The ancient sword with broken patterns returned to the hands of the ugly old man. Part of the broken lines on it had disappeared and became very smooth. There was still a part of the sword that was still covered with broken lines.
The ugly old man sighed. It looked like this broken pattern ancient sword would be completely damaged after two or three uses.
For ordinary swords, the more broken lines there are, it means that the sword is on the verge of collapse, but this sword is different. The more broken lines there are, the more intact the sword is. If there are fewer and fewer broken lines, it means that the sword is on the verge of collapse. The sword's life is short.
Since the ugly old man obtained this sword in his early years, he has not used the true power of this sword very much, because he is afraid that the sword will wear out too quickly.
At the moment, facing masters like the Three Daotian Masters, the ugly old man cannot win quickly and can only display his true skills.
On the opposite side, the three Daotian heroes were seriously injured, and two of the three mahogany swords were broken. Each of the three heroes spurted blood, looking horrified.
This was already the strongest move of the three heroes of Daotian, but they were still defeated by the swordsman of the ugly old man. The three heroes were shocked and unable to fight anymore, and they felt like retreating in their hearts.
"Let's go!" The three masters of Daotian were in the same mind. Without any words, they just turned around and ran away.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, the three Daotian heroes knew very well that the ugly old man still had some strength left, but the three brothers were already seriously injured and could not survive. If they continued to fight, the three brothers would be in trouble.
The three heroes of Daotian are not fighting alone. There are still reinforcements behind them. The three brothers have tried their best in this battle, and now they retreat, their faces are not too ugly.
When the ugly old man saw that the three Daotian heroes were about to run, he narrowed his eyes, moved his fingers, and seven ancient swords flew out from behind, whizzing directly towards the three Daotian heroes.
This is to kill the three Daotian heroes and not give them a way out!
The three heroes of Daotian suddenly panicked when they heard the sound of breaking wind behind them, and the fierce sword energy struck them one after another, causing pain in their backs.
The third among the three heroes turned around and waved his hand, and a purple bronze mirror flew out, floating in the sky, and shed a purple brilliance.
Seven ancient swords flew over and were illuminated by the purple brilliance. The power of the swords suddenly stagnated, as if they were suppressed by the purple bronze mirror.
But it only took two breaths, and the purple bronze mirror could not hold down these seven ancient swords.
With a click, the first of the seven ancient swords directly penetrated the purple bronze mirror, and the six ancient swords behind followed closely, splitting the bronze mirror into pieces and completely destroying it. .
The three masters of Daotian continued to run away without feeling distressed at all, while the seven ancient swords were chasing after them, getting closer and closer to the three masters of Daotian.
After chasing and escaping, they were soon far away from the Qian Kingdom. Just when the seven ancient swords were about to catch up with the three Daotian heroes, they saw a silver long sword coming across the sky and directly smashing the seven ancient swords. Hit the ancient sword and send it flying away.
The ugly old man in Qian Kingdom suddenly frowned, and immediately waved his hand and took back all seven ancient swords.
The three heroes of Daotian regained their lives and let out a sigh of relief. When they looked up, they saw a middle-aged man in green clothes standing on the sky. He had an unshaven beard and looked a bit decadent. He had a big gourd on his waist.
Seeing that this person had taken action, the three Daotian heroes blushed and some did not dare to look at him.
Although they are all from the Taoist sect, the three Daotian masters look down on this middle-aged man in their hearts. Not only because the three Daotian masters have a higher seniority than this middle-aged man in the Taoist sect, but also because this middle-aged man has committed a major crime in the Taoist sect. Precepts are regarded as a disgrace to the Taoist sect and are not welcomed by Taoist sects.
Now that the three brothers were rescued by this middle-aged man, the three Daotian heroes naturally felt a little awkward and complicated.
The middle-aged man didn't even look at the three heroes of Daotian. His footsteps were a little bit in vain, and his figure was drifting towards the direction of Qianguo.
When the three Daotian heroes saw this, they knew that the middle-aged man was going to take action. They felt even more awkward, but they were also slightly relieved.
With this person taking action, they don't have anything to worry about anymore.
"Three of you, come here and heal your wounds." The young man holding a sword also appeared and said to the three Daotian heroes.
On the other side, the middle-aged man had already arrived above Qian Guo, facing the ugly man.
The ugly old man stared at the middle-aged man with squinted eyes, and the middle-aged man stared at the ugly old man with drunken eyes.
"Three old bastards ran away, and here came a little bastard. The Taoist sect is really interesting." The ugly old man said with a grin.
The middle-aged man smiled and burped: "I don't want to come either, but I really have no choice. If I don't come, I won't be able to drink in peace."
"Do you like drinking? I also like drinking, but drinking makes things worse. Back then, I was handsome, charming, and suave, but because of a drinking mistake, I lost my most beloved girl." The ugly old man said with a sigh on his face.
This was originally an ugly old man talking nonsense, but it made the middle-aged man look slightly startled, and his eyes could not help but reveal a trace of sadness, as if the ugly old man had brought back memories that he did not want to think of.
"Little bastard, you'd better go back, you may not be able to beat me." The ugly old man said to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man regained his composure and smiled: "You have to fight to know whether you can win or not. The junior is also very interested in using swords. Seeing the senior's superb swordsmanship, he felt happy and wanted to compete with the senior. "
The ugly old man curled his lips and said: "What a fight, you little bastard is too cunning. I just had a fierce battle with those three old bastards, which cost a lot of money. Now that you little bastard comes up, aren't you just taking advantage?" "
The middle-aged man didn't take it seriously: "This is also the helplessness of the junior. Although the junior wants to have a fair fight with the senior, the people of the Three Religions will not allow me to do so."
The ugly old man snorted softly: "Then stop talking nonsense, come on, let me see what your little bastard's skills are?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "In that case, then this junior will be offended."
As soon as he finished speaking, a silver sword carried behind the middle-aged man's back was unsheathed, and for a moment silver light filled the sky.
The ugly old man's expression suddenly became solemn. He was also an expert in swordsmanship. As soon as the ugly old man saw the middle-aged man's move, he knew that this man's swordsmanship was extraordinary, much stronger than the three masters of Daotian.
The middle-aged man held the silver sword, raised his hand slightly, and slashed at the ugly old man with the sword.
This sword struck very slowly and fell slowly. At this speed, anyone could easily dodge it.
But the real power of this sword is its sword intention.
Rumble, rumble~
The endless sword intent surged in overwhelmingly, causing the swords in the hands of many warriors from the Qian Kingdom to emit the sound of swords. Many warriors from the Qian Kingdom were frightened.
"Old senior, take my sword." The middle-aged man smiled.
ps: Third update, continue coding