At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 197 The One-Armed Old Man Takes Action
too frightening.

It felt like being in hell just now.

She felt that she would never want to experience it again in her lifetime.

"Thank you, sir."

Xiaoyue wiped the sweat from her forehead and cast a grateful look towards the man in white robe.

"Go back."

Xiao Han spoke, put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and looked into the distance in the snow and wind with a deep gaze.

Yuwen Yulou and Shen Pei looked at each other, put away their swords, and retreated behind him.

In the mud.

Liu Xuanxuan struggled to get up, trembling, her pretty face pale, and her expression distorted by pain.

He bit his lips tightly and reached out to grab the Sekong Sword.

In addition to being a magical weapon, the Sword of Color and Space is also a token and symbol of Shadow Mountain.

The man is there, the sword is there.

The moment her hand was about to grasp the Sekong Sword, she was knocked back by a sudden burst of power from the sword, and almost stumbled and fell to the ground again.

"Little girl, don't be so petty. I am only borrowing your sword for a while. When I am done using it, I will return it to you."

In the wind and snow, a short figure came over, each step covering a distance of a hundred feet. His hair was gray and messy, like dead grass, his face was pale, and he was wearing a coarse linen shirt, but one of his sleeves was empty.

"come yet?"

Xiao Han raised his eyebrows, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, muttered to himself, and his eyes fell on the hunchbacked one-armed old man.

The latter also looked over and said with a smile: "Boy, have you recognized me a long time ago?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man walked to the foot of Qingzhou city. Behind him was heavy snow and above his head were dark clouds that covered the sky.

The old man grinned and made a casual move with his hand. The Sekong Sword in front of Liu Xuanxuan vibrated, making a loud sword sound, and turned into a stream of light, tearing through the wind and snow, and went towards the old man.

The only remaining hand stretched out, grasping the Color Void Sword, the old man looked down at it, and then said: "The Color Void Sword of Shadow Mountain is barely good."

"Senior, do you know about the Color and Void Sword?"

Xiao Han was curious.

"Of course we know each other."

The one-armed old man nodded: "Sixty years ago, I went to Piao Miao Peak once. I thought the Shadow Mountain Sword Technique that was praised by the world was so powerful, but it was actually just that powerful."

"Stop fighting, you two little girls."

He shouted at Nie Si Niang and Shi Xin Yuan, "Even if we fight for three days and three nights, you two little girls won't be able to tell who's the winner. Besides, you're not the protagonists today."

The only person who dares to call Nie Si Niang and Shi Xinyuan "little girls" is probably the one-armed old man in front of him.

Whether it is martial arts or seniority, it is enough.

Hear the words.

Nie Si Niang and Shi Xinyuan stopped and landed on both sides outside Qingzhou City, and at the same time looked at the one-armed old man.

Shi Xinyuan frowned. The old man's face looked extremely unfamiliar at first glance, but when he looked again, he felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

"It's you."

After a while.

A flash of inspiration flashed through Shi Xinyuan's mind, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, followed by a look of ecstasy.

"Senior Li."

"I remembered?"

The one-armed old man curled his lips and said, "Are those old guys from Shadow Mountain still alive?"

“Some are here, some are not.”

Shi Xinyuan answered vaguely.

She recalled that she was still young at that time and only dared to enter the door. The one-armed old man at that time was not what he looks like now.

A man went to Piaomiao Peak alone, and with one sword he suppressed all the masters of Shadow Mountain so much that they couldn't raise their heads.

Finally, after letting the one-armed old man watch the Shadow Mountain Sword Technique, he left.

Shi Xinyuan felt a little hopeful. He thought that if Senior Li could take action today, he would definitely be able to stop the Marquis of Xiliang.

"Let me borrow your Sword of Color and Space from Shadow Mountain."

The one-armed old man spoke.

"Feel free to use it, senior."

Shi Xinyuan said hurriedly.

"She seems very confident in you." Xiao Han looked playful.

"Don't look at me, I don't have confidence myself."

The one-armed old man shook his head: "Did you recognize me when we were at the Marquis' Mansion?"

"Yes."

"Why did you come to this muddy water, senior?"

He put his hands on his back and while entertaining the guests, a terrifying aura burst out of his body and tremendous power soared up.

"huhu"

The void shook, the wind and snow roared, the heaven and earth trembled faintly, and the man in white robe just stood there, like a giant, overlooking the world.

"very scary."

Not to mention Liu Xuanxuan, even Shi Xinyuan and Nie Si Niang, the two giants in the righteous and evil ways, felt shaky under Xiao Han's aura.

Under the veil, Nie Si Niang's pretty face turned pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and the circulation of internal energy was slightly blocked.

Shi Xinyuan's hair stood on end as he raised his cultivation to the extreme, turning his true energy into a barrier to protect his entire body.

But even so, he didn't dare to move even a finger. Under this energy, he felt as weak as an ant.

"I don't want to come either."

The one-armed old man was calm and composed, standing under this aura, and shook his head, "But there is nothing I can do, I have to repay the favor I owe."

"Senior, do you think you can stop me?"

Xiao Han opened his mouth and took half a step forward.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

The earth shook and the mountains trembled, the pressure surged, and the terrifying aura was like the vast ocean, stretching endlessly and causing huge waves.

In the void, ripples visible to the naked eye spread in circles.

"Between you and me, the winner has already been decided."

He spoke.
"It's good to be young."

The one-armed old man grinned and said, "Well, that day, you and I fought in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion across thousands of mountains and rivers. It was really boring."

After saying that, he raised the Sekong Sword in his hand, and the next moment, the aura of the one-armed old man began to rise rapidly.

Vajra realm.

Refers to the mysterious realm.

Finally, pause for a moment.

"Rumble"

The old man's aura burst out like a floodgate, directly crossing from the Zhixuan Realm into the Tianxiang Realm.

This day.

Under the city of Qingzhou.

The old sword god re-entered the celestial realm.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

The heaven and earth were shaking. The terrifying aura was almost condensing into substance, rising up, tearing through layers of wind and snow, and confronting the man in white robe from afar.

The Sekong Sword trembled, and ripples continued in the void. The one-armed old man held the sword and held it horizontally in front of him. The depths of his sleepy eyes emanated a breathtaking light.

Once you enter the celestial realm.

The one-armed old man's aura more than surged several times. Wind and snow gathered behind him. His long sword drooped slightly, with the tip of the sword pointing obliquely to the ground.

Although that body looked old, the power contained in it made people feel frightened.

His dry white hair, like weeds, danced wildly, his coarse linen clothes rustled, and the old man stood with his back against the wind and snow, facing the towering Qingzhou City and the Marquis of Xiliang.

He said in a deep voice: "I have not held a sword for many years. Today I will meet this peerless young man in the martial arts world."

"not enough."

Xiao Han opened his mouth and took another step forward. The void trembled and an invisible air wave rushed towards the one-armed old man like a mountain.

The overwhelming force spread through the void, causing the space to almost solidify under this pressure.

Even the soldiers in Qingzhou City far away found it difficult to breathe.

(End of this chapter)