Gu Han smiled and didn't explain much.
At this moment.
He already understood the true meaning of the name of the Fate Sword.
fate.
That is the fate of past lives.
far away.
The three thousand sword cultivators looked at Gu Han and were also whispering.
"Amazing!"
"This little brother can be regarded as a role model for our generation of swordsmen!"
"of course!"
The old sword cultivator had been to the Xuantian Domain and had seen more. He said with emotion, "This little brother's sword intention is all-encompassing and can't tolerate anything... I can't see through it at all. I really don't know what kind of qualifications he has to realize such a majestic sword."
Sword Intent!"
"I also can not understand."
"It's the same, I can't understand it."
"..."
now.
The sword cultivators' feelings toward Gu Han changed, from feeling sympathy for each other to looking up to him!
"hehe."
Lao Sun twisted his beard and smiled, feeling proud.
"That's natural!"
"The worldly mind that you cultivate includes all living beings in the world. One person is a sword, and billions of living beings are billions of swords!"
"It doesn't matter to you or to me, grandson."
"You and I are all ups and downs in this vast world, how can we have the ability to see the secrets of the world, how can we see the wonder of the master's sword intention?"
Pooh!
The sapling looked disdainful and cursed secretly in his heart.
Sunda is a sycophant!
"Master, this is amazing!"
I scold in my heart, but my mouth is full of flattery, but my level is not good enough
Unfortunately, the flattery was pale and feeble, and there was no trace of Lao Sun's literary flair.
Worldly meaning?
Worldly sword?
The sword cultivators were stunned when they heard this, and then they faintly realized the power of Gu Han's sword intention.
"Honestly."
The old swordsman said with emotion, "But I don't know which one is more powerful, this little brother, or the junior brother that the old brother said."
"It's not easy to compare."
"I think this little brother is more powerful."
"
"No, no!"
The middle-aged sword cultivator who loved telling Yuan Zhengyang stories shook his head repeatedly, "Brother Yuan's junior brother is the new swordsman of the Xuantian Sword Sect!"
"Of course!"
"It's not that I'm belittling this little brother. What is the sword head? That's the leader of the sword. If we really want to compete, I'm afraid..."
The words are not finished yet.
Suddenly I felt a sharp gaze falling on me!
Subconsciously raise your head.
It was Gu Han who was staring at him!
A thud!
His heart skipped a beat!
After staying in Jianzhen City for many years, the sword's heart has not wavered. At this moment, when Gu Han took a look, there was a faint tendency to waver!
"Little brother."
He smiled awkwardly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that you are worse than Xuantian Sword Head..."
"You just said."
Gu Han interrupted him, "Brother Yuan?"
"Uh, yes."
"And the Xuantian Sword Head?"
"Ah not bad."
"What's his name?"
"Brother Yuan said that his name is... Gu Han?"
Gu Han stopped talking.
"Huh?"
The leaves on the sapling's head had a single edge. "Master, they all know your name. Are you so famous?"
There was silence!
The three thousand sword cultivators looked at Gu Han and all fell into a daze.
Gulu.
The old swordsman swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty, "His, it can't...can't be such a coincidence, right?"
Chapter completed!