Xiao Hei shook his head, thought for a moment and asked, "How much does this sword weigh now?"
At this time, Xiao Hei thought of his brother's Shura Sword, which was already weighing five hundred kilograms. He didn't know if it had become lighter or heavier after being recast.
After Watson danced lightly, he slowly put away the Demon-Conquering Sword and muttered something.
He looked at Xiao Hei and said with a smile: "It's almost two hundred and fifty pounds. Now I have to start refining the sword again. I'm afraid it will take a few more years."
Although Xiao Hei didn't see his amazing sword clearly, he was shocked when he heard the weight.
He said in a daze: "So, apart from my brother's Shura Sword, this is your Demon-Conquering Sword, and even the Yelv Pearl is not as important as yours."
After another long while, he said: "What a domineering sword."
Only then did Xiao Hei realize that his voice was a little hoarse.
Taking a deep breath, his surprised expression gradually returned, and he said to Watson: "In front of thousands of troops, this sword is of no use. Cook quickly, I'm hungry."
When Watson heard this, he put away the sword box, looked at Xiao Hei and said, "After the Lan family's trouble is solved, we will go and stay outside Kaiyang Town for some time."
Xiao Hei lay aside and slowly closed his eyes, and said calmly: "Are you afraid that we will burn the food and grass...are they going to cause trouble in Yelu Palace?"
Watson thought about it and smiled quietly: "If we cut off their food and grass, they will naturally think of ways to go crazy. We can drag them wherever we can."
"When fighting, not only humans, but also horses have to be fed. My brother's move is too cruel."
Xiao Hei closed his eyes and smiled: "They were afraid of being beaten to death, but they didn't expect that my brother would kill them early."
Both of them were in a very good mood. It was early summer, and the uncomfortable air-conditioning had disappeared from the night, making people feel much more comfortable.
Watson can even temporarily ignore the issue of the upcoming war in front of Nanyun City. Compared with the food and fodder for the Nanhai army, in his eyes, that war is no longer worth worrying about.
Ouyang Dongli and Hua Luoyu are here in Nanyun City, and there is also a powerful Master Minghui in the town.
No matter how you say this war, your side finally has some hope of victory.
Xiao Hei is sleeping, and Watson is boiling water to make a pot of broth. Dusk is gradually rising on the horizon, which is the time when tired birds return to their nests.
Before he could start cooking the meat, there was a whistling and low roar on the grass not far away. The little black man lying on the side moved his ears quickly and warned in a concentrated voice: "No, there is an enemy attack!"
Watson frowned and shouted in a low voice: "I killed all the bandits. Where did the enemy attack come from?"
Xiao Hei jumped up and glared at him and said: "Maybe they got news about us from Jiankun Royal Court and turned us into enemies. Be careful!"
A low roar in the night fog finally revealed the truth. An iron arrow flew from a distance like lightning, with the force of piercing the air, and shot into a place three feet in front of Watson.
Xiao Hei in the night was a little angry. He didn't expect that the soldiers of the Lan Family Royal Court would regard the two as enemies. He was still far away when bows and arrows came.
"Pfft!" a voice sounded.
An iron arrow flying towards Xiao Hei was shot away by him with his wings, and finally it was inserted diagonally into the grass beside the fire.
Watson took an iron sword used by the bandits and held it in his hand.
Whoosh whoosh! Countless iron arrows were shot from a short distance like a heavy rain, which looked particularly terrifying under the night.
An iron arrow missed Watson's face, and he was so angry that he swung a sword light and cut the iron arrow into two pieces. He thought to himself, "Do you want to compete with me in archery skills?"
The opponent obviously didn't want to fight him face to face, but chose to attack at night.
In this way, even if he can't defeat him, he doesn't have to admit that he is a soldier of the Lan tribe. Even though Watson has experienced countless dangers, this is the first time he has encountered a situation like this.
In the evening, people are most likely to be relaxed and their defenses are at their weakest. These guys who have been hanging out on the grassland all year round must be taking advantage of this.
Dozens of figures had appeared in the night not far away. Watson waved his hand and inserted his long sword on the ground, and took out his bow and arrow. There were many people at a distance, so he could use his bow and arrow to deal with them.
I happen to have the weapon you used.
Looking at Xiao Hei aside, Watson said quietly: "If these guys are from the Lan family's royal court, it seems that not even a granary can be left for them."
The Watson in front of him would not show mercy to his enemies.
The little black monster laughed and said, "What are you afraid of? It will set you on fire."
Watson took a breath and said quietly: "Uncle, don't do anything. Let's see how I can use my bow and arrow to reply to them."
Before Xiao Hei could say anything, another burst of arrows flew towards the two of them. Xiao Hei was so angry that he flapped his wings and flew up into the sky.
He shouted to Watson: "What are you holding in your hand? Take action!"
Watson looked around and saw that the enemies were already swarming over. Those wearing prairie clothes were obviously not the bandits from Yinshan Mountain, nor the monks from the South China Sea.
Waving a long knife in his hand, he rushed towards him like a pack of wolves. Since the other party did not hide his identity, it was obvious that he was a monk from the Lan Family's Royal Court not far away.
Seeing Watson taking out his bow and arrow from a distance, the prairie monks who rushed over became more ferocious. Some began to shoot rapidly, while more rushed over with howling and waving long swords.
Watson raised the iron bow and attached the iron arrow, and quietly aimed at the guy who shot the arrow at him.
Buzz! There was the sound of bowstrings in the night, followed by the whizzing sound of iron arrows flying out.
Before the opponent's iron arrow could hit him, there was already a muffled groan in the night, and people fell down on the grassland from time to time, followed by a burst of screams.
Watson did not stop after he shot the first iron arrow, and the monks who rushed up showed no intention of retreating. Perhaps in their view, there were dozens of people on their side, and Watson was only one.
With such a disparity in strength, no one is willing to retreat.
But they didn't expect Watson's archery skills to be so powerful. Before they could rush over, people fell down from time to time in the night.
With an expressionless expression, Watson shot out the iron arrows in his hand one after another, not even looking at the prairie monk who was rushing towards him, waving a long knife in his hand.
From Watson's point of view, he and Xiao Hei didn't care that they were monks who had come to the realm of transcending tribulation, so how could they run away because of these guys in front of them?
After shooting seven or eight arrows, his face looked calmer than before.
Xiao Hei, who was hovering in the night sky, naturally had absolute confidence in Watson and did not take these guys seriously at all.
He just hates these guys for interrupting his dinner. I didn't even think about messing with you, okay?
However, out of respect for Watson, he did not take action against the guy who came up to him.
In the night, Watson was like a murderous god standing in the wind, shooting arrow after arrow, and finally shot down the charging enemies one by one in the grass, losing the ability to continue charging.
Seeing the enemies rushing up fall down one after another, and pulling his companions away, Watson finally threw the iron bow aside and planned to continue making broth.
He didn't shoot to death. Most of the guys who rushed up were injured by arrows, and they would be able to recover within a few months of treatment.
The moment he was squatting by the fire, about to call Xiao Hei back...
There was a whining sound, and when he raised his head and looked up, he saw a stream of light roaring toward him from not far away!
It turned out that Watson's consciousness was locked on a human figure. One moment, he was still in the vast night, and the next moment he came to a place not far from him.
As a result, the flash of lightning in front of him was about to turn into a fight like wind and thunder.
The speed of this shadow was faster than Watson imagined. Before he could react, a sword energy had already struck in front of him!
"Amazing!"
Looking at the force of wind and thunder in front of him, Watson, who was holding the sword in the wind, finally changed his expression slightly and shouted to warn the little black in the sky.
It turns out that there is indeed a hidden master in the Royal Court of the Lan Family who did not follow King Khan to Nanyun City.
As soon as it appeared, it struck at him like wind and thunder, without even wanting to say another word.
There was still no trace of timidity on the face of the shadow Watson who was slashing in front of him, and he just shouted: "Look at the sword!"
Dang dang dang, a series of sword energy intersecting continuously sounded in the night, bringing the determination of those who came to kill the sky and the earth, accompanied by Watson's unfazed courage.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, and they collided with each other in the night, and then started fighting.
He couldn't see clearly the appearance of the visitor. Unlike the previous prairie monks, the visitor was dressed in black and had his face covered.
Each sword energy is extremely powerful, using the power of the late-stage Tribulation to cut through the hills, and rolls into a destructive sword energy towards him!
This was a sword shadow that was as fast as lightning and as ghostly as a ghost.
Its trajectory was elusive, and it scraped across Watson's chest with a sneer, leaving a long bloody trail on his arm.
Even with the blessing of his formless dharma body, a trace of freshness quietly seeped out.
Watson shouted loudly, and then he slashed out a snow-cutting sword with his hand!
The sword shadow was retracted by the man in black like lightning. The trajectory was unpredictable and Watson could not catch it for a moment. In the blink of an eye, there was another sword hit, leaving a trace of blood.
The blood slowly seeped out, instantly making Watson calm and sober.
He clenched the long sword in his hand and stared at the spiritual sword in the hand of the man in black. He stepped forward and suddenly exerted force. The blade of the sword slashed forward like lightning in the wind. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Chasing the wind with one sword!"
Seeing Watson's lightning sword slash out, the man in black paused for an instant.
Then with a muffled grunt, he held the spirit sword in his left hand and slashed out. The sword edge rushed out like lightning and struck right into Watson's long sword!
"Crack!" There was a sound, and the long sword in Watson's hand was cut into two pieces by his opponent and fell into the grass.
The ordinary long sword from the bandits was naturally no match for the coming spirit sword.
This is the first time Watson encountered a spiritual sword when he was born on the grassland!
Xiao Hei, who was in the air, didn't scream. To be precise, he didn't have the intention to remind Watson. He knew that the Demon-Conquering Sword on Watson's body was not his turn to issue a warning at this time.
The sword was broken, and Watson flew out immediately!
The man in black rushed forward like a shadow, and the sword energy in his hand shot up, slashing out like lightning, easily cutting through the clothes on Watson's chest, adding another blood stain!
At this moment, Watson had already taken the Demon-Conquering Sword out of the box, and in an instant he protected the area three feet in front of his chest.
A suppressed groan sounded in the wind. Watson, who was flying upside down, put away his sword box. The heavy sword in his hand blocked the man in black's fatal sword. He was angry!
He didn't expect that his opponent would treat him as a dying person and use a deadly sword style to attack him.
With a look of killing intent on his face, Watson stopped his retreat and kicked off his left leg, took a step forward, held the Demon-Conquering Sword horizontally with both hands, and slashed out with a loud roar!
Cut the snow with one sword!
With a soft sneer, the man in black fell to the ground lifelessly. His left arm was injured by Watson's sword slashing the snow. Blood dripped down, and his life-threatening power also slowed down.
Although the man in black slowed down, he had no intention of retreating. Instead, he stared coldly at Watson who had replaced the Demon Sword, thinking about where to strike with the next sword.
After stopping, Watson finally saw clearly the spiritual sword in the enemy's hand, but it was a black spiritual sword, hidden in the night, making you almost unable to feel his presence.
The two of them stood quietly in the wind, with the spiritual swords in their hands pointing at each other, as if the sky would collapse and the earth would split apart at the next moment!
