Chapter 1773 My hidden sword is still there! !
Not far away.
Lu Linyuan and Tang Miaoxin whispered something, and also stepped out, saying loudly: "Lu Linyuan is not talented. Although he is not a sword cultivator, he is not a pig or dog who knows how to repay his gratitude. Senior Yuan has done a great favor to my family. I am willing to follow you and fight to the death in Zhenjian City!"
"Dad..."
Tangtang's eyes were full of tears.
"Let him go."
Tang Miaoxin walked behind her gently and said softly: "If he doesn't go, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life."
"Well..."
Tangtang nodded. No matter how hard or tired, no matter how difficult or painful it was, she didn't shed a tear, but at this moment, seeing the three thousand sword cultivators and Lu Linyuan who were ready to die, tears could not stop falling.
At this moment.
In her young heart.
She had a preliminary understanding of the word sword cultivator.
"Let's go!"
After asking for the direction, Gu Han no longer hesitated, and his figure jumped, turned into a stream of light, and rushed into the sky!
"Who is it!"
"It's a sword cultivator!"
"Stop him! What a courage! Capture him! Capture him!"
"..."
At this moment.
The dozens of boundless realm deacons in Du Xuan's jurisdiction noticed the movement and rushed over. They happened to meet Gu Han and shouted loudly. Together with them and their followers, hundreds of people rushed towards Gu Han!
"Get out!!"
Gu Han was worried about Yuan Zhengyang's safety and didn't even bother to look at them.
With a wave of his hand, thousands of swords fell!
Puff puff puff!
Accompanied by sporadic screams, a bloody rain fell from the sky!
"Gu Jianshou, good tricks!"
The three thousand sword cultivators looked at each other and felt that the depression hidden in their hearts for many years was spit out. The various sword intentions on their bodies shone and soared into the sky!
The sword intention was like a rainbow!
It dragged out more than three thousand gorgeous trajectories and followed behind Gu Han!
"Great!"
Old Sun laughed loudly, "My old blood is boiling again!"
Boom!
As soon as the words fell.
The power of the domain flashed and followed Gu Han!
"Let's go."
Lu Linyuan glanced at the small courtyard in the distance, and his figure leaped and flew away!
Boom!
In the small courtyard, an ancient tree about ten feet long rose from the ground. In the shining green light, it had turned into a sapling about a foot long, caught up and landed on Lu Linyuan's shoulder!
"You are here too."
Lu Linyuan smiled.
The sapling trembled slightly, as if responding.
In the previous life.
They met in obscurity, fought together for a lifetime, and were the closest partners.
In this life.
It is the same!
In the sky, the sword intent cut through the sky and whizzed past. Wherever it passed, countless cultivators in Zhenjian City were stunned!
Sword cultivators?
There are so many sword cultivators in Zhenjian City?
Am I blind?
Gu Han ignored them at all, and his speed was as fast as flowing light!
Target, Sword Transformation Pool!
...
Compared to the outer city.
The inner city is much smaller. Rather than a city, it is better to say that it is a huge palace covering a vast area!
The city wall is thousands of feet high.
The city body is square. On the top of the city, there are patrolling monks coming and going. The lowest cultivation is also the Free and Easy Realm!
In the dark blue bricks.
There is a faint golden light, which is obviously different from the materials used to build the outer city.
On the city wall.
There are complex and complicated red-gold lines all over, which faintly turn into a magic array.
There seems to be magma flowing in the lines.
It keeps flowing down along the city wall. The temperature is so high that even the space is faintly distorted wherever it passes.
One after another, the fiery intentions gather.
Through a strange formation, it gathers in a dark round pool of 100,000 feet a hundred miles outside the city!
The pool is full of fire.
Under the fire, there was a pool of golden liquid, colorful, as if it was formed by melting various materials.
The surrounding of the pool.
Some long, some short, some wide, some narrow, some upright, some upright, some slanted... filled with swords!
Densely packed.
The number is so large that it is difficult to count!
However.
Only a few are intact. Most of these swords are incomplete. Some are only half left, some have a small half of the sword body melted, and some have only a small part of the hilt left... Most of them have lost their shape and turned into golden liquid, gathering in the pool.
Sword Transformation Pool!
The temperature here is extremely high.
Even the free and easy cultivators dare not approach too close. Only the occasional wailing of the sword spirits can vaguely explain the nature of this place.
Sword Transformation Pool!
A figure walked from a distance.
He was dressed in linen, with white hair and beard, a calm face, a straight waist like a sword, and his eyes were full of solemnity and determination.
Under the blazing fire.
His figure looked a little distorted.
It was Yuan Zhengyang!
"Huh?"
Outside the Sword Transformation Pool, several monks guarding here instantly discovered his traces and were confused.
"Who is it!"
"This is the Sword Transformation Pool. Which heavenly general are you serving as? What are you doing here!"
"Have you ever reported it?"
"..."
Yuan Zhengyang did not answer.
His speed seemed slow, but in just a few breaths, he had arrived in front of the guards.
"Sword slave?"
Several people instantly recognized Yuan Zhengyang's identity, their expressions changed, and they scolded him!
"Little sword slave!"
"Despicable thing!"
"Is this a place you can come to? Who is your master? You can't even take care of a sword slave. You are such a waste!"
Cursing and cursing.
Several guards came over together.
Yuan Zhengyang paused.
"Sword cultivator, Yuan Zhengyang."
He said calmly: "Come here and get the sword!"
boom!
The words fell.
A sword as thick as a mountain suddenly rose from his body and fell towards several monks!
then.
During Gu Han's battle with Ling Ya, he relied on his profound accumulation to break through to the realm of freedom. During these years of wandering with Chongming, he gained even more knowledge!
As Yun Jiansheng said.
Some people have little experience and become late bloomers, and Yuan Zhengyang is a typical example!
His qualifications are average.
His swordsmanship talent is also average.
Relying on perseverance and perseverance, as well as the tenacity to cultivate only one sword for ten thousand years, the accumulation has finally seen results. In just over ten years, it has broken through to the realm of heaven!
Bang bang bang!
The sword's intention was like a mountain, but his figure was like a sharp sword, and he passed by several guards in an instant!
Thump thump!
Several corpses fell to the ground!
"There's movement!"
"Why did I sense the sword cultivator's aura!"
"Let's go! Go take a look!"
"..."
The movement here instantly alerted the other guards, who all came to check.
Yuan Zhengyang seemed unaware.
Taking one step forward, he arrived at the Sword Transformation Pond.
Fiery fire rolled in.
The corners of his clothes were set on fire, and his white hair and eyebrows were scorched, but he seemed not to notice.
Looking at the densely packed broken swords.
There was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
The sword intent of the heavy sword on his body continued to spread, trembling slightly, as if calling for something faintly!
For a while.
The broken swords that still had some spirituality left in the Sword Transformation Pond began to tremble, but then fell into silence again.
Original Zhengyang.
Not their master.
"Sorry."
A trace of apology flashed in Yuan Zhengyang's eyes.
I understand in my heart.
Swords are purer than humans. The masters of these swords have lost their swords and their willpower, and have turned into slave puppets. However, these swords still retain some edge!
"I am not your master."
"I can't help you."
Sigh.
He ignored the many guards who had come behind him and continued to search.
Sudden!
He seemed to sense something, and a glint flashed in his eyes!
"found it!"
The words fell.
A broad sword with most of its parts broken roared towards him!
Get the broad sword.
The overbearing blazing power swept over him, burning all his skin and flesh into a scorched black.
But he felt no pain.
boom!
With a heavy swing behind him, an unparalleled sword intent that was almost as strong as the sky swept past. Dozens of guards screamed and their bodies exploded into pieces!
Finish this.
He looked at half of the broad sword and smiled sadly, with a bit of relief in his sadness.
"My Zangfeng is still there!"
