In the sword shadows like peach blossoms in the sky, a beautiful woman in a purple shirt forced an old man to retreat step by step. Several young swordsmen next to him guarded around to prevent the old man from escaping. The old man's martial arts skills were obviously inferior to those of the young woman, and even his light skills were far inferior to those of the young woman. He was soon caught up by the young woman and now he was already in a turtle.