The Ultimate Sword Master

The sword cultivators were very excited.

With just a title, he scared the so-called head of Tianyuan like a frightened bird. He ran away without even drinking a cup of tea?

Jian Shou, a real god!

The others were very emotional.

They suddenly discovered that Gu Han's identity was actually far more than just a Xuantian Sword Chief!

Gu Jian Shou, a hidden talent!

Excitement and emotion.

None of them belonged to Shi Xu.

All that belonged to him were despair, confusion, and regret.

He looked at Shi Wenyue.

Still unconscious.

"Wenyue hurt me, Wenyue hurt me..."

He whispered to himself.

Suddenly he didn't feel so sorry for his daughter.

He felt.

It was Shi Wenyue who was smart and stubborn, trying to drag him down and let him go all the way.

Otherwise.

Relying on Shi Feiyu's relationship, he can now... at least stand and talk.

"Blame your daughter?"

Gu Han glanced at him, and said in a mocking tone, "If it succeeds, it's your own credit. If it doesn't, it's someone else's fault. You have no opinion, no responsibility, and can only find all kinds of excuses to get away with it!"

"You!"

"Not as good as your daughter!"

Shi Xu was struck by lightning!

Back then, Yun Jiansheng also made a similar comment about him: "Hesitant to do big things, desperate for small profits! Xuanji Ancient Saint Dao will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later!"

Glanced at him.

Gu Han said indifferently: "If you and your daughter treated Senior Feiyu well, the result today would be completely different. Unfortunately, there is no if in the world!"

"From today on!"

"You and your daughter must not take a step out of Xuanji Ancient Saint Dao within ten thousand years!"

"You..."

Shi Xu's face turned pale in an instant!

"Good, repay tenfold."

"Revenge, repay tenfold."

Gu Han said indifferently: "With Senior Feiyu here, I won't kill you, but you have imprisoned her for a thousand years, so I will imprison you for ten thousand years!"

"Within ten thousand years!"

"If you dare to take a step out, Gu will destroy your Xuanji Ancient Saint Dao!"

Boom!

As the words fell.

The black sword in his hand flashed, and a majestic sword intent fell down, directly sweeping Shi Xu and his daughter out of the Xuantian Realm!

The black sword turned.

Pointing directly at Gan Mo, Gu Han said indifferently: "Your luck is not as good as his."

Everyone blinked.

Gu Jianshou, who clearly distinguishes between grudges, will destroy your entire clan without negotiation?

Hiss!

So terrifying! !

Before Gan Mo could speak, the sky was rippling again, and a small boat quietly appeared in front of everyone.

Four feet long.

One foot wide.

Shaped like a willow leaf, with a simple shape and restrained brilliance, it shows a low-key meaning.

On the boat.

There stood a young man in a blue robe, with ordinary looks and temperament, far less imposing than He Xiu before.

Seeing this man.

Gan Mo was stunned, and suddenly showed a look of ecstasy.

In the distance.

Qian Ye raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Junyi was puzzled.

"Nothing."

Qian Ye whispered: "I met an old acquaintance."

Beside Lao Sun.

A trace of solemnity suddenly flashed in Pei Lun's eyes.

"He is very strong!"

"Strong?"

Lao Sun was stunned, "How strong?"

"He can beat ten of me."

Pei Lun thought about it and gave an appropriate example, "He can beat a thousand of you."

Lao Sun: "???"

"This..."

He was too lazy to argue with the other party, and said worriedly: "I don't know if he is here to give gifts or to find trouble."

"It's not difficult to guess."

Pei Lun didn't even think about it, "It's a 50-50 chance, either to give gifts or to find trouble."

Lao Sun felt.

Pei Lun's skill in talking nonsense has reached the pinnacle.

While he was talking.

The young man had already put away the star boat, and his eyes swept through the crowd, and he said loudly: "I wonder who is... um? Gan Mo?"

Before he finished speaking.

Suddenly he saw Gan Mo kneeling.

"Why are you here too?"

"What's wrong with you?"

He frowned slightly, "Who told you to kneel here?"

"Second Young Master, save me!"

Gan Mo seemed to have seen a savior, and he no longer cared about his face, and cried out sadly: "My life is about to end!"

The young man frowned again.

He glanced at Gu Han's sword, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "My friend's sword has a lot of murderous aura."

"It's okay."

Gu Han said casually: "I didn't kill many people."

Everyone looked at each other.

Didn't kill many?

The 100,000 Japanese just now... Oh, no, that doesn't count as a person.

That's fine!

"Really?"

The young man didn't know if he believed it or not, and asked again: "Young friend, can you put down your sword and talk?"

"Reason?"

"More than 100,000 years ago."

The young man pointed at Gan Mo and said: "He was a follower of my eldest brother. Although so many years have passed, he has already set up his own sect, but the incense is still there. Now that I have seen it, I can't ignore it."

What!

When these words came out, it was like a bolt of lightning, and everyone was shocked!

Follower?

The ancient Gan clan, with a great reputation, is a rare and powerful ancient clan. As the helmsman of the Gan clan, Gan Mo's status is extremely noble and few people can match it!

Such a person!

He was once a follower of someone else!

Then...

Swish!

Countless eyes fell on the young man.

"This one."

"How big is his background?"

Gu Han's brows also frowned.

Sword.

He naturally wouldn't put it down.

"Sorry, this person has a deep grudge against me. I can't do what you ask."

"My friend."

The young man said sincerely: "Give me some face, how about that?"

"I can't give it."

"In that case."

The young man pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "Then my friend, do you know that I won't give face to people who don't give me face?"

"You know nothing about the second young master!"

Gan Mo stared at Gu Han and said word by word: "He is from the Hidden Clan, a family of the Donghua family that has been passed down from the ancient times to the present!"

Everyone was stunned.

Hidden Clan? Donghua Family?

What is that?

"The existence of the Donghua Family!"

"How can you understand it?"

The young man in front of him was desperate to protect himself, and Gan Mo suddenly had a glimmer of hope, so he had to forcefully raise a little cultivation and struggled to stand up.

Bang!

The shocking demon power suddenly rose and fell on him again, pressing him down so that he couldn't move!

"I didn't say anything."

"Who gave you the courage to stand up!"

A figure flashed.

Qianye had already landed beside Gu Han, looking at the young man, smiling, "You gave it to me? Is your face so big?"

"You..."

The young man's face changed drastically, "You are... Qianye?"

Seeing Qianye.

He was like meeting his natural enemy, he could no longer maintain his previous calmness and composure, even without caring about the dry ink, and turned around to leave.

"Stop!"

Qianye's face turned cold, "Your father let you go?"

The young man paused.

"Qianye."

He took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and said: "This time I admit defeat..."

"Huh?"

Qianye's eyes narrowed, "What do you call me?"

Hearing this.

The young man's face instantly turned blue and purple.

After a moment.

He suddenly gritted his teeth, bowed to Qianye, and said hatefully: "My child, Donghualin, greets...adoptive father!"

Everyone: "???"