The great realm of Xuantian.
Several days had passed since everyone received the news of Gu Han's death. The news gradually spread, and the entire Xuantian Sword Sect and even the Xuantian Territory were shrouded in a layer of sadness and fear.
Gu Han.
This tenth-generation swordsman who was the most amazing in history, who had achieved countless brilliant achievements, and who could escape unscathed even if he entered the divine realm... is actually dead?
For a while.
Countless sword cultivators in the region were a little confused and at a loss, as if the faith in their hearts had collapsed again.
…
Outside the gate of Xuantian Mountain.
There are not many people left here. Except for Gu Han's relatives, the rest, including the Donghua family and Taishu's family, have all left.
now.
War King and Yun Fan also got the news and hurriedly came out of seclusion.
"Brother Gu..."
After learning everything, Yun Fan made a fuss like crazy, and then became extremely sad. He simply couldn't believe that Gu Han, who he thought was invincible and like a god of war, could actually die in this way.
"well."
The King of War sighed and glanced at Xiao Tangtang, feeling a little unbearable.
She stands here.
It had been several days. During this period, no matter who tried to persuade me, they didn't say a word. They just held the sword talisman firmly, and the sharp blade pierced the palm without realizing it.
I don’t know how much time passed.
She stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and looked at the blood-stained sword talisman in her hand, her expression showing a bit of stability and perseverance that was inconsistent with her age.
"Master, don't worry!"
"I will definitely guard the Xuantian Sword Sect for you!"
Although young.
But she already has a bit of the responsibility and magnanimity of Xuantian Jianshou.
See her like this.
Yuan Zhengyang was sad, but also a little happy.
"Junior brother."
He looked at Tianqiong and murmured: "You have accepted a good apprentice. Her future achievements may not be inferior to yours. You... can rest assured."
The eleventh-generation Xuantian sword leader, Lu Tangtang!
The string songs are endless, the youth is waiting to be burned, and the past and the future are forged!
…
far away.
The old man surnamed Qi looked at Yang Yi beside him, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
Same as Tangtang.
From the moment he came back, there was no expression on Yang Yi's face. Even after hearing the news of Gu Han's death, he still remained silent and stood there until now.
More crucial.
He and Yang Yi have been together for a long time, and they can naturally notice that the other person's temperament is somewhat different from before.
Can……
What exactly was different, he couldn't tell.
"Young Master."
After hesitating for a moment, he said softly: "The matter has reached this point and is irreversible. You..."
"Qi Lao."
Yang Yi suddenly spoke, "How long have we known each other?"
The old man named Qi was startled.
I don’t know why the other party asked such a weird question at this time.
"Young Master, what do you mean?"
"There's no such thing as a banquet that never ends."
Yang Yi was silent for a moment, then said softly: "We are destined to gather at the Immortal Oracle Academy, and then... we will become destined to join the Xuantian Sword Sect."
What!?
The old man surnamed Qi was shocked, and he immediately heard the deep meaning of his words: "Young Master, you...are not going back?"
Yang Yi said nothing.
silence.
is the best answer.
"Young Master, think twice!"
The old man named Qi suddenly became anxious.
He didn't know why Yang Yi made such a decision, but in his opinion, it was definitely unwise!
The rules of the Heavenly Palace are strict.
Yang Yi still has the identity of the Ninth Heavenly Palace Young Master, and every move, word and deed must be monitored. Although Yang Yi's strength at this time is extraordinary, even if the strongest No. 1 Grand Master comes, he may not be able to do anything about it.
I can win him, but...above the Heavenly Palace, there is the Immortal Clan, and above the Immortal Clan, there is the Immortal Emperor!
Yang Yi's move.
It is no different from completely betraying the Heavenly Palace. How can the immortals give up?
"Young Master, why don't we..."
Just as he was about to persuade Yang Yi not to be so impulsive, an explosion suddenly came from the sky, interrupting his words!
The change was too sudden!
Everyone looked up!
boom!
Boom boom boom!
Before they could speak, the sky shook violently, and nine figures had already landed in the Xuantian realm. They all had white hair and bright heads, and cold and solemn expressions. Their pure white fairy robes were spotless, and variegated fairy lights were flowing around them.
.
Nine Heavenly Palaces.
The nine great lords are here together!
And what’s coming is not a clone, it’s all the original body!
"Tai, Zun?"
The old man surnamed Qi's pupils shrank and he spoke with difficulty. He recognized it at a glance. The old man at the bottom was the absolute controller of the Ninth Heavenly Palace, the Ninth Supreme Master!
An origin third step.
The second step of the Eight Origins.
The coercion of the nine people was connected together and fell on everyone like an overwhelming force!
Swish, brush, brush!
Everyone looked up to the sky!
now.
Among everyone present, only the three of Yang Yi had the highest cultivation level. However, in the previous battle with Man, Yang Yi was almost seriously injured and on the verge of death, and even the Jinglong Spear was cut off. How could he still have the strength to fight?
To be continued...