Chapter 6802

Pop!

The sword that the old man expected didn't stab me. Instead, the sword in the old man's hand fell into my hand. To be exact, it should fall between my two fingers!

I saw at this time the index finger and the middle finger steadily put the green sword tip in the middle of the old man's hand. The old man's sharp sword didn't go any further.

This made the old man very surprised, because just now I had been avoiding the old man's attack, and I didn't have a weapon in my hand, so the old man once had the upper hand.

In the old man's opinion, he was completely pressing me to fight. The old man thought I was just like this. What was more powerful was the little girl beside me. Unfortunately, the little girl was not beside me at this time.

However, now the old man found out that I just didn't make an immediate move. This move was used to defuse the old man's fiercest attack. The old man really can't understand why I have the courage to take his sword with only two fingers. If I can't catch it, then the old man's sword will pierce my heart decisively, and God can't save me.

Even if I have the courage, don't I worry that if I don't pay attention, I may be cut off two fingers by the old man?

However, the fact is obviously that neither of these two situations happened. I firmly took the old man's sharp sword with two fingers, which is really incredible in the old man's eyes.

"How did you do it?" The old man didn't rush to take back his sword, but frowned at me and asked.

"Do what you want to do." I can't help but smile. In the old man's opinion, it seems that it's very easy for me to do this.

The old man really can't understand why I seem to take this sword so easily, and only use two fingers. Can my fingers be made of steel?

"Well! Boy, you are very arrogant. " The old man squinted at me. "It seems that there is nothing wrong with being powerful and arrogant?" I asked. "I can easily take your sword, which means that our strength is far behind. If you want to kill me, you can't do it only by your own ability."

The old man was obviously angered by me again. There was a flash of anger in his eyes. The old man seemed to be humiliated by me.

"I'd like to see if your two fingers are made of steel!" The old man gave a big drink, and then he wanted to turn the sword in his hand. The old man is very clear about the sharpness of his sword. As long as he touches the blade of the sword, the ordinary body may crack. Therefore, in the old man's opinion, he only needs to twist his sword, and then my annoying index finger and middle finger will be cut off directly, and the old man thinks that I have to pay for my own arrogance It's a price to pay.

However, what the old man didn't expect was that at this time, the old man found that the tip of the sword was like being clamped tightly by a pair of iron tongs. The old man couldn't twist his sword body!

How is that possible?

The old man couldn't help but stare. He really didn't know where I came from to make my fingers have such a strong closing force. Is my finger really made of steel?

How could the old man imagine that I covered the surface of my fingers with my internal force, so I could easily clamp the tip of the old man's sword, and even the old man could not twist the sword. The old man didn't think about it at all, because in the old man's eyes, this kind of thing is completely impossible, so for the old man at this time, this kind of thing is completely impossible, which makes the old man feel surprised. "You..." The old man opened his eyes and looked at me strangely. Now the old man finally understood my strength. No wonder I was able to win the position of sword leader in this sword raising conference. With my hand alone, I can make the old man believe this fact.

Is Is this generation of young people really strong enough? "If you only have this strength, how can you possibly take my life?" I snorted coldly, glanced at the old man in front of me and said. "And You not only can't kill me, but also have to pay for what you just did,

at least You have to give back what you've stolen, don't you

"Well! Boy, are you thinking too much? " Even at this point, the old man didn't want to admit defeat. Instead, he began to sneer at me.

"Then you have to be careful, because I don't think too much, I really want to do it!" I spoke slowly.

As soon as the words came to an end, my finger pulled back the sword between my fingers. The old man was unprepared. The green sword in the old man's hand fell out of his palm and fell into my hand steadily.The old man's face changed, and he wanted to grab his sword again before I could hold it firmly.

Zheng!

When I lifted the sword in my hand, the old man only felt a flash of white light in front of him, and the sword in my hand fell firmly on the old man's neck.

And the old man also urgently stopped his own pace, unable to move forward.

Because if the old man moves any more, the sword in my hand can easily cut the old man's neck. At that time, the old man can only die! "It seems that I was not joking with you just now." I spoke slowly to the old man again. "I should have the right to let you return the sword you stole now? If you don't want to, your life may be lost here

The old man squinted at me. To my surprise, the old man had been put on his neck with a sword. He didn't panic, just like he didn't care about the situation.

What's going on?

In fact, it is clear that I have put my sword on the old man's neck. As long as my wrist shakes, the old man can go to see God immediately. Shouldn't the old man show himself now?

If such an attitude has always been adopted, it is likely to threaten his own life. Is this old man tough enough? "You're good." The old man spoke slowly and said such a strange word.

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