The Ultimate Sword Master

"Fifth Junior Brother."

Chang Gui glanced at Pao Hui again and said with deep meaning: "Who do you think has the best chance among the seven of us?"

"I have no chance."

Fu Hui was startled and shook his head subconsciously. After all, among the seven sons of Mingquan, he had the weakest power and the worst qualifications, and was the least valued. Naturally, such good things would not be his turn.

"I really want to talk about it."

"Senior Brother and Sixth Junior Brother should... huh?"

Speaking of which.

He seemed to suddenly realize something and looked at Chang Gui: "Fourth Senior Brother, could it be you..."

"hehe."

Chang Gui smiled mysteriously: "As we all know, behind the senior brother is the First Underworld Envoy, and the Sixth Junior Brother dares to act so arrogantly. Although he relies on Elder Zhou, Elder Zhou was once the direct disciple of the Second Underworld Envoy. As for the Me..."

Speaking of which.

He stared at Fu Hui with burning eyes: "Before coming here, the Third Underworld Envoy has secretly summoned me. He will fully help me in this Underworld Envoy fight!"

Fu Hui's heart trembled!

The three great Underworld Envoys are not monolithic. For the upcoming Fourth Underworld Envoy, they naturally want to recommend their own people to the throne!

"Fifth Junior Brother."

Chang Gui stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Among the seven sons of Mingquan, you and I have the deepest friendship. If I become an envoy of Ming in the future, I will have to have one or two capable assistants under me. What it means...do you understand?"

"understand!"

Fu Hui nodded hurriedly: "Fourth senior brother, don't worry! From today on, I will only follow the lead of the fourth senior brother!"

Chang Gui was very satisfied.

Fu Hui was also very happy.

As the little transparent among the seven sons of Mingquan, he had no intention of competing for the position of Mingshi.

on the contrary.

He had some hopes of being the underworld envoy's bitch.

"We are all brothers, no need to be so polite!"

Chang Gui became more and more proud when he saw the tiger's body shake, his domineering spirit revealed, and how he easily subdued his junior brother.

"After returning to the sect."

"You will naturally get 50% of the benefits from that person!"

Pao Hui was overjoyed!

"That's when the time comes."

Chang Gui smiled again and said: "Squeeze all the benefits out of him, and this person will be worthless. Kill him or chop him into pieces, it's up to you!"

…

The rear cabin of the starship.

When the man listened to Gu Han's words, the same thought as Fu Hui flashed across the man's mind.

This person.

There is definitely something wrong with my brain!

"Tell me."

Gu Han didn't care what he thought and continued to ask: "What do you mean by sacrifice?"

"That's what it means."

The man smiled bitterly: "We are all a group of people selected by the Mingquan Sect to be sacrificed..."

Mingquan Sect.

The number one super power in the Nether Spring Region has a deep connection with the legendary Nether Clan!

The name of the sect leader is the origin state.

The three great underworld envoys are immortal and have endless lifespans. Their strength is much stronger than that of the sect master!

Under it.

There are also ten elders in the Guiyi Realm, as well as the seven sons of Mingquan in the Infinite Realm... Everyone practices evil spells, bloody methods, vicious actions, notorious, and terrifying!

"Every thousand years."

"The Mingquan Sect is going to hold a large-scale sacrifice to pray for the legendary Nether Clan to grant them magical powers and secrets... The Mingquan Sect has very high requirements for sacrifices. Not only are they young men and women, but their qualifications must not be too bad."

"Therefore..."

Having said this, the man sighed: "Every time a sacrifice is made, it is a disaster for the forces surrounding the Mingquan region."

"Original."

"In order to facilitate their own sacrifices, the Mingquan Sect has raised many human races in the Mingquan area. Every time we offer sacrifices, we only need to select some outstanding human races. We small forces who are a little farther away can be safe. ”

"But this time it's different."

"The Mingquan Sect went out in a large scale, and even sent out the seven sons of Mingquan. They almost wiped out all the surrounding remote forces, and captured countless people back. The number is far greater than before!"

Speaking of which.

He sighed: "It seems that the Mingquan Sect is going to make big moves this time!"

Gu Han frowned upon hearing this.

He understood what the other person said.

Mingquan Sect.

They are undoubtedly the underdogs of the Nether Clan in the human world.

Can……

"Although the strength of the Mingquan Sect is not as good as that of the Yin clan, it is much stronger than those of the ancient clans. It is just so-so and barely strong, but it can be considered a big force. Why have I never heard of it?"

more important.

In the battle in the Demon Palace, the Hades Emperor was dead, and the ancient Hades Lord was also fished out by Old Huang, killing many of them. With the Hades clan's vitality severely damaged, are they still in the mood to offer sacrifices?

how to think.

He felt it was very unreasonable!

opposite.

The man looked at Gu Han with a strange expression.

"So-so?"

"Barely?"

He looked strange and said: "Brother, may I ask where you are from?"

"Xuantian Sword Sect."

Gu Han said casually: "Have you heard of it?"

"What Xuan? What sect?"

The man blinked and looked confused: "What kind of force is this?"

Gu Han was stunned.

He is a majestic swordsman.

The tenth generation Xuantian sword head.

He personally committed suicide in the divine realm and almost killed even the God Emperor. Now that several years have passed, logically speaking, he should have become famous long ago. He is much more famous than the Nether Spring Sect, but the other party has never heard of it?

Vaguely.

He felt something was wrong.

"It's okay if you haven't heard of it."

The man thought he was hit, and consoled him: "I don't come from a powerful family, and you probably haven't heard of it! Besides, we are all sacrifices, and we are going to die soon, so it doesn't matter whether we have power or not..."

"But."

Changing the subject, he said: "Can you tell me your name, brother? When we reach the underworld in the future, we can travel together?"

Gu Han: "..."

He suddenly realized.

This man is a bit like Ren Wu, a chatterbox.

"I am just an ordinary person."

Without thinking much, he casually said: "My surname..."

Just got here.

In the consciousness space, the small sword that did not move no matter how he shouted trembled slightly, and suddenly a warning came!

It seems...

As long as he said his name, he would encounter some unexpected backlash!

His face became serious.

He suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, and thought of Su Yun's previous warning!

Name.

Origin.

Even everything... can't be revealed at all. If you reveal it, you will be attacked by the long river of time!

Thinking of this.

He finally understood where the previous feeling of something wrong came from.

Possibly.

Probably.

Maybe... the place where he is now is no longer the previous era!

Just thinking of this.

New questions followed.

Why is it okay to mention the name of Xuantian Sword Sect, but there will be a response when mentioning his own name?

The more he thought about it.

The more doubts he felt.

Regardless of the pain, he slowly stood up and looked outside the cabin, his mind racing, wanting to see if he could get out, so as to confirm whether his guess was true.

"Brother."

The man saw that he was silent and behaved strangely, and thought that he had a problem with his brain. He said with sympathy: "You can't... even forget your name?"

"I can't forget it."

Gu Han sighed, and didn't want to explain to him. He spoke softly with a hint of melancholy in his voice, saying: "I am... a nameless person."

"Wu Ming?"

The man was startled: "You have the same name as my junior brother?"

"Almost."

Gu Han twitched the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "My name is... Meiming."

The man: "???"