"Could it be that you only use concealed weapons to hurt people?"
Qin Tian was unwilling to use Ni Lin, so he had no choice but to use it. But after he swung it out, he immediately took it back.
The scimitar was hidden close to his body under his clothes, so outsiders couldn't see it.
Kong Fang was also curious, so he wanted to ask clearly.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "Do you want to know? But I want to tell you that once my secret weapon appears, it will definitely draw blood."
"Would you like some blood?"
The flesh on Kong Fang's face jumped hard. He stared at Qin Tian and gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River!"
"You disguise yourself very well. In the eyes of others, you look like you are okay, but you can't hide it from me."
"Actually, you have reached the end of your strength now."
"So you will definitely lose this battle."
He said with a very solemn expression as he drew a soft sword from his waist.
A sword that was originally limp seemed to have little power, but Kong Fang's eyes were filled with the color of pilgrimage.
He shook lightly, and the sword became straight. Moreover, there was a faint buzzing sound.
"The name of the sword is Silver Snake, and it is three feet long. It is forged from the thousand-year-old iron essence of the East China Sea."
"I am Kong Fang, a fourth-grade grandmaster. Today, I will use the sword of the silver snake to kill you, an arrogant person. If you can die under the silver snake, you know that you will die in peace, and you should rest in peace."
"Take action!"
Kong Fang was calm and experienced, with a smooth aura, holding a sword in one hand and taking a defensive posture.
Qin Tian's expression gradually became serious.
Fourth grade grandmaster?
Although it was the first time for him to hear the classification of Grandmaster grades, he also knew that the fourth grade in front of him was definitely not easy to deal with.
The last time Qin Tian had a hard fight was on the Mingyue Lake of the Xia family in the north, with the great Tantric monk Jin Ming, who was the great enshrinement of the Xia family and the head of the elders.
The impression that the great monk gave Qin Tian at that time was similar to that of Kong Fang in front of him.
It's just that at that time, Qin Tian fought in his prime. But at this moment, although he tried his best to pretend to be calm on the surface, as Kong Fang said, he was actually at the end of his strength.
The only thing he could be thankful for was that after a bitter battle with the great Tantric monk Jin Ming, he returned to the Qin family and had a farewell meeting with his father on Dao Mountain outside the city.
After the conversation, I changed my perception, lifted the shackles in my heart, and further achieved a breakthrough.
If it were the heyday, Qin Tian felt that he and Kong Fang should be among the best. In other words, he was also a fourth-grade grandmaster?
It should be pretty much the same.
But now, a powerful enemy is in front of him, and he is at the end of his strength. How should he fight this most difficult battle?
Fortunately, he still has two hidden trump cards, one is the reverse scale; the other is to stimulate the violent power in his bloodline.
Which plan should be used?
Qin Tian was a little unsure about paying attention for a moment.
He hesitated here, but Kong Fang, who was opposite him, couldn't help it. In his eyes, Qin Tian seemed to be smiling but not smiling. After hearing his words, he neither answered nor took action, which was the biggest mockery of him.
"Boy, you are so crazy!"
"In that case, let's look at the sword!"
Amid the roar, he stepped on his feet and waved the soft silver snake sword in his hand. A ball of silver light, truly like a silver snake dancing in the water, whirred and flashed towards Qin Tian.
Originally it was just a sword, but now in Kong Fang's hand, it looked like a nest of entangled silver snakes.
There are countless sword tips, which are countless snake heads, moving ferociously, making it difficult for people to tell which ones are real and which ones are fake.
Qin Tian sighed secretly in his heart and thought with a wry smile, now there is no need to think about what strategy to use, he can only take one step at a time.
He dodged to avoid it, but when his palm passed by his waist, he hit something hard in his pocket. Suddenly, his heart moved, and a strange smile appeared in his eyes.
He seems to know what strategy to use to deal with this most difficult opponent, who has reached the level of a fourth-level grandmaster.