Yuan Zhengyang had a little more spirit in his eyes, and he said with honor: "My junior brother is the strongest sword cultivator!"
"You think."
"Can anyone be the head of a sword? How is that possible? In this world, only my junior brother can afford the word "head of a sword!"
His face was flushed.
Sweep away the previous decay and decay!
“Yes, yes!”
The sword cultivators were convinced and wanted to lie on the ground to accept it!
"Not asked yet."
Gu Han spoke lightly, suddenly took a step forward, looking at the remaining monks in the Sword City.
"This sword question."
"Just just started."
His eyes turned and he looked at the hundred thousand broken swords hovering in the air. He whispered: "Their hatred has not faded!"
boom!
The words fell.
The hundred thousand broken swords ran away again, and the sky and the starry sky came again. The sword force was so powerful that it almost crushed everything!
Puff puff puff!
The sound of sound came, and another blood rain poured down!
Two harvests.
There were only a small fewer monks in the sword city in the field!
now.
The seven great generals finally reacted, and their hearts were filled with anger and a hint of fear!
This sword cultivator.
Where is it coming from?
"Kill him!"
"As long as you kill him, the rest of the sluts will not be afraid!"
It is impossible to retreat.
The seven people looked at each other and thought about it in their hearts. The power of the domain continued to rise and faintly intertwined, turning into a larger area, falling towards Gu Han!
Bang!
Bang!
The energy kept exploding, Gu Han's black hair was flying, and the bright light was made on the silver armor, and he never retreated without a single step!
"Young Master!"
Old Sun was shocked. He could see clearly that although Gu Han's cultivation level exceeded his understanding, the pressure was quite high when facing the joint efforts of the seven people!
His face turned solemn.
He then came to help.
“No need!”
Gu Han said lightly: "Look at Senior Brother Yuan and the others, so as not to be taken advantage of by these people."
"yes!"
Old Sun quickly responded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked again: "Young Master, do we really have no trump card?"
"Old Sun."
Gu Han smiled, "If there is no trump card, your blood will be cold?"
Lao Sun was stunned and ashamed.
yes!
Where is my old blood!
Be more enthusiastic. Without the young master, you won’t be able to get excited?
Useless stuff!
"Young Master, I understand."
"Just understand."
Gu Han's eyes turned and looked at the seven people who were approaching, narrowing his eyes, "Kill, it's all."
"well!"
On the top of the city.
The old sword cultivator suddenly sighed and laughed at himself, "We are here with Gu Jianshou, not watching the fun or being a burden. It is said that it is a death fight, that is... a death fight!"
boom!
While talking.
He stretched out his body, holding a broken sword in his hand, and flew towards the other monks in the sword-storing city.
“It’s true.”
The middle-aged sword cultivator nodded, looked at his right hand that was empty and regretfully said, "How great would it be if my sword was still there at this time!"
boom!
Smoke.
He followed the old sword cultivator!
"Everyone is a hero!"
Lu Linyuan glanced at the saplings on his shoulder and whispered: "We should not let these seniors beauties before!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure also rose into the air!
For a moment.
Three thousand sword cultivators, no one is afraid, no one is afraid of fighting, no one is afraid of the sword in his hand, they all kill towards the sky!
"Sword cultivation is about culture, ask about swords to settle the sword city!"
"Sword Cultivator He Binglin, ask Sword Town Sword City!"
"Sword Cultivator Cui Wenlong, ask about the sword to settle the sword city!"
“…”
A series of heroic and open-minded voices kept ringing, and Yuan Zhengyang laughed, but was extremely disappointed.
After a previous battle.
He was already in the air and his lamp was dry. His life was barely rescued by Gu Han, but his cultivation was almost completely useless and he was unable to lift his sword again
"I...really old..."
A sigh of regret was heard and Lao Sun felt emotion in his heart.
"Fellow Taoist."
He comforted: "If you live, you will have hope of recovery..."
"senior……"
"Don't dare!"
Lao Sun was startled by Yuan Zhengyang's name and hurriedly said, "You are the senior brother of the young master, how can I regard myself as a senior?"
You are so old!
More white hair than me!
In the heart.
He secretly complained.
"Call me Lao Sun, Lao Sun is kind!"
"Sun...brother."
Yuan Zhengyang is a little old-fashioned and chose a compromise title.
"They were seriously injured."
"The strength is no better than before."
"I hope Brother Sun will do some help."
them.
It naturally refers to three thousand sword cultivators.
"……good."
After hesitating for a moment, Old Sun agreed. He knew in his heart that there was no chance of winning against three thousand and hundreds of thousands.
With his strength.
If there is no intervention in the Return Realm, you can also ensure the safety of Yuan Zhengyang and the rest of the people.
"Fellow Taoist."
Before leaving, he suddenly said, "Actually you don't have to be so depressed. Didn't the young master say that? This sword question is his fight for you!"
Yuan Zhengyang was stunned.
Looking into the distance.
Gu Han was wearing silver armor, and the power of the law on his body continued to rise, as if it was endless!
boom!
boom
Facing the joint efforts of the seven major return realms, although he was under great pressure, he was not panicked.
Above the abyss of broken road.
The hazy and non-existent bridge shines brightly, which is slightly more solid than before.
Almost done.
With a thought, he stepped out and gently stepped on the bridge.
Crack Crack Crack!
The bridge trembled slightly, as if it was unbearable. The cracks on the bridge continued to spread, but... they were not broken!
Although it's just one step.
But just one step away, it seems like you have crossed the heavenly chasm.
Visible to the naked eye.
The power of the law on his body went wild, and it was originally infinite, and at this moment, there was a hint of power similar to the domain!
Bang!
Bang!
The nearly boundless power of violent law swept down, instantly destroying the power of the seven people's domain!
impossible!!
The seven people's pupils shrank again, and they couldn't understand why they, who had the upper hand a moment ago, could not suppress Gu Han at this moment!
"remember."
Looking at the seven people indifferently, Gu Hanlengbingbing said, "This sword is the interest you will pay to my senior brother in Zhenjiancheng!"
While talking.
The black sword in his hand was raised again!
Buzz!
far away.
The hundred thousand wandering swords trembled, as if they sensed Gu Han's intentions, and the sword body instantly became transparent!
Clam!
Clam!
The sound of the golden sound kept ringing, and hundreds of thousands of broken swords merged together in an instant!
boom!
The sky suddenly exploded.
A giant sword that was so long that it was quaint and incomplete, and covered with rust appeared in front of everyone!
"this……"
Everyone was stunned.
"This sword."
Gu Han whispered: "I am the one who gave it to you for my senior brother."
boom!
The giant sword body shook and arrived in an instant!
The sword is vast and flowing continuously, but it seems to carry the weight of the entire world!
"My senior brother likes to use heavy swords."
A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of my mouth.
But Gu Han's voice was still as cold as before!
The words are over.
The black sword and the heavy sword fell down instantly, and the sword that almost carried the world's heavy force fell down with a bang!
The first to bear the brunt.
The two weak generals were directly crushed into blood mud, and the other five also vomited blood together, without any resistance at all.
The weight of the world.
Even if they are just a corner of the world, what can they bear?
Silently.
On the simple and incomplete giant sword, two large seal characters slowly emerged.
The name of the sword, Zhengyang!
Zhengyang, ask about the sword!
Seeing this scene on the top of the city wall, Yuan Zhengyang suddenly burst into tears.