The mute old man's movements are really slow.

He even flew much slower than a normal monk.

As an old servant of the gentleman, no one knows how old he is. It's been slow for so many years, and it's all carved into the bones, and slowness has long become a habit of life.

Or maybe it's just his nature?

Ping Shanhai is not a person without bearing, as the sword bearer of Yijian Mountain, he saw that the sword bearer had not appeared for a long time, so he always waited in mid-air.

He waited and waited, and finally saw a very hunched figure flying slowly towards this side.

The mute old man held his cane in his right hand and a small lantern in his left hand.

Since he hadn't been to the back mountain before he came, the small lantern contained not the magical fireflies on the back mountain, but a small red candle.

The old man seemed to like to carry a small lantern at night.

It's like an old servant in the world who always carries a lantern at night to illuminate the old or young master of the family.

Perhaps knowing that he was late, his face raised the corners of his mouth at a very slow pace, revealing an embarrassed smile to express his apologies.

Outside the leading peak, including Ping Shanhai, they didn't expect that the Demon Sect would actually send an old man this time.

A few years ago, the person who participated in the sword on behalf of the Demon Sect was obviously a cold Dao Gu, she was very thin, and she was very indifferent, and she didn't say a word.

I heard that she is the second disciple of Mr. and Yan Li's younger sister. With a wooden sword, defeat your opponent.

It seems that as long as Yan is away from the death pass, she is the number one sword cultivator in the world.

The two major sword sects both felt that this time it was still the woman who looked like a Dao girl, who would have thought that it was actually a slow old man.

In fact, even the disciples of the Demon Sect on the Guiding Peak were a little confused.

Isn't this the mountain keeper at the foot of the Tibetan Mountains?

Did the mute old man turn out to be a sword cultivator?

Except for the people in the back mountain and Shen Yan and others, even the inner disciples did not know the specific identity of the old man, they did not know that Mr. had such an old servant, and at the earliest, he was Mr. 's little scholar.

They also didn't know that Yan Li, the founding patriarch of the Demon Sect, was brought up by him.

They only knew that this old man controlled the seal of the Tibetan Mountain, and without his permission, the disciples who climbed the mountain would not be able to enter.

He seems to be the guardian of the Tibetan Mountain, he is guarding the mountain and the tomb.

Of course, no one regarded him as an ordinary old man, after all, the mute old man was already so old decades ago, and he will still look the same decades later.

It's just that everyone is a little surprised, is there such a slow sword cultivation in the world?

As for the people on the hillside, they were even more puzzled.

Ping Shanhai looked at the mute old man, and he also had doubts in his heart.

But since this person is the representative of the Demon Sect, Ping Shanhai will not be careless. Seeing that the other party was still an old man who did not know his age, he also bowed to the old man in the air.

Holding the sword in both hands, it is a sword salute.

The mute old man smiled and lifted the small lantern up, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Then, he stretched out his finger and pointed to his mouth, and then waved his hand in the air, indicating that he was mute and could not speak.

He seemed to be just a gentle and kind old man.

After doing this action, he passed a puzzled look to Ping Shanhai, as if asking, "Can you start?" ”

Ping Shanhai nodded, and the sword began at this moment!

He moved, the sword was unsheathed, and the sword was drawn!

The old man also moved, only when the sword qi was close to him.

Many people are curious about where his sword is, and they don't know that the cane he holds in his hand is his sword.

And his movements are very similar to those of Ping Shanhai, but they are slightly different.

On the leading peak, Lin Cicada's eyes lit up slightly.

This trick, she's ever seen!

It's also a sword draw pose!

Before she climbed the Tibetan Mountain, the mute old man taught her this sword, and she remembered it deeply.

Today, the mute old man used this sword in front of her.

It seems slow, but it's actually extremely fast.

There was no sword qi flying out, and there was no earth-shattering performance, the old man seemed to have raised his cane by chance, and it happened that the crutch hit the sword qi, and then he happened to turn it into a disaster.

However, no one thinks it's a coincidence.

This is a sword that Ping Shanhai defeated the half of the sword qi in the mountain!

But this old man, who had a very hunched back and carried a small lantern, was so easily and casually resolved.

Even the little lantern he was holding in his left hand didn't shake it all the time!

Lu Xun watched from the side, and a storm was set off in his heart.

"Is Gui Bo so strong?"

This was the first time he had seen the mute old man make a move, and he only knew that he was very good at refining weapons, and he was at the level of a grandmaster, and even the scabbard in his hand was refined by the old man.

There is also the fact that Gui Bo can temporarily increase the luck value of others and impose blessings on others.

Unexpectedly, he was still such a powerful sword cultivator!

"No wonder the third senior brother told me to prepare well, it seems that I have great confidence in Gui Bo!"

He turned his head to glance at Lin Chan, only to see that Lin Chan's big eyes revealed a thoughtful look, as if he had gained some understanding from the sword just now, and was carefully digesting.

Lu Xun, who was "also born with a sword fetus", felt that he couldn't do anything to watch, so he immediately pretended to have the same expression, and from time to time he would change from a puzzled look to a clear look, as if after seeing this sword, he figured out some confusion in practice.

Lu Xun is such a person, he has high self-requirements, and he said that he is a natural sword fetus who pretends to be a lifelong sword, so no details can be missed! You can't do it even once!

On the self-cultivation of the fake sword fetus......

And at this moment, the second sword in the air also began.

The third senior brother Zhuge Laifu said softly on the side: "The winner is the loser." ”

Lu Xun was slightly startled, is it so fast? The second sword will divide the winner and loser?

I saw that Ping Shanhai still used the sword drawing style, but it seemed to be the same sword, but it was actually different.

A sword can make a thousand changes!

But the movements of the mute old man's hands have really changed.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Mr. once said that Xiao Gui is also a little good at carrying beating.

The mute old man smiled and stretched out two fingers, indicating that he still had two swords, which were not bad.

Everyone in the world knows that Yan Li is the number one sword cultivator in the world, and knows that Yan Li has three swords that he is best at, but he doesn't know that two of them are learned from a dumb old man.

Yan Li did do better than the blue, but this does not mean that the dumb old man is not strong.

His second sword is [Thorn].

It's a simple thorn.

The crutch directly pierced Ping Shanhai's sword qi, shattering his sword intent, and then in an instant, it stabbed at his eyebrows!

The old crutch stopped in front of Ping Shanhai's eyebrows, and the mute old man accepted the sword.

Even so, the surrounding air currents still made Ping Shanhai's black hair flutter backwards!

The sword reaches the center of the eyebrows, the hairband is broken, and the hair flies!

If the sword had gone any further, if it had been retracted any more slowly, he would have died.

With just two swords, the sword bearer of the mountain of swords will die!

In his hand was the Excalibur.

And the old man held the ...... in his hand

— just a cane.

……