in the Royal Palace.

Ning Qing's mood at this time was still on the previous life and death ring, and the impact that Qin Sheng gave her today was not insignificant.

She still remembered that Qin Sheng a month ago was just a waste material that couldn't even catch Shi Yifei's three moves, and if she hadn't come forward to interfere with it at that time, Qin Sheng would have been in a different place.

And then, Qin Sheng actually agreed to this life-and-death battle under Shi Yifei's several provocations, in the eyes of Ning Qing at that time, Qin Sheng's move was not only impulsive and reckless, but also a decision that did not know the sky.

For this reason, Ning Qing also slapped Qin Sheng in public.

But she never expected that when Qin Sheng appeared in front of everyone again a month later, the strength he showed made everyone stunned.

Pu Yong, the third-order of black iron, was actually defeated by Qin Sheng, a waste material who only had martial arts cultivation, and martial arts cultivation crossed the level to kill the black iron warrior, this kind of thing is not nothing, but it is very rare, and generally speaking, the gap between the two is only one or two levels.

But Qin Sheng is different, although the strength that Qin Sheng showed later was far more than the fourth order of martial arts, judging by Ning Qing's high light, Qin Sheng's would not exceed the seventh order of martial arts at most.

And Pu Yong is a third-order black iron, and the gap between them is not small.

As long as people are a little more normal, they don't think that Qin Sheng will win, but in the end, Qin Sheng really won, although he himself was also injured a lot, but it was difficult to hide his proud achievements.

Ning Qing is confident that even if she is against Pu Yong, she is not sure that she will be able to win this competition.

I heard that Pu Yong consumed too much blood, and he was hit by Qin Sheng's fatal blow in the end, he couldn't be saved.

On the other hand, Qin Sheng, under such a fierce attack, did not suffer any serious injuries on his body in the end, if it wasn't for the bleeding from the wound, I am afraid that no one would believe that he had fought with a martial artist whose cultivation was much higher than him.

The more Ning Qing thought about it, the more strange he felt, that Qin Shengmo couldn't be beaten with iron, he was hit so violently, but he didn't suffer any internal injuries, it was incredible.

"Could it be that when he agreed to go down this life-and-death ring that day, he had already expected such a result?" Ning Qing secretly guessed, "If that's the case, this Qin Sheng is a bit extraordinary." ”

Thinking of this, Ning Qing was immediately a little annoyed: "Damn, it's in vain that I've been trying my best to help you come up with advice in the past month, but in the end, I'm worried in vain." ”

Thinking that maybe Qin Sheng had been watching her jokes for the past month, Ning Qing was angry in his heart, and he even decided in his heart that if she ran into Qin Sheng in the future, he would definitely want him to look good.

Yu'er on the side didn't understand why her princess was angry for no reason, but she didn't dare to ask more, just waited carefully on the side.

Qin Sheng naturally didn't know how much shock he brought to everyone in Ziyang City because he won this life-and-death battle.

At this time, he was in a strange corridor.

Seeing this incomparably familiar corridor, Qin Sheng was stunned at first, and then reacted, and was suddenly a little surprised.

He clearly remembered that he had just defeated Park Yong in the martial arts arena, why did he run into the holy sword in a blink of an eye?

After thinking about it for a while, a flash of realization flashed in Qin Sheng's mind, and his mood suddenly became extremely excited. Isn't this scene the same as the one he had when he first entered the Holy Sword?

On that day, he was also punched by Park Yong and vomited blood, so that the Holy Sword absorbed enough blood before he successfully opened the first door in the Holy Sword.

And today he and Park Yong had a fierce battle, and the blood that flowed out of his body was several times more than that day, presumably because the holy sword automatically absorbed enough blood to meet the conditions for opening the second door.

With the first experience, this time Qin Sheng did not panic at all, and quickly walked to the door that belonged to Lin Tingzhi, when Qin Sheng tried to push towards the door, sure enough, just like the first time, the door in front of him seemed to not exist, so that Qin Sheng easily passed through.

It's just that when Qin Sheng saw the scene inside, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Inside this gate was a vast yellow desert, and other than that, there was no life at all.

Before he could react, a strong gust of wind struck, bringing up the yellow sand in the sky, which actually made Qin Sheng almost unstable.

And when he was back on his feet, a majestic figure appeared directly in front of him.

The sudden appearance of the figure also made Qin Sheng stunned.

The two looked at each other like this for a moment, and then the man grinned and said in a rather rough voice: "Boy, who are you, why did you come to me?"

What appeared in front of Qin Sheng was an old man, this old man was quite burly, his piercing white hair swayed in the wind, and with that arrogant look, it showed a bit of domineering.

Especially the old man's voice was very loud, and with his every movement, Qin Sheng could faintly sense that every inch of the old man's body contained a force that was enough to suffocate people.

This old man is a master! After a little consideration, Qin Sheng commented on the old man in his heart.

After adjusting his mentality slightly, Qin Sheng looked up at the old man with a hint of eagerness in his eyes: "My name is Qin Sheng, and I am the current owner of the Holy Sword. ”

When the old man heard this, the burly body couldn't help but tremble slightly: "Boy, don't lie to me, your cultivation is so low, how can the Holy Sword of Compassion recognize you as the master?"

Seeing that the old man didn't believe it, Qin Sheng smiled slightly bitterly: "Old man, if I am not the owner of the Holy Sword, how can I appear in front of you?"

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and the two sharp eyes seemed to be about to see Qin Sheng through, but Qin Sheng faced it calmly.

After staring at each other like this for a long time, the old man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "It's been fifty years, the old man has been waiting for fifty years, but I didn't expect to finally let me wait." ”

As the old man's mood fluctuated, the surrounding wind seemed to be affected by the old man, and it became a little more violent than before, and the wind lifted the yellow sand in the sky and hit Qin Sheng's face, making him feel a little painful.

is so strong, just a casual move makes it impossible for him to resist, and the strength of this old man is too terrifying.

However, Qin Sheng looked at the somewhat crazy old man, and muttered in his heart, isn't the old man in front of him being locked up for too long and is a little mentally disturbed, right?

If that were the case, wouldn't he be happy in vain?

Just as Qin Sheng was muttering to himself, the old man finally quieted down, and looked directly at Qin Sheng with a pair of tiger eyes, the latter only felt that his body was cold for a while, and he couldn't raise the slightest idea of resisting at all.

Just when Qin Sheng was secretly worried in his heart, the old man retracted his gaze, looked at Qin Sheng with interest, and then scratched his head again with a confused expression: "Boy, your cultivation is really so low that you can bear to see it, how does the Holy Sword of Mercy take a fancy to you." ”

When Qin Sheng heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart. coughed slightly, and then asked, "Old man, I haven't asked for my name yet." ”

Hearing Qin Sheng ask, the old man seemed to be a little emotional, and then said lightly: "Don't go against the sky." ”

"Mo Shuntian?" Qin Sheng lowered his head and muttered, then thought of something, raised his head, and said with a shocked face: "You are the martial idiot Mo Shuntian?"

"Oh, the old man has been in this Holy Sword of Mercy for fifty years, and I can't imagine that you know the old man at such a young age. The old man looked at Qin Sheng with some surprise.

It's really him!

It's really a martial idiot!

Qin Shengke's mood can be described as surprised and happy, but he didn't expect that the old man in front of him turned out to be a martial arts idiot who shocked the world fifty years ago.

If you want to talk about this martial idiot, I'm afraid that I can't finish talking about it for three days and three nights. Although Mo Zhitian was only a flash in the pan on the continent back then, it was in this extremely short period of time that he left an indelible impression on countless powerhouses at that time.

Of course, after all, more than fifty years have passed, and there are not many people in this generation who know the name of this martial idiot, but Qin Sheng happens to be one of them, because the martial idiot was the person Qin Sheng admired the most.

One of the important reasons is that it is rumored that Mo Zhitian's cultivation qualifications back then were also extremely poor.

However, even if it is bad, it is much better than Qin Sheng, and the reason why he says this is just to compare it with those top powerhouses.

Although his qualifications are far inferior to those who are strong, he is stubborn by nature and is unwilling to be appointed, and he relied on an unyielding perseverance to move towards the road of the strong step by step.

In the end, with his unremitting efforts, coupled with his martial arts talent that was not inferior to others, he finally entered the realm of martial saints, and as soon as he was born, he defeated the three masters who stood at the peak of the continent at that time, so he became famous in the mainland.

Subsequently, Mo went to various places, looking for strong people from all over the world to challenge one by one, and did not taste defeat.

In a short period of time, Mo Zhitian became famous, and everyone in the mainland knew it.

And for Mo Zhitian's deeds, it is also widely spread.

Subsequently, Mo Zhitian went to challenge Huangfu Han, who was recognized as the world's number one master in the mainland at that time, which also became the most concerned thing in the entire continent at that time.

Everyone is looking forward to the battle between the two top masters in the world.

It is said that the battle lasted for three days and three nights, and in the end Mo was injured and died, and the world also regretted it, but it was also taken for granted.

But what everyone never expected was that after three years, Mo Zhitian once again occupied Huangfu Han, and the two fought for two days and two nights, but the result was still that Mo Zhitian was injured and retreated.

Defeated twice in a row, everyone felt sorry for Mo Zhitian, and at the same time, the strength of Huangfu Han also made everyone deeply afraid.

And no one expected that Mo Yitian did not give up, and after ten years of retreat, Mo Weitian, who had greatly increased his cultivation, appeared again, and this time, it was the third time he challenged Huangfu Han.

Just when everyone thought that the result would change this time, but the result was even worse than the previous two times, this time Mo Zhitian only lasted one day and one night, and then he was defeated by Huangfu Han again.

Three battles and three defeats, the blow to Mo Zhitian is not small, and after leaving the sentence "I will come back!" full of unwillingness, Mo Zhitian disappeared again.

Unexpectedly, since then, Mo Zhitian has evaporated like the world, completely disappeared from the mainland, no one knows where he went, whether he was alive or dead, but now it has been fifty years.