Looking at this scene, the old man in front of him showed bursts of anger. He knew that everything was a trap.
I didn't expect Zhou Yuan to take action like this, which means that everything Zhou Yuan did just now was just a trap.
It turned out that he had lost the Soul-Eating Sword a long time ago, and what Zhou Yuan was holding was not the real Soul-Eating Sword. Thinking of this, the old man became furious.
"It's really insidious and despicable, and you still say that you are from a well-known family. It's really ridiculous!" the old man mocked mercilessly.
After saying these words, he seemed to feel even better. Zhou Yuan sneered: "What qualifications does an old man have to say such words? Have you forgotten how you dealt with me just now?"
"You were so arrogant just now. Now you should think of your own fate, or even worse. I think people like you really need to be dealt with." Zhou Yuan's simple words made the old man angry, and he wanted to rush in and kill him immediately.
Kill Zhou Yuan.
"kill!"
At this time, the old man was resisting crazily. In his opinion, at this moment, he was about to kill Zhou Yuan in his hands.
Let Zhou Yuan know how powerful he is, and Zhou Yuan looked at him with cold eyes, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
In Zhou Yuan's view, the old man was just blindly confident. Under such circumstances, it was obvious that the soul-eating sword would exert its power, and then he would be able to devour the old man's soul.
At this moment, this barrier enveloped the old man in front of him. The old man could not move at all and wanted to escape from here, but the power of his soul only trembled for a moment, and was blocked by the blood.
"What's going on? How can this sword be so evil?" The old man was extremely frightened, and he clearly felt that this soul-eating sword seemed to have the resentment of thousands of lives in it.
It is indeed full of difficulties to rush out with the power of his soul, as if he might die here if he moves too much.
Zhou Yuan looked at him coldly and said: "Old man, are you scared now? Do you know where this place is? This place is not something you can easily get out of."
"Don't doubt it, you will die soon without a burial place." Zhou Yuan's voice actually appeared in this space.
Although he appears here, he can control this space because he and the Soul-Eating Sword are of the same body. At this moment, he can naturally control this place.
The old man was furious and extremely furious. He looked at Zhou Yuan. He wanted to tear Zhou Yuan into pieces. Zhou Yuan really deserved to die.
He was so despicable and framed himself, and now he actually said such crazy words, "Boy, if you have the guts, let me challenge you to a duel. I'll let you know why this flower is so red?"
Coming from the old man's words, Zhou Yuan smiled calmly and said: "Don't believe me when I tell you. For a useless person like you, I can knock you down with just one hand."
Zhou Yuan was so sarcastic that the old man almost jumped up and down in anger. He just felt that the energy and blood in his body was a little annoyed, and he was obviously angry with Zhou Yuan.
However, no matter how angry he was, the violent force still hit the old man's skeleton hard.
“Qiang Qiang!!”
The sound of collision was heard crazily at this moment, and the bones of the old man in front of him looked like the silver-white bones were emitting a faint light.
This light enveloped him. Zhou Yuan looked at it with some surprise in his eyes, "I didn't expect that your bones would have such a miraculous effect despite their age. It's really amazing and surprising."