The old sword cultivator sneered: "Kill ten hundred... that's a good business that makes a lot of money!"

"Don't panic, you guys."

Lao Sun stroked his beard and said lightly: "Everything is there, the young master."

Gu Han glanced at him, looking puzzled.

Lao Sun acted more calm than him!

"Young Master."

When he noticed Gu Han's gaze, Lao Sun smiled faintly, "From my Lao Sun, you can take out your trump card."

"What card?"

Gu Han was a little confused.

"What?"

Old Sun was also confused, "Young Master... don't you?"

"Should I have?"

Lao Sun: "…"

Brush it!

The sweat on his forehead came out.

He admitted.

He has the gambling element.

Since entering Zhenjian City, all his confidence, crazy words, and pattern... all come from his imagination Gu Han's trump card!

But now...

He suddenly realized that he had lost the bet.

moment.

The newly established pattern is in a tendency to collapse.

"Who said he wanted to ask about the sword just now?"

At this time.

Among the seven generals, one of them suddenly spoke and said coldly: "Which one is Yuan Zhengyang?"

"I'm."

Yuan Zhengyang spoke lightly, holding the tip of his hand. Although his aura was no longer there, his waist was still straight!

"The humble thing!"

A monk from Zhenjiancheng scolded: "Down from the inner city, you are qualified to step into the foot..."

brush!

I haven't finished speaking.

A light flashed and disappeared into his eyebrows!

Bang!

The body fell heavily!

What?!

The monks in Zhenjian City all over the sky were stunned and didn't know how this person died!

Brush!

The eyes of the seven heavenly generals instantly fell on Gu Han!

The sword light is so fast.

It even surprised them a little!

"Who are you!"

I was staring at Gu Han that day before, and intuition told him that the sword cultivator in front of me seemed to be different from what he had encountered before.

"Sword Cultivator, Gu Han."

"Gu Han?"

That day, Yang took a look at Gu Han's outfit and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are not from my Jiancheng, who brought you in!"

"Matthew."

Gu Han smiled faintly and said, "The subordinates of the heavenly general Du Xuan."

"This Du Xuan!"

That day, his expression turned cold and scolded: "This idiot, it's damn!"

"really."

Gu Han deeply agreed, "So, I killed him."

What!

Several generals were stunned.

"Where is Du Qiong!"

"The two brothers are trash!"

Another general looked at the remaining guards in the distance and scolded: "I actually let a sword slave break here. What's the food for him, the commander of the inner city?"

"Keep the change, please."

Yuan Zhengyang said lightly: "He is dead, I killed him."

Du Xuan, Du Qiong.

A pair of brothers.
Chapter completed!