"Where is the sword pool?"
This sentence was asked by Matthew.
"On the edge of the inner city."
Matthew said respectfully, "In the inner city, there is a heavenly furnace where earth fire melts into gold. The Sword Transformation Pond is an extension of this heavenly furnace. Although its power is only one percent of that of the heavenly furnace, it can melt gold into broken swords. Its power is
Very big."
"An ordinary sword."
"It will be completely dissolved in a year and a half at most. Even those swords that are spiritually self-generated cannot survive a hundred years."
A few words.
He said that all the sword cultivators had expressions of grief and anger on their faces, and secretly clenched their fists.
their swords.
Also in the Huajian Pond!
"well."
The old swordsman sighed and said sadly, "Brother, I should be looking for my broken Hidden Edge Sword."
"Take me there!"
Gu glanced at Matthew coldly.
"yes!"
Matthew always looked like a respectful puppet, saying, "Sir, come with me..."
Gu Han didn't hesitate either.
Then he gave some instructions to Shumiaozi, "When a fight breaks out, you can take them away while the chaos breaks out."
"master."
Scolding and scolding, at the critical moment
At this moment, Shumiaozi's heart was still very upright. He scratched his head and said, "How about we wait for Qiangou?"
"No wait."
Gu Han shook his head, "I can wait, senior brother, I can't wait any longer!"
During the conversation.
He glanced at Sanqian Sword Cultivator again, "You also..."
"Gu Jianshou, we will go with you!"
All the sword cultivators looked at each other and stepped out together with extremely firm attitudes.
"no."
Gu Han refused.
He could see that these sword cultivators had been tortured for many years in Sword City. They had no swords in their hands and their strength was very low. If they went there rashly, they would only die in vain!
"Does Jian Shou look down on us?"
"We don't have swords in our hands, but we are sword cultivators in life, and we are sword cultivators in death!"
"Today I can see the grace of the sword head and fight side by side with the sword head. This is a happy event in life, so why not die?"
"good."
The old monk sighed with emotion, "Brother Zhengyang treats us well. We must not let him fight this battle alone!"
"Gu Jianshou!"
As he spoke, he suddenly bent over and bowed deeply to Gu Han, "I have lived for many years and have had enough of living like a pig and dog!"
"Before death."
"We just want to have a hearty fight and die vigorously, which is better than living in a cowardly way!"
"Looking at the sword's head... it will come true!"
In silence.
The sword cultivator behind him also bowed to Gu Han!
"I hope the sword will come true!"
"Although the sword is broken, the intention will remain forever."
Lao Sun looked complicated and said softly, "Sir, if you don't agree, they will leave. I'm afraid...it will be difficult to lift the sword in this life."
"..."
Gu Han was silent for a moment.
A fist.
Looking at Sanqian Sword Cultivator, he said seriously, "In that case, you all will follow me to overthrow this Sword City!"
"Hahaha……"
All the sword cultivators laughed happily, "We are willing to fight to the death with Gu Jianshou!"
Chapter completed!