Chapter 1779 Live up to the sword in your hand and live up to your heart!
"Senior brother..."
Hearing Yuan Zhengyang's hearty laughter, Gu Han felt even more uncomfortable and silently took out the most precious healing pills he had collected.
"Junior brother!"
Yuan Zhengyang refused on the spot, "You are so powerful, you should know that this medicine is useless to the senior brother!"
Gu Han naturally knew.
These elixirs cannot protect Yuan Zhengyang's cultivation and strength for most of his life, but...
"Can you save your life!"
"What a life is worth mentioning!"
“There are many medicines.”
Gu Han whispered: "But there is only one senior brother Zhengyang Yuan!"
“…”
Yuan Zhengyang was stunned and suddenly stopped refusing, and felt even more relieved, "Okay, okay! I'll take what my junior brother gave me!"
"Senior Brother."
Gu Han hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help it, "Why are you..."
"Why ask the sword?"
“…”
Gu Han was silent.
Silence represents the default.
"Junior brother."
Yuan Zhengyang whispered: "Actually, the moment I came here, I knew that it would be impossible for me to get out in my life."
Said.
He glanced at the hidden sword that was only half left in his hand.
"But I'm not willing."
"I am a sword cultivator."
"Although I've been mediocre and fearless all my life, I've been caught in the old age. Not only did I become a slave, I even ruined the foundation that I've worked hard to polish for countless years!"
"Can……"
“So what?”
"I'm old, disabled, disabled... But before my death, my senior brother wanted to be upright and ask for a sword in a grand manner!"
Gently caress the sword of the Tibetan sword.
He laughed again.
"in this way."
"Only you can live up to the sword in your hand, live up to the heart, live up to the world, live up to the teachings of his old man!"
Gu Han sighed lightly.
Suddenly I felt that Yun Jiansheng did not accept Yuan Zhengyang as his disciple, which was a huge regret and loss.
"also."
Yuan Zhengyang's eyes turned and looked deep in the city lord's mansion, "I still want to see the chicken, it's always inside."
"Master Chicken?"
Gu Han was slightly stunned.
Then he suddenly realized.
It was time for this to be true that the mysterious lord of Zhenjian City and the four deputy lords still did not show up. This is already very telling.
"them."
"I probably want to get something from the chicken."
Although Chongming is weak.
But in the final analysis, having a half-step immortal foundation is naturally the object of everyone's covetment.
"Bold madman! I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"
boom!
At this time!
Southeast direction.
A sound like thunder suddenly sounded, and a figure was wrapped in a thick and huge aura, constantly approaching!
"The mantis arm is a chariot, overestimating one's own ability!"
Same.
Another figure appeared in the northwest direction.
"Damn it to offend me to Zhenjiancheng!!"
A figure also appeared in the east direction!
immediately.
Directly south, northeast, southeast... four figures came together, and a total of seven people!
All cultivation is unified!
The highest level of return to the seventh level, and the lowest level of return to the threeth level of return to the threeth level!
There are the remaining seven heavenly generals!
Behind the seven people.
The dense blue dots are also gathering. With the inner city as the center, the sky with a radius of thousands of miles is covered tightly!
Cultivator of Zhenjian City!
There are countless numbers at all!
"well."
Yuan Zhengyang sighed, "Junior brother, you shouldn't have come here..."
"Senior Brother."
Gu Han's face was very calm and he whispered: "You just asked Jian, but only half of it, and I'll ask for the rest for you."
While talking.
He took Yuan Zhengyang and his body shook, and it had already landed on the top of the city!
"Gu Jianshou!"
"Young Master!"
"Brother Yuan!"
“…”
Lao Sun also rushed over with three thousand sword cultivators, and among the three thousand people, less than one-third of them found their own sword.
boom!
Boom boom boom boom!
Under the violent power of the domain, seven figures also fell in front of Gu Han and others.
now.
Outside the inner city, up and down.
Almost crowded with monks in Zhenjian City.
Everyone looked at the top of the city, staring at the group of ragged sword cultivators, with disdain, contempt, anger... flashing in their eyes.
And in the distance.
There are still a continuous stream of monks from the Sword City who are coming!
"Three thousand people."
The middle-aged sword cultivator sighed, "Yes... how many of them are there?"
He was too lazy to count.
There are countless at all.
"Kill one is enough, kill two is profitable!"
The old sword cultivator sneered: "Kill ten hundred... that's a good business that makes a lot of money!"
"Don't panic, you guys."
Lao Sun stroked his beard and said lightly: "Everything is there, the young master."
Gu Han glanced at him, looking puzzled.
Lao Sun acted more calm than him!
"Young Master."
When he noticed Gu Han's gaze, Lao Sun smiled faintly, "From my Lao Sun, you can take out your trump card."
"What card?"
Gu Han was a little confused.
"What?"
Old Sun was also confused, "Young Master... don't you?"
"Should I have?"
Lao Sun: "…"
Brush it!
The sweat on his forehead came out.
He admitted.
He has the gambling element.
Since entering Zhenjian City, all his confidence, crazy words, and pattern... all come from his imagination Gu Han's trump card!
But now...
He suddenly realized that he had lost the bet.
moment.
The newly established pattern is in a tendency to collapse.
"Who said he wanted to ask about the sword just now?"
At this time.
Among the seven generals, one of them suddenly spoke and said coldly: "Which one is Yuan Zhengyang?"
"I'm."
Yuan Zhengyang spoke lightly, holding the tip of his hand. Although his aura was no longer there, his waist was still straight!
"The humble thing!"
A monk from Zhenjiancheng scolded: "Down from the inner city, you are qualified to step into the foot..."
brush!
I haven't finished speaking.
A light flashed and disappeared into his eyebrows!
Bang!
The body fell heavily!
What?!
The monks in Zhenjian City all over the sky were stunned and didn't know how this person died!
Brush!
The eyes of the seven heavenly generals instantly fell on Gu Han!
The sword light is so fast.
It even surprised them a little!
"Who are you!"
I was staring at Gu Han that day before, and intuition told him that the sword cultivator in front of me seemed to be different from what he had encountered before.
"Sword Cultivator, Gu Han."
"Gu Han?"
That day, Yang took a look at Gu Han's outfit and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are not from my Jiancheng, who brought you in!"
"Matthew."
Gu Han smiled faintly and said, "The subordinates of the heavenly general Du Xuan."
"This Du Xuan!"
That day, his expression turned cold and scolded: "This idiot, it's damn!"
"really."
Gu Han deeply agreed, "So, I killed him."
What!
Several generals were stunned.
"Where is Du Qiong!"
"The two brothers are trash!"
Another general looked at the remaining guards in the distance and scolded: "I actually let a sword slave break here. What's the food for him, the commander of the inner city?"
"Keep the change, please."
Yuan Zhengyang said lightly: "He is dead, I killed him."
Du Xuan, Du Qiong.
A pair of brothers.
It was a coincidence that he died at the hands of the brothers Gu Han and Yuan Zhengyang.