The Ultimate Sword Master

Xuantian Sword Head?

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuchen was slightly startled, with a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes, "What he said... is actually true?"

"impossible!"

"Why!"

The one who was more excited than her was Yue Yuanying!

"Why are you the sword leader? Are you worthy!"

She was so crazy that she seemed to have lost most of her sanity, and said in a hateful voice: "You, a little ant-like little baby with a hairy head, can be the head of a sword, why can't I! Why can't I be the head of the sword! Why...why can't he let me be the head of a sword?" !”

"Do you know the Patriarch?"

"Of course I know him!"

A hint of humiliation flashed in Yue Yuanying's eyes, "I have been crazy about swords all my life and love swords! When I heard that the sword monument was born, I traveled thousands of miles, traveled across mountains and rivers, and went through many hardships to go to the Xuantian Territory! Discussing swords with him... I was defeated. trick!"

"Don't fucking put yourself in a position of embarrassment!"

Qianye suddenly sneered: "He only knows one sword, and you can't even block his sword... You're talking about a sword!"

"so what!"

"I lost, but others also won!"

Yue Yuanying roared: "I am willing to condescend to you and worship him as my master. I am even willing to help him clear all obstacles in the Xuantian Sword Sect. Why doesn't he want to accept me as his disciple? Why doesn't he give me the sword talisman?" Instead, I gave it to an unknown boy, and even...he said that I was not of pure heart and was not suitable for practicing swordsmanship!"

"He is obviously jealous of me and afraid of me!"

"He was afraid that one day my swordsmanship would surpass his, so he destroyed my sword heart, cut off my love for the sword, and shut me out... He is just a jealous villain!"

The words are confusing.

But Gu Han roughly understood it.

Yue Yuanying should have gone to the Xuantian Territory when the Xuantian Sword Sect was first established, and was defeated in a battle with the Xuantian Patriarch. Then she wanted to stay in the Xuantian Sword Sect and become the first sword leader, but Xuantian was The Patriarch ignored it.

only……

One thing he couldn't understand was that Yue Yuanying didn't use a sword. Among the people of the Yue Clan who used swords, only the Great Ancestor was the most famous!

"you……"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of some possibility, "You... are not Yue Yuanying!"

"You don't care who I am!"

boom!

Yue Yuanying made a big move, and a ray of green light suddenly flew out from below the abyss and fell into his hand!

It's the green sandalwood dragon scale staff!

"From that day on!"

"I swear!"

He stared at Gu Han, "He humiliated me so much. In this life, I and the Xuantian Sword Sect are at odds with each other! I will kill every disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect when I see one!"

Snapped!

While talking.

He squeezed it with his hand, and the dragon scale staff in his hand was broken into pieces, and a ray of cold light suddenly appeared!

It was actually a three-foot green blade!

The sword is three fingers wide, with a green light. The blade is gleaming with cold light, covered with cloud patterns, and connected like pieces of dragon scales. It is extremely magical, but only one-third of the way from the hilt, there is a clear trace of fracture!

seem……

This sword was cut off and then reattached!

Yue Yuanying, her hair disheveled, stood with a sword in her hand, her eyes glowed brightly, and while the power of the twelfth yin was flowing, a sword intent rising to the sky appeared on her body!

"The way of heaven is clear!"

"You actually brought you, a little evildoer, in front of me!"

She slowly raised her arms, and the resentment in her eyes almost condensed into substance, "I planned it first, and I am his disciple. You have one more reason to die! Today I will cut you into pieces as revenge." The hatred I feel today is the shame I felt back then!”

boom!

The words fell.

The power of the ultimate formation, the power of the origin, and the sword intention on her body instantly merged into one place, and she was the first to thrust her sword down at Gu Han!

"This sword is made of green sandalwood dragon scales!"

Visible to the naked eye.

The layer of demonic flames on Gu Han's body quickly faded!

See it.

Qianye gritted his teeth again and used another ounce of strength to protect him!

"Need not!"

Gu Han cared about Ah Sha's safety, how could he let him do this?

"He was no match for the Patriarch that day!"

"Today, he is still not!"

"The Patriarch is not blind!"

He looked at Yue Yuanying suddenly, "You are asked to be the sword leader? Are you worthy?"

Completely opposite to the other party, although he wanted to tear the other party into pieces, he did not move and even closed his eyes!

"he……"

Zhuang Yuchen's face turned pale, "Did he... give up resistance?"

"Brother Gu!"

Yuan Xiaoxia couldn't help at all, and shouted anxiously: "Hold on, if you are going to die, I will die too. I haven't killed the ghost yet..."

"rest assured!"

Shumiaozi murmured to himself, "If you can take care of the dog, you can definitely do it. It won't lose..."

"What's the fuss about?"

Qianye was furious, "Do you know anything about swords? Don't disturb him!"

"You are the only one with a loud voice!"

The sapling was not angry and muttered.

"Fuck..."

Qianye was almost mad to death by it.

boom!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Yue Yuanying's green sandalwood dragon-scale sword had arrived a foot away from Gu Han. Under the heavy power, only a thin layer of protective demonic flames remained on Gu Han's body!

Gu Han seemed unaware.

The sword intention of Patriarch Xuantian's stupid sword was constantly recalled in his mind.

In fact.

Putting aside Chongming's ridicule, Patriarch Xuantian's sword is the closest to the mysterious sword mark on the sword monument. Not even Yun Jiansheng can compare with this, but instead of calling it a stupid sword...

It's better to call it a straight sword.

You can use all kinds of methods and magical powers, but I am just a sword!

With one sword, the sky collapsed.

One sword, the ground cracks.

One sword... makes the world quiet!

Boom!

Just when the Qingtan Dragon Scale Sword in Yue Yuanying's hand was three inches away from Gu Han, the black sword in his hand suddenly slashed straight down, as if a child picked up a branch and gently slashed it across the ground.

Plain and simple.

A clear sound!

A ray of light suddenly bloomed on the broken tip of the black sword, without any change at all.

Straight and straight, it was a "one".

Clang!

The moment the two swords intersected, the layer of magic flame on Gu Han's body also disappeared, and the "one" sword intent also instantly sank into Yue Yuanying's body, causing her to stagnate, and the offensive instantly disappeared by 99%!

However.

The remaining little offensive was still not something Gu Han could resist. His face turned pale, and he staggered back a few steps. A large amount of blood continued to seep through the armor, and the dark silver armor body also turned blood red.

He leaned on the ground with his sword.

He forced himself to stand steady, took a few breaths, and looked at Yue Yuanying who kept the same posture, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"You have been to Xuantian Realm and met Master Ji, right?"

"That chicken..."

Yue Yuanying's pupils shrank suddenly.

"I have been with Master Ji... ahem, for a long time."

Gu Han spat out a mouthful of blood, swallowed the last bottle of pills from Xing Ba, and continued: "It told me about Xuantian Sword Sect, the founder, the sword master... many, many things! But it never mentioned that there was a person like you, do you know why?"

"No! Stop it! You stop it!"

A trace of fear suddenly flashed in Yue Yuanying's eyes, and she stepped back repeatedly, muttering: "That chicken... it has a disordered memory, and its mind is not clear, it doesn't remember me at all... it's also common sense..."

"Because, you..."

Gu Han stared at him, his tone was particularly cruel, and he said word by word: "Not at all... enough!"

Yue Yuanying was struck by lightning!

Crack! Crack!

Visible to the naked eye, the Qingtan Dragon Scale Sword in her hand was covered with cracks, and with a snap, it actually broke on the spot!

It broke together.

And her sword heart, which was already riddled with holes.

One sentence.

Destroy her sword, destroy her sword heart!