Three Halls in One

Hearing the word Kunlun, the middle-aged man paused for a moment, and said with a look of fear in his eyes: "Since you are from Kunlun, you should know who I am!"
"You? A piece of trash is worthy of leaving a name?" The girl slashed with both swords in her hands at the same time, and a cross of sword shadows rushed towards the middle-aged man.
"Double-sword cross slash? Are you Tan Yun's disciple?" The middle-aged man asked the girl in horror.
"Are you worthy of mentioning Master's name?"...