The old man moved with extreme speed, as though teleporting. If the one fighting him now had been a peak Integration stage cultivator, it would have been absolutely impossible to lock onto the old man's rapid movements.
His figure flashed into view, and he had already arrived not far behind Qin Fengming. As his figure appeared, the scarlet, ice-cold blade in his hand stabbed out like lightning, thrusting straight toward Qin Fengming's motionless back.
The blade was razor-sharp. Aside from an icy aura, it revealed not the slightest fluctuation of energy.
The old man's attack was vicious and swift, his movements seamless. Almost the instant his figure appeared, a streak of red light flashed into being as well. The scarlet blade instantly reached Qin Fengming's back.
"Pfft!"
A barely audible sound rang out as the sharp scarlet blade pierced Qin Fengming's body with unerring accuracy.
But the scene of blood spurting forth that the old man had expected did not appear after his strike.
A Five-Colored Sword Blade suddenly shot out from a spot not far away. In a flash, it arrived before the old man, whose attack had missed.
"Oh? Junior, you actually dodged this old man's attack again."
Although the old man's strike had missed, he still managed to evade the suddenly appearing Five-Colored Sword Blade at the critical instant. Looking at the young cultivator standing several dozen zhang away, the old man let out another surprised exclamation.
"Whoosh!"
Before the old man could finish speaking, a massive mountain had already arrived above his head and suddenly crashed straight down from above. In an instant, it pressed the old man flat against the stone platform.
Qin Fengming watched as the old man's body abruptly bent under the crushing force of the enormous mountain, then collapsed completely onto the