The old man stood on the top of the mountain with a bamboo cane, looking up at the sky above him.

The black clouds that had gathered had gradually dispersed, but the sky was still not clear, gloomy and rainless, a little cool, as if a moody man had a gloomy face.

The old man who had no intention of the rivers and lakes sat down cross-legged on the cliffside, still holding the bamboo cane in his hand, and his fingers gently rubbing the bamboo knots on the bamboo cane.

Beyond the cliff, a man sat in the air with the old man who had risen and fallen in disgrace.

It was the old Tibetan man who left the Immortal Palace but was not in a hurry to return to the Soap Pavilion Sect, dressed in mourning clothes, white hair and shawl, if it weren't for the half of the face that revealed the white bones of the forest, he would really be a fairy figure who has achieved cultivation.

The old man looked at the old man holding a bamboo cane, and said slowly: "'The sea is dry and the stone is rotten' Zhang Haishi, what do you want to come to my Beibi Mountain?"

"I don't understand that. The old man named Zhang Haishi said slowly: "When did Beibi Mountain become the private property of the Soap Pavilion Sect? The world says that the Qingwei Sect of the East China Sea and the Cihang Sect of the South China Sea have not seen the Qingwei Sect take the East China Sea as their own, let alone the Cihang Sect regard the South China Sea as a forbidden territory. ”

The old man said word by word: "The old man has never said that the thirty-two peaks of Beibi Mountain are the private property of my Soap Pavilion Sect. ”

Zhang Haishi said: "Since I haven't said it, then this Beibi Mountain is not the private property of the Soap Pavilion Sect, so in this way, whether I come or not, what does it have to do with Your Excellency?

The old man looked at Zhang Haishi for a while, and suddenly turned his smile: "Although Beibi Mountain is not the private property of my Soap Pavilion Sect, but after all, my Soap Pavilion Sect has settled in Beibi Mountain for many years, and now there is such a big movement at the door of the house, the old man went out to take a look, and asked what happened by the way, isn't it too much?"

"Not excessively, of course. Zhang Haishi said indifferently: "But what happened here, Your Excellency should know it best, so why ask knowingly and pretend to be confused." ”

The old Tibetan man who was originally sitting in mid-air suddenly got up, his white hair flying, and half of his bony face was completely exposed.

Zhang Haishi, who was sitting on the top of the mountain, suddenly clenched the bamboo cane in his hand, and his tone was still Gujing Wubo: "You are now seriously injured, I'm afraid you are not my opponent." ”

The old man's momentum suddenly subsided, and he said with a smile: "This is natural, and the old man is just a habit, not really murderous." ”

Zhang Haishi slowly got up with the bamboo cane in his hand: "I came here today, it has nothing to do with the Soap Pavilion Sect, let alone Your Excellency, please rest assured." ”

The old man snorted: "Empty mouth and white teeth, how can it be a credential?"

Zhang Haishi said: "With the heart of a villain, I don't care about this." ”

The old Tibetan man is known as the "old man", he has a very high rank in the rivers and lakes, and his age is also one of the best, how many winds and waves he has seen, not only the life and death friends of Yi Bo Yuntian, but also the blood relatives who kill each other, naturally he is not willing to believe these verbal words, and still stares at him: "How can you allow others to snore and sleep next to the couch? The Soap Pavilion Sect is carried on the shoulders of the old man, if this case is opened, then the Soap Pavilion Sect may never have peace in the future." ”

Zhang Haishi was silent.

He is not an eventful person, and he doesn't want to be in this place again at this time. On weekdays, he has always been known for being taciturn, but today he has said a lot more, and then he will not say more.

But the old man did not give up, and with a wave of his sleeves, a huge black ghost hand was born out of thin air, not flesh and blood, but purely manifested by qi.

is also the "Nine Yin Ghost Hand", which is used in Geng Yue's hands or hurts people with his palms, but in the hands of the old man in Tibet, it is ever-changing and easy to come by. In this way, it can also be seen that the old man is already at the top of the immeasurable realm of heaven and man, although he has not yet broken the realm, but there is only a line of separation from the realm of heaven and man.

The old man said slowly: "Putting aside the Great Sword Immortal Li Daoxu, when Situ Xuance was still alive, you were the second person after him. ”

"Now that Situ Xuance is dead, you are the first person under Li Daoxu. ”

"I heard that you have been drunk and dreamed of death all these years, but not only did kendo not fall, but climbed step by step. ”

"Today, the old man wants to take a look at how powerful Zhang Haishi's 'Four Seas Tide Sword' is. ”

After that, the black ghost hand is about to fall.

Zhang Haishi was still indifferent.

It's not that he's so conceited that he doesn't take the fourth person in the Taixuan List in his eyes, but that he has seen through the reality of the old man in Tibet.

Today's Tibetan old man's vitality is greatly damaged, but it is just a bluff.

The middle-aged man on the side of the cold pool at the bottom of the mountain looked up suddenly, although because the mountain was high and there were clouds and mist, he didn't see what was happening on the mountain, but he still sensed a vast machine, he didn't know why the person who shot made the shot, but he had vaguely guessed the identity of the person who made the shot.

The Soap Pavilion Sect has been operating this place for many years, and the access roads to the Immortal Palace were all built by them, so it is not unusual to know that this exit is not unusual. It stands to reason that after such a big commotion, it is impossible for the old man to remain indifferent. However, the righteous path side will not sit idly by, and let a few young juniors fight with the old ghost of the old Tibetan man, and the number of people has always been the specialty of the people in the righteous path, how can they give up their strengths and weaknesses?

However, the man has been planning for a long time for today's things, and he did not hesitate to lose a priceless phoenix gall, for this moment, the so-called arrow has to be sent on the string, and at this time he has no other way out.

Whether it was the old man or anyone else, he couldn't let him back down a bit.

His eyes were fixed on the waterfall, and then he slowly raised the saber that held it to his waist, and pushed it up with his thumb against the blade.

In an instant, a sword aura that was like substance permeated every grass and tree within a radius of ten miles.

The first to bear the brunt is Xiaotan.

It is said to be a small pool, but it is shallow, but it is not small.

A yellowish leaf falls from the branch and floats down to the surface of the water with the breeze, like a flat boat.

At this moment, for this "small boat" with only one finger long, the water surface seems to be stormy, and the turbulent waves make this "small boat" violently turbulent, sometimes flying to the top of the waves, sometimes falling to the trough, and suddenly, the wind and rain swept across the water, swept to the end of the dark and dreary sky, and the water surface that was still noisy just now returned to calm, and the "small boat" quietly drifted with the waves, the hull shook gently, rippling out layers of ripples, surging outward round and round, and finally there was no trace.

This is the weather when a middle-aged man pushes a knife out of the sheath by three inches.

Knives and swords, the same but different, the most significant difference is that the sword is straight, the knife has a curve, the sword is more suitable for stabbing, and the knife is more suitable for chopping. To put it a little deeper, the sword has the atmosphere of a king, and he is a gentleman and a literati, while the sword is a hegemon and a general martial artist. It's not impossible to use a knife to perform swordsmanship, but it's just that it doesn't fit perfectly, and the most suitable knife is still the knife technique.

In the sight of the middle-aged man, a figure was walking behind the waterfall.

So he reached out and pressed the hilt of the knife, and began to draw the knife slowly, from three inches to a foot, and then the long knife was completely unsheathed.

The blade is shiny, but the blade is a faint ice blue color.

The name of the sword is "Chop", although it is not in the list of swords, but it is also a famous sword, which was originally the saber of an executioner in the previous dynasty.

Everyone knows what an executioner does, and he specializes in killing people.

However, killing is very different from killing people, killing with a knife is called killing, and hundreds of knives cut off the flesh and skin of the tortured person until the last knife, which is also called murder. To reach the level of the latter, it is not ordinary or simple killing. So don't underestimate the executioner, strictly speaking, the executioner is also a technical job, and there is a difference between high and low skills. To do this business, it is not only necessary to be bold and ruthless, but also to have considerable experience and skills, and being an executioner who can engage in high-difficulty murder is by no means a day or two.

This executioner is the leader of this way, serving in the criminal department, specializing in the execution of all kinds of prisoners with good status, there are born noble royal nobles, there is also a high-powered civil and military general, the most famous of which is the governor of Liaodong in the last years of the Great Jin Dynasty, was sentenced to 3,543 knives, after "a thousand knives" only left a skeleton but still not angry, and finally the head of the sword.

The souls who died under this knife are all people with great backgrounds, and there is no shortage of big people who can leave a mark in the history books.

The man stretched out two fingers and gently wiped the blade, thinking that maybe there would be a few more today.