Watson stabbed Wang Danian in the chest with a backhand sword!

In the snow and fog, all Wang Danian's thoughts were on Watson, and what he was waiting for was the moment in front of him.

There was a scream in the snow, and Wang Danian didn't care about the gap in his chest. The spiritual sword in his hand slashed towards Watson's sword like a poisonous snake spitting a message!

Before the swords of the two stopped, the two long swords collided fiercely together again, and Wang Danian seemed to have calculated this power, just after hearing a "click!" sound.

He didn't care that the opponent's long sword was broken into several pieces again, but with the power of the rebound, the spirit sword in his hand changed his moves again and accelerated towards the opponent in front of him!

"Watson, you can't play anymore!"

Xiao Hei on the tree felt anxious and wanted to throw a sacred fire at Wang Danian.

If Watson hadn't said that only the winner was the winner, he might have been tempted to set people on fire.

In his eyes, Watson has always been decisive and decisive, but now he is like a mother-in-law, playing tricks with his opponents?

However, he did not understand what Watson meant. Watson only wanted to defeat his opponent, but could not kill him at this time.

He wants Wang Danian to lead the Nanhai army back to the three towns in southern Xinjiang obediently.

In the snow and mist, without warning, another long sword appeared in Watson's hand, which made Wang Danian's eyes flash with a strange feeling, thinking how many more long swords do you have for me to cut off?

If an ordinary long sword faced the spiritual sword in his hand, there would be only one result.

So he didn't care at all how many swords Watson still had, and the power in his hand didn't stop at all, and then slashed at Watson in the snow and fog!

Watson grunted, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed its moves. The violent sword energy no longer slashed at the opponent's spiritual sword, but instead slashed horizontally at Wang Danian's wrist!

A bolt of lightning cut through the snow and fog.

This is a sword that cuts through the snow!

This was just the most common sword strike in Watson's memory, so simple that he didn't need to deliberately use it.

Just like he chopped off a winter's snowflakes on the Tianshan Mountains, he casually waved his hand and struck out a sword that was integrated into the memory of flesh and blood, and chopped off four or five snowflakes in the wind.

Maybe seven or eight, but he seemed to have never counted them.

It is not as fast as the wind, but it is as fast as lightning and accurate. An ordinary and simple sword, but it is Watson's most powerful sword!

Facing such a sword, no storm can escape.

Therefore, Wang Danian could not escape!

Wang Danian in the snow and fog felt that Watson's sword was faster than lightning. Before he could react, the two of them had already passed each other.

Watson turned his wrist, and the long sword lightly swiped across Wang Danian's wrist. After bringing up a blood flower, he quickly retreated. The distance between the two people changed from three feet to three feet.

Wang Danian looked down at his wrist and roared unwillingly!

He finally understood that the young man in front of him was showing mercy. If not, his right wrist holding the sword would have been broken into two pieces.

Fortunately, the two agreed before that they would only decide the winner, not life or death.

Looking at Watson standing quietly with his sword, Wang Danian sighed leisurely and asked: "How did you do it? With my power, I can kill you with one palm."

In his opinion, if he were to fight alone, he would not be afraid of the young man in front of him.

Watson looked at him and smiled lightly: "I admit, I don't have any skills. I just practice this trick thousands of times every day. Practice makes perfect."

The expression on Wang Danian's face changed again and again.

In his opinion, even if he could defeat the young man in front of him, he might not be able to lead the South China Sea army through the pass not far ahead.

The released consciousness did not sense the army hidden in the wind and snow, but saw that this terrain was a natural ambush place.

Even if our side really breaks into Yelu Palace, will we be able to get everything we want?

But in his opinion, everything now is the best outcome.

There is no need to continue fighting, and our side can bring back 5,000 war horses without incurring casualties on one person or one horse. No matter how you look at it, it is a good idea.

Thinking of this, Wang Danian looked at Watson and asked, "We sent two hundred soldiers to see King Yelu Khan a few days ago. Where are they?"

Watson shook his head and said quietly: "There have been constant snowstorms on the grassland these days, and we haven't gone out at all."

Beating him to death cannot be acknowledged. This is the conclusion reached by Watson, Yelu Chucai and others.

There is no evidence, as long as the other party does not want to fight, then you can decide that it is a dead end.

Wang Danian looked up at the increasingly heavy wind and snow in the sky, and sighed heavily. He also knew that as long as the other party refused to admit it, he would not be able to find any evidence.

This matter is irrefutable.

"I want to have a few words with King Yelu Khan face to face." After thinking again and again, Wang Danian finally made up his mind and decided to leave with five thousand war horses.

As long as the young island master sees these war horses, he has no reason to blame himself.

Watson shook his head and said seriously: "I don't believe you. Unless you swear an oath of heaven, I will let King Khan come to see you with his war horses."

Wang Danian did not expect Watson to be so serious, so he had no choice but to make an oath as Watson asked.

There was a roar, and a winter divine thunder sounded above the two of them, frightening thousands of Nanhai monks and also frightening Xiao Hei on the branch.

This was the oath sworn by Wang Danian, the Heavenly Witness of the Five Realms, which made Watson heave a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Hei, go and bring King Khan and the war horse over!"

Taking a breath, Watson waved to Xiao Hei who was not far away. It would indeed be a good thing for the Yelu Court to avoid fighting.

At least, the Yelu Palace will be safe for the next ten years.

In his opinion, the war in southern Xinjiang does not need to last for ten years, right?

"Wait!" Xiao Heihua flew toward the pass for a black lightning bolt. Wang Danian looked at the direction in which Xiao Hei disappeared and was speechless.

Even though he has been practicing for so long, he has never seen a talking crow.

He was secretly glad for his decision. The battle with Watson made him realize that he was not the most powerful monk in the world.

Maybe the young man in front of me can defeat him.

"After the beginning of spring, won't King Yelu Khan go to the three towns to see the battle in southern Xinjiang?"

Looking at Yelu Chucai, who was slowly coming in the wind and snow with thousands of soldiers, after Watson's introduction, Wang Danian raised his hands and asked in a solemn voice.

Yelu Chucai shook his head and sighed: "I'm too old to walk, so I won't join in the fun anymore."

After speaking, he pointed to the war horses behind him and said: "There are five thousand war horses here. Please give the general to the young island master. Just say that Yelu Palace only wants to live its own small life and has no ambitions."

Wang Danian was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the frail old man and felt an inexplicable sadness for a moment.

As monks, we are all ants under the heaven. If we cannot ascend and leave, one day we will become like Yelu Chucai in front of us.

To grow old and die quietly in this world is not the purpose of his practice.

Feeling sad for a moment, Wang Danian had no intention of staying here any longer and called his lieutenant to lead someone to count the horses.

He clasped his hands with Watson and Yelu Chucai and smiled bitterly, waved and got on the horse, and hurried away with the large group of people under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Xiao Hei looked at the retreating Nanhai army, flew over and said to Watson: "There is something wrong with you today. You have been entangled with him for so long. It is not like your past style."

Watson sighed and said leisurely: "Since it's not a life and death battle, why should I let him know my trump card?"

Yelu Chucai was the happiest. Seeing that there was no need to fight, he sent away these bad gods. It was worth using five thousand horses in exchange for the other party's ten-year commitment.

Looking at the two people, he smiled and said: "Don't stand here, let's go back and have a drink."

Back in the Great Khan's Tent, Yelu Chucai asked the two elders to cook meat to celebrate, while Watson cooked a pot of hot tea.

Xiao Hei thought for a while and asked: "Watson, what should we do with the three big pits?"

Watson looked at Yelu Chucai and said: "Before the war in southern Xinjiang is over, the trap there cannot be destroyed, just let it stay there."

Yelu Chucai nodded, thought for a moment and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Watson smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I'll leave with Xiao Hei after the Chinese New Year is over and you all leave."

It was freezing cold, so even going to the three towns was of little use. He and Xiao Hei wanted to go to the beach.

When Xiao Hei heard this, he looked at Yelu Chucai and said, "Xiao Hei still likes it here. There is enough meat and he will not starve."

Watson looked at him and smiled bitterly: "If my godfather hears this, he will probably scold the two of us for being useless."

After that, he looked at Yelu Chucai and said seriously: "No matter whether the Nanhai army has sworn or not, and no matter whether they will come again, we will take everyone away from here in the beginning of spring."

Yelu Chucai was stunned and blurted out: "Are you afraid they will come again?"

Watson shook his head and said quietly: "The good pastures under Yinshan Mountain are not worse than yours. They say it is a sacred mountain. You can go there for a few years and come back after the war in southern Xinjiang is over."

Yelu Chucai sighed, rubbed his hands and smiled: "That's right, it's always a good thing to nip problems in the bud."

…

But it is said that the Tianshan Mountains are already covered with snow, and the mountains are blocked by heavy snow.

Because Li Xiuyuan saved a lot of food, and the spiritual rice he planted had been harvested in the autumn, he was practicing cultivation with his two girls, but he didn't have to worry about eating or drinking.

The last trickle of the mountain glacier was frozen, so Huayu and Tantai Xiaoyu had to break through the ice to get water back to boil for tea.

Not long after the two girls arrived in Tianshan, Li Xiuyuan cut two bamboo swords and taught them the technique of cutting snow.

When Hua Yu and Xiao Yu heard that Watson had practiced snow-cutting swordsmanship since he was a child, they naturally did not dare to think otherwise.
To be continued...