"Senior brother..."
Hearing Yuan Zhengyang's hearty laughter, Gu Han felt even more uncomfortable, and silently took out the most precious healing elixirs he had collected.
"Junior brother!"
Yuan Zhengyang refused on the spot, "You are so powerful, you should know that this medicine is useless to my senior brother!"
Gu Han naturally understood.
These pills cannot preserve the cultivation and strength that Yuan Zhengyang has cultivated for most of his life, but...
"I can save your life!"
“What’s the point of caring about a ruined life!”
"There can be many medicines."
Gu Han said softly, "But there is only one original senior brother Zhengyang!"
"..."
Yuan Zhengyang was startled, but suddenly he no longer refused, and felt even more relieved, "Okay, okay! I will take what my junior brother gives me!"
"Senior brother."
Gu Han hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold it back, "Why did you..."
"Why ask about the sword?"
"..."
Gu Han was silent.
Silence represents acquiescence.
"Junior brother."
Yuan Zhengyang said softly, "Actually, the moment I came here, I knew that it would be impossible for me to get out in this life."
Said.
He glanced at the hidden edge sword that only had half of it left in his hand.
"But I'm not willing to do it."
"I am a swordsman."
"Although he lived a mediocre and fearless life, when he was old, he was captured and became a slave. Not only did he destroy the foundation that he had worked hard to build for countless years!"
"Can……"
"so what?"
"I'm old, disabled, and useless... But before I die, senior brother wants to have an upright and vigorous sword fight!"
Caressing the hidden sword.
He laughed again.
"in this way."
"Only by living up to the sword in your hand, living up to your heart, living up to your actions in the world, and living up to...his old man's teachings!"
Gu Han sighed softly.
Suddenly I felt that it was a huge regret and loss that Yun Jiansheng did not take Yuan Zhengyang as his disciple back then.
"also."
Yuan Zhengyang turned his eyes and looked towards the depths of the City Lord's Mansion, "I also want to see Master Chicken, he is always inside."
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Gu Han was slightly startled.
Then it dawned on me.
At this time, the mysterious city lord of Sword Town and the four deputy city lords still haven't shown up, which already explains the problem.
"them."
"Maybe he wants to get something from Mr. Chicken."
Although Chongming is weak.
But after all, with a semi-immortal foundation, he is naturally the object of everyone's covetousness.
"Bold and crazy! I don't know the heights of the sky!"
boom!
Also at this time!
Southeast direction.
A sound like thunder suddenly sounded, and a figure wrapped in a thick and majestic energy kept approaching!
“The mantis is trying to act like a chariot, and he overestimates his own capabilities!”
same.
To the northwest, another figure also appeared.
"You should be damned if you offend me in Sword City!!"
Due east, a figure also appeared!
immediately.
Due south, northeast, southeast... four more figures came together, totaling seven people in total!
All cultivation is unified!
The highest is the seventh level of Guiyi, and the lowest is the third level of Guiyi!
Astonishingly, they are the remaining seven heavenly generals!
Behind seven people.
Dense blue dots are also constantly gathering. With the inner city as the center, the sky with a radius of thousands of miles is completely covered!
The monks of Zhenjian City!
I can’t even count how many there are!
"well."
Yuan Zhengyang sighed, "Junior brother, you shouldn't have come here..."
"Senior brother."
Gu Han's face was very calm and he said softly, "You just asked about the sword, but you only asked half of it. I will ask the remaining half for you."
During the conversation.
He took Yuan Zhengyang with him, and in a flash, he landed at the top of the city!
"Gu Jianshou!"
"Master!"
"Brother Yuan!"
"..."
Lao Sun also rushed over with three thousand sword cultivators, but less than one-third of the three thousand people found their swords.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The violent domain power suppressed, and seven figures fell in front of Gu Han and the others.
now.
Outside the inner city, up and down in all directions. ??
It was almost packed with monks from Jianjian City.
Everyone looked at the city, staring at this group of ragged and unkempt sword cultivators, with disdain, contempt, and anger... flashing through their eyes one by one.
And far away.
There are still a steady stream of monks from Sword City coming!
"Three thousand people."
The middle-aged swordsman sighed, "Yes...how many of them are there?"
He was too lazy to count.
There are simply countless.
"Killing one is enough, killing two is enough to make money!"
The old swordsman sneered, "Kill ten or a hundred... That's a good business with huge profits!"
"Don't panic, gentlemen."
Lao Sun stroked his beard and said calmly, "Everything is going to be done, Young Master is here."
Gu Han glanced at him with a puzzled look on his face.
Lao Sun acted even calmer than him!
"Son."
Sensing Gu Han's gaze, Old Sun smiled lightly and said, "From what I see, Old Sun, you can now show your trump card."
"What trump card?"
Gu Han was a little confused.
"What?"
Lao Sun was also confused, "Sir...don't you have one?"
"Should I have?"
Lao Sun "..."
Brush it!
Sweat broke out on his forehead.
He admitted.
He has an element of gambling.
Since entering Sword City, all his confidence, arrogance, and plans... all came from his imaginary Gu Han's trump card!
But now...
He suddenly realized that he had lost the bet.
moment.
The newly established structure is on the verge of collapse.
"Just now, who said you wanted to ask about the sword?"
Also at this time.
Among the seven generals, one suddenly spoke and said coldly, "Which one is Yuan Zhengyang?"
"I am."
Yuan Zhengyang spoke calmly, holding the Tibetan Feng. Although his aura was no longer strong, his waist was still straight!
"Despicable thing!"
A Sword Town monk cursed, "Come down from the inner city, even you are qualified to set foot..."
brush!
The words are not finished yet.
A ray of light flashed away and disappeared into the center of his eyebrows!
boom!
The corpse fell heavily!
What?!
All the monks in Sword City were dumbfounded and had no idea how this man died!
Swish, brush, brush!
The eyes of the seven heavenly generals instantly fell on Gu Han!
That sword light was so fast.
It even surprised them!
"Who are you!"
When Jiang was staring at Gu Han that day, his intuition told him that the sword cultivator in front of him seemed different from those he had encountered before.
"Sword cultivator, Gu Han."
"Gu Han?"
That day General took one look at Gu Han's attire and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are not from my Sword City, who brought you in!"
"Matthew."
Gu Han smiled lightly and said, "He is a subordinate of General Du Xuan."
"This Du Xuan!"
That day Jiang's expression turned cold and he yelled, "This idiot deserves to die!"
"really."
Gu Han was convinced, "So, I killed him."
What!
Several generals were startled.
"Where's Du Qiong!"
"Both brothers are useless!"
Another heavenly general glanced at the remaining guards in the distance with a stern look, and cursed, "A sword slave actually broke in here. What does he, the commander of the inner city, do for a living!"
"Keep the change, please."
Yuan Zhengyang said calmly, "He is also dead. I killed him."
Du Xuan, Du Qiong.
A pair of brothers.
It was a coincidence that he died in the hands of brothers Gu Han and Yuan Zhengyang.
This chapter has been completed!