What Watson didn't expect was that at the moment when he was flying over and facing a group of men in black, fighting for life and death, two men in black actually chose to run down the mountain.
Before he could deal with the danger in front of him, the two people running down the mountain had already fully drawn their bows, suddenly let go, and shot two iron arrows.
"Whoosh!" In an instant, two sharp arrows flew in front of him. Dang Dang Dang! At this time, Watson was still fighting swords with several men in black, fighting for life and death in a small space, how could he cope with the sudden iron arrows.
"Puff! Puff!" Two iron arrows shot into the black mist-filled mountain road. It is not known whether they hit Watson's body.
There are several deadly swords in front of Watson, which are bound to cut off Watson's head. Under the joint attack of several people, in the eyes of a group of men in black, everything in front of them will be pierced by the swords in their hands, and then chopped into pieces.
In their view, as long as they can kill Watson, they will not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of several companions.
These men in black calculated that Watson would not be able to defeat several people by himself, but they did not consider Watson's evil aura.
Watson shouted violently, and the iron sword in his hand instantly became wider and two feet longer! One inch long, one inch strong, not to mention this is an iron sword transformed by evil spirit!
"Crack! Click!" A terrifying sound sounded, and then several blood arrows splashed out on the black mist-filled mountain road, and three heads flew into the air... In the midst of lightning and stone fire, Watson killed three more people!
Seeing their companions being beheaded, two men in black holding bows and arrows
"Whoosh!" Two more arrows were shot, and then they turned around and ran down the mountain together. He actually abandoned his companions, abandoned Watson and headed down the mountain.
Watson didn't even look down the mountain, but continued to chop forward with one sword after another as if he was chopping firewood on Wentian Peak!
At this moment, a man in black suddenly turned around and slashed Watson's side with his sword, stopping Watson from charging forward.
Almost in an instant, Watson rose into the air, twisted his body, slashed at the man in black, and dodged the sword that came from the side!
His advantage is the iron sword in his hand. As long as he has the iron sword in his hand, even if he encounters a more powerful person, he will take action decisively!
However, at this time, thick traffic fog had filled the air around him, completely blocking the sight of the man in black.
The man in black who was about to attack Watson had not yet struck Watson with the sword in his hand...
"Ah..." screamed and fell to the ground. With a bang, Watson slashed his sword horizontally, and a man in black floated out, passed over Watson's head, and ran wildly down the mountain.
The remaining two men in black were also scared to death. They took advantage of this moment to drop Watson and turned around and ran down the mountain.
What a joke, the black fog on the mountain road almost covered Watson's entire body, and it had to be eliminated before he could fight Watson.
And apparently countless of their companions have been swallowed up by this terrifying black mist. With their remaining strength, how can they really be Watson's opponent?
Compared with the bounty in the imperial city, their lives are naturally more important. The man in black leapt down the mountain, only regretting that he did not have a pair of wings to escape from this place of death in an instant and stay far away from the demons on the mountain road.
Quietly, after glancing at the corpses on the ground, Hua picked up an iron bow, took out an iron arrow, and aimed at the man in black running down the mountain.
He said coldly: "Now that you're here, don't leave!"
"Whoosh whoosh!" One iron arrow after another, carrying a faint black mist, pierced the spring wind in the mountains, and flew towards the man in black who was running wildly.
The other party didn't even say a word during this attack, and it was about to end before he even had a chance to ask.
These iron arrows carrying the black mist were like black lightning. In the blink of an eye, only a few muffled groans were heard, and then there was no news.
Watson finished cleaning the battlefield in front of him, burned the corpses on the ground with fire, and headed down the mountain.
While muttering: "It's only been a few years, and you can't wait to give me money?" Those bandit killers who came to assassinate him in the past bought an unknown amount of firewood, rice, oil and salt for Yunqi Temple.
Unexpectedly, if I go hiking today, there will be people who can’t wait to give me money. It seems that I can give Master another surprise when I return to the mountain today. I have no worries about my debts, so feel free to come and trouble me!
It was a lot of work going up and down the mountain, and it was almost noon when we started going up again. Seeing that he had climbed halfway up the mountain, he even saw the mountain gate of Yunqi Temple in the distance.
I thought to myself, no one will come to trouble me again now, right? Right in front of us is Yunqi Temple, and no one dares to squat here to cause trouble for him?
With a wave of his hand, he threw the iron bow in his hand towards the mountain.
The sound of "Flapping!" instantly frightened several birds looking for food in the grass. Just as he threw the iron bow, he instantly frowned.
The crisis came not far from the front of the mountain road. Like him, a middle-aged monk in monk's robes stood quietly on the stone steps and stared at him coldly.
"Are you the elder of Yunqi Temple? New here? Want to cause trouble for me?" Watson didn't even have to think about it. Except for the monks from Yunqi Temple, no one at the bottom of the mountain dared to rob him.
Because the master can lock everything in the mountain with just one thought, he can even immediately send a message to the master in the Buddhist hall and ask when a monk came to Yunqi Temple to target him?
The middle-aged monk nodded: "I am the law enforcement elder of Yunqi Temple. I am here waiting for you to come."
"Is something wrong?" Watson asked coldly: "You are standing here like a ghost. Does the abbot know?" For a moment, Watson thought of the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall who betrayed him. Unexpectedly, many years have passed. , came another one directed at myself.
The monk who wants to plot against him on this long mountain road, who says there are no evil people in the temple? The middle-aged monk watched Watson silently. He saw Watson killing enemies with his sword and even cleaning the battlefield in the mountains, so he was filled with anger.
Watson looked at the middle-aged monk with fluttering robes, as if he were seeing the law enforcement elder who was kicked out of Yunqi Temple by his master.
The middle-aged monk looked at Watson and smiled coldly, and said slowly: "I received a letter from Kunlun, and I want to surrender you on this mountain road!" Watson quietly took out a long sword and pointed it at the middle-aged man on the mountain road. Monk.
A scolding: "Let me see what kind of heart the devil in monk's clothes has!"... Yunqi Temple, in the Buddhist hall.
Liao Chen quietly looked at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar, sighed softly and said, "I didn't expect that my disciple would come back in just three years."
"So what? The law enforcement elder you personally selected is going to kill that kid!" The old monk with white eyebrows and long beard sitting in front of him sighed: "Why can't these two law enforcement elders tolerate this? Child?" Liao Chen was speechless for a moment after hearing this.
After a long time, he replied: "I'm not a Bodhisattva. How can I know whether this person's heart is white or black?" The old monk smiled faintly: "If you don't scold me, I'm afraid the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall will be hurt." Under the sword of a living person, he may even become a resentful soul on the mountain road." Liao Chen sighed: "The appearance comes from the heart, and the cause comes from thoughts. When he wants to trouble Watson, he must We are facing everything that is coming." The old monk chuckled: "Then you just wait and find another elder to go to the law enforcement hall." Liao Chen sighed and said, "It is unbelievable that the master can make this person With this wisdom... I never imagined that my disciple would be responsible for the evil that Kunlun did back then." The old monk said quietly: "The head of Kunlun has no virtue, so just cut off the connection with Kunlun."...Stand On the stone steps, Watson could not avoid the middle-aged monk blocking the mountain path, so he quietly unsheathed his sword and waited for the other party to attack first.
Since he was the elder of the Yunqi Temple Law Enforcement Hall, he decided to give his opponent a chance and also give the master in the temple a chance to recall the person in front of him.
If it wasn't a big feud between life and death, he could consider letting the other person live. His hands were steady, just like his current calm state of mind.
The middle-aged monk in front of him was not the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered. In his eyes, both Murong Lengyan from the academy and the nun he didn't know were more powerful than the middle-aged monk in front of him.
Even so, he did not take any chances, hoping that his opponent would let him clear the mountain road in front of him, allowing him to continue moving forward to meet his master and the old monk.
"Yunqi Temple is not a place where a demon like you can come, so let me accept you on behalf of the Buddha!"
With a sound of "Wang!", a white sword energy burst out in front of the middle-aged monk, and then suddenly slashed at Watson who was three feet away from him.
The next moment, the sword energy cut through the void and struck in front of Watson! With the sword drawn like lightning, the middle-aged monk, who is the law enforcement hall of Yunqi Temple, came to ambush Watson without the consent of the abbot.
You know, Watson is Liao Chen's only disciple. Watson did not bow his head, did not roar in anger, and did not say that his master was the abbot of Yunqi Temple.
If you want my life, take my sword first, no matter who you are. Previously at the foot of Broken Dragon Mountain, he only used two magic talismans to defeat the elders of the academy and behead the general of the imperial city.
The three of them had no real fight. At this moment, he was facing Elder Zhiwei of Yunqi Temple head-on, and he was even a little excited.
"Boom!" With a sound, the middle-aged monk's body was like lightning, striking directly at Watson's chest.
"Dang!" was heard. Although the sword was fast, it failed to penetrate Watson's chest! The middle-aged monk felt as if he had stabbed an iron plate with his sword, and then the long sword in his hand suddenly bent, so he became angry and punched out from left to right!
A dull roar exploded on the mountain road. Watson took two steps back, but the middle-aged monk flew backwards one foot, his monk's robes dancing in the wind.
Watson did not stop, but took the opportunity to attack upwards. The long sword in his hand was instantly slashed out, and in the flash of lightning, he slashed in front of the middle-aged monk.
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" The two swords collided again in the wind, splashing out sparks, followed by
"Pfft!" There was a sound... A piece of gray cloth fell from the wind, which was the corner of the middle-aged monk's sleeve.
It fell down the mountain road with the wind, like a dead leaf. The middle-aged monk was shocked and took a few steps back. He didn't expect Watson to almost hurt his hand!
Until this moment, Watson still did not have the sword that made him most proud. He is waiting. When the middle-aged monk in front of him realized the difficulty and retreated, when the master on the mountain gave out a scolding, he shouted back at the middle-aged monk in front of him who did not know whether to live or die and vowed to take his own head.
In the eyes of the middle-aged monk, the sword in his hand is so powerful that it can break mountains. Even if Watson is an iron plate, he can cut it with one sword.
However, at this time, it was unable to penetrate Watson's body! Looking at this incredible scene, the middle-aged monk's hand holding the iron sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Looking at Watson, he shouted sternly: "You are indeed a devil who kills without looking at people. Everyone can kill you." Watson shouted coldly: "You wear a monk's robe and think you are a Bodhisattva. How shameless are you? ?”
