The sword qi that burst out from the old man's body directly tore the ground under the old man's feet into gullies several feet deep, like dense spider webs stretching out in all directions, and at the same time, the air was as if it had been cut by a knife, making a hissing friction sound, which made people tremble.

The old man lifted his sword and quickly slashed forward, and the white sword qi several zhang high immediately rushed towards the man in Tsing Yi, and even the ground was cut in half by this white sword qi, until the white sword qi instantly rushed to a distance of less than dozens of zhang from the man in Tsing Yi, and the man in Tsing Yi slowly raised his arm and stretched out his hand to point towards him.

Like a drop of ink dripping into clear water, with a finger from the man, the white sword aura quickly dissipated.

The old man in the robe seemed to have expected this, and his face was as usual, but his eyes became more and more solemn, and even the hand holding the sword couldn't help but be tighter.

Seeing that the sword qi had no effect on the man in Tsing Yi, the old man in the robe gave up and continued to turn the true qi into a sharp sword, and the burst of sword qi also stopped abruptly, the old man in the robe held up the sword, and a drop of water fell on the tip of the sword, making a crisp sound, and then, a hazy mist rose around the man in Tsing Yi, and at the same time it rained lightly, and it was surprising that there was not a drop of rain that wet the man's clothes, but the old man in the robe disappeared in the sight of the man in Tsing Yi.

The air quickly became oppressive, and there was no sound except the sound of rain.

Han Shu quietly looked at the fog, the fog was so vast that she couldn't see anything clearly, and the sound of the rain was particularly harsh at this moment, but she was trying to search for the figure of the old man in the robe in this foggy and rainy environment, but it didn't take long for Han Shu to feel extremely tired physically and mentally, and it was too exhausting to find the figure of the old man on this foggy rainy day, but no matter how vigilant she was, she still couldn't find any trace of the old man, but her physical strength was almost completely used. However, she knew that the more dangerous it became, the more dangerous it became, and that it was creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere, making people constantly alert to the impending crisis, and at the same time consuming the minds of others, unable to notice the next attack.

Han Su couldn't help but secretly praise the old man's method, although this method is not so bright, but in the battle of life and death, the winner is king, rather than using those tricks that look good and are useless, this kind of hidden killing technique in fog and rain makes her like it more.

Han Su couldn't help but raise her head slightly, and a pair of pure eyes looked at the man in Tsing Yi on the side, she wondered how this man would respond.

However, at this moment, a silent sword suddenly appeared from behind the man in Tsing Yi, and the sword light swept past her eyes, and before she could remind the man in Tsing Yi, the sword had already pierced into the body of the man in Tsing Yi.

How could it be, Han Shu's eyes were slightly stunned, she didn't believe that a man would die so easily.

Sure enough, the figure of the man in Tsing Yi who was stabbed into the body by the sword slowly faded, as if blending into the white mist, Han Su curiously stretched out his hand to touch the man's fading figure, but it seemed to cut through the calm lake, and the man's figure immediately twisted into a ball, and finally gradually disappeared.

"It seems to be the mirror of the Bright Moon Sect, but it feels strange." Han Su muttered to himself.

The old man in the robe, who had been hiding for a long time before taking out his sword, was also extremely helpless at this time, but he didn't expect that his sword would be pierced into a phantom, which was very similar to the practice of a hidden sect on the ancient land, but before he could study it carefully, a wooden sword pierced straight at him from the fog and rain.

Although it was a somewhat worn wooden sword that appeared in the old man's eyes, and even the speed at which the wooden sword stabbed was very slow, the old man still looked at the wooden sword that stabbed at him with full attention, for him, the man who called tens of thousands of swords after saying a word of sword was enough to make him feel like a great enemy.

The wooden sword was followed by a slender and white hand, the old man understood that the man had finally revealed his true body, thinking of the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't expect the reversal of the prey and the hunter to be so fast, if this sword was not from his own eyes but from behind him——, the old man sighed slightly, he almost forgot that the man could defeat himself with a move.

Although the idea was so, the old man still did not hesitate to hold the sword to meet it, but the man's wooden sword was not injected with any true qi, and the arrogant old man naturally did not bother to turn the true qi into a sword again, and planned to argue with the man in Tsing Yi with swordsmanship. However, to the old man's expectation, the man's wooden sword was always like a fish swimming in the water, he greeted him with a sword, but he passed by the man's wooden sword again and again, and finally did not even cut off a trace of wood chips from the wooden sword, so that the old man's desire to use the advantage of the weapon was completely defeated.

The old man sank down, no longer chasing the elusive swimming fish, but instead put all his attention on the man in Tsing Yi, after all, compared to the small wooden sword, the man's slender body is easier for him to perform swordsmanship.

However, the man's figure is no worse than his unpredictable wooden sword like a fish swimming in water, and the phantom-like figure between the sides of the move makes the old man's sword swoop into the air again, but the man takes advantage of his time and time again to make the sword constantly hit him with the wooden sword all over his body, slowly, the old man's body is blue and purple, and even the old man's hand holding the sword trembles slightly.

It wasn't until he could no longer hold the sword in his hand that the old man knew how big the gap was between himself and the man in Tsing Yi, the sword of the man in Tsing Yi was like a well-carved landscape painting, and it was perfect between a hook and a stroke, but the old man's sword was like a child's essay, vulgar and unbearable.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is exquisite, and swordsmanship alone is enough to be proud of the world." The old man in the robe put away his sword and sighed, but his swordsmanship was like a three-year-old naughty boy in front of the man, so that the old man didn't know what to say.

"That's it, my Chen Li's life and death are willing to be decided by Your Excellency, I only hope that Your Excellency will let my county lord go, otherwise I, Chen Li, will do my best to protect her even if I know that I am dying."

"Uncle Chen!" The gorgeous woman exclaimed, tears flashed in her eyes, Bei Yan bit her lip slightly, and seemed to have made a decision, kneeling directly towards the man in Tsing Yi. "Today's events are all because of me, please kill me if you want to, if I don't pester Mr., it won't cause Uncle Chen to show up and cause Mr. to be angry. All the mistakes are my fault, and I am willing to let Mr. dispose of it, and I only hope that Mr. can let others go. ”

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at the gorgeous woman without being salty, shook his head lightly and said, "You are no different from others in front of me, so your plea will not have any effect on me." ”

"The Tao is ruthless, life and death are fate, haven't you heard this sentence?"

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