"I don't deserve it." I looked at the cloak in front of me, and the old man said.

"The old man is still so able to fight at his age. I have to say that you are really old and strong, old man."

The old cloak snorted again. Of course, the old cloak didn't think I was praising him. On the contrary, it was full of deep irony in the old cloak's ears. "It seems that I really have to be serious today, boy. You really surprised me again, but it's useless." The old man looked at me coldly again and said this. At the same time, two swords came out of the old man's two sleeves. The old man was holding one by one. The double swords made the old man look more effective. I glanced at the two swords in the old man's hands. Last time, I saw the old man use two handed swords. The sword technique is extremely sharp. Even the sword is coated with poison. With such high Kung Fu, the old man still has such tricks. The old man's reputation is not at all.

"Don't you still have medicine on your sword?" I glanced at the cloak in front of me and asked the old man.

"What do you think?" Asked the old man in the cloak.

"I think it might be true." I shrugged.

"Last time I suffered from this, not only me, but also my companions. No matter what, you are bullying me today. Don't you want to use it again? Are you too old and disrespectful? " What I said did not seem to make the old man feel that there was something wrong with the cloak. Instead, he said with a smile: "the so-called war is not insatiable. As long as it works, why can't I use it? And last time there were so many of you, I couldn't deal with that old Taoist alone. If I didn't play a trick, how could I take advantage of you? I know many people disdain to use this method, but in my opinion, it's no different. Face may be very important in other people's eyes, but it's not so obvious to me. "

"Is it?" I glanced at the old man in the cloak again.

"If face doesn't matter to you, why are you in such a hurry to fight me now?"

The old man was slow for a while, and then he snorted coldly: "boy, what's the use of Kung Fu here? Let's show your weapons. You can rest assured that there is nothing smeared on my blade today, so you don't need to worry about it. "

"I have no weapons." I replied.

"My weapon was destroyed in the last battle of the imperial seal. Now I really lack a weapon to weigh my hand. I'm not picky either. If your sword doesn't smear that kind of bad character, I think it's very suitable for me to use it. " When I said this, I glanced down at the sword in the old man's hand, and the old man looked down at his sword. Then he laughed like a mockery and said, "boy, you don't want to disarm me, do you? My two swords are just ordinary swords,

but if you really have such an idea, you really don't pay attention to me at all. "

"Why not if there is a chance?" I asked.

"Well! I'll let you know if you will have such an opportunity! " The old man with the cloak gave a cold Snort and was about to rush up with his sword in his hands.

"Wait a minute!"

Before the old man with the cloak rushed up, I held out my hand to stop him.

The old man in the cloak had a vicious mind, but he didn't give me a hard hand at this time. After hearing what I said, he stopped and stood in the same place to glance at me.

"Boy, you don't want to give up now, do you? This may not have any effect. I've already killed you. " Said the old man with the cloak, sneering.

"Give up? Do I look like a loser? " I shrugged.

"I just want to make sure again that you didn't cheat me? Is there really nothing smeared on your sword body? "

"Is the answer important?" The old man in the cloak seemed a little impatient.

"For me, even if I don't use this method, it's easy to take you down. I know that you really have a lot of heresies, but in the face of the real strength gap, any more heresies are useless. " "So there's nothing on this sword, right? You don't have to say so many other things, just answer my question. " I directly ignored what the old man said and asked the same question again, which made the old man feel a little embarrassed.

"Not really." The old man with the cloak seems more impatient. I don't know if the old man with the cloak really thinks that I have too many things to do. So even if the old man with the cloak is impatient, he finally answers my question positively.

"That's good. I don't like to use dirty swords very much." I nodded back as if I had let go.

My answer obviously made the old man in the cloak feel stunned. After reaction, the old man in the cloak was very angry and said coldly, "boy, you want to die!"At the same time that the old man with the cape made this sound, people rushed towards me. The old man with the cape was much more powerful than just now. No wonder the old man with the Cape became so arrogant when he held the sword with both hands.

But I didn't choose to sit and wait to die. When the eyes of the old man's sword were about to stab me in the chest, I made a decisive move.

The old man in the cloak sneered in his heart and thought that I was completely dying.

At this time, I was completely unarmed, and I wanted to shake the old man with his two handed sword. Didn't I really want these two hands? The old man even felt that at such a time, he could cut my wrist directly by moving his sword blade. Faced with such an opportunity, the old man was too simple to achieve this effect, and the old man really wanted to give me a lesson. First of all,

cut off my hands and get back some face he had just lost.

However, the sword in the old man's hand was only half waved, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The old man suddenly found that the target of my hand was not the old man's body, but directly to the old man's sword. Did I really want to disarm him? Seeing this action of mine, the old man in the cloak was stunned again.

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