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The light of the fire was already dim, and it could only barely illuminate the darkness everywhere.

Liu Jin lowered his head and saw the long sword that had passed through his chest in the darkness.

I saw blood flowing from his mouth and an unbelievable trembling voice.

"Poly... Gathering Gas... Blade ..... you... You are .....".

It's a pity that he was pierced in the chest with a 'sword', and he was no longer able to speak completely.

Because his vision has been blurred, and his speech has not been clear.

Eventually, his eyes were black, and he fell to his knees on the rubble on the ground.

At this moment, Jin Jiannan, who was beside Liu Jin, didn't expect that the other party was actually pierced through the chest by someone in the dark, and he retreated five steps cautiously at the moment, and the double ring in his hand was even more protected on his chest.

He didn't speak, just looked at the man in the darkness with a solemn expression.

Although the fire on the ground was dim, Shi Wuwei at this time also reluctantly stretched out the torch in his hand to the front, wanting to see who the person who killed Liu Jin with this sword was.

And under the illumination of this double firelight, the figure in the darkness finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The man was very old, so old that his teeth had lost and that he was so old that there were only a few strands of gray hair left on the top of his head. The strands of gray hair and two strands of gray eyebrows that reached the corners of his mouth were floating in front of his deep-set eye sockets.

Although these eye sockets are like two black holes, the eyes that come out of their eye sockets are an indescribable sense of loneliness.

The man was wearing an old linen garment, which had long been tattered and hung in front of him like eyebrows and gray hair.

The man was very thin, so thin that his limbs were like dry wood, and there was no extra flesh left on his body, except a thin layer of skin wrapped around the jagged bones.

At first glance, this person looks like a hungry ghost coming out of the darkness, waiting to eat.

However, the most puzzling thing is that there are two rusty iron rings on this person's hands. And this iron ring is connected by two extremely thick iron chains.

One end of the chain was connected to the iron rings on the old man's hands. On the other hand, it stretched into the darkness on the other side of the stream.

It seems that this old man seems to have been locked by these two iron chains for a long, long time.

When the old man saw the person in front of him and fell in front of him, he slowly turned his face sideways and looked at Jin Jiannan, who had retreated to the side and watched cautiously.

"Not good!". Jin Jiannan shouted loudly in his heart.

He saw the old man's eyes, hidden in his messy hair.

He saw a killing intent, as if it came from the flood era, and it was about to tear him apart.

So, I saw that he hit the double ring on his chest at the other party without hesitation. After that, he just didn't look back and retreated.

The old man saw two silver lights roaring, but he was moved.

He just condensed a three-foot long sword once again, and slashed at the dark air at will.

Then, I heard the sound of the chain colliding with each other, and suddenly remembered two explosions.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Wuwei saw that the two double rings that had made him miserable were cut into four by the other party's sword.

"This man... Don't... Is it a person of the four grades? ”。

Although this old man is old and frail, he actually brings Shi Wuwei a feeling that he can't match it at all.

He knew that although this feeling was not as powerful as his master's, he was already the most powerful person he knew.

The old man's dark black pupils turned slightly, and he looked in the direction of Jin Jiannan's escape.

He slowly raised his hand, and the long sword in his hand turned into a white light and rushed into the darkness in front of him.

Because Jin Jian fled south very quickly, there was so much darkness in this cave that neither of Shi Wuwei could be sure if this white light could kill each other.

All they knew was that after this white light burst out, in the darkness in the distance, there was a sound of falling to the ground.

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At this moment, silence was restored in the cave.

After the old man sent out a sword, he slowly turned his head and looked at the two seriously injured young men ten paces away.

He didn't speak.

Shi Wuwei and the others did not speak.

The two parties looked at each other silently, as if they were waiting for the other to speak first.

In the end, Mu Yiyi didn't hold back and said "Who are you?" first.

Shi Wuwei's right hand holding the torch was already clenched, and although the ink sword was used by him to support the ground, he was also ready to do it at any time.

This is an isolated fairy island, and this cave is densely packed with miserable bones. Therefore, the sudden appearance of such an old man really made the two of them feel frightened.

"Who am I?"

The old man raised his head slowly, as if Mu Yiyi's words had pulled his thoughts back to a long time ago, and his eyes were still warm in his eyes, and he also brought out a bit of dazed reminiscence.

After a long time, a hint of enlightenment suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes, and he pulled the loose skin at the corners of his lips, revealing a trace of ugly smile, and said, "I am a damned person, a guilty person."

"I made a big mistake and ended up being trapped in this cave by the enemy. And my disciples came here to help me get out of trouble, but instead they all died tragically at the hands of that man, I am guilty, I deserve to die."

The old man's thoughts were flying, and his deep-set eyes looked at a hideous skeleton in the darkness. The weak voice didn't seem to be able to hide the guilt and loss in his eyes.

"I entered Confucianism at the age of ten, and later became the person in charge, thinking that I was kind-hearted and would educate all the people with benevolence and righteousness.

Mu Yiyi saw that the other party said that he was the person in charge of Confucianism, and he couldn't help but remember that the other party had also used the Qi Gathering Blade before, so he was stunned and said, "Before... Can your seniors recognize my master? ”。

"But Zao Wou-Ki in this person's mouth?".

The old man calmly looked at the brocade guard who had fallen in front of him, remembering the name that the other party had mentioned before.

Mu Yi said "En" one by one and nodded.

The old man saw the little girl nodding, and in his eyes, he looked at Mu Yiyi like an elder looking at a younger generation, and said with emotion, "Sitting in the ground, I don't hear the morning bell and dusk drum in the cave, I don't know how the years are passing, but the past 20 years are just like a dream, and when I woke up, I found that the fourth child also had a successor."

Mu Yiyi's eyes were huge, and there were countless surprises in his eyes.

"Could it be that you, senior, are... Shizu? ”。 Mu Yi exclaimed.

Her first master, although named Zao Wou-Ki, was known to most of the people she knew as Master Chao.

It's just that few people know that when the master was young, he was named Zhao Si.

Therefore, when the old man said the master's nickname so kindly, she immediately let go of the sense of crisis in her heart before.

And she knows that who can call the master 'Little Four' and gather strength to become a blade, apart from her ancestor who was once as famous as 'Master Lu', who else can there be? ”。

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