Suddenly, Watson remembered Yelu Chucai from Yelu King's Court, so he was startled.
Looking at the masked man in black, he said coldly: "You are not from the Lan Dynasty!"
Whether it was Lan Feiyan, the princess of the Lan Family Court, who met him at the beginning, or Yelu Chucai later, in Watson's eyes, it was impossible for the Prairie Palace Court to have such a master!
It can be said that except for Feixian Island in the South China Sea, he has never encountered such a swordsmanship even in the bandits' den deep in the Yin Mountain.
The man in black in front of him was already a great monk in the late stage of the Tribulation Realm, and his swordsmanship was no worse than his own.
Although Watson will not flinch at all, he still has to figure out the origin of his opponent.
The man in black was stunned. He didn't expect that even though his face was covered, Xingzang could still be seen through by the young man in front of him.
So he scolded him coldly: "You are not a prairie monk. Tell me, where are you from?"
In the night, Watson saw desire from the eyes of the man in black, and this feeling made him tremble slightly involuntarily.
It is an eye that desires to conquer and kill its opponents, and then gain power.
As a monk, there is nothing more desirable than killing a powerful opponent.
When we meet on a narrow road in the dark night, we have to decide whether to live or die.
Watson was not excited, because he knew that he would have to pay the price with his life. He had already experienced it when dealing with the zombies under the abyss.
At the moment of death, he needs to be absolutely calm.
Watson sighed and replied quietly: "I am your nightmare, where do you think I come from?"
After Watson finished speaking, he took a step forward. He did not release his powerful aura like his opponent.
Instead, he gradually put away all his breath, retaining only the power of the Buddhist formless body, so the person who appeared in front of the man in black was no longer a monk in the realm of transcending tribulation.
He is more like an ordinary person who has practiced physical strength and has a powerful physical body.
However, this mortal holds an epee in his hand, an epee that even the man in black is afraid of!
Although the man in black also knows that the sword is heavy but fast.
However, when he cut off the long sword in Watson's hand and revealed another heavy sword, he also knew that he had encountered a powerful enemy.
An enemy that excited him to no end!
He wanted to kill Watson, then take the heavy sword from his hand and study it carefully.
The two were only a foot apart before, so for them, drawing swords was no longer a matter of distance.
After calming down, the man in black no longer asked Watson where he came from. He only cared about whether he could decapitate the opponent with the next sword. Like a falcon in the dark night, a pair of cold eyes stare at the enemy in front of him.
From the South China Sea to the southern border, the spiritual sword in his hand was stained with countless blood, so that there was a breathtaking aura as soon as the sword was unsheathed.
Like a hunter finally finding his prey in the dark night, the man in black trembled suppressedly, eager to drink his opponent's blood with the spiritual sword in his hand.
Blackie in the sky still ignored him, because Watson didn't make a sound, so he didn't want to interrupt the fight.
In his opinion, every fight is a training for Watson.
At this moment, the originally quiet grassland suddenly became windy, as if someone was cultivating slash-and-burn farming from a distance and wanted to set a fire to burn all the cut grass.
Then they plant their favorite highland barley and wait for the autumn harvest.
Xiao Hei in the sky felt nothing, but Watson on the ground smelled a smell of chili peppers mixed with burning fire, which made him very unhappy.
Holding his breath quietly, not letting the smoke in the wind affect his condition, Watson quietly looked at the man in black in front of him and the spiritual sword in his hand.
The man in black was also waiting quietly, waiting for the opportunity to defeat the enemy with one sword.
Just like a hunter waiting for his prey to fall into the trap he has set, he can then shoot a fatal arrow.
The night got darker and quieter.
Also in the vast grassland, the two of them had completely different reactions, and the night became extremely strange.
A gust of wind passed by, bringing with it a little smoke and some plant ash, which was disgusting.
At this time, Watson's eyes narrowed. He didn't like the smoke in the wind either.
The eyes of the man in black also shone in the night.
What was revealed next was the spiritual sword in his hand!
The smoke and dust covered Watson's eyes, just in time for the man in black to slash out a bright sword. This sword energy has been cultivated for many years. Once it is slashed, it will drink blood.
The sword energy is as fast as lightning and as cold as ice and snow.
The sword passed without a trace, because in front of Watson's eyes was a faint smoke that covered his eyes and his sense of smell, preventing him from seeing anything for a moment.
You can't even smell the dangerous smell in the wind.
The opponent's sword has already been drawn, and Watson, who was belatedly aware of the situation, could not use the sword chasing the wind to subjugate the demon sword, because he had lost the opportunity.
At the moment, Watson was not much different from a blind man. With his sight blinded, he could only perform an ordinary sword move.
It can only be a sword technique from Tianshan!
That move was a sword technique he had never stopped practicing since he met his godfather Li Xiuyuan!
Like a man whose way was blocked by the wind and snow in the Tianshan Mountains and whose eyes were covered, he casually waved his hand and slashed out a sword that had long been integrated into his flesh and blood memory.
But it hit a certain snowflake in the snowy sky accurately.
There was no wind and snow, just a precise, ordinary, and simple sword, but all his energy and spirit were integrated into it.
This sword is undoubtedly the strongest sword in Watson's subconscious!
Facing such a sword, no matter how fierce the wind and snow are, there is no way to escape.
Cutting snow with one sword is not very domineering, but it is as thin as paper and as fast as lightning, unmatched by anyone.
So the darkness and the light in front of the transparency instantly intertwined in mid-air, and the sword was shocked.
Dangdangdang The two swords finally cut together!
The man in black struck out with a fatal sword, and he drank blood when the sword came out!
What Watson struck was a sword that cut off snow, and when the sword came out, it cut off snow!
Then two sword energies entangled with each other in mid-air, trying to devour the opponent!
Xiao Hei, who was flying in the sky, looked at the two people struggling on the grass in disbelief. He felt that the sword energy in front of him was very long, longer than the three days and nights he slept.
Just when he was about to utter a exclamation, it suddenly shortened, and the two sword energy had already cut through the flash of lightning and turned into an instant.
The confrontation between the two people on the grass had ended, and they passed each other while Xiao Hei was stunned.
Xiao Hei in the sky even wanted to spit out a blast of divine fire to end the entanglement in front of him. They had to continue on their way, and he was still hungry.
The man in black took a step back with a sneer on his lips.
The man in black is extremely confident because his spiritual sword is extremely sharp. He believed that with one sword blow, he could cut off a large piece of flesh and blood from his opponent's body.
Watson raised his head and sighed, because he felt Xiao Hei's uneasy breath.
Therefore, he wanted to end the battle in front of him as soon as possible.
Leaning forward, Watson leaned forward, almost touching the ground. All the power in his arm was concentrated on the Demon-Conquering Sword, and then he slashed towards the man in black.
A ray of sword energy split the void in front of him. In anger, he finally gathered his strength and slashed out Zhuifeng with a sword.
At the same time, the sword energy of the man in black also bloomed in the wind, striking at Watson crazily.
Horizontal sword, straight sword, crazy sword, cutting the opponent straight.
Watson's Yijian Zhuifeng, which he had practiced in Icewind Valley, came into full bloom at this moment. He relied on his instincts and drove the power of the formless body to kill Yijian Zhuifeng!
How fast the wind is, how fast his sword is, no, even faster than the wind!
Even if he holds more than two hundred kilograms of Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand!
But the man in black slashed out with a light sword!
Like swallows flying out in the wind, no matter how fast the wind is, he is faster than the wind. The moment before dawn, he cuts through the sky with a light sword energy!
The spiritual sword in the man's hand became violent after being stimulated by the Demon-Conquering Sword. The shadow of the sword turned into a continuous black light, and he even ignored himself and tried his best to slash down on the enemy.
However, Watson practiced this style of chasing the wind with one sword in Icewind Valley? That's faster than a strong wind!
Although the opponent's sword is very fast and accurate, as long as he has the slightest deviation, he will immediately be splashed with blood for seven steps.
The two swords, which were almost at their peak, finally struck down together heavily in the air with thunder and fire from the sky.
Dang Dang Dang! Click! Click! ! !
No one can see clearly how many rounds the two swords have been fighting, and no one can understand how dangerous each sword is. Only two desperate people can understand.
Until the man in black flew backwards three feet away, Watson's eyes stared coldly at his opponent flying backwards, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
It seemed that it was not until this moment that he really slashed out a sword to chase the wind!
Between life and death, there is a clash of two swords.
In an instant, the two of them were fighting to the death with their lifelong cultivation! ! !
The wind stopped, the man in black also stopped, and Xiao Hei in the sky saw the broken sword in the grass.
He knew that the spiritual sword in the hand of the man in black was cut off by Watson's demon-conquering sword!
Because Watson held the heavy sword in his hand, he didn't show any expression.
Chase the wind with a sword, and you will see blood when the sword comes out!
At this time, the huge impact caused by the confrontation between the two people spread, and the sword energy of the two groups fighting each other exploded with a bang and disappeared.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, the sword energy was like rain, and the green grass that covered the two of them was cut into pieces close to the ground. Their eyes were instantly cleared by a boundless sword energy!
Watson was like a mountain amid the explosion, motionless.
In the life-and-death struggle between the two of them, only three short breaths passed.
This is the first time Xiao Hei has seen such a crazy fight. In his opinion, this is no longer just a battle in the realm of crossing. If it were any monk in the realm of crossing the tribulation, he would probably have turned into a ball of blood mist.
Only two true swordsmen can stage such a wonderful duel.
Yu Zai, amidst Xiao Hei's exclamations, the black-clothed monk who was already in the late stage of transcending the tribulation, in the vast darkness of the night, tightly covered his neck and threw himself heavily on the grass.
Between life and death, it is natural to decide the life and death!
"Whoa!" Watson, who was like a god, slashed out a cold sword energy and cut the snow with one sword!
"Crack!" The big head of the man in black, who was covering his neck, flew up into the air: "Xiao Hei!" Watson shouted coldly.
"Whoa!" Needless to say, Xiao Hei in the air turned into a bolt of lightning and flew towards the escaping immortal soul.
In the flash of lightning, this golden immortal soul became a tonic for Xiao Hei's cultivation.
"Pfft!" With a sound, Watson spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell heavily to his knees on the grass. Until then, he was still holding his body with his heavy sword to prevent himself from falling.
"You're hurt again! Oh my god!"
Xiao Hei, who flew back, looked at him and screamed: "What should we do?"
Watson shook his head, tore off a corner of his gown, wrapped it tightly around his abdomen, struggled to stand up, and stepped forward to put away the space ring of the man in black.
Looking at Xiao Hei, he asked: "Have those guys'... master uncle cleaned up the battlefield? We need to leave here as soon as possible and leave the Royal Court of the Lan Family."
Xiao Hei looked at him and nodded and replied: "While you were fighting with him, I had already cleaned up. Let's leave quickly."
The enemy is already on guard, and the immediate plan is to leave this place as soon as possible.
Watson called back the horses grazing in the distance, and took advantage of the vast darkness to head east...
