Watson, who appeared in front of the old man again, did not answer his question, because his eyes saw the parting hook slashing like lightning.

Since the old man didn't hook off his own arm, he wanted to keep Watson's arm.

He was so close to the old man that in order to avoid the old man's move, he had to step back and shorten the distance from three feet to five feet.

However, he just took a step back and was forced by the old man to reveal his body!

Looking at the old man waving the farewell hook five feet away, Watson's white shirt trembled slightly and his expression looked extremely solemn. He knew that the old man wanted his life.

So, the old man saw the young man lowering his eyebrows and lowering his head, reaching out and picking up the Demon-Conquering Sword on the table!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions on the top of the snow-capped mountains converged in front of the stone house like a storm. The stone house where the old man lived seemed to have changed the world, as if there were thousands of troops galloping here.

The old man looked silently at the young man in front of him who might fall down at any time. Looking at the snow-like gown on his body, he couldn't help but frown tightly.

At first, he raised his head and looked at the sky in shock and astonishment, thinking that he was hallucinating.

Until the demon-conquering sword in Watson's hand was as fast as the wind, and in an instant, it slashed the parting hook waving at him.

Only then did he realize that his opponent was indeed a daring evildoer!

In the eyes of the old man, the young man had obviously suffered a serious injury when he destroyed his amorous ring. However, in one moment of reading, the young man could make the wind and snow shake with thunder as soon as he drew his sword.

The scene that happened in front of him was enough to shock the world and make him stunned.

The young man who can kill the Kunlun elders with a wave of his hand is indeed a legend in this world.

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion.

Before the old man could react, a black sword broke into his field of vision, and he subconsciously slashed the parting hook in his hand!

"Rumble!" "Crack, click!" A voice sounded!

Demonic Sword Technique!

Between life and death, Watson slashed out the sword that defeated demons!

Chasing the wind with one sword!

The two men faced each other in a flash of lightning, almost splitting the old man's body apart, and a wound spread from the old man's right arm to his chest.

The parting hook in his hand was cut into several pieces by Watson's Demon-Conquering Sword!

The old man looked up to the sky and roared wildly, like a dying beast or a demon under the abyss, it echoed in Watson's ears!

"You dare to destroy my parting hook, you are dead!"

Raising his right arm, the old man wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, looked at Watson and said, "Don't forget, this is Kunlun's secret realm and my territory."

Even so, Watson remained silent.

Because when he saw the old man who had lost his parting hook, he frantically took out the sword of immortality.

This is an old scabbard, and the satin wrapped around the hilt is equally old.

There was no murderous intent at all in the old man's hand.

However, the sword in this old scabbard was terrifyingly sharp.

This is what the old man said...the most terrifying sword in the world, Bai Yujing's Sword of Eternal Life.

Because he is the only one who kills, and no one can kill him!

In fact, the most terrifying thing about Bai Yujing is not his sword, but the gentle smile on his kind face like the old man's previous actions.

Just when Watson's mind was trembling slightly, a flash of sword light lit up in front of his eyes.

Watson knew that this was the brilliance of the old man when he took the sword of immortality out of the old scabbard. When the sword comes out, it will hurt someone!

From a distance of five feet, the old man slashed at Watson with a sword!

There was a clear sound of "Buzz!", which was the cheer that broke out the moment the Eternal Life Sword left its scabbard.

After sleeping in the secret realm of Kunlun for thousands of years, the divine sword that was unsheathed at this moment emitted countless raging sword energy. The powerful sword energy made the old man's beard and hair grow thin.

The hand that looked like a dead branch clenched the Sword of Eternal Life and slashed at Watson's chest!

This sword contains the power of the old man who has been sitting in the secret realm for thousands of years, all of which is contained in this sword that he has been waiting for for thousands of years.

It broke out in an instant!

Surprise and confusion flashed in Watson's eyes. To his surprise, the Sword of Eternal Life was as sharp as the legend.

Before the sword energy hit his chest, there was a sharp breath that shook his clothes away!

It seems that the old man did not lie to himself. Bai Yujing back then was really invincible!

With a gentle smile and a peerless sword, who in the world can defeat him?

However, the old man opposite is not Bai Yujing, and Watson is not the Wei Tianying back then.

Facing the peerless sword slashed by the old man, Watson also subconsciously slashed out the Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand, carrying with it the wind and snow on Wentian Peak and the snow on Tianshan Mountain!

In the midst of lightning and stone fire, the Demon-Conquering Sword slashed out a snow-cutting sword from the Tianshan Mountains!

The space between him and the old man was ruthlessly torn apart, and in time, the 200-pound Demon Sword and the Eternal Life Sword slashed by the old man were facing each other in front of the two people!

Almost at the same time, the two swords met in the air!

The passionate sword that traveled through thousands of years faced the snow-cutting sword that traveled through time and space and came from the Tianshan Mountains in a different world!

This scene happened too suddenly, too strange, and too unbelievable!

Even the old man didn't expect what kind of power the heavy sword in the hands of the young man in front of him could contain, and he dared to cut it with his amorous sword!

After a huge roar, the sword energy burst out in front of the two people, and the snowflakes flying in the wind fell in pieces. The chair under the two people was shaken by the true energy, and was shattered to pieces in an instant!

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and there was a wound on his right hand holding the sword, which was dripping blood quietly.

To the old man's surprise, the Amorous Sword in his hand was cut into several pieces by Watson's sword that traveled through time and space!

The old man groaned, waved his hand, and two stone benches flew out from under the eaves!

An old man and a young man, each with a stool, faced the ground again and stared at each other.

The old man coughed painfully, looked at Watson and said, "I didn't lose, I still have the Overlord Gun."

After saying that, a strong wind blew up beside him.

The Overlord Spear, which was one foot, three feet, seven inches long, appeared in the hands of the old man. The Overlord Spear, made of fine steel, embodies the old man's cultivation level.

When the gun came out, he already had the idea of ​​returning to the past with Watson!

The young man in front of him was too evil. He had already gone beyond what he had known for thousands of years. If he couldn't get rid of Watson today, he might not be able to live in peace.

With a "Boom!" sound, the Overlord's gun shot out in an earth-shattering way, stabbing Watson head-on with a wind-breaking force.

"Buzz!" Still three inches away from Watson's chest, the Overlord Gun in the old man's hand could no longer move forward!

In the cold wind, the sound of chanting sutras slowly sounded.

"Thus I have heard: for countless kalpas, it is difficult to hear this Dharma, and it is also difficult for those who can hear this Dharma. For example, like the exquisite epiphyllum, everything loves happiness, which is rare for gods and humans, and it appears only once at a time."

As the Buddhist chants sounded, the environment around the two people suddenly changed. The cold wind was no longer biting, the snowflakes were no longer falling, and even the old man's beard seemed to have condensed.

How could the Overlord Spear thrust out of his hand be extended even an inch?

The world was silent, and everything in the world seemed to have entered a state of stillness as the Buddhist sutras were chanted. Everything was so peaceful that it made people feel palpitating.

In an absolutely peaceful world, there is no romance, no wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and no sky-breaking shot to harvest the glory of a young man's life.

The old man's overlord gun was forced to hover in this peaceful world.

Looking quietly at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of him, the old man's face became paler and paler.

The only thing in the world that can't be broken is speed. The old man's lightning-fast shot was actually broken by the young man in front of him!

From the moment the old man drew his gun to the sound of Watson chanting in his ears, it seemed like a long wait, but in fact it was just a fleeting moment.

Time just froze for a moment, and the old man regained his freedom!

The Overlord Gun in his hand was still pointed at Watson, although there was already a shocking wave in his heart!

In his eyes, Watson is only a twelve-year-old boy, how does he compare with his thousand years of cultivation?

He didn't believe that there really was immortality in the world, and even his senior brother back then wouldn't be able to neutralize all his attacks so easily now.

Moreover, it also caused him to be severely injured!

So, the old man screamed desperately: "Who are you? You are not that boy!"

However, the next moment, he saw an extremely strange scene.

It was clearly a young Watson in front of him, but an old voice answered him.

This voice was naturally the spiritual thought that the old monk left on Watson at the moment before he left, just like Master Liaochen before.

The old monk replied quietly: "I am the past, the present, and the future..."

"I don't believe there are any gods in this world?"

The old man let out a roar and stabbed out the Overlord Spear in his hand again. He wanted to kill Watson, who was a god and a Buddha, in front of his eyes.

The monk sighed softly and said quietly: "Everything is like a dream, like dew and lightning!"
To be continued...