Qin Yi's body was slightly turned to one side, and his movements were so small that it was almost impossible to feel that he was moving.
But it was so magical that the slant-eyed old man's menacing move hit Qin Yi's chest.
"Too slow." Qin Yi's voice was indifferent.
The slant-eyed old man gritted his teeth, swiped his sword, turned his head sideways to look at the moon, and intercepted Qin Yi, trying to catch him off guard.
However, all his actions seemed to be within Qin Yi's expectations.
The sword that turned around barely missed Qin Yi's shoulder, but failed again.
"Have you not eaten? Are you so weak?" Qin Yi asked with a smile.
The squinting old man's two consecutive moves were easily dodged by Qin Yi, and he knew that he had indeed encountered a tough opponent today. He did not care about the opponent's ridicule, gritted his teeth, and struck seven or eight swords in succession.
During the surge of sword light, the sharp edges intertwined and blocked every angle. He wanted to see how the opponent could avoid such a density of attacks.
What made him despair was that Qin Yi's body was like a breeze, swaying left and right, and he could find the gap in his attack every time and easily avoid it.
Between offense and defense, it's like cat playing with mouse.
The slant-eyed old man was going crazy. Since his debut, he had experienced many battles, big and small. It was not that he had never been defeated, and it was not that he had never been defeated miserably.
But there has never been a moment comparable to the despair at this moment. In the eyes of others, all his attacks seemed to have no threat at all and could be easily avoided.
If the strength is absolutely suppressed and defeated with one move, it is an overwhelming advantage, and the squinting old man will recognize it.
But this opponent, so far, he hasn't even seen his depth.
Not to mention the squinting old man, the person involved, even Elder Jiang, who had regained his composure, was still dumbfounded from the outside.
He is also an expert in martial arts, and his strength is not much inferior to that of the slant-eyed old man. Naturally, he can see the awkward and difficult situation that the slant-eyed old man is in at this moment.
The old man with slanted eyes became less and less confident the more he was hit. His heart was pounding, and while he was attacking crazily, his eyes were already looking everywhere.
Qin Yi naturally saw the other party's intention to retreat from his erratic eyes.
He smiled softly, and suddenly, with a sweep of his arm, the Seven Kills Sword moved slightly towards the old man's sword edge.
Keng!
After a crisp collision sound, the long sword in the opponent's hand had been broken into two pieces. The fracture was neat, and it was obvious that it was cut directly by the sharp edge.
But Qin Yi's Seven Killing Sword was in the scabbard, not even unsheathed.
The squinting old man looked at the half dagger in his hand and was dumbfounded for a moment. His long sword can be regarded as an amazing weapon in Yuluo Academy.
To think that in a head-to-head encounter, he was cut off so easily.
The most annoying thing is that the opponent's weapon is not even unsheathed. How appalling is this?
Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Although Qin Yi's Seven Killing Sword was not unsheathed, it was locked on the slant-eyed old man from a distance. The powerful momentum was also constantly being released.
Every inch of the slant-eyed old man's vitality was locked up by the Seven Kills Sword.
The slant-eyed old man seemed to have been cast on a restraining technique. He stood there, not even daring to move. He knew that if he moved even a little, the opponent's attacks would come at him crazily. He could kill him without any effort.
Cut off his life.
"Your Excellency... you have something to say." The squinting old man's anger had been completely suppressed by Qin Yi, and the panic in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
Qin Yi was not in a hurry to kill anyone, and said calmly: "Are you the elder of Yuluo Academy?"
The squinting old man glanced at Elder Jiang, knowing that he could not deny it, and nodded immediately: "My surname is Ge, and I am indeed an elder of Yuluo Yin and Yang Academy. I dare not ask, what is your surname?"
It was Qin Yi who asked the question, so naturally he would not answer him.
Instead, he continued to ask: "Since you are the elders of Yuluo Academy, why are you killing each other?"
In fact, he already knew this problem. However, he wanted to understand it from the beginning.
This matter was obviously a stain on the cross-eyed old man. He looked embarrassed and hesitated, but didn't know how to answer.
Elder Jiang, on the other hand, sighed softly and said: "It is also our Yuluo Academy's misfortune. It was invaded by foreign enemies and the academy was divided. One group of people defected to the Green Lotus Sect and took control of the situation in Yuluo Academy.
But those of us who defend the inheritance of the academy have become aliens, those who are under house arrest, and those who are killed are killed..."
The slant-eyed old man's face turned red, but now that it was a matter of life and death, there was nothing to be ashamed of.
Qin Yi nodded: "It seems that the rumors are indeed true. But I don't know, is the master of Yuluo Palace alive or dead now?"
The squinting old man said hurriedly: "The palace master is naturally still alive."
Elder Jiang hummed and said: "The Palace Master is indeed alive, but because of the secret method they used, the person is alive, but there is no difference from being dead."
The Qinglian Sect's methods are vicious. If you think about the Lianxin Xiaoyao Pill and the methods of Ying Yusha and others, you will know that this sect in the land abandoned by the gods is by no means easy to deal with.
If the master of the Yuluo Palace is a secret technique cast by the Qinglian Sect, there will indeed be little difference between living and dead.
"So, the Green Lotus Sect has completely controlled the Yuluo Kingdom?" Qin Yi asked again.
Elder Jiang sighed: "Basically, the Yuluo Kingdom has now fallen into the hands of the Qinglian Sect. It is a pity that the seven kingdoms of the Great Yanluo Territory were beaten by the sinful creatures in the land abandoned by the gods, and were unable to fight back.
.What a shame, such a shame!”
The squinting old man was silent at this time. He couldn't tell Qin Yi's origins, and he didn't know which side he was on, so naturally he didn't dare to express his position randomly.
"Who are the people from the Qinglian Sect who came to Yuluo Kingdom this time?" Qin Yi thought for a moment and asked.
"The leader of the Qinglian Cult, as well as many elders under his sect, as well as the saints of the Qinglian Cult, are all in the Yuluo Kingdom. This time, they almost came out in full force." Elder Jiang said bitterly, "It is only our fault that all the countries in the Yanluo Territory are to blame.
, We have lived in peace for too long, and we are so careless that we are completely unaware of the crisis. Once they have made arrangements, once trouble comes, they will have almost no resistance..."
It can be heard that Elder Jiang is full of remorse, regret and sigh, and at the same time, he is more at a loss. Obviously, facing the current situation, Elder Jiang has no direction at all.
The situation of the Yuluo Kingdom is actually similar to that of the Qingluo Kingdom. It’s just that the Qingluo Kingdom is luckier and encountered the intervention of the mysterious and powerful Mu Chaner.
Otherwise, the fate of Qingluo Kingdom may be even more bleak than that of Yuluo Kingdom.
Qinglian Cult Master, and the Saint...
In Qin Yi's mind, the graceful figure of Saint Xia Ji quickly emerged. (To be continued.)