Qin Yuesheng heard the sound and looked over, and saw a white-haired old man walking towards him from the corner of the room.
He has a kind face and gives people the feeling of an old grandfather next door. He has no temperament at all and is extremely ordinary.
But it was such a person who appeared in this room out of thin air.
Qin Yuesheng asked, "Who are you?"
"Can you use a sword?" the old man asked with a smile.
Qin Yuesheng frowned: "No."
"It's fate that you can come here. I will teach you."
As he spoke, the man directly pulled out the iron sword that was inserted in the small tripod. The whole process was easy and there was no hindrance at all.
Qin Yuesheng narrowed his eyes. He couldn't even take the sword out of Zhaixing's hand with his Star-Picking Hand, but this person did it with ease.
This strength is simply terrifying.
"Are you ready?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Who are you?"
"Be careful." The old man suddenly stabbed with his sword, and the iron sword attacked Qin Yuesheng's face like the wind. Although this sword had no internal force attached to it, the sense of threat it brought was something Qin Yuesheng had rarely experienced.
It was only last time, in the basement of the temple on the isolated island, when the mysterious woman who was frozen in the ancient cold crystal gave him this sense of impending death.
In an instant, Qin Yuesheng quickly dodged and at the same time blocked it with the Demonic Evil Blade and the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
Bang!
But surprisingly, the iron sword suddenly twisted to the side and directly avoided the encirclement of the Demonic Evil Blade and the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and passed through the two magic weapons, causing the two magic weapons to collide with each other with a clanging sound.
The iron sword silently pierced Qin Yuesheng's neck and passed through his throat.
"Ugh!" Feeling the pain of being stabbed in the throat, Qin Yuesheng's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the other person in disbelief.
Am I going to die like this?
Just as Qin Yuesheng, clinging to his last consciousness, was about to take out the Wheel of Time to hide himself back in time and avoid death, the old man suddenly retracted the iron sword and said with a kind smile: "You lost, do you want to try again?"
Touching his neck, Qin Yuesheng did not feel any wounds. He was still alive and would not die.
"this."
Surprised and very shocked. So far, Qin Yuesheng still couldn't figure out what was going on.
He tried to walk to the left side of the old man, and the other person immediately turned his head, still with that kind smile on his face.
"Old sir, you are very powerful. I am no match for you." Qin Yuesheng had no choice but to bow.
The opponent could easily kill him in seconds without relying on internal force. This strength had definitely surpassed Qin Yuesheng by many levels. It was very likely that he was a master of the seventh, eighth, ninth, or even tenth level of internal force.
He also practiced swordsmanship to perfection and returned to the original state, which is why he was able to have the power of that sword just now.
"Don't give up easily. Learning sword is very interesting. Do you want to come again?" asked the old man.
Very interesting?
Qin Yuesheng couldn't help but have a lot of questions popping up in his head. I lost to you in the first move. What a mess. Is it more interesting for you to kill me, or for me to be killed by you?
"No, no, I just want to know where this place is. I have no intention of fighting with you, senior." Qin Yuesheng waved his hands quickly.
The old man stopped talking and just stood there looking at Qin Yuesheng quietly.
Feeling a little uneasy for some reason because of being stared at, Qin Yuesheng couldn't help but walk towards the door. Since there was such a mysterious old man guarding the first floor, he might as well start from the second floor. With his lightness skills, he could jump directly to the second floor and climb through the window. It shouldn't be a problem to avoid this old man.
But when Qin Yuesheng was about to step out of the door, the old man suddenly moved.
He took a step forward and swung his sword repeatedly. The sword shadows directly covered Qin Yuesheng like a curtain, as if he was going to pierce his heart with thousands of swords.
Qin Yuesheng's hair stood on end with shock. This man was so unreasonable that he attacked without any reason.
"I'll fight you." Qin Yuesheng immediately turned around and attacked with the Thousand-Handed Buddha, wanting to compete with the old man's swift sword. The Thousand-Handed Buddha was extraordinary in momentum, and the whole room couldn't help but tremble when it attacked with thousands of hands and palms. But the strange thing was that if it were under normal circumstances, if Qin Yuesheng attacked like this, I'm afraid this small building would be destroyed in an instant.
But with all this commotion, not only the small building, but even the room itself didn't show any signs of collapse.
"Okay!" The old man said with a smile, and immediately the internal force surged out from the sword tip. The sword energy was really overwhelming, like a blooming lotus, competing with the Thousand-Armed Buddha.
A sword energy penetrated one of the palms of the Thousand-Armed Buddha Dharma Image, and soon many of the Thousand-Armed Buddha Dharma Image's arms were broken, but the palm force remained the same. Under the stimulation of Qin Yuesheng's internal force, the old man was at a disadvantage after a few rounds.
Although the sword was fast, it was ultimately no match for the power of Qin Yuesheng's magical skills. When his sword power weakened, his entire body was instantly annihilated by the Thousand-Handed Buddha, leaving only an iron sword falling to the ground.
Swish!
The scene in front of my eyes suddenly changed. The summer in the pond outside the window disappeared in an instant, turning into a deep darkness.
"Hallucination?" Qin Yuesheng picked up the iron sword on the ground.
His spiritual talent is the nemesis of illusions. Logically speaking, it is impossible for any illusion to deceive Qin Yuesheng's senses, but from the situation just now, everything is undoubtedly an illusion.
As soon as the old man died, the iron sword immediately returned to normal. After a quick inspection, Qin Yuesheng was sure that this was just an ordinary iron sword. The Qin family blacksmith shop made many of them every day, and there was nothing magical about it.
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