Lao Qi didn't believe that the small silver hairpin of this white-haired old lady could compete with the double hammers in her hand. The small silver hairpin, which was a few inches long, could not tell anything special about it.

The white-haired old lady pinched the small silver hairpin with two slender fingers and looked at Lao Qi with a smile: "What I said is true. If you don't believe it, just try it."

Lao Qi sneered: "If you can really defeat my double hammers, I will believe you."

The white-haired old lady nodded: "Since that's the case, please." She said, with a smile on her face.

Lao Qi gritted his teeth and gently touched the double hammers in his hand.

Dangdang...

A crisp sound rang out in the lobby on the second floor.

Although these pair of copper hammers are not magical artifacts, they are definitely superior weapons among ordinary hammers. These pair of cooked copper hammers are not only amazing in weight, but also weird and spicy in moves.

The white-haired old lady looked at the cooked copper hammer in Lao Qi's hand and suddenly said, "Your pair of copper hammers are indeed outstanding, but compared with my silver hairpin, it is still not as good as the heat."

Lao Qi sneered, "I just say no, I want to give it a try." Before he finished speaking, the copper hammer in his hand was swept out with the sound of wind.

Lao Qi's right hammer swept the fallen leaves with the autumn wind, and swept the silver hairpin in the hand of the white-haired old lady. Lao Qi spoke very ruthlessly, but this was very gentle. Although he was small and thin, he was a man with a strong spirit after all. Although his opponent was calm, he was an old woman in his twilight years. Lao Qi wanted to be more ruthless, but he still couldn't take action.

Lao Qi's right hand hammer swept across the silver hairpin in the hand of the white-haired old lady with the sound of the wind.

This hammer was just a test, and he didn't want to hurt the old woman.

A copper hammer swept across the silver hairpin in the old woman's hand.

To Lao Qi's surprise, the old woman not only did not hide, but also directly faced the copper hammer in her silver hairpin.

Although this hammer is just a test, its power cannot be underestimated.

Lao Qi's right hammer and the old woman's silver hairpin touched together.

Sparks splashed.

The cooked copper hammer in Lao Qi's hand was swept away, and a stream of soreness and numbness seemed to have passed the electricity. From Lao Qi's wrist, it instantly hit Lao Qi's whole body.

The white-haired old lady was still holding the silver hairpin in her hand. She looked at Lao Qi with a smile and said lightly: "You don't use much force in this move, otherwise your arm will be useless."

Lao Qi was stunned and completely stunned. The white-haired old lady in front of her, who looked weak, actually had such great arm strength. What's going on? Is it a dream? The cruel reality suddenly subverted Lao Qi's imagination.

Lao Qi took two steps back. He was not convinced, and he had to give it a try. Until the end, he would never admit defeat. If he lost in the hands of an old woman in her twilight years, how could Lao Qi gain a foothold in the world?

Lao Qi took two steps back, and the two hammers in his hand slowly separated from each other.

He was just a test of the move just now. This time, he had to do his best.

The two hammers slowly separated, and the two hammers were three feet and six inches apart. One hammer was up and one hammer was down. Lao Qi's hammer move was very strange, and this time it was even more weird.

The two hammers were hanging with the sound of the wind, and they swept up and down toward the white-haired old lady.

This time, Lao Qi used all his strength. This time, Lao Qi took action without leaving any room for him.

Either the fish die or the net is broken!

Lao Qi didn't take the warning from the white-haired old lady just now at all.

The white-haired old lady was still standing there with a smile on her face, and she still had the silver hairpin in her hand. The small silver hairpin was still shining with dazzling light under the dim light.

Lao Qi's double hammers changed at least thirteen times during the attack process. The hammer is a heavy weapon, and any change is extremely laborious. It is not only laborious, but also has extremely high requirements for all aspects of warriors. It can change thirteen times in an instant, and among the many masters of hammers, it is definitely a pervert.

Respond to changes with the same change!

The white-haired old lady still stood still motionless. No matter how the double hammers in Lao Qi's hand changed, she looked at it with a smile. She didn't move, and she didn't even have the consciousness of movement!

After the double hammers in Lao Qi's hand continued to change their moves, he finally came to attack.

This time, the old lady did not use the silver hairpin in her hand. She held the silver hairpin in her right hand, and suddenly pointed it out with lightning in her left hand.

Lao Qi's offensive was like a tide, but the white-haired old lady pointed her left hand and Lao Qi's body was like a power cut off, and she stopped instantly. Logically speaking, even if Lao Qi suddenly lost her strength, the huge inertia still existed, but now, this change is both contrary to common sense and extremely unscientific!

Lao Qi stood still without moving. He was holding the double hammers tightly in his hand. He could see his eyes, listen his ears, breathe his nostrils, his face was rich, his brain could think, but his body just couldn't move. A powerful force tied him tightly.

The cold sweat on Lao Qi's face was dripping. He opened his mouth wide, but something was blocked in his throat.

The white-haired old lady looked at Lao Qi and suddenly sighed: "If I use the silver hairpin, your life will be over." She stared at the silver hairpin with light in her hand, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes became deeper.

She is indeed very old. Whether it is her white hair with frosty head, the wrinkles like a knife on her face, or her loose skin, it proves that she is old.

The white-haired old lady looked at Lao Qi and said lightly: "I am old, the world belongs to you! Young people walk in the world, so be cautious about being arrogant and impatient." As she spoke, she slowly stretched out her hand and patted Lao Qi's shoulder: "If I don't kill you, you can leave."

The white-haired old lady patted Lao Qi's shoulder lightly, and something strange happened. Lao Qi, who could not move, was immediately lifted from her body.

The two hammers in Lao Qi's hand had already dropped. He knew that in front of this mysterious old lady, he had no chance of winning, and he didn't even have a chance of winning. This mysterious old lady could kill him with one move. The gap between them was too big. If this white-haired old lady was in the sky, then Lao Qi was underground. The gap between these two people was more than 100,800 miles!

Lao Qi stared at the old woman blankly.

The white-haired old lady returned to the small lamp. She sat in the chair, slowly closed her eyes, and no longer looked at Lao Qi.

Lao Qi stood in a daze and waited for a long time.

"Old man, may I ask you..." Lao Qi finally spoke.

"I am just a servant of the ten-killing master!" said the old lady with white hair lightly: "I want to kill you brothers. Just move your fingers. Don't even move your fingers, and you will completely disappear."
Chapter completed!