Saint Qin Batu

An old man with gray hair, hunched back, and blind eyes faced him with a gentle smile.

"You also want to come and take the broken water in my hand?" the innate swordsman asked in a deep voice.At this time, he was not in a good condition, and his eyes were looking around at the distant woods, for fear that someone would come out again.

As for the blind old man in front of him, the innate swordsman, although he would not ignore him, but the image of this old man really made him unable to pay attention to it.

A blind old man, no matter how advanced his swordsmanship and skill is, how much threat can he pose?Even if you can't fight, can't you still run?

"Hehe." The old man lightly supported his graying beard, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

The innate swordsman sword old man ignored him so much, a trace of anger could not help but grow in his heart.After all, as a congenital master, being able to pass that hurdle is his pride.

"Buzz!"

The blade of the sword trembled slightly, and the innate swordsman stabbed at the old man suddenly, taking advantage of the old man's defenselessness.

"Pfft!"

The old man still had a smile on his face, and the left hand holding his beard didn't even move.However, the right hand that was originally carried behind his back has already penetrated the heart of the innate swordsman.

Big mouthfuls of blood could not stop gushing out from the mouth of the Xiantian swordsman.

The old man slowly pulled out his blood-stained fingers, and under the staring eyes of the Xiantian swordsman, gently wiped it back and forth on the Xiantian swordsman's clothes.

"Young man, I said a long time ago that this sword is not suitable for you..." The old man sighed, like an elder teaching a younger generation, and slowly pushed aside the Duan Shui sword in the hand of the innate swordsman.

Satisfied, the old man waved the broken water in his hand back and forth several times, and then he started to observe carefully as if he could see the broken water.

"This sword is beautiful, isn't it?" A young voice came from behind the old man.

"Buzz!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man who was originally showing his old age suddenly came to Ying Zheng's eyes in a flash.

Dense blue light, like a spider web, rushed towards Ying Zheng.

However, Ying Zheng escaped the old man's attack easily like a stroll in the courtyard.

"Little doll is good at martial arts."

Seeing that he had no choice but to win Zheng, and Ying Zheng had no intention of snatching the cut-off water, the old man also put away the cut-off water, and returned to the original harmonious state again.

"You lose your eyes, but you have a heart eye. You are not bad."

Ying Zheng's words made the old man's heart tremble.It can be seen that I have developed my mind and eyes, so I must have strong strength.Moreover, if Ying Zheng hadn't spoken before, he wouldn't have even noticed him.

"It's a pity that I have developed a mind eye, but my eyesight has dropped a lot!" A somewhat mocking voice came from the woods again.

The old man frowned. He looked at people with his mind, so he could naturally see Han Fei and Zilan walking out of the woods at this moment.

"What do you mean, little friend?"

The old man unconsciously tightened his grip on the hand that was cut off from the water.Although Han Fei didn't seem to have any strength, the old man believed that he had some strength to speak so loudly.

"You'll know if you try it?" Han Fei shrugged and said indifferently.

"Then you have to be careful." The old man's tone was deep. Although Han Fei's tone seemed more like a joke, the old man obviously didn't take it that way.

"bring it on……"

Before Han Fei finished speaking, the old man once again held the cut-off water in his hand and attacked Han Fei.

"when!"

The crisp sound made the eardrums tingle slightly.I saw that Han Fei's broken Nilin had appeared in his hands at some point.

"Crack!"

An undetectable gap appeared on the broken water.

"choke!"

The old man, who had already developed his mind, threw the broken water that had already been cracked in his hand on the ground.

Although I don't know what kind of sword the ancient sword in Han Fei's hand is, but how can the famous Eight Swords of the King of Yue be so vulnerable?

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Chapter 3 and One Sword Slave

"Where's the sword? Where's the sword! Where's my broken water!" The old man had completely torn off his original gentle appearance, roaring angrily.

"Is it you! You must have taken the cut-off water!" After the heart-piercing, the old man's murderous intent gathered on Ying Zheng and the others again.

"Hehe. Although we didn't take the water off, we know where the water off is." Facing the old man's murderous intent, Ying Zheng was not afraid at all.

"Tell me! Tell me!"

As if possessed by a demon, the old man was clutching Ying Zheng's arm tightly, and his empty eyes seemed to glow with the vitality of the past again at this moment.

"Will you give it to me? If you don't give it to me, I'll kill you!"

Seeing that Ying Zheng remained indifferent, the old man's eyes turned red immediately.Even the voice has begun to hoarse.

"Give it to you, what can I get?"

However, facing the threat of the old man, Ying Zheng didn't mind at all.Strength is the capital of everything. Although the old man has innate late-stage strength, he is not a threat to Ying Zheng at all.

"What do you want! I'll give it to you!"

"Including your life?"

"my life!"

The old man didn't hesitate at all, everything flowed like clouds and flowing water, naturally, even with a bit of urgency.

"Remember what you said..." Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

The plot of Qin Shimingyue has been firmly remembered in his mind.For the old man in front of him, the top killer in the former net killer organization, Ying Zheng was naturally determined to win.

"Come with me." Ying Zheng turned around, glanced lightly, and said to the old man who had regained his normal state.

"it is good!"

The old man nodded, and there was still a bit of excitement in his tone.

"Da da da!"

The rapid sound of horseshoes galloped along the narrow path.

"It's a little bit worse, a little bit worse!"