Chapter 1868 Gu Han VS Gan Lu?
"Palace Master..."
At this time, a sad and weak voice came over.
not far away.
A disciple of Star Sword Palace, covered in blood, stumbled to Pei Qingguang, "Our Star Sword Palace..."
This person.
He is also the only remaining Star Sword Palace disciple.
The remaining.
They were all killed by the combined efforts of 40,000 sword cultivators.
"explain!!"
Pei Qingguang gritted his teeth and said, "What on earth happened!!"
"yes……"
In a deep voice, the disciple explained the cause and effect of the incident.
The more you listen.
Pei Qingguang's body trembled more and more.
Only then did he discover it.
Not only his son Pei Xiaoyu died, but also two elders, and... the elite disciples of the younger generation of Star Sword Palace!
Except for this one.
Not one of them survived!
His vision went dark and he almost fainted on the spot.
For Star Sword Palace.
This is a huge loss that breaks our muscles and bones!
Within the sky.
On board the starships, those who came to watch the ceremony were all silent and had strange expressions on their faces.
original.
They were coming to watch the sword fighting competition.
But now, the sword fighting conference seems to have... turned into a funeral gathering?
Looked at Gu Han again.
They looked incredulous, never expecting that Gu Han could do all this alone!
This young man.
Who is it and where did it come from?
At the moment of confusion.
The Star Sword Palace disciple had already revealed Gu Han's identity.
Xuantian Sword Sect, the tenth generation sword leader!
What?
Pei Qingguang was startled and subconsciously looked at Gu Han.
he.
Is it Xuantian Sword Head?
Boom!
This news was no less than a thunderbolt, causing everyone to explode on the spot regardless of their identity.
"Xuantian Sword Head?"
"How can it be?"
"The Xuantian Sword Sect was destroyed thousands of years ago. Where is the sword head?"
"that is!"
"Even the ninth-generation sword head is gone, where did this tenth-generation sword head come from?"
"..."
Everyone was talking a lot, wondering and secretly judging Gu Han's identity.
"Sword head!"
Also at this time.
After tens of thousands of sword cultivators took care of the disciples of the Star Sword Palace, they all sheathed their swords and bowed respectfully to Gu Han. The admiration and fanaticism in their eyes was even greater than before!
Everyone was stunned.
The sound of the sword's head had almost completely confirmed Gu Han's identity.
They are clear.
The only one who can make tens of thousands of sword cultivators be so respectful and call him Jianshou with such sincerity is Xuantian Sword Master, and no one else can!
…
"Xuantian Sword Head?"
Pei Lun's eyes lit up, and a trace of excitement and greed flashed deep in his eyes.
first.
His eyes were fully open.
certainly.
Still a seam.
…
Brush it!
In the Qian clan, Gan Mo's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and deep in his eyes, there was a faint cold light!
Does the Xuantian Sword Sect still have successors?
…
Another place.
The leader of the Inhumans had no expression on his face, but the eight black lines on his arms dimly lit up for a moment!
Xuantian Sword Sect, indeed, there are still some evildoers left!
…
Behind the crowd.
Shi Feiyu stood behind Shi Xu with a sense of loss, his beautiful eyes full of despair and death.
The first time I came.
She searched everywhere...but after all she couldn't find that familiar figure, and her last glimmer of hope was shattered.
At this moment, he suddenly heard Gu Han's identity.
Her heart trembled, and there was some hope in her eyes again, and before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face.
The inheritance rules of the sword head.
She was more familiar than the rest.
If Gu Han is really the tenth generation swordsman, he must have met Yun Jiansheng and must know his whereabouts!
"You're back."
Staring at Gu Han in the distance, her eyes were full of sorrow and she murmured: "But what about him...why didn't he come back..."
aside.
Shi Wenyue also stared at Gu Han, suddenly feeling that Gan Lu beside him was useless again.
not far away.
Qianlang's face was ashen, his hands were clenched, and a burst of jealousy rose into the sky!
"Feiyu, don't forget your current identity!"
"Third uncle, calm down."
Seeing Shi Wenyue's expression, Qian Lu also felt a trace of jealousy in his heart. He couldn't help but said: "So what if he is the Xuantian Sword Leader? What kind of trouble can he make by himself? Our Qian clan can't Afraid of him!"
brush!
While talking.
His body flashed and he instantly landed opposite Gu Han.
"Are you the Judai Swordsman?"
"kindness?"
Looking at Qian Lu who suddenly appeared, Gu Han frowned slightly, "Who are you?"
"snort!"
A member of the Qian tribe said coldly: "This is my young master of the Qian tribe, Gan Lu!"
"Good name!"
Gu Han couldn't help but praise.
Qian Lu ignored his teasing and said calmly: "You said you are Xuantian Swordsman? Do you have any evidence?"
"Who are you? You!"
Tangtang said angrily: "Why should my master give you proof!"
"No evidence?"
Qian Lu said calmly: "Then I have a solution here. Are you willing to try it?"
"What?"
"Let me test your quality."
This move.
Qian Lu also thinks about himself.
From the beginning.
There was a fire in his heart.
As the young master of the Gan clan and a young genius, he should have been brilliant, but first there were the Pei Lun brothers, and then there was Gu Han, which made him look ordinary.
He felt.
Even if his cultivation was weaker, he had the ability and qualifications to be on par with Gu Han and the other two!
He felt even more.
Even if he was really defeated, he could still fight with prestige and momentum!
Gu Han suddenly laughed.
Not only him.
The tens of thousands of sword cultivators behind him also laughed, and their eyes looking at Gan Lu were full of love for the fool.
"What are you laughing at!"
Gan Lu's face suddenly darkened.
"Do you have a father?"
Gu Han suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?"
Gan Lu's face became even darker.
"You can't."
Gu Han said lightly: "You have to ask your father to come."
Hearing this.
The faces of the Gan clan members also darkened, and Gan Rong's eyes were even more murderous.
"Arrogant!"
"Let's see."
Gan Mo was not angry, and said lightly: "Let Gan Lu test how capable this so-called tenth generation sword master is."
"You are looking for death!"
Gan Lu was used to going smoothly, and when Gu Han said that, he could no longer hold back. His momentum rose steadily, and he chose to attack directly!
Boom boom boom!
As the power of the domain spread, it turned into a series of phantoms, including towering giants, alien evil monsters, and various magic weapons... The atmosphere was grand and the power was extremely high!
"Ten Thousand Phases of the Sky Wheel!"
"Cut the sky with one finger!"
"Purple Air Comes from the East!"
"..."
In just a moment, he had already displayed 19 kinds of powerful magical powers, completely submerging Gu Han's figure!
Hiss!
The people from the small and medium-sized forces who were watching the ceremony took a breath of cold air together!
Strong!
Very strong!
"As expected of the ancient Gan clan!"
"Awesome, awesome! Young Master Gan didn't show off before, but this time, it's no exaggeration to say that he is invincible in the same realm!"
"Why didn't the Xuantian Sword Master move?"
"He's too arrogant."
"Indeed, with such magical power and power, even if it's faced by the Origin Realm, it's impossible for him to remain indifferent."
"..."
Discussions arose everywhere, all of which fell into Gan Lu's eyes.
Very good!
The effect is perfect!
Huh...
He exhaled a foul breath.
He was excited, but also a little tired. After all, he went all out from the beginning and used so many secret magics, which consumed him a lot.
On the opposite side.
Tens of thousands of sword cultivators were also confused.
The sword master is not a good-tempered person, why doesn't he fight back?
After a few breaths.
The light of the magical power gradually faded, revealing Gu Han's figure again, still exactly the same as before.
The residual power of the magical power swept over.
But he couldn't lift the corner of his clothes or mess up his hair... The opponent's attack can't be said to be tickling, it can only be said to be useless.
Snap! !
Those who had been talking the most fiercely before seemed to have been slapped in the face, burning!
Gan Lu was even more stunned!
"Hey!"
Tang Tang blinked and shouted loudly: "Hurry up, make a move, I want to see it!"
"He..."
Liu Zhuqing said with a strange look: "There is no way to make a move."
"Why?"
"Gan Lu, probably ran out of tricks."
