Chapter 1781 Brothers and sisters, let’s ask for the sword together!

"That's natural!"

There was a little more sparkle in Yuan Zhengyang's eyes, and he said to Yourong, "My junior brother is the strongest swordsman!"

"You think."

"Can anyone be the leader of a sword? How is it possible? In this world, only my junior brother can be worthy of being the leader of a sword!"

His face glowed.

Sweep away the previous despondency!

"Yes Yes Yes!"

All the sword cultivators were convinced and wished they could lie on the ground and be convinced!

"I haven't asked yet."

Gu Han spoke calmly, then suddenly took a step forward and looked at the remaining Sword Town monks.

"This sword question."

"just started."

Turning his eyes to look at the One Hundred Thousand Broken Swords hovering in mid-air, he whispered: "Their hatred has not gone away!"

boom!

The words fell.

The Hundred Thousand Broken Swords went berserk again, and the Milky Way and the Starry Sky came once again. The sword was so heavy that it almost crushed everything!

Puff puff!

There was a loud explosion, and another rain of blood poured down!

Two harvests.

The number of Sword-Suppressing City monks in the field was reduced by less than half!

now.

The seven heavenly generals finally reacted, their hearts filled with anger and a trace of fear!

This sword repair.

What the hell is going on!

"kill him!"

"As long as you kill him, the rest of the slaves will have nothing to fear!"

It is impossible to retreat.

The seven people looked at each other, and there was an instant calculation in their hearts. The power of the domain on their bodies continued to rise, and they were faintly intertwined, forming a larger domain, and fell towards Gu Han!

boom!

The Qi machine continued to explode, Gu Han's black hair was flying, and the bright light was shining brightly on the silver armor, and he did not retreat even half a step!

"Master!"

Lao Sun was shocked. He could clearly see that although Gu Han's cultivation was beyond his understanding, facing seven people joining forces at this moment, the pressure was also quite high!

His face became solemn.

He wanted to come over and help.

"No need!"

Gu Han said calmly: "Look at Senior Brother Yuan and the others, so that these people don't take advantage of them."

"yes!"

Lao Sun quickly agreed, hesitated for a moment, and then asked again: "Sir, do we really have no trump card?"

"Old Sun."

Gu Han smiled and said, "Without a trump card, your blood will run cold?"

Old Sun was startled and ashamed.

yes!

Where is my old blood!

Try to be more angry. Without the young master in charge, you won't be able to get excited?

Useless stuff!

"Sir, I understand."

"As long as you know."

Gu Han turned his gaze and looked at the seven people approaching, his eyes narrowed, "Kill and that's it."

"well!"

On top of the city.

The old swordsman suddenly sighed and laughed at himself, "I followed Gu Jianshou, not to watch the fun, nor to be a burden. If it is a fight to the death, then it is... a fight to the death!"

boom!

While talking.

He straightened up, holding the broken sword, and flew towards the remaining monks of Sword Town City.

"Indeed."

The middle-aged swordsman nodded, looked at his empty right hand, and said regretfully: "It would be great if my sword was still there at this time!"

boom!

Say it.

The figure followed closely behind the old sword cultivator!

"You are all heroes!"

Lu Linyuan glanced at the saplings on his shoulders and said softly: "We can't let these seniors be the most beautiful!"

boom!

As soon as his voice fell, his figure also rose into the sky!

For a while.

Of the three thousand sword cultivators, no one is afraid and no one is timid to fight. Regardless of whether they have a sword or not, they all attack the sky!

"Swords are cultivated in culture, and swordsmanship governs Sword City!"

"He Binglin, a sword cultivator, asks Sword Master Sword City!"

"Sword Cultivator Cui Wenlong, Ask Sword Town Sword City!"

"..."

One after another, heroic and open-minded voices continued to sound, making Yuan Zhengyang laugh, but felt extremely disappointed.

After the previous battle.

He was already dead, and his life was barely saved by Gu Han, but his cultivation was almost completely ruined, and he was no longer able to lift the sword.

"I'm... really old..."

Thinking of a sigh full of regret, Lao Sun sighed in his heart.

"Fellow."

He comforted: "If you are alive, there is hope of recovery..."

"senior……"

"Don't dare!"

Lao Sun was startled by Yuan Zhengyang's title and hurriedly said: "You are the young master's senior brother, how can I call myself a senior?"

You are so old!

I have more gray hair than I do!

From the bottom of my heart.

He muttered secretly.

"Call me Lao Sun. Lao Sun sounds friendly!"

"Brother Sun..."

Yuan Zhengyang was a bit old-fashioned, so he chose a compromise title.

"They were seriously injured."

"The strength is not as good as before."

"I hope Brother Sun can help me."

them.

Naturally, he was referring to Three Thousand Sword Cultivators.

"……good."

After hesitating for a moment, Lao Sun agreed. He knew in his heart that there was really no chance of winning between three thousand and hundreds of thousands.

With his strength.

If Guiyi Realm hadn't intervened, it would have ensured the safety of Yuan Zhengyang and the others at the same time.

"Fellow."

Before leaving, he suddenly said: "Actually, you don't have to be so depressed. Didn't the young master say that? In this sword battle, he will fight on your behalf!"

Yuan Zhengyang was startled.

Look into the distance.

Gu Han was wearing silver armor, and the power of law in his body continued to rise, seemingly endlessly!

boom!

boom

Facing the seven major forces joining forces, although he was under a lot of pressure, he was not panicked.

Above the abyss of the broken road.

The hazy, seemingly non-existent bridge shone brightly, and was a little more solid than before.

Almost there.

With a thought, he took a step forward and stepped lightly on the bridge.

Crack, crack!

The bridge trembled slightly, as if it could not bear it, and cracks on the bridge continued to spread, but... it did not break!

Although it was only one step.

But one step away, it seemed to have crossed the chasm.

Visible to the naked eye.

The power of the law in his body went berserk. It was originally infinite, and at this moment, it even had a hint of power similar to the domain!

Bang!

The nearly boundless violent power of the law swept down, instantly crushing the domain power of the seven people!

Impossible! !

The pupils of the seven people shrank again, and they couldn't understand why they, who had the upper hand a moment ago, couldn't suppress Gu Han at this moment!

"Remember."

Looking at the seven people indifferently, Gu Han said coldly: "This sword is the interest that you, Zhenjian City, have to pay back to my senior brother!"

While speaking.

The black sword in his hand was raised again!

Buzz!

In the distance.

The hundred thousand free broken swords trembled together, as if sensing Gu Han's intention, and the sword body instantly became transparent!

Clang!

The sound of golden bells continued to ring, and the hundred thousand broken swords actually merged together in an instant!

Boom!

The sky suddenly exploded.

A huge sword that was ten thousand feet long, ancient and incomplete, and full of rust appeared in front of everyone!

"This..."

Everyone was stunned.