Along the way.

The two people who helped Gu Han the most were Qianye and Yun Jiansheng.

Not to mention Qianye.

During his lifetime, he protected his Taoism and was obsessed with killing the enemy for him. Now he has given Xiao Tangtang such a great fortune.

This kindness.

It's not something that can be explained in words at all.

Thinking of this.

Gu Han looked solemn, holding a black sword in his hand, and gave a big respectful gift to Yun Jiansheng.

Not far away.

Tangtang seemed to feel something, and hurriedly knelt down.

Chongming suddenly said, "Call Master!"

"Hello Master!"

Tangtang was very obedient and said sweetly: "Thank you for the gift from the ancestor."

A few heads knocked down.

It became a little flowery face again.

In the air.

The Red Dust Sword buzzed, the obsession phantom trembled slightly, and he returned to the sword talisman with the Mingyue Sword.

Chongming looked dazed.

At that moment just now, it seemed to see Yun Jiansheng... laughing?

Obsession leaves.

It also represents that Zhenjiancheng and his party have come to an end.

Everyone was about to leave.

The cold girl suddenly looked at the earth fire and gold heavenly furnace that had been destroyed, and a strange look flashed in her eyes, "What is that?"

kindness?

Follow her gaze.

Everyone suddenly discovered that something seemed to be floating and sinking in the red fire liquid in the sky furnace. If you don’t look closely, it will be easy to ignore it.

"Who..."

Gu Han's heart moved, and the power of the law dissipated, and the thing had fallen into his hands.

It's a token.

It is about a tiny square, and it is dark all over, exuding a faint ancient demonic aura. The back is the word "Zun", but the front is a vivid figure of a monster.

A single horn born in the first head.

Fierce face.

The blue-gray scales are similar to the appearance of the Lord of Zhenjian City.

Although not an entity.

But everyone could still feel a little bit of evil.

"What's this?"

The mystery of the demon clan was puzzled by everyone. Even Leng Meizi and Mo Chenyin, who were well-informed, could not tell the reason.

Gu Han didn't care either.

I put it away casually, and I had no intention of staying any longer.

He came to Jiancheng from the distance.

It has been three days since.

Looking back at the back.

The hundred thousand broken swords were still floating quietly, as if waiting for him to issue orders.

“From today.”

Gu Han's face turned solemn and said, "Do you want to follow me to fight?"

Buzz!

As the words came, hundreds of thousands of broken swords roared together, the sky shook, showing cheers and excitement!

The broken sword has a spirit.

The old master was gone. After the previous battle, they regarded Gu Han as their new master.

"good!"

Gu Han smiled, waved the sword talisman, and the hundred thousand remaining swords instantly sank into it like a torrent, all of which were buried in it and nourished.

Finished this.

He pondered for a moment and looked at the three thousand sword cultivators again.

"Everyone."

"Zhenjian City has been destroyed, and more than 90% of the monks in the city have been killed or injured. If you are living here, I believe that all the relatives must be worried..."

"Gu Jianshou."

The old sword cultivator sighed lonelyly, "I'll wait, where can I have any relatives to talk about?"

Hearing words.

All the sword cultivators showed sadness on their faces.

Their relatives, sects, and families... have long been completely destroyed by Zhenjian City, and now they are all alone.

"It's better to do this."

Gu Han sighed secretly and said, "This sword city has plundered many resources. You might as well take some of them. With your cultivation strength, you will be infinity and boundless, with countless large and large realms. There will always be a place to settle down. At that time, whether it is to start a sect or a free and easy party, you can do it."

“…”

The Three Thousand Sword Cultivators suddenly fell silent.

"Junior brother..."

Yuan Zhengyang naturally knew their thoughts and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Gu Jianshou."

The old sword cultivator hesitated for a moment and tentatively said: "Why are you going to return to the Xuantian Realm?"

"good."

Gu Han didn't hide it from it either.

A group of sword cultivators looked at me, and I looked at you, and suddenly fell to the ground in one fell swoop!

"The rest of my life!"

"We are willing to follow Gu Jianshou! We will never betray you! I hope Gu Jianshou will fulfill his promise!"

Three thousand sword cultivators spoke together.

The voice is bold, tough and fearless, and the momentum is connected one place, almost shaking the sky!

Gu Han saved their lives.

Their cultivation was given by Chongming.

Xuantian Sword Sect is also their place of faith in this life.

Not to mention.

After seeing the style of the sword heads of two generations, their perception of Gu Han has also risen to the level of faith!

Gu Han was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect them to make such a decision.

"We have nowhere to go."

Seeing that Gu Han didn't speak, the old Jian Xiu gritted his teeth and said, "Please... take the sword head in!"

"Please take the sword head and take it in!"

The sword cultivators behind him also spoke together, and there was a bit of sadness and humility in their voices.

Yuan Zhengyang couldn't bear it.

Chongming didn't say anything, and he generally did not express his opinions on such a small matter.
To be continued...