Gu Han was a little confused.
He had clearly seen the old blind man's sword.
"That sword."
Chongming sighed.
"That girl from Feiyu took a piece of exotic gold from Xuanji's ancient holy way, searched for skilled craftsmen, masters of formations, and spent hundreds of years building it."
A Xuanji saint with peerless beauty.
A Xuantian sword head, rich and handsome.
A perfect match made in heaven and on earth.
Although the Xuanji Ancient Path is a super ancient force, it is still much weaker than the extremely prosperous Xuantian Sword Sect. The two fell in love, and both parties were very happy. As for the ancient rule that the Xuanji Saint must not be involved in love... But they were automatically ignored by the people of the Ancient Saint Way.
"Rules are dead, people are alive."
These were the original words of the ancient Holy Lord Xuanji.
Gu Han was a little surprised.
"This Holy Lord is quite enlightened."
"Of course it's open-minded."
Chongming curled his lips.
"The previous sword masters of the Xuantian Sword Sect pointed their swords at each other at the same time. Everyone would be open-minded!"
Gu Han:......
"Chicken Lord."
He was a little curious.
"What's the name of the old man's sword?"
"..."
Chongming was silent for a moment.
"Red dust."
The flying rain clouds and swords in the world of mortals are born.
With the breeze as my companion and the bright moon as my companion, I travel through the world of mortals.
This was the agreement between the two of them back then.
At this moment.
The atmosphere became a little heavy, and even the fat man stopped laughing and joking.
Chongming didn't say anything.
But they know it very well.
This love begins with perfection, but is destined to end in misery.
"Both of them."
Chongming spoke again, his tone a little low, "We have been together for a long time, and we can no longer let go of each other. We simply set a wedding date, but just on the eve of the wedding... those damn gods are here!"
"How it came about, no one knows."
"Where it came from, no one knows."
"The purpose of his coming here seems to be just to destroy the Xuantian Sword Sect."
Gu Han was silent.
He vaguely felt that the behavior of these gods seemed to be somewhat different from what he saw in Xuandan camp.
"Chicken Lord."
The fat man seemed to have thought of something.
"The one in the God-killing Formation was from back then..."
"It's not just him."
"not only?"
"Boy."
Chongming didn't answer and glanced at Gu Han.
"Is the sword intention Xiaoyun gave you strong?"
"Very strong!"
"Then do you know how strong he was at his peak? At that time, his cultivation had reached its peak, far surpassing the other eight sword leaders. He was truly the number one person in the Xuantian Domain. If we gave him some more time, Maybe... he can successfully take that step! It's a pity..."
A trace of regret flashed in its eyes.
"There were not one, but six gods who came that year, and the one in the God-killing Formation was just the weakest!"
Six!
Gu Han's heart was shocked.
The higher the cultivation level.
The deeper he felt.
He thought to himself that even if his cultivation at this time reached the extraordinary realm, he still had no ability to resist the arm in the God-killing Formation.
Such existence.
Turns out to be just the weakest?
What strength should the five stronger ones have?
"them……"
"Dead, all dead."
Chongming looked sad.
"In that battle, except for Xiaoyun, the previous sword masters, sect masters, and ordinary disciples... a total of one hundred and thirty-seven people died in the battle! No one was timid, no one retreated, and no one Afraid of death! At the cost of everyone's lives, I successfully killed a god!"
"The rest..."
"Xiaoyun killed him."
Chongming sighed.
"In fact, when those gods first arrived, if Xiaoyun wanted to leave, no one could stop him..."
In a trance.
It seems to have seen that scene again...
…
Within silence.
A majestic figure stood with a sword in hand. Even though the sword in his hand was full of cracks and the white clothes on his body were stained red by blood, he still protected the remaining dozen disciples behind him.
"Are you stupid?"
not far away.
A big rooster's eyes were full of sadness.
"Why don't you go!"
brush!
brush!
…
At the same time, more than ten figures behind him were all kneeling on one knee, speaking in deep tones.
"Sword Head! Please leave quickly!"
"Everyone."
Yun Jiansheng glanced at the sword in his hand and said softly: "May I ask, what is sword cultivation?"
"Keep moving forward!"
"Live to die!"
Everyone suppressed their grief and answered in unison.
"good."
Yun Jiansheng nodded.
"As a sword cultivator, why should we fear life and death?"
"As the leader of the Xuantian Sword, I am supposed to guard the sect and protect my fellow sects. How can I escape alone and survive in this world?"
"The sword can be broken, but the sword bone cannot be broken!"
opposite.
Four giants standing ten thousand feet high stand in silence.
Six arms and three eyes.
The whole body was surrounded by red light, and his face was cold and indifferent to all living beings.
"today."
The giant in the center spoke slowly, his voice without any emotion.
"Xuan Tian shall be destroyed!"
"Fellow fellow disciples."
Yun Jiansheng seemed unaware and slowly raised the Hongchen Sword.
"Follow me...kill the enemy!"
"I will obey the orders of the sword head!"
With determination in their eyes, a dozen people dragged their mutilated bodies, burned them completely, and rushed towards the remaining four protoss as if they were ready to die!
boom!
boom!
…
The sword intent goes wild, and the divine power trembles!
"Jianshou, I'll go too!"
"It's a life worth getting to know Jian Shou!"
"Fellow disciples, see you on the road to Huangquan!"
"..."
The final explosion of more than ten people successfully tore a hole in the overbearing divine power that spread throughout the void!
immediately!
A figure is coming with a sword to kill!
Very small stature.
For the huge protoss, it is only as big as dust.
only.
Just this dust, but there is a domineering and unparalleled sword in the body, which seems to be able to cut the sky and destroy the earth!
"Roar!"
A roar sounded!
The figure instantly disappeared into the brows and eyes of a god!
The sword intent was scattered in all directions.
The body of the God Clan disintegrated inch by inch and turned into a sky full of red mist, completely wrapping his figure in it!
"Human race."
The death of a companion.
The protoss in the middle didn't move at all, and his voice remained cold and cold.
"You did your best."
boom!
His big hand pressed down instantly!
In an instant!
The endless red mist rolled continuously and was directly compressed within three feet, like a mountain, pressing down on the crumbling Yun Jiansheng!
boom!
boom!
Visible to the naked eye.
The sword body of Hongchen Sword also disintegrated inch by inch.
Yun Jiansheng said nothing.
The arm trembled slightly, but was raised firmly. The sword intent around him became more and more violent. Not only did the red mist stop its falling, it even had a faint tendency to collapse.
The sword is full of silence.
Raise your hands to shake the power of God!
"Human race."
first.
There was a bit of solemnity in the eyes of the protoss.
"your name."
"Xuan Tian Sword Head, Yun Jian Sheng!"
boom!
The words fell.
A ray of sword light suddenly rose up, illuminating the silence and dispersing the halo that shrouded the gods!
A sword flew across the air.
Shaking the heaven and earth!
…
On Yan Qi's back.
Chongming sighed softly, "After the outbreak, he ran out of energy and led me to chase the last protoss here... You should all know what happened next."
"Chicken Lord."
Yan Qi was a little puzzled.
"Where are the subordinate sects of Xuantian Sword Sect?"
"them?"
Chongming sneered.
"A large part of them added insult to injury and took advantage of the attack of the Gods to snatch the sword stele directly. Some of them were neutral and watched. Only a very small number were willing to advance and retreat with the Xuantian Sword Sect, but they were stopped by Xiaoyun. With that kind of strength... facing the gods, we will die as many as we come!"
Gu Han felt a little heavy.
Xuandan Camp.
Xuantian Sword Cultivator.
Although the two are millions of years apart, or even longer, when facing the gods, their characteristics are surprisingly similar.
Resist till the end.
Never regret it!
"Chicken Lord."
He took a deep breath.
"That sword monument, I..."
"never mind."
Chongming suddenly shook his head and interrupted him, "This matter is because Master Ji didn't think it through well. Don't mention it again."
Gu Han remained silent.
But he secretly decided in his heart that after helping Fu Dahai get the longevity fruit, he would go to the forbidden area again!
well……
The fat man sighed.
I misjudged it. Master Ji’s fishing method is even better. Those who are willing to take the bait will take the bait!
…
Central Taoist Palace.
In a quiet and elegant quiet room, two old men in black robes sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, facing each other.
suddenly.
A respectful voice came from outside.
"Two venerable sirs, there is still half a day before the longevity fruit matures. I wonder... how to distribute it?"
The two opened their eyes.
"Those who rank among the top three on the gold list will receive the longevity fruit."
