Lu Linyuan and Tang Miaoxin whispered something, and then they stepped out and said loudly: "Lu Linyuan is not talented. Although he is not a swordsman, he is not a pig or dog who knows how to repay his kindness. The old man has done so much to my family."
If you are so kind to me, I am willing to follow you and fight to the death to suppress Sword City!"
"father……"
Tangtang burst into tears.
"Let him go."
Tang Miaoxin walked gently behind her and said softly: "If he doesn't go, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life."
"kindness……"
Tangtang nodded. No matter how hard it was, how tired it was, how difficult it was, how painful it was, she had never shed a tear. But now when she saw the three thousand Jianxiu and Lu Linyuan who looked at death as if they were home, her tears couldn't stop falling down.
this moment.
In her young mind.
I had a preliminary understanding of the word sword repair.
"Walk!"
After asking for the direction, Gu Han didn't hesitate anymore. He straightened his body, turned into a stream of light, and soared into the sky!
"who is it!"
"It's a sword cultivator!"
"Stop him! How brave! Take it! Take it!"
"..."
now.
The dozens of Infinite Realm deacons in Du Xuan's jurisdiction noticed the movement and rushed over one after another. They happened to meet Gu Han, and they immediately started yelling. With them and their followers, hundreds of people came towards Gu Han to kill him.
!
"roll!!"
Gu Han was worried about Yuan Zhengyang's safety and didn't even bother to look at them.
With a wave of his hand, thousands of swords fell!
Puff puff!
Along with sporadic screams, a bloody rain fell from the sky!
"Gu Jianshou, what a trick!"
The three thousand sword cultivators looked at each other and felt that the depression that had been hidden in their hearts for many years was emptied out, and all kinds of sword intent on their bodies shone and soared into the sky!
The sword is like a rainbow!
It dragged out more than three thousand gorgeous trajectories and followed behind Gu Han!
"Happy!"
Lao Sun laughed loudly, "My old blood is boiling again!"
boom!
The voice fell.
The power of the domain flashed past and followed Gu Han!
"gone."
Lu Linyuan glanced at the small courtyard in the distance, then straightened up and flew away in the air!
Rumble!
In the small courtyard, an ancient tree about a foot long rose up from the ground. In the shining green light, it turned into a sapling about a foot long. It caught up and landed on Lu Linyuan's shoulder!
"You're here too."
Lu Linyuan smiled.
The saplings trembled slightly, as if in response.
Previous life.
They have known each other since they were young and have fought together all their lives. They are the closest companions.
this life.
So is it!
Within the sky, the sword intent cut through the sky and roared past. Wherever it passed, countless monks in Sword City were stunned!
Sword repair?
So many sword cultivators appeared in Sword Town City?
I'm blind?
Gu Han ignored them at all and was as fast as a stream of light!
Target, Sword Transformation Pond!
…
Compared to the outer city.
The inner city is much smaller. It is more like a huge palace covering a vast area than a city!
The city wall is ten thousand feet high.
The city is in a square shape, and above the city head, there are monks patrolling the city who are constantly coming and going. The ones with the lowest cultivation level are also in the free realm!
Among the blue and black city bricks.
There was a faint golden light, obviously different from the materials used to build the outer city.
On top of the city wall.
There are complicated red-gold lines all over it, faintly turning into a magic circle.
There seems to be magma flowing in the texture.
As it continued to flow down the city wall, the temperature was so high that even the space was faintly distorted wherever it passed.
A stream of blazing intent gathered together.
Passing through a strange-shaped formation, they gathered in a 100,000-meter dark round pool a hundred miles outside the city!
The fire was billowing in the pool.
Under the stream of fire, there was actually a pool full of gold liquid, which was colorful and seemed to be generated by melting various materials.
Surrounding the pool.
Some are long or short, some are wide or narrow, some are upright or inverted, some are straight or oblique... they are full of swords!
Densely packed.
The number is so large that it is difficult to count!
only.
There are only a few that are intact. Most of these swords are incomplete. Some only have half of the sword left, some have half of the sword body melted away, and some have only a small hilt left... many more are connected.
The form no longer existed and turned into streams of golden liquid, gathering in the pool.
Sword pool!
The temperature here is extremely high.
Even the monks in the Free and Unfettered Realm dare not get too close. Only the occasional whine of the sword spirit vaguely illustrates the nature of this place.
Sword pool!
A figure came from a distance.
He was dressed in linen clothes, with white beard and hair, a calm face, a waist as straight as a sword, and eyes full of solemnity and determination.
Under the blazing fire.
It makes his figure look a little distorted.
It is Yuan Zhengyang!
"kindness?"
Outside the Sword Transformation Pond, several monks guarding here instantly discovered his traces and were startled and suspicious.
"who is it!"
"This is the Sword Transformation Pond. Which heavenly general's deacon are you? What are you doing here?"
"Has there ever been a report?"
"..."
Yuan Zhengyang did not answer.
The speed seemed slow, but in just a few breaths, he was already in front of the guards.
"Sword slave?"
Several people instantly recognized Yuan Zhengyang's identity, their expressions changed, and they started scolding him!
"Little sword slave!"
"Despicable thing!"
"This is also a place where you can come? Who is your master? You can't even stand a sword slave. What a waste!"
Cursing and cursing.
Several guards came over together,
Yuan Zhengyang's figure froze.
"Sword cultivator, Yuan Zhengyang."
He said calmly: "Come here and get the sword!"
boom!
The voice fell.
A sword as thick as a mountain suddenly rose from his body and fell towards several monks!
then.
During Gu Han's battle with Ling Ya, he relied on his solid accumulation to break through to the realm of freedom. During these years of wandering in emptiness with Chong Ming, he gained even more knowledge!
As Yun Jiansheng said.
Some people have little experience and become late bloomers, and Yuan Zhengyang is a typical example!
His qualifications are average.
His swordsmanship talent is also average.
Relying on perseverance and perseverance, as well as the tenacity to cultivate only one sword for ten thousand years, the accumulation has finally seen results. In just over ten years, it has broken through to the realm of heaven!
Bang bang bang!
The sword's intention was like a mountain, but his figure was like a sharp sword, and he passed through several guards in an instant!
Thump thump!
Several corpses fell to the ground!
"There's movement!"
"Why did I sense the sword cultivator's aura!"
"Let's go! Go and have a look!"
"..."
The movement here instantly alerted the other guards, who all came to check.
Yuan Zhengyang seemed unaware.
Taking one step forward, we arrived at the Sword Transformation Pond.
The blazing fire rolled in.
His kick was ignited and his white hair and eyebrows were scorched, but he seemed not to notice it.
Looking at the densely packed broken swords.
There was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
The sword intent of the heavy sword on his body continued to spread, trembling slightly, as if calling for something faintly!
For a while.
The broken swords that still had some spirituality left in the Sword Transformation Pond began to tremble, but then fell into silence again.
Yuan Zhengyang.
Not their master.
"Sorry."
A trace of apology flashed in Yuan Zhengyang's eyes.
I understand in my heart.
Swords are purer than humans. The masters of these swords have lost their swords and their willpower, and have turned into slave puppets. However, these swords still retain some sharpness!
"I am not your master."
"I can't help you."
Sigh softly.
He ignored the many guards who had come behind him and continued to search.
Sudden!
He seemed to sense something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes!
"found it!"
The voice fell.
A broadsword with most of its parts broken roared towards him!
Get the broad sword.
The overbearing blazing power swept over him, turning his skin and flesh into a scorched black.
But he felt no pain.
boom!
With a heavy swing behind him, an unparalleled sword intent that was almost as strong as the sky swept past. Dozens of guards screamed and their bodies exploded into pieces!
Finish this.
He looked at the half-cut sword and smiled sadly, with a bit of relief in his sadness.