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Chapter 1936

Zhang Shan!

Wen Shu never thought that Zhang Shan, who was a fellow disciple, would have acted so hard on him at this time?

Why?

Wen Shu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with great difficulty and asked unwillingly: "For...what?"

"Oh."

Zhang Shan grinned: "Wen Shu, have you forgotten how the entire Tianlang Gate treated me back then? My beloved wife was humiliated, my beloved son was deposed, and my deity was exiled to the realm."

"Five years have passed now."

"Do you really think that I can still obey the Tianlang Sect?"

A cold and gloomy color appeared between Zhang Shan's pupils, which made Wen Shu's face change slightly, and then she laughed: "Zhang Shan, you can't fight against Tianlang Sect."

A word of disdain.

It even more aroused the murderous intention.

Zhang Shan shook his wrist and his long sword instantly cut through Wen Shu's heart.

Puff!

A large mouthful of blood sprayed out of Wenshu's mouth, and the body of the God Lord fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Zhang Shan put away his long sword and then looked at Ling Tian, ​​facing Zhang Shan's actions.

Ling Tian held his hands behind his back: "You want to take revenge?"

Plop!

Zhang Shan, however, knelt on one knee with a long sword, and knelt in front of Ling Tian: "Zhang Shan, a disciple of Danfeng Sword, wishes to follow the young master forever."

"I just want the young master to fulfill it."

Zhang Shan’s actions.

Not like artificiality.

Ling Tian was surprised: "Do you think I will be so simple, so believe you?"

"No."

Zhang Shan shook his head: "Whether the young master believes it or not, Zhang Shan is willing to follow the young master, not for anything else, just for the young master, you are the descendant of the Lord of Dan Feng Sword."

Single-final sword master?

Ling Tian's heart was condensed, and he couldn't help but think of Mu Yunqian. Ling Tian always felt that there was a secret on Mu Yunqian. Before Ling Tian could think more, Zhang Shan explained again: "Young Master, do you really think that the single-final sword is so simple? It's just a sword technique?"

Ling Tian held his hands behind his back: "Tell me, just listen."

Zhang Shan bowed: "Young Master, the Danfeng sword technique was created by the Danfeng sword saint under the seat of the Lord of the Heavenly God Palace thousands of years ago."

Single-front sword saint?

Ling Tian was shocked again. Before Ling Tian could think more, Zhang Shan said again: "The dispute between hundreds of weapons has never stopped within the martial arts. Within the hundreds of weapons, the three major sects of guns, swords and swords are also popular."

"The battle between the three weapons has never stopped."

"When the Aotian God Emperor saw that he could not stop fighting, he came forward in person to create the magic weapon list!"

"When all parties compete, the long sword won with a slight posture, and since then it established the saying that the world's weapons and swords were the leader. However, when the divine weapon chart was completed, one person held the sword and went to the divine weapon platform."

"The person who came to hold a sword is not a sword, but a sword is not a sword."

"Those who use their agility and skillful transformation to defeat the sword's style, and the most proud person will give them a list of tips!"

"Since then, the single sword saint is named Ji Shangtian."

"However, the good times did not last long. Later, the Aotian God Emperor massacred the heavenly realm. The single sword saint was defeated by one hundred, and killed no less than twenty saints, and the god kings exceeded one hundred!"

"After the heavenly world joined forces to slaughter two people. After that, the single-front sword technique was completely blocked, leaving the world with the only domineering style, which can be admired by one or two."

"The exquisite sword technique is gone!"

"Single-front Sword Saint, the whereabouts of the whereabouts become a mystery!"

"Single-short sword, Qinghong sword lost!"

Zhang Shan's words caused a huge wave in Ling Tian's heart.

Single-front sword saint?
Chapter completed!
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