Chapter 1181 Nineteen Peaks Open_1

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"Liu Ruofei," called out a voice, "the Sword Talismans for you, the Blade Talismans for me, how about that?"

In midair, floated five Sword Talismans, six Blade Talismans, and three Martial Talismans, clearly indicating it was the site of a substantial Light Talisman eruption.

The martial imagery around them dissipated and reformed, evidencing a great battle had previously taken place. Now, only two figures stood: an elderly man with a ruddy complexion, wearing a headband, and a grave swordsman dressed in white.

"The weak have no right to bargain," said the swordsman in white, indifferently.

"What do you mean by that, Liu Ruofei? It seems you do not take the Ageless Mountain Man seriously," the latter fumed with rage.

How could he not? Even among all the experts of the South Sea, whether overt or covert, he ranked within the top two hundred—a status not be slighted by some youngster.

"Whether I'm worthy of your regard, only a trial will tell."

A flash of white light!