At this moment, the cultivation of the two had swapped places.
Old Jiang might truly be aging. When people grow old, they begin to love reminiscing, becoming sentimental. As the sword clashed with the staff, Old Jiang couldn't help but burst into tears.
Then, seizing an opportunity, he rushed toward the Seven-star Dragon Slayer Sword.
It wasn't so easy for Jiang Ziya to die. Yuan Shi Venerable wouldn't allow him to die, nor would Yin Shou personally kill his old friend.
With one kick, he sent the old man crashing away from the tip of his sword—a blow right to the chest sent Jiang Ziya flying.
The old man clutched his chest, nearly meeting his end then and there.
Yin Shou glanced at him and, seeing Old Jiang trembling as he struggled to sit upright while clutching his chest, let out a sigh of relief. In his haste, he had accidentally used too much force!
Throwing Old Jiang an apologetic look, he let out a couple of coughs and struck a dashing pose, roaring skyward.
