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Chapter 1986 The Eighth Master? The Eighth Generation Sword Head?

 Vegetable garden?

What vegetable garden?

Gu Han was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously looked over, only to see behind the small courtyard, in the vast mist, a vegetable field about ten feet in diameter was looming. The vegetable field was full of green, and the greens and cabbages were juicy and growing happily. They were obviously flowers.

Thoughtful.

His mind was confused.

What on earth is this place?

"Hairless little baby!"

Just when I thought of this, the crazy voice rang again, "Ba Ye is so old, how easy is it to grow some vegetables? You guys worry about me every day, this one comes to steal, that one comes to steal... Ba Ye will beat you to death!"

The words fell.

A figure walked out of the mist.

Wearing coarse linen clothes, carrying a hoe, one foot wet with muddy water, his waist is stooped, his body is thin, his hair is gray, and his beard is unkempt... He is clearly a little old man!

Gu Han's heart moved.

He didn't recognize the old man, but his voice felt vaguely familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Who are you?"

A thought spread out.

"I am……"

The old man was about to answer, but suddenly he got stuck. His cloudy eyes were full of confusion, and he murmured, "Who am I? Who am I? Strange, I remembered it just now, why have I forgotten it now? Who am I?"

who……"

Muttering to himself.

His mood became increasingly unstable, and a terrifying power rose within himself!

Gu Han's heart skipped a beat!

This aura is actually not much weaker than Mu Xinghe!

He didn't expect it.

This weird old vegetable farmer who appeared in this weird place... turned out to be a third-step Origin Realm overhaul!

boom!

Rumble!

At this moment, the giant sword, which was as big as a door panel, suddenly rose from the ground with a roar. The heaven-shaking sword intent was more than ten times stronger than before, killing Gu Han's thoughts.

Lock it down!

This is……

Gu Han was shocked and finally recognized it!

This is the sword intention of the epee!

It is the sword intent of Yashiro Swordshou’s heavy sword!

Looking at the old vegetable farmer suddenly, he finally realized why the other person's voice was so familiar!

previously.

He got a message from the eight-generation sword head in Liu Zhuqing's ancient sword, and he also heard the other party's voice, which was exactly the same as the old vegetable farmer in front of him!

While recognizing it.

He was also very surprised.

The figure of Yashiro Swordshead he saw in Liu Zhuqing's ancient sword was burly and tall...how did he turn into a little old man?

and.

How did your cultivation level become so high?

"ah!!!"

At this time, a roar full of pain came over again, "Who am I...?!"

"Xuantian Sword Sect, Eighth Generation Swordsman!"

Gu Han once again sent out a thought.

The old vegetable farmer froze!

"Yashiro, sword head?"

"good!"

"No!"

The old vegetable farmer suddenly shook his head and said, "I'm not... I'm not... I'm not qualified..."

Gu Han's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly I found that the other party's condition was even worse.

"senior!"

He sent out his thoughts again, "I am Xuantian..."

"I don't deserve it!!"

Boom! Boom!

The roar started again, instantly dispersing the surrounding fog!

Raise your hand!

The giant sword instantly rose from the ground and fell into the hands of the old vegetable farmer!

The former is as thin as firewood.

The latter is as big as a door panel.

The proportions were obviously extremely uncoordinated, but when he held the giant sword in his hand, not only did he not feel any sense of disobedience, but it felt domineering and overwhelming, cutting through everything in the sky!

"Hairless

Little baby!!”

He suddenly raised his head, his turbid eyes were already blood-red, and he stared at Gu Han, "What the Eighth Generation Sword Head! Your grandfather is the eighth, and he is known as Lao Ba! You have to be called Ba Ye!!"

boom!

As he spoke, the giant sword also fell down, and in the rolling mist, it struck at Gu Han's thought!

broken!

Gu Han's heart trembled!

Yuan Zhengyang also cultivated heavy swords, but his sword intention was heavy. However, the giant sword of the Eighth Generation Sword Head was pure heavy, extremely heavy. It was like the weight of everything in the world, but it could not compare with this.

Heavy sword!

With his cultivation... .??.

Even if the real body is here, it can't stop this sword at all, let alone it is just a thought now?

Be willing to avoid the edge temporarily.

But a little unwilling to do so.

He remembers it clearly.

In the message left by Yashiro Swordsman, he said that he had seen the true owner of the One-Zi sword and followed him away.

Obviously.

The mysterious one-word sword owner is in this place where I don’t know where he is!

After seeing the sword monument.

He was even more interested in the owner of the one-word sword. If he left rashly, he would have no confidence or confidence to come here again.

Think of this.

He gritted his teeth, forcibly condensing a weak ray of worldly will, and moved towards the giant sword, hoping to get a chance to deal with it!

At this time, a sudden change occurred!

The moment he sensed the meaning of the world, the old vegetable farmer made a move, swung half of the giant sword in his hand, and stopped abruptly!

It also stopped.

And the opponent’s powerful offensive!

Gu Han was startled.

What's wrong?

"No! Impossible!"

Sensing that faint ray of worldly meaning, the old vegetable farmer turned his head and looked at the thatched house, and then glanced at the sky obscured by the mist, his face full of disbelief and fear.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"How can there be two 'ones'... It shouldn't be... How can there be two 'ones'..."

Gu Han's heart moved.

Two ‘ones’?

What's the meaning?

Just when he was about to ask, the old vegetable farmer seemed to sense something again and suddenly burst into laughter!

"wrong!"

"You are not 'one', he is 'one'! You are a fake, a fake!"

he?

Gu Han's heart moved again, and he took the opportunity to ask, "Master Eight, who is he?"

"He is the One!"

“Who is ‘one’ again?”

"You hairless little kid! You don't have ears? Didn't Master Ba say that? 'One' is him!"

Gu Han "???"

For a while.

He actually couldn't tell whether there was a problem with the other party's ability to express himself or his own ability to understand!

"Eighth Master..."

"Baye, beat you to death, you vegetable thief!"

However, the old vegetable farmer didn't give him a chance to continue talking. He was sure that he was here to steal vegetables. The giant sword in his hand moved and fell again, and the heaven-shaking sword intent came down again!

Just when Gu Han couldn't avoid it.

When I'm about to exit this mysterious place.

A sound of the piano suddenly sounded, like a tinkling sound from a mountain stream, like hummingbirds chirping in unison, melodious, and even more like drizzle and mother-in-law's whispering... The old vegetable farmer's movements froze again, and it turned out to be...

I stood there and listened in a daze.

This is……

Gu Han was in a daze, a familiar feeling came over his heart, and he vaguely felt that he had heard the sound of the piano somewhere before.

Didn't wait to think about it.

A refreshing aroma of tea passed through the mist.

Gu Han was startled again.

He seemed to have smelled this tea fragrance somewhere before.

Immediately afterwards.

A moving voice came faintly from the thatched hut, "Seniors, please have some tea."


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