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Chapter 417 I have a sword in the world!(1/3)

Inside the Holy Demon Cult.

Yan Qianjue looked up at the distant sky with a serious expression.

"Ascendant?"

"Who is the old bald donkey fighting with? He is actually serious?"

"Master."

Behind him.

An elder in the extraordinary realm suddenly spoke.

"What happened!"

"What's wrong?"

"On the edge of the Holy Demon Sect, a lower sect named Blood Soul Sect seems to have had a big mess, and a Holy Realm takes action..."

"You became an elder on the first day?"

Yan Qianjue cursed.

"Do you understand the rules? You have to report to me such small things. Can you just go there? Remember, every grass and every tree..."

"Master."

The elder looked helpless.

"It seems that there is someone involved in this...we all know each other."

"Who is a person?"

"Fu Yulin."

Hearing words.

The elders who had been to the Great Yan border all twitched their mouths, and even Yan Qianjue had a strange look on his face.

King of Heaven!

Fu Yulin!

That is really everyone knows it!

"This little fat guy!"

Yan Qianjue looked greasy.

"What is he here to do!"

"I don't know, I heard from the person who reported that he has come... ten years."

"ten years?"

Yan Qianjue was stunned.

"It's impossible. That little fat man has suffered a lot in Zhongzhou over the years. Even I heard the news... It's bad! Could it be him!"

ten years!

He thought of someone coming in an instant!

On that day, when he and Fu Dahai and the other two dealt with the Wu family, they knew that Gu Han had passed the disaster, but the disaster was special, and he didn't even tell Yu Miao.

"Walk!"

His figure flashed.

Escaped into the sky in an instant.

"Go and see him!"

Everyone was puzzled secretly.

When did the leader care so much about that boy named Fu?

...

Hanshan.

In the deep pit.

"Being a sword cultivator."

Lingya was a little disappointed.

"How can you not even have a sword? Judging from your appearance, you don't look like someone who can't afford a sword."

"My sword?"

Gu Han's expression was dazed for a moment.

This sentence.

It seems to have touched something.

In the mind.

The already withered bud instantly became full of vitality!

She is not dead.

His world is still there!

"I see."

He stared at Lingya, and the blood and murderous intent in his eyes disappeared instantly. His temperament changed and he returned to his usual ordinary mortal appearance.

"My sword is in the world."

"What's the meaning?"

Lingya frowned slightly, and she couldn't understand it.

"Do you want to see it?"

Gu Han stared at him and actually started to laugh.

"My sword?"

"Forget it."

Lingya had no expression on his face, "I think you're still dead!"

While talking.

The holy power in him gathered again!

It is about to fall on Gu Han's body again in a blink of an eye!

Bang!

One palm!

Even though Gu Han still had a lot of extraordinary substances in his body, under the crushing of the domineering holy power, his life was still hanging by a thread and he almost died completely!

"Ahem..."

"My sword is here."

Gu Han coughed up blood in big mouths.

A different aura appeared on his body.

Ordinary and simple.

But persevering.

It's almost the opposite of the previous Killing Sword!

"meaning?"

Lingya was alert to Dasheng in his heart, and instinctively told him that he could not let Gu Han get the sword, otherwise... the consequences would be unimaginable!

boom!

Rumble!

His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he instantly gathered all the remaining cultivation!

This child must not be kept!

"Death Tribulation! It's not that easy to survive!"

While talking.

Slap it with one palm!

puff!

Before the movement could fall, a stream of light suddenly fell from the sky, and with a slight sound, the aura on Lingya's body was instantly cut off!

at the same time.
To be continued...
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