A Single Sword Slays the Eastern Island Old Dog!
Sword Three...
Li Jinlin remained silent.
He really wanted to say that he wanted to learn it too...
If he knew Sword Three, would he still need to rack his brains over Sword Eight until he had pulled his beard out all over the floor?
"Was it that young man who demonstrated Sword Three for you?"
Li Jinlin responded.
"That's right, it was him. But he said what he used wasn't the original sword art, but an adapted version. I hope to witness just how powerful the true Sword Three really is."
Ji Yanchang's expression turned solemn.
It was not as though the Ji Family lacked Martial Immortal-level sword arts. The general outline given to Huo Yuanhong was the ultimate sword art of a Ji Family Martial Immortal. It was simply that no one of the current generation could use it anymore, because it differed from modern Internal Force Training Methods.
Thus, the Sword Three wielded by the Sword Immortal before him was likely the only ultimate sword art in the world that could still be witnessed today!
Though it was somewhat cumbersome and required building momentum through two sword strikes, so long as the final strike could be unleashed, it would be a genuine ultimate sword art!
Hao Hexiang, meanwhile, wore a strange expression.
Not bad...
Worthy of being an old-generation Grandmaster. He really knew how to act, keeping even him in the dark.
Sword Three had clearly already been passed on, yet he still pretended that he could not even figure out Sword Eight.
What acting!
For the sake of acting, he had truly paid a bloody price—he had practically plucked all his beard out.
Noticing the change in Hao Hexiang's gaze, Li Jinlin remained expressionless.
If he said