The mute old man's movements are really slow.

He even flew much slower than ordinary monks.

As a husband's old servant, no one knows how old he is. After so many years of slowing down, it has been engraved into his bones, and it has long become a habit of life.

Or maybe this is his nature?

Pingshanhai is not a person without demeanor. As the sword holder of Yijianshan, he saw that the swordsman had not appeared for a long time, so he always waited in the air.

He waited and finally saw a figure with a hunched back flying slowly towards this side.

The mute old man held his crutch in his right hand and a small lantern in his left hand.

Since he did not go to the back mountain before coming, the small lantern was not filled with the magical fireflies on the back mountain, but a small red candle.

The old man seems to like to carry a small lantern at night.

Just like the old servants in the secular world always carry a lantern at night to light the masters or young masters at home.

Perhaps he knew that he was late, so he raised the corner of his mouth at a very slow speed, and showed an embarrassed smile, expressing his apology.

Outside the Jieyin Peak, including Pingshanhai, no one expected that the Demon Sect would send an old man this time.

A few years ago, the one who represented the Demon Sect in the sword questioning was clearly a cold Taoist nun. She was very thin and indifferent, and she didn't say a word.

I heard that she was the second disciple of the husband, Yan Li's junior sister. With a wooden sword, she defeated her opponent.

It seems that as long as Yan Li is in the dead, she will be the number one sword cultivator in the world.

Both Sword Sects felt that the woman who came this time was still the same girl-like woman. Who would have thought that she was actually a slow old man.

In fact, even the disciples of the Demon Sect on the Jieyin Peak were a little confused.

Isn’t this the guardian at the foot of the Tibetan mountain?

Is the mute old man actually a sword cultivator?

Except for the people in the back mountain, Shen Yan and others, even the inner disciples did not know the specific identity of the old man. They did not know that the old man had such an old servant. At the earliest, he was his little book boy.

They also didn't know that Yan Li, the founder of the Demon Sect, was all led by him.

They only knew that this old man controlled the seal of the mountain. Without his permission, the mountaineering disciples could not enter.

He seems to be the guardian of the Tibetan Mountain. He is guarding the mountain and guarding the tomb.

Of course, no one regards him as an ordinary old man. After all, the mute old man was so old decades ago, and he still looks the same after decades.

But what everyone unexpectedly is, are there such slow sword cultivators in the world?

As for the people on the hillside, they were even more puzzled.

Ping Shanhai looked at the mute old man and was also confused.

But since this person is a representative of the Demon Sect, Pingshanhai will not be careless. Seeing that the other party was an old man who was unknown, he bowed to the old man in the air.

Holding a sword in both hands is a sword holding ceremony.

The mute old man smiled and lifted the small lantern upwards, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Then, he pointed his finger at his mouth, waved his hand in the air, indicating that he was a mute and could not speak.

He seems to be just a gentle and kind old man.

After doing this action, he gave Ping Shanhai a puzzled look, as if asking: "Can you start?"

Ping Shanhai nodded, and asked the sword and began at this moment!

He moved, the magic sword was unsheathed, and the sword drawing style!

The old man also moved, and he moved only when the sword energy was close to him.

Many people were curious about where his sword was, and they didn't know that the crutch he held was his sword.

His movements are very similar to those of Pingshanhai, but they are slightly different.

On the harnessing peak, Lin Chan's eyes lit up slightly.

She's seen this trick!

It's also a sword drawing style!

Before she climbed to the mountain, the mute old man taught her this sword, and she remembered it deeply in her heart.

Today, the mute old man seriously used this sword in front of her.

It seems very slow, but it is actually very fast.

There was no sword energy flying out, nor any earth-shaking performance. The old man seemed to have picked up a crutch, which happened to hit the sword energy, and then accidentally turned it into danger.

However, no one would think this was a coincidence.

This is a sword that Pingshanhai defeated the half-sword energy in the mountains!

But the old man with a hunched back and a small lantern was so relaxed and casually resolved it.

Even from beginning to end, the small lantern he held in his left hand did not shake!

Lu Xun watched from the side, and a storm waves stirred up in his heart.

"Is Gui Bo so strong?"

This was the first time he saw an old mute attack. He had only known that he was very good at refining weapons, at the level of a master, and even the scabbards in his hand were refined by the old man.

Also, Gui Bo can temporarily increase the lucky value of others and blessing others.

Unexpectedly, he is still such a powerful sword cultivator!

"No wonder the third senior brother asked me to prepare well. It seems that he has great confidence in Uncle Gui!"

He turned his head and looked at Lin Chan, and saw that Lin Chan's big eyes revealed a thoughtful look, as if he had some insights from the sword just now and was digesting it carefully.

Lu Xun, who was "both born with a sword body", felt that he could not watch it either, so he immediately pretended to be the same expression, and from time to time he would change from a puzzled expression to a natural expression. It seemed that after seeing this sword, he had figured out some confusions in his practice.

Lu Xun is such a person who has high self-requirements and is willing to pretend to be born with a sword body for a lifetime, so no details can be missed! It’s not OK to pretend once less!

On the self-cultivation of the fake sword fetus...

And at this moment, the second sword in the air began.

The third senior brother Zhuge Laifu whispered from the side: "It's a win or a loss."

Lu Xun was slightly shocked, was it so fast? The second sword will determine the outcome?

I saw that Ping Shanhai still used the sword drawing style, but it seemed to be the same sword, but it was actually different.

One sword can change in all kinds of ways!

But the movements of the mute old man's hands have changed.

On New Year's Eve, the gentleman once said Xiaogui, you are just a little promising in taking the beating.

The mute old man smiled and stretched out two fingers, indicating that he had two swords, which was quite good.

Everyone knows that Yan Li is the best sword cultivator in the world. He knows that Yan Li has three swords the most skilled, but he does not know that two of them are learned from the old man Mute.

Yan Li did succeed in being better than being better than being a little bitch, but this does not mean that the mute old man is not strong.

His second sword is [Spit].

It's just a simple thorn.

The crutch directly pierced the sword energy of Pingshanhai, shattered his sword intent, and then stabbed his eyebrows in a flash!

The old crutch stopped in front of Pingshan Hai's eyebrows, and the mute old man took the sword.

Even so, the airflow around him still made Pingshanhai’s black hair flutter backwards!

The sword reached the middle of the eyebrows, the hairband broke and the hair was flying!

If this sword moves forward and if it slows down, he will die.

Just two swords, the sword holder in the dignified sword mountain will die!

He was holding a magic sword in his hand.

And the old man held...

It's just a crutch.
Chapter completed!