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Master!

It was the thought that suddenly rose in their minds the moment the old man appeared. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Super master, very high master!

This is the conclusion they came to after a short moment of serious perception.

Who is this old man? When did such a master come out again? How could they be ignorant? There are a number of masters in the world, shouldn't they all know?

In the hearts of the Three Musketeers, the shock was almost beyond measure, and the turbulent waves were opened.

The moment Xiao Yi turned around, he also saw the man on the other side clearly, standing in front of him, claiming to be his uncle, and the moment he saw it clearly, he was even more sure that he really didn't know this person.

Even, he had never seen this person before.

"Humph!"

The old man like a beggar snorted coldly at the Three Musketeers in front of him, and then turned his head, looking at the pale Xiao Yi with an extremely apologetic look on his face, and said softly, "I'm sorry, little nephew, Uncle Shi is a step late, you are fine." ”

"I'm fine, please...... Uncle Shi rest assured. ”

Looking at the old man in front of him, with the extremely sincere look on his face, which did not look like a fake, Xiao Yi's heart became more and more confused, but he also knew that now was not the time to catch up, but he just squeezed out a smile on his face that made him try to rest assured. Speak softly. When he spoke, after hesitating for a moment, he still followed his words and called out to Uncle Shi.

No matter what the origin, since he stood up and saved his life, it is not too much to call Uncle Shi.

It's just that although he tried his best to make it look like he was fine. But after all, he had just recovered from his injuries, and he had lost so much blood again, and his already pale face was really frighteningly pale. The smile on his face is really not easy to reassure.

"It's okay."

The old man glanced Xiao Yi up and down, and after making sure that he didn't have any major problems except for some blood loss, the expression on his face finally relaxed a little, "Senior nephew, you can take a rest on the side, deal with the injury, and after I clean up these shameless juniors, I will slowly catch up with you." ”

The old man's voice to Xiao Yi's voice. It was extremely gentle, and it sounded like a spring breeze, but when he turned his head and faced the Three Musketeers, it was not so good.

"You three juniors, do you cut off your own arm, or do the old man cut it himself?"

The old man's gaze swept coldly over the Three Musketeers, "If you cut it yourself, the old man allows you to choose by yourself." If the old man did it, he wouldn't be so lucky, you have to think clearly! ”

The old man's body, no matter from which angle, no matter how you look at it. It's like a beggar, but at the moment of speaking. But no one felt that he was a beggar, on the contrary, everyone seemed to be talking in a trance, between him and a world, the most noble nobleman.

His body, as if naturally, exuded an incomparably noble aura.

This kind of aura, even those who wear the most expensive clothes and dress up the deepest in the world, does not have it, it is a kind of aura that comes from the bones!

This is an extremely strange feeling, almost everyone, including those of the Han family who have just returned to their souls, and the goatee on one side, looking at the beggar-like old man in front of them, all have a feeling of admiration and self-shame.

Even Xiao Yi felt a kind of surprise.

He was no stranger to this kind of temperament of the old man, and he had this feeling when he saw Long Xiaotian last time.

In his heart, he couldn't help but be more curious about the identity of the old man, and what surprised him even more, what was terrifying was that he tried to observe the strength of the old man, in what realm, could he withstand the three musketeers, but found that he couldn't see through it at all! The old man's body was like a pool of black water, and he couldn't see anything at all.

The most shocking thing was not them, but the Three Musketeers in it!

At the moment when the old man's gaze swept over, they actually had a feeling as if the weight of a thousand catties had suddenly pressed over, which made people want to stagnate!

In their hearts, there was once again a sense of shock and horror for the strength of the old man, and the three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the shock and awe in each other's hearts from each other's eyes.

Everyone knows that today's things may not be so smooth, and it may be very, very difficult to kill Xiao Yi in front of this old man!

However, no matter what kind of shock they have in their hearts, how shocked they are about the strength of the old man, and how terrible the old man in front of them is, the old man wants them to cut off their own hands, which is absolutely impossible for them to do.

They are a person who wields a sword, and the hand is undoubtedly the most important part for them, so to speak, the hand is their life, and losing a hand, even if it is the left hand that does not hold the sword, is equivalent to weakening half of their strength!

As for those who often appear in film and television dramas, the masters with broken arms, they all know very well that after all, it is apocryphal, and they may really be able to do it, but it will definitely take millions of times the effort, and it is unlikely that they will really surpass people with intact hands.

Because, if you break a hand, you lose your balance!

Even if they don't consider this, they can't cut off their own arms because of each other's words.

Although they are very shocked by the strength of the old man, they are also very confident in their own strength, even if Mao Yibo makes a move, the three of them join forces, and they can get out of the way, they don't think that the strength of the old man may be more terrible than Mao Yibo, at most, that is, it is about the same as Mao Yibo.

So, they feel that they can give it a try, go for it.

After exchanging glances, the three of them didn't say a word of nonsense, the sword in their hands shook almost at the same time, and the momentum of their bodies was mentioned to the extreme, and the sword in their hands was shown to the extreme.

The three of them grew up together since childhood, and at the same time practiced swords, each other's minds, they had already communicated, and in an instant, without any obstacles, the swords of the three of them cooperated perfectly to the extreme, intertwined into a huge net, forming an extremely terrifying sword momentum, and slashed at the old man.

Looking at the sword momentum of the three of them, Xiao Yi's face was moved again.

He finally understood what kind of thrilling shape he was in just now, if it wasn't for this mysterious uncle who arrived in time just now, his fate at this moment would definitely be extremely miserable, and he might have been under the sword net of this Dao, and it was not necessary to be divided by the real ten thousand swords!

In his heart, he couldn't help but worry about the old man, he didn't know if the old man could resist this terrible attack, like a wave, lingering and weaving, and wave after wave, without interruption.

Even those people in the Han family who can't see the way at all can feel that this wave of attacks of the Three Musketeers is terrifying, and the fierce sword wind emits those cold rays that often only appear in film and television dramas, which seem to be invisible.

"Carving insect skills, dare to be ugly!"

However, the old man in the net didn't seem to feel his dangerous situation at all, nor could he feel the pressure brought by the terrible sword momentum of the three musketeers, the look on his face remained unchanged, his body was fixed, his head was held high, and a trace of disdain smiled at the corner of his mouth, until the sword light came forward, only in his eyes did a ray of cold light shoot out, and he sneered in his mouth, "Obsessed and unrepentant, dull, today, let you and others see what is the real use of a sword!" ”

At the moment when the old man's words fell, all the people who were staring at the field almost all felt a flower in front of them at the same time, a silver light, shining in an instant, like a silver lightning, lit up in front of their eyes, a strong dazzling light, stimulated so much that they couldn't open their eyes, and they all subconsciously closed their eyes.

"......Boom, boom, boom!"

A series of crisp sword crashing sounds, like firecrackers, sounded continuously, stimulating people's eardrums to buzz, extremely uncomfortable, Han Yuqi and some other people in the Han family couldn't help but cover their ears.

"Use the sword to the extreme, only fast and not broken, cut!"

The old man's proud voice sounded in the air again.

"Ahh

And at almost the same moment when the extremely majestic chopping fell, several extremely terrible screams rang out at the same time.

Hearing these screams, everyone finally woke up from the old man's words, let go of the hand covering his ears, and subconsciously, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the screams in the field.

"This ......"

When seeing the situation in the field clearly, almost everyone's eyes couldn't help but show an extremely shocked, incredible look, everyone, can't believe that the scene in front of them is real, but everyone, knows, this is absolutely true!

I saw that on the field, there were crooked and vertical, three broken arms, or holding swords, or empty hands, falling there, and there was a trace of bright red blood, dripping non-stop......

And the three musketeers, who were originally incomparably majestic just now, showed a complicated look on their faces mixed with pain, shock, disbelief, despair and other expressions, looking at the three severed arms that had been severed from their bodies in front of them in a daze, and it seemed that they had not been able to recall.

And the old man was tall and proud, the long sword didn't know when, he was behind him, and his figure was still standing in place, as if he had never moved!

His gaze, with a kind of arrogance and conceit, squinted at the three of them.

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