His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said, "Anonymous!"

A cold glint flashed in the old mountain people's eyes.

"Wen Junzhi, you really impress me." "It's the first time I've seen someone so smart in all this long life. When did you find out that I was Anonymous?"

"I have many enemies. But there are not many people who can lay out such a game and have such strength." Wen Jun stopped, "Think about it carefully, I haven't offended any powerful smart people recently, this person must be an extremely powerful occult master, and he is good at the art of disguise, hiding his head and showing his tail. I don't dare to show my true face in front of people, and the conclusion will come naturally."

The old mountaineer shook his head, with a look of pity, and said, "If you are my disciple, your future achievements will be limitless. It's just a pity that you chose to go against me. You must die today."

Wen Junzhi's tone was indifferent: "I've always had a question, why don't you dare to go to Xiaozhou to face it head-on?"

"She doesn't know how much she has spoiled you in the past year, your cultivation is obviously above her, but she only dares to act like a rat in the gutter, moving in the shadows, instigating others to deal with her."

"You don't even dare show up in front of her."

"Now I finally have an answer."

"Because you're afraid of her."

"She's your nemesis."

Wen Junzhi's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and Anonymous's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his eyes were dark.

Wen Junzhi continued, "Xiao Zhou can see his past through a person's face, and in the future, he can even figure out his name and weaknesses."

"You don't dare show up because your weakness is your name."

"You've always refused to tell people your name, just let them call you whatever they want."

"Because once someone knows your name, use it. Your immortality will be cracked."

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them is gone. At the beginning, you used the lives of forty-nine young girls to find the only way out, to escape from the threat of birth, old age, sickness and death, and to live forever."

"But everything comes at a price."

"Your price is your name."

"No matter how strong you are, as long as your name is exposed, you will be like an ant, and you will be slaughtered."

The girl suddenly burst out, and the knife in her hand suddenly turned into a golden light sword, stabbing at Wen Junzhi.

Her speed was as fast as lightning, and she even sent out an afterimage behind her.

Wen Junzhi sealed his hands, and a white light suddenly grew in his palm, and he used the white light as a sword to stab at the girl.

He didn't defend and went straight to the move.

While!

Two lightsabers collided together.

"Ahh The girl screamed, and before she could react to what was happening, the whole person flew upside down, and a sword mark started from her left shoulder and slashed to her right crotch.

Blood gushed out, and the top and bottom halves of her body were torn apart.

She was cut in half.

Anonymous was startled, glanced at the girl, and then looked at Wen Junzhi: "Your swordsmanship has actually improved again."

Wen Junzhi put away the light in his palm, his eyes were cold, and there was no mercy, as if what he had just cut was just a local chicken and tile dog.

"Clever and scheming, very spicy, you are really a character!" Anonymous gritted his teeth and said, "If you were born in ancient times, you would really be a hero, but unfortunately, you were born in the wrong era and stood on the wrong team."

"Do you think that if you practice "The Legend of Taisu", you will be able to turn things around?"

His eyes were full of gloom, and he said, "Although you are smart, you are not careful."

"You shouldn't have touched my eyes."

Wen Jun was stunned and looked down at his hand.

His right index and middle fingers were stained black, as if he had just touched soot.

But the blackness was turning into thin streaks of blood, and began to swim into his body, and a cold, deep bone marrow sensation rushed up from his fingernails, and the blackened flesh soon lost consciousness, as if it had died.

"You're dead." Anonymous said coldly, in a cruel tone, "The moment you touched my eyelids."

Wen Junzhi was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled.

His smile made Anonymous frown slightly.

"I saw through your trick in the first place, how could I close your eyes?" Wen Jun stopped, "Of course, there is a reason why I did this!"

Anonymous was stunned, touched his eyes, and suddenly felt a tingling pain.

The expression on his face began to distort, and the wrinkled old man's face was changing, and it soon changed back to its original appearance.

It was a handsome man, more handsome than Wen Junzhidu, but he was a little older, around forty years old, but with his handsomeness, he didn't look old at all, if he entered the entertainment industry, he could still play the number one ancient puppet man.

But at this time, his eyes were stained with a layer of black blue, he took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, and began to exercise again to ward off the toxins on his eyes.

Wen Jun stopped: "Don't waste your efforts, I didn't give you poison, but a curse."