The enemy is narrow, so Old Hassan probably recognized me long ago. The biggest possibility of communicating with me patiently is to relax my vigilance and prepare to take action at any time.

Sure enough, I'm still too young.

It's right. The two of them were in the fighting arena of the Tianluo Secret Realm at the same time. Only one side fell down and the other side could leave here. So what else could both sides have other ways besides not to die?

I actually tried to communicate with the other party and then left hand in hand. It was obviously a bit too natural to take it for granted.

As the successor of Miao Gu from Dunzhai from the Miaojiang lineage, this kind of thing should actually be easy to understand.

The mechanism of this Tianluo Secret Realm is the Colosseum in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, it is just a pottery jar.

What is the difference between it and the Gu that we know?

No difference.

The ultimate purpose of the Tianluo Secret Realm must be no different from raising a Gu, that is, to find the strongest one?

I was guessing in my heart, but I had to face the difficult thing in front of me.

After the sneak attack failed, Old Hassan made a quick judgment, which was to put the scimitar on Buyu's neck, threatening me and becoming the loser of this struggle.

Faced with this situation, I took a deep breath, forced myself to remain calm enough, and then said, "It turned out to be an old acquaintance. I said, why do you think you look so familiar? So, what do you want now?"

Old Hassan said with a gloomy face: "Put down the sword in your hand, kneel on the ground, and accept Allah's sanctions."

I smiled and said that if I put down my sword, fell to my knees and didn't resist, wouldn't it be a dead end?

Old Hassan pushed the cloth fish like a wooden stake, and then said, "If you don't do what I said, then watch your friend die and then be cruelly killed by me."

He laughed, and I laughed too.

Facing this guy, I said calmly: "If you were outside, I might think about it, but this is the Tianluo Secret Realm. After being killed by you, the so-called "hostage" in your hand will be regenerated based on the rules of the Tianluo Secret Realm. Even a puppet will not have any impact. As long as I can become the ruling person, I can resurrect him at any time and become a real person. So, your threat is like fart to me."

Hearing my words, Old Hassan, who was sure to win, was a little surprised.

He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Ah, it seems that you are not as stupid as I imagined, nor as ignorant as those who have just entered this place. You know much more about this place than I thought."

I smiled and nodded, saying thank you for your affirmation.

Old Hassan was also very bachelor, pushing the calm-looking cloth fish away, and then looked at me.

He said calmly: "Your words really surprised me. Want to be the ruling person? The imagination of young people is really exaggerated. Do you know what kind of things you need to go through and what kind of efforts you need to be the ruling person?"

Although the two sides are already in a natural opposition, it does not affect my mentality at all.

I asked seriously: "I would like to hear it carefully."

Old Hassan laughed and said that you need to win at least a hundred games in the Tianluo Secret Realm and defeat countless enemies from the Great Thousand Worlds, the Three Thousand Small Worlds and the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Some of these people took the initiative to enter the Tianluo Secret Realm and tried to improve their strong people, while others were powerful creatures who were used as tributes to exchange with the will of the Tianluo Secret Realm. There were people outside of people, and there were heavens outside of heaven. There were few people who could pass such a test.

I took a deep breath and said, "I'm not sure if I can do it, but I don't think I have any problems with you."

Hahaha

Old Hassan laughed like a child, but his eyes became sharper and he murmured: "Many years ago, I was as young as you, and I was arrogant. I felt that the world was so big, who could be an enemy of me? It's a pity that I have died for a long time, and now I think you shouldn't live long."

Swish!

His right hand waved in the air, but a large ball of flames ignited.

The flames are bright in color and emit a sparkling golden light. Although they are a distance apart, I still feel the hot temperature above the flames.

The old man in the mountains, Hassan Ibn Sabaha, is actually the same person as Huo Shan in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" by Mr. Jin Yong. The Assassin School he founded is the Persian Ming Cult in the book.

The holy object in the Persian Ming religion was called the Holy Fire Order, so some people call it Zoroastrianism.

The implication is that these are a group of people who play very well with fire.

As expected, as soon as the old Hassan came up, he immediately made out the rolling flames and rushed towards me.

Facing this opponent, I was not showing any weakness. I rushed forward with my sword and slashed towards the flames that came to the other party. The sharp sword energy cut through the scorching flames and landed on the old Hassan. I found that the other party grabbed both hands, but there was a flame shield covering his body. The sword energy could not break his defense at all and slid down to both sides.

The person who can survive fourteen battles in the Tianluo Secret Realm and win the battle is indeed not simple.

Looking back on my previous experience, whether it is Spartan, Elf Assassin, or Bu Yu, each of them has enough strength. As the number of games increases, I believe that the difficulty of this fight should become more and more difficult.

I am like this, and the other party is the same, so this old Hassan is really a powerful enemy.

After knowing this, I didn't dare to be arrogant. On the way forward, I was cautious and didn't want to give this guy any opportunity to take advantage of.

Especially the Medusa head he used to implicate me just now. If I were given that thing, I would probably be slaughtered.

The two fought each other for several minutes. Old Hassan, with his masterful fire methods, was unable to approach me, and then he kept hitting fireballs, forcing me to escape and occupy an active position.

I felt that I could not continue like this, so I took a deep breath and tried another method.

Great Void Technique.

When I faced each other head-on, I had almost no chance to start, so I used the elusive method of the Great Void Technique to deal with the enemy. In this case, although the opponent was a little caught off guard, his reaction was very fast and he quickly entered the rhythm. He was cautious and did not give me too many opportunities.

The two of them fought like this for more than twenty minutes, and they were a little tired. They subconsciously opened the distance and stood on the edge of the small square respectively.

We looked at each other from afar, and Old Hassan said, "Heroes are young, and they are really good at it. No wonder they want to covet the status of the ruling man. However, we two continued to fight each other and had no results. It is not the same thing. It is better to discuss it, how about it?"

What do I mean?

He said that in the Tianluo Secret Realm, death is not really disappearing, but just an illusion. If it is not dead in the hands of others, but under one's own sword, it will not be deprived of spiritual consciousness, otherwise you and I will fight three more moves. If anyone wins, the loser will commit suicide and resolve the situation. What do you think?

After listening, I said skeptically: "Really?"

Old Hassan nodded and said right.

I looked into his eyes, and after a while, I nodded and said yes, come on.

The two of them made three moves, and I had to concentrate and stare at each other hard, but Old Hassan pulled out a sharp stabbing sword from a large ball of flames, and then rushed towards me with big strides.

clang!

The two of them tried their best and collided suddenly, making a huge loud noise. I took two steps back and saw the other party's eyes red, and rushed up to fight me again, and had to swing the second sword again.

Slash with one sword.

At that moment, my sword gathered all the spirits, and with the blessing of the sword God King, the essence, energy, and spirit reached its peak. However, Old Hassan instantly turned into a huge fire man, the hot temperature covered everything, and he fought with me again.

Very strong.

When I felt the other party's hot temperature, I was also full of enthusiasm and felt that my third move should be able to break through the other party's defense.

However, at this moment, I suddenly felt something was wrong with that guy's eyes.

My heart moved and I cut out the third sword.

Compared to the second sword, my third sword was weak and weak. He suddenly picked the other party. The man fell to the distance. "I" got up from the ground, looked at the old Hassan who was pressing step by step, and gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to accept the loss."

After saying that, I stabbed into my heart with a sword, then rolled my eyes and fell down with a bang.

Seeing such a decisive "me", Old Hassan was stunned at first, then laughed, walked to me, who had a breath left, and said, "I said casually, do you really believe it? Stupid, it's really stupid, but it's okay, let me harvest the spoils, bring it to me."

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed "me".

However, the next second, his face changed color and he said in shock: "What's going on? Why didn't it happen?"

Swish!

When he finished speaking, Old Hassan's head suddenly fell from his neck, and four rays of light spewed out from his broken neck and fell on my sword.

I, who emerged from the void, stood behind Old Hassan, waved my hand and took back the dead clone. Instead of looking at the other party, I focused on the four colorful lights above the tip of the sword.

Every ray of light contains thousands of information, and I look so familiar to me.

Clothfish?
Chapter completed!