One Strike

"Senior, please advise me again!"

Jian Xiaoyao had already picked up his Triple-kill Sword. He stared at the blind old man, his eyes full of great passion and delight.

"Oh?" The old man smiled as he nodded.

Jian Xiaoyao drew out his sword again.

His movement was exceedingly fast and powerful, unleashing a torrent of Spiritual Power that formed a whirlpool.

"It's the Traceless Sword Skill of Sword Marquis Mansion!" someone exclaimed.

The old man swung his bamboo stick.

"Thwack!"

Jian Xiaoyao's Triple-kill Sword was thrown into the air again.

"Strike again, Senior!"

Jian Xiaoyao was not discouraged in the least. He picked up the Triple-kill Sword from the ground again and continued to thrust his sword at the old man.

"What a crafty strike! It looks like a viper."

"Thwack!"

The Triple-kill Sword fell to the ground.

"That's the Blood Moon Sword Skill of Sword Marquis Mansion!"

"Thwack!"