Chapter 501 The sword head of the tenth generation, Gu Han!
"Xiaoyun..."
Also at this time.
A weak voice came from afar.
Chongming!
"kindness?"
Piro was a little surprised.
Turning his eyes, his eyes instantly fell on it.
"Still alive?"
In fact.
Even Chongming himself didn't know how it survived. After all, Piro was a god king, and the red light in the third eye between his eyebrows was so strong that even the previous Ren Wu and Ren Liu couldn't stop it.
boom!
In an instant!
A domineering divine power fell instantly!
boom!
Followed.
A more domineering sword intent rose up, directly defeating his divine power!
"Master Chicken..."
Sighed lightly.
Yun Jian used a skill to attract Chongming to his side.
Although it survived, it was still seriously injured. Compared with before, it looked extremely depressed, the divine feathers in front of its heart were scorched black, the divine light on its body was trembling, and it no longer looked as handsome as before.
"Xiaoyun!"
Seeing Yun Jiansheng's transparent figure, it already understood everything and said sadly: "You haven't gone back to see her, you haven't found the next sword leader, how can you die..."
Together for thousands of years.
inseparable.
Its affection for Yun Jiansheng far exceeds that of any generation of swordsmen, even more than Patriarch Xuantian. Even though it had known the result for a long time, it was still extremely sad.
"Chicken Lord."
Yun Jiansheng shook his head and said: "I am satisfied to see you one last time."
"If there is a chance, go back."
"Give me a word, just say... I can't help her."
Said.
He gently pushed Chongming in front of Gu Han, "Little guy, you have to walk on your own in the future. If possible, help me take good care of Master Chicken. Sometimes, his memory is not very good."
Say it.
He wanted to send Gu Han and Chongming out of here.
Piro looked on with cold eyes.
To him, both Chongming and Gu Han were ants. Whether they were alive or dead, he didn't even bother to take a look. Only Yun Jiansheng in front of him was the formidable enemy!
"senior."
suddenly.
Gu Han saluted Yun Jiansheng.
"You...forgot to give me something!"
"What?"
"Sword head... seal!"
This battle.
He can't stop it, and he can't participate in it.
After this battle.
Regardless of success or failure, there will be no more Yunjian in the world.
previously.
He had already learned about Yun Jiansheng from Chongming's mouth, and naturally guessed the two regrets in the other party's heart, one was his master Feiyu, and the other was the successor of Xuantian Sword Leader.
At this moment.
The only thing he can do is to help him make up for his second regret!
"Junior, be brave!"
He suppressed the grief in his heart and bowed his head to the end, "I wish... to serve as the sword leader of Xuantian Sword Sect for the tenth generation!"
Hear the words.
Piro's expression turned colder again!
"Chicken Lord."
Yun Jiansheng glanced at Chongming, "Did you tell him?"
"I……"
Chongming didn't dare to look at him.
Yun Jiansheng did not blame it. He sighed softly, feeling somewhat relieved, but decisively rejected Gu Han, "No."
"senior."
Gu Han took a deep breath, "Is this junior not qualified enough?"
"no."
"Is it because I am still junior?"
"no."
"Is it because of the gods?"
"..."
Yun Jiansheng stopped talking.
In another time, in another place, Gu Han would be the most suitable successor to Sword Head, but now... no!
Gu Han looked at Piro with a calm expression.
"Gods?"
"Innate Saint Clan?"
"I dare to offend the great people, but you are nothing like a mere god!"
"Go to hell with your mother-in-law gods!"
He knew it very well.
This move can cause a hundred harms but not a single benefit, but it can pass on the kindness of protecting the law and the intention to protect the way. Yun Jiansheng has already had a half-student friendship with him. Let alone a hundred harms, it is a thousand harms, ten thousand harms...he will do it.
Do it without hesitation!
something.
It cannot be simply measured by pros and cons.
"Be bold!"
Piro narrowed his eyes, and a vast divine power fell instantly!
"You little ant! How dare you blaspheme God!"
boom!
Yun Jiansheng raised his hand, and a powerful sword intent shot up into the sky, directly blocking the divine power!
"senior."
Gu Han looked at Yun Jiansheng.
"Look, I have completely offended the Gods. Whether you agree to it or not, they probably won't let me go!"
"good very good!"
A few words.
It directly awakened the immense pride that had been buried in Yun Jiansheng's heart for thousands of years. Once upon a time, he was even more arrogant and arrogant than Gu Han is now!
"really."
"I saw you right."
I sighed with emotion.
His eyes suddenly brightened, as bright as the stars, "I agree to this matter! You... will definitely be the most stunning sword head of my Xuantian Sword Sect since its founding!"
He is not a pretentious person.
Seeing Gu Han's persistence, he immediately agreed to the matter.
During the conversation.
He turned his palm over, and a blue-grey sword talisman, about three inches long and made of an unknown material, fell on his palm.
"snort!"
Piro's expression was cold and cold. He no longer looked as aloof and indifferent to all sentient beings. He was extremely angry.
The actions of the two.
It is tantamount to provoking the dignity and glory of the gods!
This is something he cannot tolerate!
"The remnants of Xuantian!"
"Everyone deserves to be punished!"
boom!
Boom!
As he spoke, the divine power in his body suddenly went wild, and with unparalleled domineering power, he fell downwards!
Divine power is sweeping across.
Within a hundred miles, everything will turn into powder!
boom!
Also at this time.
The misty clear light on the Hongchen Sword instantly shone to the extreme, and with a clear cry, it turned into a rainbow of light, soaring up into the sky with a vast sword intent that was so majestic that it could almost cover the sky!
boom!
boom!
The divine power was as red as blood and as heavy as lead. It was suppressed heavily, only to be broken through by the sword intent!
Target……
Astonishingly, it’s the third eye between Piro’s eyebrows!
below.
Yun Jiansheng's figure became more and more transparent, but the regret in his heart made up for it, and his eyes became brighter.
"Sword handover."
"This was originally the biggest event in our Xuantian Territory, but now..."
immediately.
He shook his head again.
"That's all, having Lord Chicken here to witness is better than thousands of sword cultivators."
Chongming.
It is of great significance to Xuantian Sword Sect.
without it.
There would be no Xuantian Sword Sect.
There would be no countless sword cultivators in the Xuantian Domain.
The handover of the sword heads does not need to be witnessed by others, but Chongming is absolutely indispensable. Except for the second generation sword head, which is somewhat special, the first generation sword head was found from outside, and the other sword heads were all born under his witness!
"From today on."
Chongming looked at Gu Han with a solemn expression.
"You, Gu Han, are the Xuantian Sword Sect...the tenth generation swordsman!"
Say it.
The blue-grey sword talisman trembled for a moment and slowly fell to Gu Han.
A precious and important place.
Gu Han took the sword talisman in his hand.
The sword talisman has spirit.
A ray of sword light swept across, instantly cutting a small wound in his palm, absorbing a drop of blood, and then hovered quietly beside him.
In an instant.
Countless sword magic powers, secret techniques, and sword skills... fell into his heart.
In this sword talisman, all the insights and understanding of the swordsmanship of the nine previous generations of sword masters are sealed. In addition to the sword stele, this sword talisman is the second greatest treasure of the Xuantian Sword Sect!
The handover of the sword head is completed.
A trace of relief and liberation flashed in Yun Jiansheng's eyes.
"Worship the sword head!"
He bowed deeply to Gu Han.
Within the Xuantian Sword Sect, the sword head has a special status that even the sect leader cannot compare to. Although he is Gu Han's protector, he still needs to salute the sword head.
"senior……"
Gu Han felt so sad that he bowed his head to the end.
boom!
Boom!
At this time, a violent roar came, and the divine power and power were several times heavier than before!
The handover of the sword head is completed.
It is no longer a challenge to the dignity of the gods, but a trample!
"The remnants of Xuantian must be punished!"
"The Tenth Generation Sword Head! Be punished!"
Roaring.
The voice of Piro was extremely angry.
"Sword head."
Yun Jiansheng looked up at the sky and said softly: "Today is the last time I will protect you..."
Say it.
His body swayed and he soared into the sky!
Gu Han, Chongming, and the remains of the old monk were also teleported directly by him!