Chapter 1772 Although the sword is broken, the will will last forever. I am willing to fight to the death with Gu Jianshou!
"You are talking about Brother Yuan."
Gu Han looked at the middle-aged sword cultivator and said word by word: "Is it called Yuan Zhengyang?"
"kindness?"
Lu Linyuan was stunned, "Little brother, do you know Senior Yuan?"
"he……"
Gu Han whispered: "It's my senior brother."
boom!
One sentence is like a dragon entering the sea, which makes everyone feel overwhelmed and completely stunned!
"It's a coincidence."
The middle-aged sword cultivator murmured: "It must be yes, it must be a coincidence!"
"fart!"
The old sword cultivator glared at him and cursed: "One name is a coincidence, is it also a coincidence? You coincidentally show me one!"
Looking at Gu Han.
With a hint of respect in his eyes, he tentatively said: "Little brother, can you be the new... Xuan... Xuantian Sword Head?"
Speaking of the second half.
He was like Ren Liu possessed, and he was stuttering a little.
“Hahaha…”
Gu Han didn't say anything, Lao Sun smiled first.
Enter Zhenjian City.
He seemed to have learned his skills, and he had a qualitative leap in both the pattern and other aspects.
"To be honest."
He looked at the sword cultivators, with a hint of arrogance in his self-pride, "When I heard the identity of the young master Xuantian sword head, I was also... quite shocked!"
One sentence!
I have already sat down and watched Gu Han’s identity!
hiss!
As soon as this statement comes out.
The endless flow of the Yellow Spring River was sucked completely by the sword cultivators for a long time, and no drops remained!
"It's really... Xuantian Sword Head?"
"No wonder, no wonder!"
"If it is not the Xuantian sword head, how can we have such a supreme sword intent that is unique in the world? We can cross the border and return to the same place?"
"I'm so stupid, really."
The middle-aged sword cultivator smiled bitterly and said, "I actually thought about comparing which of them is better... It turns out that they are the same person!"
"Brother Yuan didn't lie to us."
The old sword cultivator smiled, "Turn the battles in all the worlds and destruction, defeating all the heroes... Breaking the realm is like drinking water, crossing the realm is like eating... That's right!"
If there is Yuan Zhengyang's words, it is in front of it.
I also saw Gu Han's strength.
At this moment, Gu Han, the ten-generation sword head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, has risen to a new height in their hearts!
The only thing that doesn't feel good.
It's a sapling.
When others whisper Gu Han, it will feel unhappy, feel uncomfortable, and will complain.
only……
With Gu Han by his side, it dared not go too far, and the complaints were a little pale and powerless.
"That's it? I really don't know!"
"You don't understand."
Lao Sun sighed and said, "It's not that they are not very good at heart, otherwise they wouldn't be in Zhenjian City and they can still maintain their original intentions."
“Strictly speaking.”
"They are a group of very pure sword cultivators. Their respect and yearning for Xuantian sword head is hard to understand, just like..."
"What's like?"
"It's like you met your tree ancestor."
Lao Sun made an appropriate example.
Seedlings: "???"
It felt that Lao Sun was not a human being, and he criticized the mulberry and slandered the scoundrel.
In the heart.
It also has a blacklist that needs retaliation.
now.
Another name is added on the list.
Sun Thief!
"Speaking of it."
When talking about Yuan Zhengyang, Lu Linyuan sighed: "Senior Yuan is the savior of my family."
“Yes, yes.”
The little girl quickly echoed: "Grandpa is very good and very good. She also told me a lot of stories about Xuantian sword head...ah, it's big brother, are you right..."
“…”
Gu Han didn't answer.
I gently touched her head, and the heart I always held was finally let go of most of her.
Senior brother.
Still alive!!!
"Where is him?"
“Just…”
Lu Linyuan looked at the sword cultivators and was suddenly stunned, "Huh? Where is Senior Yuan?"
Until now.
He only realized that Yuan Zhengyang was not among the three thousand sword cultivators.
"well."
Hearing this, the old sword cultivator sighed, "Brother Yuan..."
"What's wrong with him?"
Gu Han felt nervous.
"He said he wanted to prove to the people in Zhenjian City."
The old sword cultivator whispered: "Our sword cultivator is not a pig or dog who can insult you at will, so I guess... he has a high probability of going to the sword transformation pool."
Gu Han was silent for a moment.
He had vaguely heard Matthew mention that the sword transformation pool was the place where the swords in the hands of the sword cultivators were dissolved!
"Where is the Sword Pool!"
This sentence is asked by Matthew.
“It’s on the edge of the inner city.”
Matthew said respectfully: "In the inner city, there is a earth fire, gold-tonifying furnace, and a sword-making pool, which is the extension of this heaven-tonifying furnace. Although its power is only one percent of the heaven-toning furnace, it can melt gold-toning swords.
Very powerful.”
"An ordinary sword."
"At most, one or two years, it will be completely melted away. Even those swords that have self-generated spirituality will not last for a hundred years."
Some words.
The sword cultivators showed sadness and anger on their faces, and secretly clenched their fists.
Their swords.
It's also in the Sword Transformation Pool!
"well."
The old sword cultivator sighed and said sadly: "Brother Yuan, you should be looking for your broken Tibetan sword."
"Take me over!"
Gu Han glanced at Matthew coldly.
"yes!"
Matthew always looks like a respectful puppet and said, "Young Master, follow me..."
Gu Han didn't hesitate either.
Then he gave Shu Wuzi a few instructions, "Fighting up later, you can take them away while the chaos."
"master."
No matter how much he scolded, at the critical moment, Shu Shaozi's heart was still very positive, and he scratched his head, "Why don't we wait for thousands of dogs?"
"No more waiting."
Gu Han shook his head, "I can wait, senior brother, I can't wait!"
While talking.
He glanced at the Three Thousand Sword Cultivators again, "You guys too..."
"Gu Jianshou, let's go with you!"
The sword cultivators looked at each other and stepped out together, with an extremely firm attitude.
"no."
Gu Han refused.
He could see that these sword cultivators have suffered a lot in the Jiancheng for many years, without swords in their hands, and they are not as strong as one in ten. Going rashly will only give up their lives in vain!
"Does the sword leader look down on us?"
"We don't have a sword in our hands, but we are sword cultivators in our lives, and we are also sword cultivators in our lives!"
"Today I can see the style of the sword head and fight side by side with the sword head. This is a happy life, so why not even die?"
"good."
The old monk sighed: "Brother Zhengyang treats us well. In this battle, we must not let him be alone!"
"Gu Jianshou!"
While speaking, he suddenly bent down and bowed his body, bowing deeply to Gu Han, "We have been living for many years and have been fed up with this life as a pig or dog!"
"Before dying."
"We just want to have a happy battle and die vigorously, so as to live a life of slutty!"
"Looking at the sword head...to fulfill it!"
Silently.
The sword cultivator behind him also bowed to Gu Han!
"Look at the sword head to fulfill it!"
"Although the sword is broken, the mind lasts forever."
Old Sun looked complicated and said softly: "Young Master, if you don't agree, they will go out, and I'm afraid... it will be difficult for them to lift their swords in this life."
“…”
Gu Han was silent for a moment.
A clasp your fists.
He looked at the Sanqian Sword Cultivator and said seriously: "Since that's the case, you guys will follow me and overturn this sword city!"
"Hahaha……"
The sword cultivators laughed happily, "We are willing to fight to the death with Gu Jianshou!"