Supreme Sword Sovereign

A few people had peculiar expressions.

Those words...

They indeed sounded like an insult.

In the shadows.

They used their divine sense to scan the old man repeatedly, trying to discern his true nature.

To approach so silently.

To claim he was an ordinary mortal without any cultivation level, they wouldn't believe it even if it killed them.

However.

No matter how they examined him.

They found nothing at all, as if the old man was truly just an ordinary mortal.

"Young one."

The old man seemed unaware of their probing.

He slightly tilted his head, looking at Shen Xuan, his tone gentle.

"Where did your sword come from?"

"......"

Shen Xuan was speechless.

Where did I get a sword?

"Old sir."

Murong Yan pointed at Gu Han.

"Over here!"

"Ah."

The old man calmly nodded and then looked at Yang Ying.

"Where did it come from?"

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Yang Ying:......

"Grandpa."

Ah-Sha, kind-hearted, couldn't bear it.

"Are you blind?"

"Indeed."

The old man nodded.

"I've been blind for many years."

"You!"

Gu Han's heart surged with killing intent, and he shouted coldly.

"Who exactly are you!"

The group was somewhat surprised; Gu Han's reaction was strange and a bit excessive.

"Indeed."

Upon hearing the voice.

The old man turned to Gu Han, his tone full of emotion and joy.

"To witness the pinnacle of swordsmanship today, I have no regrets!"