Gu Han looked at the middle-aged sword cultivator and said word by word: "Is your name Yuan Zhengyang?"
"kindness?"
Lu Linyuan was stunned, "Little brother, do you know the old senior?"
"he……"
Gu Han said softly: "It's my senior brother."
boom!
In one sentence, it was like a dragon entering the sea, causing everyone to feel overwhelmed and completely dumbfounded!
"It's a coincidence."
The middle-aged swordsman murmured: "It must be, it must be a coincidence!"
"fart!"
The old swordsman glared at him and cursed: "One name is a coincidence, but two names are also coincidences? Show me the coincidence!"
Look at Gu Han.
With a trace of respect in his eyes, he asked tentatively: "Little brother, are you the new...Xuan...Xuantian Sword Leader?"
Speaking of the second half of the sentence.
He seemed to be possessed by Ren Liu, and he stuttered a bit.
"Hehehe..."
Gu Han said nothing, but Lao Sun smiled first.
Entered Zhenjian City.
It was like he had an enlightenment, and he had made a qualitative leap in terms of structure and other aspects.
"It's true."
He looked at the sword cultivators with a hint of pride in himself, "When I heard the identity of Young Master Xuantian Sword Master, I was... also quite shocked!"
One word!
They have just sat back and watched Gu Han’s identity!
hiss!
As soon as this statement came out.
The endless, torrential river of the underworld has been sucked up completely by the sword cultivators for a long time, and not a single drop remains!
"Really... Xuantian Sword Head?"
"No wonder, no wonder!"
"Without the Xuantian Sword Head, how could he have such supreme sword power that is unparalleled in the world? How could he be able to cross the border and kill everyone?"
"I'm so stupid, really."
The middle-aged swordsman smiled bitterly and said: "I was still thinking about comparing which of the two of them is better...it turns out that they are the same person!"
"Brother Yuan didn't lie to us."
The old swordsman smiled and said, "Fighting all over the world, defeating all the heroes... breaking through borders is like drinking water, crossing borders is like eating... That's right!"
Yuan Zhengyang’s words come first.
I saw Gu Han's strength again.
At this moment, the status of Gu Han, the tenth generation swordsman of Xuantian Sword Sect, in their hearts has risen to a new height!
The only thing that makes me feel unhappy.
It's a sapling.
When others criticize Gu Han, it feels unhappy, feels uncomfortable, and complains.
only……
With Gu Han by his side, he didn't dare to go too far, and his complaints were a bit weak.
"That's it? How ignorant!"
"You do not understand."
Lao Sun lamented: "It's not that they don't have enough character, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to maintain their original aspirations in Sword Town City."
"strictly speaking."
"They are a group of very pure sword cultivators. Their respect and yearning for Xuantian Swordhead is hard to understand. It's just like..."
"Like what?"
"It's like meeting your tree ancestor."
Lao Sun made an appropriate analogy.
Sapling: "???"
It felt that Lao Sun was not a human being, so it criticized Sang and Huai.
From the bottom of my heart.
It also has a blacklist of people who need retaliation.
now.
There is one more name on the list.
Thief Sun!
"Speak of it."
Speaking of Yuan Zhengyang, Lu Linyuan said with emotion: "Senior Yuan is the savior of my family."
"Yes Yes."
The little girl quickly echoed: "Grandpa is very good, and he told me many stories about the Xuantian Sword Head... Ah, that's the big brother, right..."
"..."
Gu Han didn't answer.
He gently touched her head and finally let go of the heart that had been holding on to her for a long time.
Senior brother.
Still alive!!!
"Where is he?"
"at……"
Lu Linyuan looked at the sword cultivators and was suddenly startled, "Well? Where is the old senior?"
Until now.
Only then did he discover that Yuan Zhengyang was not among the Three Thousand Sword Cultivators.
"well."
Hearing this, the old swordsman sighed: "Old brother, he..."
"What's up with him?"
Gu Han's heart tightened.
"He said he wanted to prove it to the people in Sword City."
The old sword cultivator said softly: "My sword cultivator is not a pig or dog who can be humiliated at will, so I guess... there is a high probability that he went to the Sword Transformation Pond."
Gu Han was silent for a moment.
He had faintly heard Matthew mention before that the Sword Transformation Pond was the place where swords were melted and swords were cultivated!
"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 broken swords into gold.
It’s incredibly powerful.”
"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 is happening."
"master."
Despite the scolding, Shumiaozi's heart was still very upright at the critical moment. He scratched his head and asked, "How about we wait for Qiangou?"
"No wait."
Gu Han shook his head, "I can wait, senior brother, I can't wait any longer!"
Talking room.
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 lose their lives 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 being a pig and a dog!"
"Before death."
"We just want to have a good 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 go out. I'm afraid...it will be difficult to lift the sword in this life."
"..."
Gu Han was silent for a moment.
A fist.
He looked at the Three Thousand Sword Cultivator and said seriously: "In that case, you all will follow me to overthrow this Sword Town City!"
"Hahaha……"
All the sword cultivators laughed happily, "We are willing to fight to the death with Gu Jianshou!"