Chapter 2477

Ye Changqing suddenly took action, and this Great Saint old man did not intend to retreat either.

His goal was very simple, and that was to drag Ye Changqing.

But as soon as the two sides came into contact, this Great Saint old man's heart sank directly.

Although he tried his best to block Ye Changqing's knife, if one observed carefully at this time, it was not difficult to find that the old man's hands could not stop trembling slightly.

And, a stream of fresh blood also flowed down his sleeve.

One strike, and this old man was injured by Ye Changqing.

"This strength..."

The old man knew Ye Changqing's cultivation base, but he did not expect his combat power to be so strong.

This was definitely top-tier genius-level combat power.

Both were at the Great Saint Realm, but there was a clear gap in the combat power of the two.

His cultivation base was even a small realm higher than Ye Changqing's; he was at the small completion of the Great Saint Realm, while Ye Changqing was at the entry level of the Great Saint Realm.

But in the exchange, it was he who fell into a disadvantage.

Not expecting Ye Changqing's combat power to be so strong, the old man suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

But Ye Changqing did not give him too much opportunity to consider; one strike fell, and another strike was slashed out.

The blade edge came straight at the old man.

Facing Ye Changqing's second strike, the old man did not dare to choose to collide head-on and subconsciously chose to dodge.

He wanted to drag this kid, and, this kid's combat power far exceeded his expectations, so he could not collide head-on even more.

Just drag him; when Lixue and the others arrived, no matter how strong this kid was, he couldn't run away.

The old man narrowly dodged Ye Changqing's strike, but this was all within Ye Changqing's expectations; before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ye Changqing had already appeared in front of the old man.

"So fast..."

He did not notice when Ye Changqing got close to him at all; when he saw Ye Changqing, the old man's eyes widened.

With such fast speed, what kind of movement technique was he practicing?

In the Dao One Holy Land, movement techniques were absolutely the top priority, and all disciples paid great attention to the cultivation of movement techniques.

Ye Changqing was naturally no exception.

One knife slashed down; looking at the kitchen knife in Ye Changqing's hand emitting a cold light, the old man felt his hair stand on end.

"Damn it."

He hurriedly retreated, but unfortunately, it was a step too late; this knife left a long wound on the old man's front body directly.

In an instant, fresh blood splashed.

With only three strikes, the old man was seriously injured.

At this moment, the old man panicked; he was not sure if he could really drag Ye Changqing.

He thought that just dragging this kid would not be a difficult thing, but now, it had only been three moves, and he had already been slashed like this.

If he had known it would be like this, the old man could not have chased Ye Changqing alone, but would have waited for Lixue and the others to arrive.

Wasn't this just rushing to his own death?

Not knowing what the old man was thinking in his heart, Ye Changqing did not want to know either; who would care about the thoughts of a dead person?

Watching the old man frantically pull away, Ye Changqing threw the kitchen knife in his hand directly.

He saw something black coming straight at his face.

The old man was also strange; what was this?

But looking closely, he discovered it was actually that kitchen knife.

The old man hurriedly dodged, and then sneered in his heart: Did his brain suddenly get flooded? Even the weapon in his hand was lost?

Thought such a direct attack could hit him? Simply ridiculous.

Without a weapon, the old man believed his pressure would be much less.

Dodging the flying kitchen knife sideways, the old man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, intending to take advantage of the trend to counterattack.

But turning his head to look, he discovered Ye Changqing's right hand had two fingers together; this was... a sword control method?

He was a bit confused; what was this kid going to do? Could he actually control a sword?

But that's not right; wasn't this kid playing with a kitchen knife? He didn't even have a sword, so what kind of sword was he controlling?

The old man was a bit confused, but suddenly, he felt a chill rushing straight to his brain from behind.

Wait, damn it, that kitchen knife...

Turning his head abruptly, he saw that the kitchen knife he had dodged had turned around and was coming straight at him again.

Holy crap, this kid is actually controlling a kitchen knife.

Looking at the kitchen knife that had already rushed in front of his eyes, the old man's heart turned cold.

But a strong desire to survive still made him dodge with all his might.

But this time his luck was not so good; the kitchen knife directly severed his left arm at the shoulder.

"Ah..."

A scream came, and the old man had already given birth to the intention to retreat at this time.

Now it was no longer a question of whether he could drag this kid, but a question of saving his life.

If he continued to fight, he would probably have to explain himself here.

Therefore, the old man turned and fled without hesitation, but the next second, more than a dozen blades around his body completely blocked his retreat.

Looking at the kitchen knives, chopping knives, deboning knives, and even a fruit knife around his body, the old man's mouth twitched.