavilion.

However, although the noise outside the pavilion was noisy, the two people playing chess were still focused, as if they were bound to decide the winner on the board.

"Oh." After a while, the Japanese samurai who represented Bai side raised his head first and sighed softly, "It's still a draw!"

Unexpectedly, the other man shook his head and did not agree with this view, "I will eat your six sons, one more son than you. Strictly speaking, I should win."

The Japanese samurai frowned, "That chess doesn't count, at most half of the money."

"Half son wins too!"

The former sneered and threw the white piece in his hand onto the chessboard. Then he looked around the monks who were guarding around him, with a lone look on his face.

It seems that these people are not taken seriously at all.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you have indeed lost half a step." At this time, the woman standing beside her finally spoke.

The man dressed in Japanese samurai sighed again when he heard this, and his expression seemed a little dissatisfied.

Looking at the man in front of him with a proud look, the emperor finally didn't intend to deny it.

He stood up and bowed to the man sitting in front of him, "Mr. Fu is indeed better than me, I admire him! I just don't know how strong he is?"

That's right, the person sitting opposite him holding a black man is Fu Lingyun.

The men and women in the pavilion are the emperor of Japan and the first Onmyoji.

You know, this is the first time Fu Lingyun has seen the Emperor.

He thought the emperor must be very old and at least he would be over fifty years old, but he didn't expect that he would look so young.

It's pretty good, but it's a little short.

However, as for the blood of the Japanese pirates, people of about 1.7 meters and 70 meters are considered giants here, and everyone on the East Island is very frustrated.

Fu Lingyun had already spoken, saying that he was waiting for the arrival of the two of them here, and today they came as scheduled.

By the way, the Emperor must be present in person, otherwise, wouldn’t he be laughed at by the entire superpower world?

As we all know, the relationship between China and Japan is now open to seeing you, and they are alone. If you don’t show up, wouldn’t you mean you are afraid of the other party?!

Therefore, Fu Lingyun's provocation method is very useful. The Emperor and the First Onmyoji must come, and even if they don't come!

"You'll know if you try it."

Hearing that the other party seemed to want to fight, Fu Lingyun smiled lightly, and said that, stretched out his waist and moved his muscles, as if preparing for the next fierce battle.

Although he looked so relaxed on the surface, he was actually very nervous because he couldn't feel the breath of the Emperor and the kimono woman beside him.

What does this mean?

This shows that the strength of the two people is no longer something that ordinary people can sense. In other words, Fu Lingyun is not yet at that level, and is here to peek at the strength of the two people.

"Mr. Fu is really a hero. It's a pity that you have in China like this. If you join me in the East Island, you might have been close friends."

The emperor's face showed a hint of regret, "I also met Lingzun when he was alive. His style is really enviable, and it convinced us."

Although the emperor looks very young, no one knows his real age.

"If Mr. Fu can hand over the experimental data or reveal some information, for Ling Zun's sake, I would like to let Mr. Fu live a life, maybe you and I can make friends."

Speaking of this, the Emperor sat down again, and did not seem to be planning to fight with Fu Lingyun.

"Are you scared?" Fu Lingyun sneered.

"Since Mr. Fu is interested, I would like to ask His Majesty the Emperor to make a brief discussion with Mr. Fu."

At this time, the woman beside her, the Onmyoji holding a paper fan, spoke.

"good!"

The Emperor nodded.

"I originally wanted to kill you, but now it seems that it's impossible!"

Fu Lingyun walked outside the pavilion and turned to the emperor and said.

He originally speculated that with the Emperor's status and identity in the supernatural world, he would at most come to make an appointment with the First Onmyoji alone.

But I didn't expect that I would bring so many shrine monks, all of whom were superpowers, and there were all control combat systems, and at least dozens of people.

Of course, he also had a joke on his words, because at the first glance of the Emperor, Fu Lingyun knew that he could not kill the other party.

"If Mr. Fu really has that strength, then I will die and I will not let you escape back to China!"

The emperor smiled slightly, leaning on his chin with one hand, as if he was planning to enjoy the wonderful battle between the two.

"Mr. Fu please!"

Fu Lingyun and the woman were standing on the hillside, surrounded by lush branches and leaves, and a hint of chill was still filled with the forest. The woman bowed slightly to Fu Lingyun and said.

"snort!"

Fu Lingyun sneered, and his toes snatched, and his whole body suddenly rushed up like an arrow from the string. Along with his figure, a sword light shot out and instantly slashed at the woman.

However, just as the sword light approached, the woman's body suddenly turned into a stream of water, and after being attacked, it scattered into large drops of water.

Immediately, the water droplet condensed again in the air and transformed into her body again.

"Illusion!"

Fu Lingyun murmured expressionlessly.

A handful of paper was suddenly added to the woman's hand. She raised the paper, and then fanned it with the fan in her hand.

Pieces of paper as big as nails suddenly flew over like blades, and made a sharp roar in the air.

Fu Lingyun found that these paper confetti were controlled by a strange force, which was different from ordinary mental power.

There are too many pieces of paper, and the area flying in the air is also very large, so it is difficult for him to avoid it.

In the end, these pieces of paper that were as sharp as a blade pierced into his flesh.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

However, this could not stop him from his movements at all, so he used the Nine Swords of the Gods.

I saw the fallen leaves flying in the forest, and his figure rushed to a terrifying speed, jumping back and forth on the ground, forming a vague figure.

The terrifying sword force split some of the surrounding trees into two pieces.

There were even several monks standing on the mountain road, who were affected and their bodies exploded into blood mist.

The emperor in the pavilion turned a blind eye to this scene and his eyes were on Fu Lingyun.

His eyes gradually became brighter from the beginning when calm and steady.

"Catch you!"

It was Fu Lingyun's first time fighting with Onmyoji. I have to say that Onmyoji's mental illusion is really weird, and he almost didn't hit the other side with a single sword.

However, don’t forget that Fu Lingyun himself is a control psychic, and he also has powerful spiritual power.

As everyone was watching, Fu Lingyun suddenly disappeared with the breeze in the mountains.

It disappeared out of thin air!
To be continued...