"The magic power of black water is indeed invincible in the world!"
The old man from Montenegro sighed and slowly stood up. Looking at this posture, the injuries on his body have been completely recovered.
Feeling the tyrannical power in his body, he dropped a stone from the surrounding stone wall and took out a black pill.
"Old man Wuji, we have been fighting here for so many years, and today is the day you die!"
Cursing, he swallowed the pill.
The already overbearing aura became even more overbearing, and the strange and sinister internal energy rippled out, causing the surrounding walls to be stained with a thick layer of frost, and his eyes turned blood red.
The Broken Dragon Stone at the door slowly rose, and the old man from Montenegro proudly walked out of the cave and jumped towards a higher mountain.
At the highest point of Heishui Mountain, there is a flat platform that can accommodate thousands of people.
Old Man Heishan and Chen Wuji always make appointments to compete here.
In fact, this place was originally just a small platform, surrounded by rocks and steep mountains.
After decades of fighting, the hilltop here was completely flattened by the two men, forming a huge open space.
Fortunately, the rocks here are extremely hard, otherwise, they would have been destroyed long ago.
When Old Man Heishan arrived here, the village owners on Heishui Mountain had already been waiting for him for a long time.
But their skills were too weak. Even though they wrapped themselves in several layers of cotton clothes like rice dumplings, they were still shivering in the bone-piercing cold wind.
"Ancestor of Black Mountain, you are finally here. I thought today's competition was cancelled!"
Over the years, the old man from Heishan and Chen Wuji would come here to compete at fixed times, so the village leaders had calculated the time and came here to watch the battle during their competition.
Just watching such a battle between two peerless masters will bring you a lot of benefits.
If he can be favored and taught one and a half moves, he can become a first-class master in the world.
The old man from Montenegro didn't say anything, he just looked at the mountains not far away and frowned.
"Is this old guy not coming today?"
Everyone present came forward and surrounded the old man from Montenegro.
"Ancestor, your kung fu is unparalleled in the world. Maybe the old man has been frightened!"
"I think the old guy named Chen has died of old age!"
...
When everyone was fawning over him, the old man from Montenegro was also in a daze.
Although he was seriously injured in the previous duel, Chen Wuji was also seriously injured, and there was a lot of poison in his skills.
After such a long time, the toxins should have entered the internal organs. No matter how strong the martial arts is, the whole body will end up with ulcers.
Just when he was proud, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from not far away, and Chen Wuji fell slowly like an old god.
Also appearing together were Zhao Rui and three others!
The old man from Heishan was shocked, as if he didn't expect that Chen Wuji could still be alive.
"Old guy, what's your expression?" Chen Wuji said with a hint of ridicule: "As if I shouldn't be alive!"
Only then did the old man from Montenegro react. He laughed loudly and took a few steps forward.
"You old guy has profound skills, how can you die so easily? Let's have a decisive battle as usual today?"
Chen Wuji chuckled and then retreated to Zhao Rui.