"I won't lose. Even if I do lose, how about I cure your hidden disease for you?" Qin Tian said calmly.
Won’t lose!?
This is indeed arrogant, but Qin Tian does have the qualifications to say this.
The one-armed old man's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he slowly shook his head, "There is no medicine to cure heart disease except for the medicine of the heart!"
Then, the one-armed old man chuckled again, "Young people are young people. If they are not full of energy, they are not young people. All right, come on!"
After saying that, the one-armed old man made a move, and the sharp sword energy penetrated his body. The sword was pure and unstoppable, so its power was naturally enormous.
Qin Tian was not afraid at all. The golden spiritual power flowed outside his body, and the sword energy that was shooting towards him was broken by Qin Tian one by one.
"Good boy, you are really amazing. Heroes emerge from youth! If you can withstand ten more swords from me, you will win today's competition." The one-armed old man said loudly.
When these words were spoken, the seven people watching were both happy and worried. Ten swords were not a lot. They had also fought with this one-armed old man before. With their cultivation level, they could take seven swords, let alone Qin Tian.
At this moment, they really saw hope, the hope of leaving Qincheng Prison.
But there is another point. The old man's eighth sword is several times more powerful than the seventh sword. If the ninth and tenth swords are even more powerful than the last, it would be really a headache.
Qin Tian sneered when he heard this, "Old man, you have a good plan. If you could only make the tenth strike, would you have stopped?"
After being pointed out by Qin Tian, the one-armed old man seemed a little embarrassed, "Ahem ~ You see through it but don't say it clearly. How can you not understand the ways of the world at all? You will suffer the consequences."
Qin Tian smiled and said seriously, "I have always understood the ways of the world, but I don't want to be worldly. In fact, what does it matter if I don't understand the ways of the world? As long as I understand human nature and have human nature, that's enough."
Hearing Qin Tian's words, the one-armed old man grinned and said, "You are right. I don't seem to understand life as well as you did a year ago!"
The two men were talking like this, but their hands did not stop attacking. In the blink of an eye, the one-armed old man had already thrown out seven swords in a row.
Qin Tian, on the other hand, took the seven swords with ease, without wasting any effort.
Seeing this, the seven of them felt even more hopeful. They all felt a bit embarrassed to take on the seven swords together. But Qin Tian didn't seem to be struggling at all. This time, they saw the dawn of victory.
"Not bad, not bad, very good." The one-armed old man praised repeatedly. Then he grinned and said, "There are many people in the world who can catch my first seven swords, and there are also many who can catch the eighth sword. Let's see the ninth sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the one-armed old man skipped the eighth sword and directly used the ninth sword.
As the sword moves unleashed, unparalleled sword energy emanated from his body, his form transforming into a puff of green smoke, his energy emanating from all directions. Countless sharp swords flew like a violent storm, dancing across the sky, their force like a net, unparalleled in its sharpness, a truly spectacular sight.
Qin Tian smiled faintly, and the golden spiritual power flowed. The sword energy in the sky did not even enter the distance of an inch around Qin Tian.
Watching the fight between the two, the seven onlookers were all horrified. The one-armed old man's eighth sword had become powerful to a terrifying level.
Moreover, this ninth sword was even more absurdly powerful. Even if the seven of them joined forces, they would be killed by such swordsmanship.
But while the seven people were shocked, they couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that Qin Tian had a great chance of taking on the tenth sword.
Under the nine sword strikes, Qin Tian remained as steady as a rock. The one-armed old man couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What a young man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy in the sky disappeared in an instant. The one-armed old man said slowly again, "If you can take this last sword, you win."
As he spoke, wind and clouds surged in the sky above Qincheng Prison, violent energy swept and raged, and between heaven and earth, there was a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
It just so happened that everyone in Qincheng Prison was in a panic in an instant. This force was so powerful that it was terrifying, making it difficult for them to breathe.
You should know that the entire Qincheng Prison is made of refined gold and black iron. It is so strong that even the powerful immortals on land cannot break it.
And, at this moment, the entire prison seemed to be shaking and about to fall apart.
Huang Puqi and the beautiful woman both had deep eyes. The beautiful woman asked in surprise, "Is he... so strong? Can Qin Tian withstand it?"
Huang Puqi smiled bitterly, "This sword is not his strongest. If he were at his peak, he would be a rare opponent in the world."
"Senior brother, who is this old gentleman?" the beautiful woman looked at Huang Puqi and asked.
This was a question she had always wanted to ask, but she knew there were some things she couldn't yet know. However, at this moment, feeling such a powerful sword strike, she couldn't contain her curiosity.
"He had a title back then, the Sword God!" Huang Puqi said word by word.
Sword God!
The beautiful woman was stunned. She had heard of the title of Sword God before. It was a deity from fifty years ago. The legend about him had never disappeared.
At the same time, the tenth sword has been drawn out, carrying with it unparalleled power, as if it can cut the sky apart.
However, there was no trace of solemnity in Qin Tian's eyes. With the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, Qin Tian also drew his sword.
Golden light burst out, the two swords collided, there was a muffled sound, the one-armed old man retreated several steps, while Qin Tian stood in place, motionless.
Win!
Qin Tian actually won! He really won!
For a moment, the seven of them were immersed in endless joy and were obviously a little dazed. The wonderful life after they got out appeared before their eyes one by one.
"You... lost!" Qin Tian said slowly, looking at the one-armed old man. His voice was flat. In fact, he didn't win this battle. If the one-armed old man's cultivation was still at the peak level, he would not be his opponent anyway.
The one-armed old man chuckled, not seeming depressed. "Very good, you actually have the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand, and your swordsmanship is even better than mine. If I were at the peak of my cultivation, I would definitely let you see my remaining nine swords."
As soon as the words fell, the seven stunned people came back to their senses from their joy and looked at the one-armed old man in horror. They had already witnessed the power of this tenth sword. Although it might not be the old man's peak sword, it would be a miracle if he could evolve two more swords after this one.
Now, this old man actually said that there are nine more swords to come. This... is a bit too unbelievable.
According to this, how powerful must this old man be at his peak?
"Nineteen swords... Nineteen swords!" the evil god kept muttering.
Suddenly remembering something, he raised his voice several decibels, "You... you are... the Sword God!"
What!?
The others looked at the evil god in shock, then their pupils dilated as they looked at the one-armed old man.
After so many years, they actually just learned the identity of this one-armed old man. Although the former Sword God was famous throughout the world, the cultivation of these seven people has not reached the level of the Sword God, and they have never had the chance to meet him.
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