God-level Perspective

Chapter 1,420 The wretched old man

Shi Wulei was sitting at the Tianlong headquarters. Ye Han, Daotong, and Xiao Yuangang went straight to the outskirts of the southern area. It had been nearly twenty days since Ye Han came to the Dark City. During this period, due to various things, Ye Han Handu didn't have time to meet the ancient madman. Now that he had time, Ye Han wanted to know if the other person was the person he was looking for.

Moreover, Ye Han also wanted to know what Qin Wudao's purpose was in asking him to find the ancient sword master?

Not long after, Ye Han and the others had arrived at an extremely secluded place. Here, a dilapidated house stood out, because it was just a house here, and there was no sound coming from inside, as if it was a dead house. No one lives inside anymore.

Daotong said; "This is it. I heard that the ancient madman rarely shows up and stays in this room all day long. However, for the sake of caution, we should be careful. This ancient madman has a weird temperament. The people who come to see him are not... If you beat him to death, you will be crippled by him. His strength is unfathomable!"

Ye Han nodded. It was precisely because of the existence of this person in the southern area that Prince Yan's Palace, Prince Wusheng's Palace, and Prince Helian's Palace did not dare to extend their hands. From this point, it can be seen that the opponent's strength is strong. How terrifying!

"What should we do now? Shall we go in directly?" Xiao Yuangang asked.

Ye Han said, "Since this weapon-refining master has a weird temperament, we should still act according to the rules."

Immediately, Ye Han took a few steps forward. He looked at the extremely quiet house and said loudly, "Senior, Ye Han, are you an ancient swordsman? Please show up and see me."

Ye Han's loud voice spread across the world, reaching every corner of the surrounding world very clearly. However, after Ye Han said these words, half a minute passed, and there was no sound in the house. came.

"What's going on? Is it because Gu Madman is not at home?" Xiao Yuangang said with doubtful eyes.

Ye Han and Daotong frowned; "Senior..."

"Hmph, boy, if you say one more thing that disturbs my sleep, you three boys can't even think about leaving. Get out of here!" Before Ye Han could finish his second sentence, there was someone in the courtyard. There was a cold snort, and the sound carried a rolling aura of pressure, covering Ye Han and the other three, making them instantly feel that the world around them was under the control of that sound, and that the other party could be at any time. The three of them can be wiped out.

"This old guy's temperament is really as weird as the rumors." Xiao Yuangang narrowed the corners of his eyes, and then both of them looked at Ye Han.

"If your senior is an ancient swordsman, please show up to see him. I am here to see you on my master's orders."

Buzz!

Suddenly, just as Ye Han's words fell, a terrifying coercion suddenly surged out from the house, as if it was a volcanic eruption, completely imprisoning the surrounding world, leaving Ye Han and the three of them stunned. It felt like they could no longer move, and the terrifying pressure was about to kill them.

At this moment, the expressions of Ye Han and the three of them changed drastically, and paleness spread across their faces. The terrifying pressure made the three of them completely unable to think of resistance. The people in the house were too terrifying. In a short time, you can hold their life and death in your hands.

"Boy, who is your teacher?" Suddenly, the voice came out again. However, the terrifying pressure that enveloped Ye Han and the others has not dissipated. It is conceivable that as long as Ye Han's answer does not satisfy him, He would definitely kill Ye Han and the others.

Hearing this, Ye Han took a deep breath and said, "Senior, I came to see you on the orders of my master Qin Wudao. May I ask if you are an ancient swordsman?"

"Qin Wudao, it turns out that he is the disciple of that old boy..." The voice in the house came out again. At this time, the terrifying pressure that enveloped Ye Han and the three of them gradually disappeared. I felt that here, Ye Han The three of them breathed a real sigh of relief. Facing such a strong man with eccentric temperament, they were really afraid that the other party would kill him if they disagreed.

"Dare I ask if your senior is an ancient swordsman?" Ye Han spoke again, staring at the house.

"Boy, you can come in, but only by yourself. The two boys are waiting outside."

Hearing this, Ye Han nodded and said to Daotong and Xiao Yuangang, "You guys just wait for me here. I'll be out soon."

Daotong said; "Then be careful, this person's temperament is hard to figure out."

"Don't worry, I have a way to save my life." After saying this, Ye Han landed in front of the gate of the house. This gate had not been opened for an unknown period of time. The iron ring was covered with dust. Ye Han pushed Open the wooden door, and as the door slowly opens, you will see a wide courtyard with no one in it.

Ye Han strolled into it. Only his footsteps could be heard in the quiet courtyard. Ye Han looked around the courtyard. Immediately, a look of shock flashed across his eyes, because around the courtyard, there were random people walking around. There are some weapons scattered around, including knives, swords, spears, sticks, long and short, and all kinds of weapons. Moreover, these weapons are not ordinary weapons. Most of them are spiritual weapons, and there are even gods among them. Super weapon!

And these high-grade weapons were all casually left in the corners around the yard, discarded like pieces of scrap metal. Under Ye Han's visual inspection, the weapons scattered around the yard were The number is at least nearly a hundred!

Ye Han secretly smacked his tongue, what kind of weapon refining master was that ancient madman? To think that these high-grade weapons are still around the yard like scrap metal. This is nothing more than that for rich people!

"Boy, where are you looking?"

At this time, a hand silently rested on Ye Han's shoulder. Ye Han turned his head and saw that it was a dark hand, as if it had not been washed for several years. on Ye Han's shoulder, instantly leaving a dark palm print on his snow-white clothes.

Seeing this, Ye Han's mouth twitched and he continued to look away. Then, what came into Ye Han's sight was an old man who was even sloppier than the sloppy old man. This man was about sixty or seventy years old, and his face was full of surroundings. , a pair of turbid eyes, giving people a very vulgar feeling, and the old man's long hair, just like the afro in modern society, looks extremely uncoordinated.

This scene made it difficult for Ye Han to imagine that this was the strong man who suppressed the three of them and could not move. He was so unkempt, no different from a beggar.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Han, looking at him from top to bottom. Being stared at by the old man's eyes made Ye Han feel very uncomfortable. It was mainly the old man's eyes that made Ye Han feel Very obscene.