The scene before him was so shocking that Wang Qiang couldn't breathe for a moment.
He couldn't even understand that ever since he crossed the Tongtian River, he had been paying attention to both sides of the official road, paying attention to everyone he met, and was even ready to fight at any time.
Until this early morning when he woke up in a hurry, he met someone he never wanted to see in a place he thought was impossible.
After thinking for a while, he said lightly: "Are you disappointed that I didn't die? Didn't that fortune teller tell you that it's really difficult to kill me?"
The visitor was very silent and looked at Wang Qiang quietly.
Wang Qiang, at this time, did not want to draw his sword and kill the opponent immediately, but just stared at his opponent coldly.
After hearing the fortune teller's words, the old man Sanhao hurried out the next day and came all the way to Tongtian River.
But he never expected that the prey he had been looking for for two days would be hiding in a cave in the snowy land like a cat.
Fortunately, he is a good old hunter. Even if the prey gets into the hole, he can still find it.
As if Wang Qiang didn't want to answer his question, the old man Sanhao narrowed his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "You are not dead, I can't sleep well."
Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Do I want to thank you for knocking me off the Broken Heart Cliff?"
"No, just give me your life today."
There was no angry look on Sanhao's face. He just smiled and said, "I'm here to take your life. Look, there is no cliff here."
Such a simple sentence expressed the old man's determination and sealed Wang Qiang's fate. There was no cliff to jump off to escape.
I'm coming to take your life.
Wang Qiang raised his head and glanced at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and said calmly: "Since you saw the fortune teller, didn't he tell you a fortune before you went out?"
"He said he can't count himself. Doesn't he even dare to count your life?"
Taking a deep breath, Wang Qiang stared coldly at the hands of the old man Sanhao, and found that they no longer frightened him as they did on the Broken Heart Cliff.
Moreover, he also saw clearly the cultivation level of the old man Sanhao.
He even wanted to laugh at you, you have been practicing hard all your life, but it is nothing more than this... It seems that today's old man is also the second fortune teller.
The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "He said these two days are unlucky days. I think they should be your unlucky days, so I came."
In the eyes of the old man, Wang Qiang, who only knew how to run away and cultivated his physical body, was really embarrassed by him chasing him for so many days.
He was even thinking that even if he killed Wang Qiang, he wouldn't be able to show off in front of the fortune teller.
And Wang Qiang's thoughts were different today. He had the sword in his hand, there were mountains and water here, and it was about to snow, so it was a good place to bury someone.
He planned to put everything to good use, and finally sharpen the sword in his hand on the whetstone in front of him, and then bury him here.
The old man readily accepted Wang Qiang's current attitude.
He looked at Wang Qiang and smiled: "If you have any worries, you can tell me and I can tell someone on your behalf."
Wang Qiang shook his head and said coldly: "No need, I was thinking that if even you die, who else can the Loulan Chen family find to deal with me?"
"I just need to go a little further. After I pass Niujiao Town, who else can find me? Who else can deal with me? When I go down the mountain, who can stop me?"
The smile on Wang Qiang's lips became colder and colder. The old man Sanhao was just a little more advanced than the fortune teller, but not powerful enough for him to run for his life.
So, he no longer had to be silent.
The old man thought he was cornered, but he didn't know what kind of surprise would happen next. He even wanted to kill the old man's horse to prevent the old man from suddenly escaping.
The calm and cold scene in front of me, even if the fortune teller was here, no one would believe it.
Now he understood a little bit why Monk Buli didn't wake him up even though he saw the old man crossing the river. He wanted to use the old man in front of him to sharpen himself again.
The old man lowered his head and looked at his hands quietly, as if he were looking at a peerless sword.
In his eyes, since he could kill Wang Qiang on Broken Heart Cliff, today he would just do what happened that day again, but today he would take away Wang Qiang's head.
Thinking of this, the old man smiled: "I can stop you and kill you."
Wang Qiang squinted slightly and looked at the old man in front of him.
He slapped himself on the Broken Heart Cliff and knocked him off a hundred-foot cliff... He would never forget this grudge, no matter what identity the old man stood in front of him.
He would kill the old man without hesitation. The last time he lost was so humiliating that he almost died at the foot of Broken Heart Cliff.
Until now, he still didn't understand, how could he not die if he fell from such a high cliff?
If you fell into the river, why didn't you drown?
Wang Qiang didn't notice Meng Shentong's method because at that time, he had completely passed out and was only a hair away from death.
However, he couldn't figure out the problem for the time being, so he stopped thinking about it.
What he has to do now is to tell the old man what the fortune teller said is true. It is a very bad day and he should not go out!
The old man looked Wang Qiang up and down again and felt that this guy had not changed much from before, so he smiled and felt that Wang Qiang was a dead man now.
Wang Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the old man coldly and said, "I don't like burying people, how about you dig a hole yourself first?"
Such a simple sentence shocked the old man's heart and his eyes suddenly shrank.
The murderous aura that had been dormant suddenly surged out, just like Wang Qiang who was suddenly awakened by the horse while dreaming in the cave in the early morning and rushed out suddenly.
He was so angry that even his white beard was trembling, and he shouted angrily: "If you want to die, I can make it happen immediately!"
Following a roar, the old man's momentum surged, as if the God of Death had reappeared to wipe out all the demons in the world.
Wang Qiang felt the murderous aura in the old man's body, and his blood boiled instantly.
Attacks like a violent storm were coming towards him!
The power of the Fusion Realm rushed towards Wang Qiang instantly, like a huge wave rolling up on the Tongtian River, submerging everything, and the originally calm river surface was completely chaotic.
The murderous intent released by the old man cracked the void in front of the two of them. Like lingering snow in spring or falling rocks from a high mountain, it surged towards Wang Qiang with an attitude of absolutely crushing everything.
Standing in front of the cave, Wang Qiang was as motionless as a stubborn stone by the Tongtian River, quietly facing the stormy waves.
He was already standing halfway up the mountain. Facing the mountain-like spiritual power that crushed all energy, he was no longer afraid.
He will not be careless. As long as the old man takes action, he will use all his strength to fight. No matter what the final result is, he will kill the old man in front of him.
He would never let the old man continue to pester him and follow him all the way to Niujiao Town and to the foot of Meishan Mountain.
Finally, he asked the saint on the mountain to kill the old man in front of him with one sword. That was not Wang Qiang's character.
The old man roared violently! He waved his palms and came towards Wang Qiang, like a silver bottle being broken, he had already rushed in front of him in an instant!
Subconsciously, facing the old man who suddenly rushed towards him, Wang Qiang concentrated all his strength into the long sword in his hand, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying power.
A sword slashed out horizontally, splitting the void in front of the two men.
The old man advanced instead of retreating, and struck out a palm with lightning and thunder, trying to break Wang Qiang's long sword.
However, the old man obviously did not expect that after breaking through the realm, Wang Qiang would draw his sword more than twice as fast as before.
In just an instant, the long sword had already struck his wrist... and headed towards his chest!
The old man was startled. In anger, the spiritual energy in his body rolled out, and a terrifying force burst out, trying to stop Wang Qiang's sword!
"Boom!" A loud noise!
The old man's sleeves were completely torn, and Wang Qiang's slashing sword instantly left a long wound on the old man's arm. If it were the fortune teller, the arm would have been chopped into two pieces.
But Wang Qiang's sword did not stop, but continued to strike at the old man with different moves!
Cut the snow with one sword!
The two swords were slashed out one after another, and he could still continue to attack even though he was hurting the old man. If it weren't for Wang Qiang practicing desperately on the Bamboo Peak after leaving Tiandao Peak.
With this sword, I'm afraid it would be really difficult for him to hurt a monk in the Fusion Realm.
The sword was so fast that the old man couldn't change his move. It was so fast that before he could see clearly, Wang Qiang's sword had already struck his chest.
Wang Qiang had an illusion that the sword struck the old man's chest in a flash of lightning.
The moment Wang Qiang retracted his sword, the old man stepped back two feet like a ghost and distanced himself from him.
As soon as he lowered his head, Wang Qiang stared blankly at an old piece of clothing wrapped around the long sword. At this moment, he had to admire that the old man's melon was faster than his own.
He didn't even see when the old man took out the old clothes and wrapped them around his sword in an instant, giving him an illusion.
He thought he had struck the old man in the chest with his sword.
Wang Qiang thought that he had fought against the old man once on Broken Heart Cliff, and Wang Qiang also thought that he was familiar with the old man's methods. It was only then that he realized that he knew nothing.
The old man also took advantage of Wang Qiang's daze and took two steps back without covering up, preventing his opponent from catching his next move.
The moment Wang Qiang struck out with his sword, and when he expected that his palm might not be able to block it, he took out a piece of clothing to protect his chest.
Otherwise, when he takes out his long sword, he is afraid that Wang Qiang will cut several holes in his chest.
The old man Sanhao suffered a big loss. After being frightened and angry, he was so frightened that he immediately surged out the dormant power in his body, taking advantage of the moment when Wang Qiang was in a daze in front of him.
With a sound of "Wang!", there was a long sword in his hand, and then a billowing murderous aura emanated from the long sword.
Before Wang Qiang could draw his sword, the old man struck out boldly and slashed at him with one sword!
"Dang Dang Dang!"
There was a harsh explosion, and the two long swords collided in a flash of lightning, sparking countless sparks and shattering the void in front of the two of them.
The moment Wang Qiang took a step back, the long sword in the old man's hand was still attacking him mercilessly.
The speed and angle of this sword were too weird and too fast, giving Wang Qiang no time to react.
In desperation, Wang Qiang kicked the stone wall behind him hard. He rushed forward in an instant and jumped into the air with the help of the rebounding force.
Then he held the long sword with both hands and struck it from top to bottom at the old man's snake-like sword. He wanted to use his strength to break through all the magic and break the old man's sword!
However, the old man's sword was like a poisonous snake. His body twisted in an instant. The moment he was struck by Wang Qiang's sword, the tip of the sword turned back like a poisonous snake and pierced his arm.
Wang Qiang did not expect that the old man's long sword was actually a soft sword and was so unpredictable.
I felt my arm shake, knocking the old man's long sword away, and he continued to stab forward with the long sword in his hand... It was slashed from mid-air and turned into a thrust in the midst of lightning and stone fire.
The old man snorted coldly and retreated instantly, dodging Wang Qiang's sword.
Wang Qiang looked down and saw that his arm had a thin wound just like the old man's, and a trace of blood oozed out.
