Chapter 1772 Although the sword is broken, the will remains. I am willing to fight to the death with

"Brother you are talking about."

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!

One sentence 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, are two names also a coincidence? Show me the coincidence!"

Look at Gu Han.

With a hint of respect in his eyes, he asked tentatively: "Little brother, could you be 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!

Gu Han's identity has been confirmed!

hiss!

As soon as this statement came out.

The endless, torrential river of hell 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!"

"If it's not Xuantian Sword Head, how can he have such a supreme sword power that is unparalleled in the world? Can he 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!"

Arihara 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 the Xuantian Sword Sect, in their hearts had risen to a new level!

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, it didn't dare to go too far, and its 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 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 and criticized Sang and Huai.

From the bottom of my heart.

It also has a blacklist of people to retaliate against.

now.

Another name is added to 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 the heart that had been holding on to her finally relaxed.

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.

He then discovered that Yuan Zhengyang was not among the Three Thousand Sword Cultivators.

"well."

Hearing this, the old swordsman sighed: "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 vaguely heard Matthew mention before that the Sword Transformation Pond was the place where swords were melted and swords in hand were cultivated!

"Where is the sword pool?"

This question was asked of Matthew.

"Right 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. Extremely 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 sadness and anger on their faces, and they 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: "Master, come with me..."

Gu Han didn't hesitate either.

Then he gave Shu Miaozi a few instructions, "When the fight starts, you take them away in the chaos."

"Master."

Despite the scolding, at the critical moment, Shu Miaozi's heart was still very positive. He scratched his head and said, "How about we wait for Qian Gou?"

"No."

Gu Han shook his head, "I can wait, Senior Brother, but I can't!"

While speaking.

He looked at the three thousand sword cultivators again, "You too..."

"Gu Jianshou, we will go with you!"

The sword cultivators looked at each other and stepped out together, with a very firm attitude.

"No."

Gu Han refused.

He could see that these sword cultivators had been tortured for many years in Zhenjian City. They had no swords in their hands and their strength was only one tenth of what it was. If they went there rashly, they would only die in vain!

"Does the Sword Master look down on us?"

"We don't have swords in our hands, but we are sword cultivators in life and in death!"

"Today, I can see the Sword Master's style and fight side by side with him. This is the joy of life. Even if I die, what's the harm?"

"That's right."

The old cultivator said with emotion: "Brother Zhengyang treats us well. In this battle, he must not be left alone!"

"Gu Jianshou!"

While speaking, he suddenly bent down and bowed deeply to Gu Han, "We have lived for many years and have had enough of this life of being pigs and dogs!"

"Before I die."

"We only hope to have a hearty battle and die gloriously, which is better than living a life of being a dog!"

"I hope the Sword Master... will help me!"

Silently.

The sword cultivator behind him also bowed to Gu Han!

"I hope the Sword Master will help me!"

"Although the sword is broken, the will lives on."

Old Sun's face was complicated, and he said softly: "Young Master, if you don't agree, even if they leave, I'm afraid... they will never be able to pick up a sword again in this life."

"..."

Gu Han was silent for a moment.

He clasped his fists.

He looked at the three thousand sword cultivators and said seriously: "In this case, you all should follow me and overthrow this Sword Town City!"

"Hahaha..."

The sword cultivators laughed happily, "We are willing to fight to the death with Gu Jianshou!"