In fact, Jiang Hongtao didn't have much expectations for these three swords, he just wanted to buy time and take advantage of the old beggar to kill Lu Ping'an and the others.

According to the content of the conversation between the three of them, he didn't think that the old beggar would chase him to death for the sake of the two juniors who were not very familiar.

However, Jiang Hongtao still overestimated himself too much, and at the same time underestimated the old beggar.

"Hehe, young people nowadays, love all the bells and whistles. ”

In the face of the flying sword that swept straight away, the old beggar smiled disdainfully and continued to raise his cup to drink.

He didn't block the action, and his body didn't burst out with aura defense, and he was completely in a state of killing with his neck.

The three flying swords came in an instant, and the sheepskin fur worn by the old beggar was blown by the sword wind, and he was about to die under the flying sword.

But just when the flying swords lined up in a row were still about an arm's length away from the old beggar, for some reason, the flying swords suddenly stopped, and when they were suspended in the air, all their might dissipated.

No matter how Jiang Hongtao used the qi machine to pull him, the flying sword never responded.

"Well, yes! ”

The old beggar let go of his right hand, and the wine cup was fixed in place out of thin air.

As he poked his arm out of the window, a magical scene occurred.

Then the three flying swords began to tremble, let out bursts of joyful trembling, and then circled around the old beggar's arm like pet birds.

"Draw the sword to recognize the Lord?!"

Jiang Hongtao could hardly believe his eyes, and said in horror, "You...... Who the hell are you?!"

"Alas, why do people keep asking this question. ”

When the old beggar heard this, he scratched his thinning hair and said in an annoyed tone, "I'm sorry, old man, I've lived a little long, and I've forgotten my name." ”

When the words fell, Jiang Hongtao was silent for a long time.

Lu Ping'an vaguely sensed that something was wrong, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that Jiang Hongtao's pupils had dilated at this time, and there were three key points in his heart, throat, and eyebrows, each with a blood hole that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The next moment, a blood line appeared from the inside out at Jiang Hongtao's neck.

A breeze blew and the head fell to the ground.

While talking and laughing, the old beggar took his life!

While being shocked in his heart, Lu Ping'an, who had lost too much blood, lost consciousness again......

In fact, the attic where the old beggar was located was the Drunken Moon Building that Tian He had chosen before.

As soon as Tian He came in with Lu Ping'an on his back, the old beggar hurriedly stepped forward, but he was not in a hurry to treat Lu Ping'an's injuries, but to get his own benefit money.

"Hehe, it's okay, if it weren't for the two of you, the old man wouldn't have been able to settle the bill later. ”

The old beggar said happily as he counted the silver taels in the money bag.

"Senior, my virtuous brother is dying, please save him!"

Tian He knelt on the ground and asked for help. Although Jiang Hongtao is dead, he still doesn't feel half relaxed.

"Alright, alright, get up for me. ”

The old beggar waved his sleeves impatiently, "Do you think I will die or not be saved?" Also, don't kneel down if you have nothing to do in the future, there is a fart!"

While admonishing Tian He, the old beggar waved his hand to signal the two girls who played the piano to step back, and then hooked his fingers, and Lu Ping'an, who was lying on the bed, slowly floated into the air.

"Tut, it's not easy to survive until now, but I'm afraid this body cultivation is ......"

The old beggar shook his head and spoke, but stopped halfway through.

After pondering for a long time, the corners of his mouth rose, and he continued with a look of appreciation: "Hehe, good boy, there are talented people in the country." ”

As he spoke, he saw the old beggar hook his hand again.

In the alley below the back window, the long sword that Jiang Hongtao dropped on the ground quickly flew off the ground, and then the hilt of the sword was facing forward, and the tip of the sword was facing backwards, and it fell into his hand accurately.

"Come out. ”

The old beggar turned his wrist and drove his sword into the ground.

When the words fell, the statue resentful spirit that was originally imprisoned in the Seven Stars Array of Lu Ping'an's Sea of Knowledge was actually pulled out by an invisible force.

"I'm out, I'm finally out!

The laughter of the resentful spirit of the statue resounded in the room, and the surging and majestic yin qi diffused to all sides, making the room temperature lower a bit, and Tian He's face turned pale when he saw it.

He never thought that in Lu Ping'an's body, there was still such a monster hidden.

"Free fart! I'll just let it go, and I'll borrow some materials from you. ”

The old beggar laughed and scolded.

"Huh? my power...... What are you going to do?"

The statue wraith wanted to rush into the old beggar's body and take it, but the next moment it found that the long sword nailed into the ground was like a tethered stake, and it was being held to it by some powerful force.

As the old beggar reached out and grabbed it, a part of the resentful spirit was ripped off from his body.

"Practicing essence can turn qi, practicing qi can transform spirits, and of course the reverse is also possible. ”

The old beggar said, closing his eyes slightly.

Then, I saw that a part of the resentful spirit consciousness body in his hand gradually dissipated, rose to the roof, turned into a cloud of white smoke, and then all converged on Lu Ping'an's wound.

Tian He, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but widen his eyes, only to see that the white smoke was still changing, and finally turned into new bones and flesh!

Reborn and reborn.

Could this old beggar be a powerhouse in the reincarnation realm?

No, it's not!

Tian He shook his head violently, denying his guess.

Although a cultivator in the reincarnation realm can achieve physical regeneration, it is for himself.

Being able to reshape the body of someone else has to be ......

Tian He wanted to make a bolder guess, but his knowledge was shallow.

He had only heard of the supreme powerhouses above the reincarnation realm, and he couldn't imagine how vast these people could be.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the old beggar clap his hands: "Okay, it's basically fine." ”

At this time, Lu Ping'an's abdomen and left calf, which were pierced by the flying sword, had fully recovered, and there was not even a trace of scarring, which could be described as magical.

"Thank you, senior!"

Tawa knelt down again and thanked him.

"Tsk!"

Seeing this, the old beggar couldn't help but sigh, "Was your kid stupid just now, don't you have a long memory?"

"Nope. Tian He shook his head solemnly and explained, "This kneeling is for apprenticeship, please teach me skills from my seniors, and my juniors will definitely ...... for life."

"Hey, stop, stop!"

As soon as Tian He was halfway through speaking, the old beggar raised his hand and said to forgive, "Boy, you can spare me, it's not that the old man has a poisonous mouth, it's that I really can't teach you." ”

After saying that, the old beggar picked up the money bag, rushed downstairs in a hurry, and ordered another table of good wine and food.

Tian He is in his early twenties this year, and although he has just reached the crown, this is already a watershed stage for cultivators.

At this age, he only has the fivefold cultivation of the martial arts realm, which shows that his talent and qualifications are limited.

Under normal circumstances, Tian He would basically stop in the True Martial Realm in this life, and there was no point in teaching him the way of the sword, but it might also hit the Dao heart, which was harmful and useless.

"Alas!"

Although he had been mentally prepared, Tian He couldn't help but sigh, and his mood was extremely low for a while.

Sure enough, this kind of waste is not even qualified to be a cow or a horse for others......

Tian He's heart was already like ashes, and even his determination to avenge his father was shaken, but when the old beggar ate and drank, he actually changed his words.

"Haha, this crispy meat is good! Boy, you can take a bite too, hey, call you. ”

Seeing Tian He's lack of interest in the corner, the old beggar pursed his lips and said angrily, "Okay, don't be like a girl, don't you just learn skills, take it." ”

When!

A white stone chess piece rolled down in front of Tian He.

"Uh...... Senior, what is this?"

Tian He picked it up suspiciously, and saw that except for the fact that this chess piece was very round and regular, all other places were unremarkable, and the stone used to create it was also very ordinary.

And what makes people laugh and cry is that at the bottom of the chess piece, there is a carving of a king eight, which looks both funny and unharmonious.

"Ahh ”

As he spoke, the old beggar threw two peanut beans into his mouth, and said in a surprising voice again, "Boy, have you heard of Qimen's iron courage? I took this chess piece from him." ”

"You...... Are you talking about the Tian Yuan Holy Hand?"

Hearing this, Tian He couldn't help but open his jaw wide, his eyes glazed, and he could hardly believe his ears.

Dare to draw the king on the chess pieces of the wind and courage, where is this old beggar sacred?