The thunder of the years intertwined, and the Heavenly Monument of Time suppressed it, cutting off everything outside, almost turning this small courtyard into an airtight eggshell.
In the small courtyard.
Feeling the summoning power with unprecedented explosive power and amazing endurance, Gu Han looked calm.
"Eighth Master."
Slowly raising his sword, pointing directly at the ban, he whispered: "We are going home."
Trembling.
Lao Ba, who was huddled in the corner, stood up tremblingly. He didn't pick up the giant sword, but just looked at the time seal in the sky and muttered to himself.
"Home? Home, where is it?" .??.
"Home is outside!"
Gu Han said calmly: "You are the eighth generation swordsman, I am the tenth generation swordsman, Xuantian Sword Sect... is our home!"
Keng!
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword rang out, and a sharp edge suddenly appeared, instantly shattering a monument of time and opening a crack in this airtight eggshell!
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The power of endless years gathered together and turned into a transparent figure, blocking him again!
The avatar of the will of the long river of time comes again!
"coming?"
Gu Han looked at him calmly, without discussing or persuading him, because he knew that the other party would definitely not let him go out.
"This time, you can't stop me."
boom!
Boom!
The thunder of years suddenly became several times stronger, and the figure seemed to have fallen into complete rage!
He swears!
Since the moment the river of time appeared, it has gone through countless eras from ancient times to the present. This is the first time he has seen such a thorn-headed prisoner like Gu Han!
He suddenly felt a little regretful.
Wouldn't it be better to let Gu Han go and give the other party a step up and give himself a step up?
"Regret it?"
Gu Han seemed to see what he was thinking, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said seriously: "It's too late!"
"You remember!"
"I swear on the name of my adoptive father that this will not be my last time here!"
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boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of sword intent suddenly rose above the sword's edge. It was boundless and boundless, and seemed to run through endless years and span the entire era!
Quietly.
His newly condensed body collapsed inch by inch, and it seemed that it could not bear even one ten thousandth of the power of this sword!
He seemed unaware.
Recalling what he had experienced at the beginning of the era, and recalling the sacrifices of Yunmo, Fengwu, Chongming, Susu... these people, the black sword in his hand slowly fell down!
"I borrow this sword!"
boom!
The sword edge only dropped three inches, but the long river of time is already boiling!
"remember!"
"The way home is at the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Xuantian Sword Monument!"
…
Present life.
Within the Xuantian Sword Sect.
After forcibly sending everyone away, the originally lively sect became quiet, and only Pei Lun remained.
He didn't leave.
It seems that he wants to fulfill the promise he made to Gu Han to the end.
"Finally clean!"
Without Fatty Old Wei and Miaozi Qiuqiu, he rarely enjoyed the leisure time and wandered around the sect.
First we walked around outside the mountain gate.
Then I went to the back mountain to take a look at the Xuantian Sword Monument.
at last.
He came to the sword peak of Xuantian Sword Sect. They were horizontal, vertical, or diagonal, with different lengths, widths, and widths... There were actually hundreds of thousands of long swords, which could be called a forest of swords!
These swords.
It is one of the biggest foundations of the Xuantian Sword Sect today. It has been newly added over the past thousand years, but more than 90% of it was left by Gu Han back then.
"Sword head."
His gaze swept across the sword's edge, Pei Lun barely opened his eyes a crack, and said softly: "I will keep my promise, and when Xuantian Sword Sect is in danger of survival, I will take action regardless of the cost.
This time, for you...keep it!"
"After this time."
"We will owe each other nothing."
Say it.
He slowly turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.
He calls himself Sword Greed.
once.
The many long swords on these swords had a great attraction for him. He wanted to take them for himself all the time, but under Tangtang's strict defense, he never succeeded, which made him deeply regretful.
But today...
It was clear that Jianlin was right behind him, but he didn't take a second glance.
It was clear that Xuantian Sword Sect was empty, but he did not take a single sword.
Arriving outside the Xuantian realm.
His old god was there, with his hands in his sleeves, standing in the silence, waiting, not paying attention to the changes in the world, let alone what the final direction of this world would be.
I don’t know how much time passed.
A gust of wind suddenly rose in the silence, and the wind contained infinite sharpness, as if it was made of extremely fine sword intent!
I feel something in my heart.
Pei Lun's eyes opened slightly.
Just opened it halfway.
A brilliant Heavenly Sword had cut through the silence and landed on the field. With the Heavenly Sword's sword intention flowing, the Heavenly Sword lineage headed by Dugu Xin came out.
"kindness?"
Seeing Pei Lun standing alone not far away, Duguxin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this the Xuantian Sword Sect?"
"good."
Pei Lun smiled and said: "It's the Xuantian Sword Sect."
Dugu Xin was not surprised either.
Previously, he had already learned about the boundaries of the Xuantian Domain and even the Xuantian Sword Sect from the three great tribulation masters. With his ability, he would naturally not find the wrong place.
"Seventh Ancestor."
Dugu Yun glanced into the distance, frowned slightly and said, "Just now... someone used the power of the avenue?"
Dugu Xin.
The seventh generation grandson of Tianjianzi is much higher than him, so he usually calls him the seventh ancestor.
"ignore him!"
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Dugu Yun smiled faintly and didn't care: "They beat them, let's do our business!"
The same idea as Kong Fangxingkong.
He wished that the other competitors would fight each other, it would be best if both sides would be injured, and only his Heavenly Sword lineage would be left to fend for themselves.
"Everyone."
Pei Lun cupped his hands and said with a smile: "May I ask what you are doing with Xuantian Sword Sect?"
"oh?"
Duguxin raised his eyebrows, glanced at him a few times, and suddenly said: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
"There's no point in being afraid."
Pei Lun was still smiling, "If fear could keep people alive, then there would be no dead people in the world."
Duguxin smiled.
He suddenly became somewhat interested in Pei Lun.
"Who are you?"
"Merely talented."
"Xuan Tian Sword Sect, sword holder."
Pei Lun always seemed to have that smiling expression on his face, and he introduced himself without hiding anything.
Sword bearer?
Everyone was stunned and suddenly laughed.
"Living in a corner, sitting in a well and looking at the sky."
Dugu Yun said calmly: "The place is not big, but the tone is not small! It is actually ridiculous to detail the duties of the sect master's sword holder..."
"no way."
Pei Lun laughed and said: "They are all country people who have never seen the world. How can they compare to the gentlemen in the city who have seen all the prosperity of the world?"
Dugu Yun frowned slightly.
He always felt that there was something in the other person's words, and he also felt that the other person was squinting his eyes as if he was looking down on him.
"How ridiculous!"
"Really ridiculous."
"I said you were ridiculous!"
"I?"
Pei Lun was stunned, "How am I ridiculous?"
"You look ridiculous!"
"You can't blame me."
Pei Lun thought for a moment and said seriously: "My brother gave me this appearance, and I can't make the decision."