The legendary Sword Demon actually has only one left arm, and his right arm seems to have been severed, leaving an empty sleeve. His face is aged, weathered, with many wrinkles, and his hair is disheveled over his shoulders, looking just like a beggar on the street, quite pathetic.
Ye Xuan really could not associate such a man with the Sword Demon.
"Are you the Sword Demon?"
Ye Xuan was skeptical about the man's identity, so he tentatively asked.
"Yes."
The figure nodded, appearing very weathered, but his eyes were exceptionally bright. He stared seriously at Ye Xuan and said, "You need to learn swordsmanship from me. Only when you can defeat me, can you leave."
"Defeat you?"
Ye Xuan chuckled bitterly a few times.
