At dusk, Long Tianxiang's car parked in a suburban park, holding a bottle of drink and two sausages in his hand. The park was very quiet. It seemed to be a place for citizens to do morning exercises. At this time, there were already many tourists.

Missing, there was only one person sitting on the long wooden chair, an ordinary-looking old man.

Long Tianxiang got off the car, walked over, and sat not far from the old man. He felt that the old man was unusual and said, "Old man, you are not bad. Wait for me here for a few hours. Your butt doesn't hurt from sitting!"

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"Come, let me treat you to a sausage." A sausage was thrown over. The sausage was very fast and could not be seen by the naked eye. But when it reached the old man, the old man's eyes flashed and the speed became very slow and strange.

Slowly floated in front of the old man, floating in the air, stretched out his hand, took the sausage, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and then said softly: "It tastes good, young man, thank you."

As the old man spoke, he turned around and said, "If you are willing to put down the knife in your hand, I can treat you to a sumptuous dinner, which will definitely taste better than your sausages."

With a smile on his face, Long Tianxiang said: "You brought me here just to treat me to dinner. You are so polite. You should be the last trump card of the superpower team. I believe you will not let me down."

In this area, there is no power from outsiders. Even the losers who tracked him have lost their traces. Perhaps the strong have their own dignity. The old man is a strong man and he does not need anyone's help.

Based on this self-confidence alone, this old man is still worthy of respect.

"I haven't made a move in the past twenty years. The last time I met the most powerful master in your Eastern countries, I only remember his name is Murong Shuo. He is indeed a strong man. We fought for a whole day, but there was nothing

To determine the winner, even if I meet him again twenty years later, I still have no confidence that I can defeat him."

Long Tianxiang was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that this old man had had a battle with Old Murong. The old man's current state did not reveal what kind of power he had. If he could draw with Old Murong, his strength must not be underestimated.

The old man kept his eyes on Long Tianxiang, observing his expression, and then said: "Since then, I have never met a worthy opponent. Young man, you have aroused my interest.

Therefore, I give you this opportunity. As long as you defeat me, you can leave safely. If not, you may lose your freedom for the rest of your life."

The old man had already exuded the aura of a strong man when he spoke. Long Tianxiang swallowed the sausage in several mouthfuls and said with a smile: "You are very confident. I was indeed disappointed with this trip to the United States, but seeing you finally made me

It’s a worthwhile trip to come here.” He drank the drink in one gulp, threw the empty bottle out, and said, “Come on, let me see how powerful the strongest person in country M is!”

The old man's expression remained calm, and he said slowly: "Young man, remember my name, my name is Douglas."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man moved. Although he didn't know his age, he must be at least over a hundred years old. Such an old man in the dusk was definitely unexpectedly sharp. He was as motionless as a pine tree, as moving as the wind, or

Faster than the wind, the crutch in his hand changed and turned into a sharp sword. The aura of his whole body changed. The sword flashed and he swung three swords in an instant.

"Ding ding ding" Long Tianxiang was a little surprised to see that the old man's weapon turned out to be a sword. He thought that the old man was a superpower, but the dragon soul was in his hand and blocked the three swords. The old man's sword moves were extremely weird and not surprising.

Murong Shuo's swordsmanship was so sharp that it looked very casual, but with these three sword collisions, he felt that his mental strength was unstable, as if his soul had been shaken out of his body.

The three swords failed to defeat the enemy, and the old man was not surprised at all. If he was dealt with so easily, there would be no need for him to take action. Although he never asked about political affairs, he knew everything that happened in the past few days.

, the whole of Washington was upset by this young man, but he did nothing, he was waiting for the opportunity.

Only those who have passed all the challenges are worthy of his action. With the red devil and blue devil dead and one injured, Long Tianxiang is already qualified for him to take action.

His action represents the most powerful force in the field of supernatural powers in Country M, and the strongest individual in the U.S. military.

Winning represents the glory of the superpower team. If he loses, it means that the entire superpower team has lost, and he also knows the identity of Long Tianxiang, the leader of the dragon team. This is also the Chinese dragon team and the American superpower team.

In the peak battle, he had to be cautious, and the country also had to be cautious.

"I have to say that you are better than me twenty years ago, but you also know that I am an old man. I have accumulated a lot of things after living for such a long time. Young man, I will not be polite to you.

"A strong person is a strong person. Even the tone of his words is unhurried, as if nothing in the world can make him angry.

Long Tianxiang also admitted that this was another strong enemy for him after Murong Shuo. If the M government had more such masters, the Dragon Group would have no choice but to be slaughtered. However, he believed that the Dragon Group would soon be in his hands.

It will become a military legend.

Long Tianxiang had the domineering aura of a king, and he shouted coldly: "Old guy, you are right. Although I usually respect the old and love the young, it is obvious that you are not among them. Come on, fight.

Well, I can’t wait any longer.”

The power of the dragon soul melted all over his body in an instant, activating the Overlord Transformation. After these days of constant fighting, he had a vague feeling of breaking through. This feeling made Long Tianxiang even more eager for the battle in front of him, because this sight

The ordinary-looking old man gave him a rare kind of pressure.

Douglas also laughed. He felt the same as Long Tianxiang. He was a strong man and naturally longed for an opponent who could match him. After more than twenty years of loneliness, he finally ushered in the second battle. From this young man

He felt the enthusiasm and vitality of youth in his body, as if in a dream, he was back twenty years ago.

That thin sword was like a cicada's wings, forming various strange sword movements. Some of them were something Long Tianxiang had never seen before. They were not as powerful as Murong Shuo's Qijue Sword Technique, but they were extremely strange. There were three swords again, and he was holding an ice knife.

But he was forced to take three steps back. Only now did Long Tianxiang understand that the reason why he was mentally unstable every time he collided was because the old man had a powerful superpower, which should be the strongest among all superpowers.

The strange spiritual power, combined with his sword skills, made Long Tianxiang extremely vigilant, and he could not relax for a moment.

"Old guy, you're not bad at all. Even at your age, your hands and feet are quite flexible."

Douglas smiled and said: "Really, I have something more ruthless?" After decades of hard training, he believed that he had integrated supernatural powers and swordsmanship to the extreme. Because of this, he was more restrained.

With Ordinary, every time he walks on the street, no one will take a second look at him because he is so ordinary.

Not everyone has the same vision as Long Tianxiang.
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