After speaking, he reached out and touched his waist. There was a sharp click, and a soft sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

He shook slightly, and the soft sword made a crisp sound. It was obviously not an ordinary item. Old Dutou stretched out his hand to touch the soft sword, just like touching his lover, his eyes were full of tenderness:

"It's been twenty years. I haven't let you appear in twenty years. I'm going to trouble you today!"

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Chen Yang: "This soft sword, called Duanhun, was left to me by my master. With this sword, I can travel across the world and be invincible.

Later, when my cultivation improved, even if I didn't use it, no one could withstand my attack. So I have sealed this sword for twenty years. I didn't expect that you can force me to use the Soul-Severing Sword today. Even if you don't use it.

You can be proud of it even if you die."

Chen Yang looked at Dewey, smiled calmly and said, "Well, I'll make a bet with you. If you really kill me today, it will be bad luck for me. If you can't kill me, how about being my servant in the future?"

Dewey looked at Chen Yang and laughed: "How many years has it been, how many years has no one dared to be so arrogant in front of me? It seems that everyone has forgotten my reputation as Stone Buddha Dewey!

Everyone wants to treat me as a soft persimmon! Today I want you to know that I am not a soft persimmon, and I will let you see my true strength."

After saying that, he suddenly thrust his body forward, and stabbed Chen Yang in the heart with the Soul-Destroying Sword in his hand.

Driven by Dewey's powerful internal force, the Soul-Destroying Sword instantly became straight and emitted a golden light, accompanied by bursts of buzzing sounds. Then, like a poisonous snake, it trembled non-stop and pounced towards Chen Yang.

Dewey roared: "The first of the nine soul-breaking moves, the golden snake dances wildly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of the Soul-Destroying Sword had already reached Chen Yang's eyes and stabbed directly into his heart.

Dewey sneered and said: "Boy, how many famous masters can't escape my move, you are even less worthy, you still want to be your servant, you go to hell..."

But before he finished speaking, Dewey's eyes suddenly widened!

He was surprised to see that just when the tip of the sword was about to hit Chen Yang, Chen Yang's right hand suddenly lifted up, first and second, and separated his two fingers, directly jamming the tip of the Soul-Destroying Sword!

The originally agile soul-breaking sword suddenly became sluggish.

At this time, Chen Yang looked at Dewey, chuckled and said, "That's it, you want to kill me too?"

Dewey looked at Chen Yang, his pupils suddenly tightened. The Soul-Breaking Sword cut iron like mud, and coupled with his extremely strong internal force, it could be said that it could easily cut through steel plates, but Chen Yang could actually pinch it with two fingers.

Hold the tip of the sword, and no matter how hard he exerts himself, the soft sword cannot make an inch!

Dewey finally knew that Chen Yang's cultivation level was actually higher than his.

Looking at the whole of Daxia, Dewey can definitely be called the best in Daxia with his skills, but he never expected that such a young hero would appear here and he could easily push him to the ground and rub him.

Looking at Chen Yang, Dewey sighed: "It seems that I need to risk my life today!"

After saying this, his body suddenly tensed up, and a terrifying pressure spread instantly!

A huge tree next to it couldn't withstand the pressure, so it broke and flew sideways for more than 20 meters. Then it fell suddenly, causing dust to fill the sky.

But Chen Yang, who was at the center of the storm, stood there motionless. He looked at Dewey and smiled calmly and said:
Chapter completed!