Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 308
The cyan blade had bursts of cold light, but it made all the swordsmen unable to move their eyes away.

"Eight Swords of the King of Yue!"

The leading innate swordsman looked at the words inscribed on the blade with trembling lips, and blurted out the words "Eight Swords of the King of Yue".

However, as soon as this sentence was finished, he regretted it.

Although his voice was not loud before, none of the people around him were mediocre.Even if his skill is not good enough and he didn't hear clearly, he can tell it's a good sword just by looking at his appearance.

A good sword is worth the hard work of these swordsmen.Not to mention the legendary Eight Swords of the King of Yue?
For a moment, the whole air seemed to freeze.The surrounding area was surprisingly quiet, except for two bewildered horses snorting from time to time.

The innate swordsman is waiting, waiting for the first greedy person to strike.And the swordsmen on the side are also waiting to see who can't help the greed in their hearts.

"Buzz!"

The crisp sound of swords finally sounded.A half-talented swordsman finally couldn't stand the temptation of the devil in his heart, and was the first to strike.

The innate swordsman picked up the eight swords of the king of Yue in the wooden box at the fastest speed, and swung them directly at the person coming.

"when!"

The cyan sword light flashed across, and there was a crisp sound, with a smear of bright red blood, which was extremely dazzling under the sun.

The half-step congenital swordsman who had some confidence in his own strength earlier separated his body and head, and the gleaming silver saber in his hand also broke into two pieces.

"It's really a peerless sword!"

No one went back to care about a dead opponent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the spotless Yuewang Bajian.Even the innate swordsman himself couldn't take his eyes off.

"Kill! Take the sword!"

Under the sun, the darkness of the human heart was completely exposed at this moment.Even facing the sun, he let out a smug laugh.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The sound of sword blades clashing is endless.Whenever a sword breaks, a flame of life is also extinguished.

"Pfft!"

Finally, when half an hour passed, this innate swordsman pierced the heart of the last enemy with the Eight Swords of Yue Wang in his hand, he relaxed and fell to the ground immediately.

One against ten, even though he is in the early stage of innate and has the eight swords of Yue Wang in his hands, those dozen or so swordsmen are also extraordinary.Under desperate, more or less left a lot of scars on his body.

"Boom, boom"

However, when he just lay down and took a few breaths, there was another sound of steady footsteps in the distance.

The innate swordsman jumped up, clenched the newly acquired sword in his hand, narrowed his eyes, trying to see the people in the distance clearly.

"Young man, this sword is not suitable for you..." A hoarse voice fell into the ears of the innate swordsman, and at this moment the innate swordsman also saw the identity of the visitor.

An old man with gray hair, hunched back, and blind eyes faced him with a gentle smile.

"You also want to come and take the broken water in my hand?" the innate swordsman asked in a deep voice.At this time, he was not in a good condition, and his eyes were looking around at the distant woods, for fear that someone would come out again.

As for the blind old man in front of him, the innate swordsman, although he would not ignore him, but the image of this old man really made him unable to pay attention to it.

A blind old man, no matter how advanced his swordsmanship and skill is, how much threat can he pose?Even if you can't fight, can't you still run?

"Hehe." The old man lightly supported his graying beard, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

The innate swordsman sword old man ignored him so much, a trace of anger could not help but grow in his heart.After all, as a congenital master, being able to pass that hurdle is his pride.

"Buzz!"

The blade of the sword trembled slightly, and the innate swordsman stabbed at the old man suddenly, taking advantage of the old man's defenselessness.

"Pfft!"

The old man still had a smile on his face, and the left hand holding his beard didn't even move.However, the right hand that was originally carried behind his back has already penetrated the heart of the innate swordsman.

Big mouthfuls of blood could not stop gushing out from the mouth of the Xiantian swordsman.

The old man slowly pulled out his blood-stained fingers, and under the staring eyes of the Xiantian swordsman, gently wiped it back and forth on the Xiantian swordsman's clothes.

"Young man, I said a long time ago that this sword is not suitable for you..." The old man sighed, like an elder teaching a younger generation, and slowly pushed aside the Duan Shui sword in the hand of the innate swordsman.

Satisfied, the old man waved the broken water in his hand back and forth several times, and then he started to observe carefully as if he could see the broken water.

"This sword is beautiful, isn't it?" A young voice came from behind the old man.

"Buzz!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man who was originally showing his old age suddenly came to Ying Zheng's eyes in a flash.

Dense blue light, like a spider web, rushed towards Ying Zheng.

However, Ying Zheng escaped the old man's attack easily like a stroll in the courtyard.

"Little doll is good at martial arts."

Seeing that he had no choice but to win Zheng, and Ying Zheng had no intention of snatching the cut-off water, the old man also put away the cut-off water, and returned to the original harmonious state again.

"You lose your eyes, but you have a heart eye. You are not bad."

Ying Zheng's words made the old man's heart tremble.It can be seen that I have developed my mind and eyes, so I must have strong strength.Moreover, if Ying Zheng hadn't spoken before, he wouldn't have even noticed him.

"It's a pity that I have developed a mind eye, but my eyesight has dropped a lot!" A somewhat mocking voice came from the woods again.

The old man frowned. He looked at people with his mind, so he could naturally see Han Fei and Zilan walking out of the woods at this moment.

"What do you mean, little friend?"

The old man unconsciously tightened his grip on the hand that was cut off from the water.Although Han Fei didn't seem to have any strength, the old man believed that he had some strength to speak so loudly.

"You'll know if you try it?" Han Fei shrugged and said indifferently.

"Then you have to be careful." The old man's tone was deep. Although Han Fei's tone seemed more like a joke, the old man obviously didn't take it that way.

"bring it on……"

Before Han Fei finished speaking, the old man once again held the cut-off water in his hand and attacked Han Fei.

"when!"

The crisp sound made the eardrums tingle slightly.I saw that Han Fei's broken Nilin had appeared in his hands at some point.

"Crack!"

An undetectable gap appeared on the broken water.

"choke!"

The old man, who had already developed his mind, threw the broken water that had already been cracked in his hand on the ground.

Although I don't know what kind of sword the ancient sword in Han Fei's hand is, but how can the famous Eight Swords of the King of Yue be so vulnerable?
(End of this chapter)