"Senior brother..."

Hearing Yuan Zhengyang's hearty laughter, Gu Han felt even more uncomfortable and silently took out the most precious healing pills he had collected.

"Junior brother!"

Yuan Zhengyang refused on the spot, "You are so powerful, you should know that this medicine is useless to the senior brother!"

Gu Han naturally knew.

These elixirs cannot protect Yuan Zhengyang's cultivation and strength for most of his life, but...

"Can you save your life!"

"What a dead life is worth mentioning!"

“There are many medicines.”

Gu Han whispered: "But there is only one senior brother Zhengyang Yuan!"

“…”

Yuan Zhengyang was stunned and suddenly stopped refusing, and felt even more relieved, "Okay, okay! I'll take what my junior brother gave me!"

"Senior Brother."

Gu Han hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help it, "Why are you..."

"Why ask the sword?"

“…”

Gu Han was silent.

Silence represents the default.

"Junior brother."

Yuan Zhengyang whispered: "Actually, the moment I came here, I knew that it would be impossible for me to get out in my life."

Said.

He glanced at the Tibetan sword that was only half left in his hand.

"But I'm not willing."

"I am a sword cultivator."

"Although I've been mediocre and fearless all my life, I've been caught in the old age and become a slave. Even the foundation that I've worked hard to polish for countless years has been ruined!"

"Can……"

“So what?”

"I'm old, disabled, disabled... But before my death, my senior brother wanted to be upright and ask for a sword in a grand manner!"

Gently caress the sword of the Tibetan sword.

He laughed again.

"in this way."

"Only you can live up to the sword in your hand, live up to the heart, live up to the world, live up to the teachings of his old man!"

Gu Han sighed lightly.

Suddenly I felt that Yun Jiansheng did not accept Yuan Zhengyang as his disciple, which was a huge regret and loss.

"also."

Yuan Zhengyang's eyes turned and looked deep in the city lord's mansion, "I still want to see Master Chicken, it's always inside."

"Master Chicken?"

Gu Han was slightly stunned.

Then he suddenly realized.

It was time for this to be true that the mysterious lord of Zhenjian City and the four deputy lords still did not show up. This is already very telling.

"them."

"I probably want to get something from the chicken."

Although Chongming is weak.

But in the final analysis, having a half-step immortal foundation is naturally the object of everyone's covetment.

"Bold madman! I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

boom!

At this time!

Southeast direction.

A sound like thunder suddenly sounded, and a figure was wrapped in a thick and huge aura, constantly approaching!

"The mantis arm is a chariot, overestimating one's own abilities!"

Same.

Another figure appeared in the northwest direction.

"Damn it to offend me to Zhenjiancheng!!"

A figure also appeared in the east direction!

immediately.

Directly south, northeast, southeast... four figures came together, and a total of seven people!

All cultivation is unified!

The highest level of return to the seventh level, and the lowest level of return to the threeth level of return to the threeth level!

There are the remaining seven heavenly generals!

Behind the seven people.

The dense blue dots are also gathering. With the inner city as the center, the sky with a radius of thousands of miles is covered tightly!

Cultivator of Zhenjian City!

There are countless numbers at all!

"well."

Yuan Zhengyang sighed, "Junior brother, you shouldn't have come here..."

"Senior Brother."

Gu Han's face was very calm and he whispered: "You just asked Jian, but only half of it, and I'll ask for the rest for you."

While talking.

He took Yuan Zhengyang and his body shook, and it had already landed on the top of the city!

"Gu Jianshou!"

"Young Master!"

"Brother Yuan!"

“…”

Lao Sun also rushed over with three thousand sword cultivators, and among the three thousand people, less than one-third of them found their own sword.

boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

Under the violent power of the domain, seven figures also fell in front of Gu Han and others.

now.

Outside the inner city, up and down.

Almost crowded with monks in Zhenjian City.

Everyone looked at the city wall, staring at the group of ragged sword cultivators, with disdain, contempt, anger... flashing in their eyes.

And in the distance.

There are still a continuous stream of monks from the Sword City who are coming!

"Three thousand people."

The middle-aged sword cultivator sighed, "Yes... how many of them are there?"

He was too lazy to count.

There are countless at all.

"Kill one is enough, kill two is profitable!"
To be continued...