Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Bull King's facial expression changed slightly. A serial knife appeared in his hand as he charged towards Han Mo.    

    

Neither of them was willing to give in to the other. They both released their killing moves at the first moment. They were extremely terrifying, and they released a huge shockwave.    

    

Clang clang clang. The two weapons kept clashing against each other, producing a dizzying sound. However, as time passed, Bull King's expression became more and more unsightly.    

    

A few minutes later, Bull King's expression changed and the knife in his hand broke into pieces.    

    

At the same time, a wave of cold and sinister energy assaulted his face. He had no choice but to give up his attack and retreat in a flash.    

    

Han Mo immediately seized the opportunity and chased after him with his ice spear. He took the initiative and beat Bull King until he was forced to retreat step by step.    

    

This was a battle of honor for the entire East. Bull King was the first one to take action, and if he lost, he would have to admit that the strength of the East was not as strong as that of the West!    

    

"Bull King lost in weapon!" The old beggar immediately found out what the problem was.    

    

Bull King's strength was not inferior to Han Mo's. It was just that the ice spear was too powerful, while Bull King's chain blade was an ordinary weapon. It was simply incomparable. It was not on the same level.    

    

"I will lend the Clumsy Sword to him!" The grey-robed elder clenched his teeth and stood up, shouting, "Bull King, receive my sword!"    

    

With that, the grey robed elder directly threw the Clumsy Sword towards Bull King.    

    

Seeing this, the old beggar's face changed and he quickly exclaimed: "Old Eight, how can you give the Clumsy Sword to someone else?!"    

    

"Forget it, this battle concerns my honor in the East, and I believe that he is not that kind of person!" The grey-robed elder shook his head, gesturing for the others to stop talking.    

    

Giving the Clumsy Sword to an outsider was indeed very disadvantageous for him. Once Bull King became greedy and took the Clumsy Sword for himself, it would be impossible for them to snatch it back from Bull King with their power.    

    

However, at this time, he could not care so much anymore. Bull King was about to be defeated, and in everyone's hands, only the grey robed elder's Clumsy Sword was better than the ice lance.    

    

Hearing the shouts, Bull King's expression shook, he immediately stomped on the ground and rushed towards the Clumsy Sword.    

    

Han Mo's expression changed slightly. He wanted to stop Bull King, but the ice spear in his hand was suddenly thrown out. It turned into a cold shadow as it pierced towards the center of Bull King's back.    

    

Bull King was very fast, but the shadow of ice was even faster. The two of them, one in front and one behind, charged forward.    

    

Just as the ice image was about to pierce Bull King's back, if it hit, even if Bull King was an expert of Transcendence Stage, if he didn't die, he would at least be heavily injured!    

    

Everyone held their breath, some even clenched their fists, waiting for Bull King to fight back.    

    

Finally, the moment before the ice image hit him, Bull King grabbed onto the Clumsy Sword and without giving it more thought, he swung it behind him!    

    

Ding! The Clumsy Sword collided with the ice lance, but this time, the ice lance did not manage to gain an advantage and was actually sent flying by the Clumsy Sword.    

    

Han Mo jumped up and took the ice spear. He stared at Bull King with an ugly expression.    

    

He could feel that the Clumsy Sword in Bull King's hand was definitely not ordinary. It couldn't even injure the ice spear in the slightest, it must be an extraordinary treasure.    

    

"Hand over your life!" Bull King held the Clumsy Sword in his hand, and his confidence was greatly shaken.    

    

Bull King roared and dashed towards Han Mo. Although he did not like sword techniques, he relied on his own power to forcefully use the most common sword moves to slash out the strongest attack.    

    

Boom!" Han Mo moved out horizontally. The place where he was originally standing was covered by a sword light. The ground was cracked and dust flew into the air.    

    

The two of them continued to fight. The ice spear and the Clumsy Sword had clashed multiple times, but it had failed to gain any advantage. In fact, it had almost slipped out of the Clumsy Sword's hands due to the impact.    

    

Finally, Han Mo's ice spear stabbed out and pierced through Bull King's chest. In an instant, it was pierced through, causing blood to flow profusely.    

    

But at the same time, Bull King swung the Clumsy Sword in his hand, cutting off Han Mo's left arm. A strong arm flew out and fell to the ground, blood spurting out like a fountain.    

    

Both of them staggered back, both of them heavily injured, losing the ability to fight again.    

    

The people from the west had a drastic change in expression. The golden-haired old man rushed out and supported Han Mo, and then extended his hand to press on the wound on his arm. He used the Spiritual Energy to suppress his blood vessels, and only then did he stop bleeding.    

    

Moreover, the others picked up Han Mo's severed arm at the first moment. At their level, as long as the arm wasn't crushed into minced meat, there was still hope for a continuation.    

    

Bull King was also caught by the old beggar and the others. He was also heavily injured, his chest was pierced by the ice spear, and his body was corroded by the cold energy. His chest had already started to freeze.    

    

"Good, your strength is indeed very strong!" After the old man brought Han Mo back, they returned to the battle arena.    

    

He coldly snorted as he stared at Bull King and loudly shouted, "But no matter how strong you are, so what? Are you going to continue fighting with me?!"    

    

Hearing the elder's words, Bull King really wanted to go down the stage and fight with him for another five hundred rounds. Unfortunately, his body was not allowed to fight.    

    

"Don't be arrogant!" The old beggar stood up and glared at the old man as he shouted.    

    

However, he felt very powerless. Bull King was injured, and Baili Tu was unwilling to help. Who could fight against that old man? Was there truly no one left in the East?    

    

The old beggar suddenly remembered that man from a few days ago who took away the Bronze Palace in front of them. He could not help but sigh in his heart.    

    

Who would have thought that the west would suddenly gather a group of people to attack? They were not prepared in advance. Only Bull King would have rushed over as soon as he received the news. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get past Han Mo.    

    

"Who dares to fight against me?!" In the battle coliseum, the old man spoke again, his voice sounding like a wild lion's, "Are you people from the east all cowards? "Bring it on, I'll cut it together!"    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, translucent red scales appeared on the surface of the old man's body. He wasn't a human, but rather a vicious beast!    

    

To be able to directly transform into a human, this old man was probably more powerful than Han Mo. Before, they thought that Han Mo was the leader so it might be easier for them to deal with him after dealing with Han Mo.    

    

No one dared to open their mouths to fight him, not even the old beggar. The old beggar and the others were enraged, but they were well aware that if they went up to fight him, it would be a pipe dream. They would be killed at the first possible moment, and they would not be his match at all.