The Ultimate Sword Master

At this moment.

Outside the Demon Palace, in the Void.

The moment Gu Han took out the round bead, the avenue suddenly felt the induction, and the blood thunder shrouded in the Void suddenly became more than ten times larger, and the entire Void near the Demon Palace also turned blood red, as if the end of the world was coming!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The blood thunder rolled, like a thunder dragon galloping, and the electric snake whistled, and it actually shook the Demon Palace slightly.

However.

It is unknown what material this Demon Palace is made of. Even if these blood thunders are powerful enough to kill a third-step cultivator in the Origin Realm at will, it is still difficult to leave a mark on the Demon Palace!

...

Demon Palace.

Inner world.

The atmosphere is the same as before.

Listening to Gu Han's resolute words, the five ancestors looked indifferent. After all, for them, getting rid of Gu Han and destroying this world is exactly what they want, and this is also the meaning of their five clones coming here.

On the contrary, Luo Wushuang.

Still smiling.

"Gu Han, you think too simply."

"What do you mean?"

"You still don't understand what you are holding in your hand."

Luo Wushuang said faintly: "The so-called Guixu, swallows everything, destroys everything, once it explodes completely, the power is not as simple as you think."

Gu Han was silent.

He didn't know what Guixu was, but it almost killed him and almost destroyed the inner world of the Demon Palace when it just cracked a crack.

The most important thing.

The Five Ancestors were so afraid, how could this thing be an ordinary thing?

"What will be the result?"

"Destroy everything."

Luo Wushuang said seriously: "Including this world!"

Gu Han was silent again.

"Gu kid."

At this time, the tired and old voice of the old Taoist Da Meng came over, "Just do it, I can't help you, but it's not a big problem to barely protect their lives."

"Oh?"

Luo Wushuang glanced at the sky, raised his eyebrows, and smiled: "If this world doesn't exist, you know better than me what's outside. At that time, it will also be your death. How can you protect others?"

Without waiting for the old Taoist to answer.

The scholar cursed first: "Whether we live or die is none of your business. If you keep talking nonsense, I will write you to death. Do you believe it?"

Luo Wushuang smiled.

No more words.

"Thank you, two seniors."

Gu Han felt relieved and bowed to the sky. He knew in his heart that the one who shouted to write Luo Wushuang to death should be the Taoist master mentioned by Yu Hongying.

After the words fell.

He looked into the distance and staggered forward. The golden light on his body trembled, as if it would be broken by the mysterious light of the Five Ancestors at any time.

"Young Master."

Yu Hongying's figure was also looming, and she reminded him softly: "The Taoist master... is not good at lasting."

"What do you mean, young lady?"

"His strength can't last too long."

"I understand."

Gu Han was stunned and smiled: "It will be ready soon."

He walked a few steps again.

He came to Gu Tian and looked at his adoptive father who seemed to be frozen in time. A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

He didn't say anything.

He gently put the storage rings in Gu Tian's hands, which contained all his gains along the way, skills, classics, medicine, magic weapons... and the last one he took out was the Xuantian Sword Talisman.

He gently stroked the rough sword talisman.

He also put it in Gu Tian's hand.

The meaning is self-evident.

At this moment.

Except for the black sword, the tip of the sword, and the broken silver armor, he was already empty.

The golden light became weaker and weaker.

The Five Ancestors were motionless, watching all this indifferently, as if at this moment, they became particularly tolerant and did not mind giving Gu Han a few more breaths.

His eyes swept over everyone one by one.

Gu Tian, ​​Yang Yi, Shu Miaozi, Wu Fa Wu Tian... relatives, brothers, friends, all were deeply engraved in his mind.

"Miss Hongying."

He turned to look at Yu Hongying and said softly: "It's OK."

"Young Master."

Yu Hongying sighed softly: "Is there anything I want my daughter to tell them?"

"Yes."

Gu Han nodded slightly.

I really want to say sorry to Gu Tian, ​​I really want to say take care to Yang Yi, I really want to touch Shu Miaozi's head for the last time, and I also want to say goodbye to Mo Chenyin, Ah Sha, Leng Meizi, Feng Xi, and Fatty who are far away in Xuantian Realm and Ghost Realm...

Thousands of words.

At the tip of his tongue, there were only four words left: "See you later, forever."

Yu Hongying sighed softly and said softly: "I'll remember it."

"Is this your last words?"

Not far away, Luo Wushuang had no idea that Gu Han would drag him to death. He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's too simple."

"One sentence is enough."

Gu Han looked at him expressionlessly and said lightly: "We have known each other for a while. Don't blame me for not taking care of you. You should also leave a last word."

"Take You Ran away."

Luo Wushuang didn't even think about it.

"Okay."

Gu Han nodded, and then looked at Mu Qingxuan, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and said lightly: "Whoever's wife is in charge, Miss Hongying, this saint who is paying for you, don't take her!"

No matter what the purpose is.

Mu Qingxuan tried to kill him several times, so he naturally wouldn't be so kind as to take care of him.

"Mr. Gu."

Yu Hongying nodded slightly, bowed softly, and said: "Goodbye."

While speaking.

Golden light shone on his body!

Gu Han didn't answer.

See you?

He took a last look at everyone and smiled with relief.

Everyone.

Take care!

With a change of mind, the remaining strength was fully mobilized. He held the sword in his left hand, wearing a tattered silver armor, and staggered towards the Five Ancestors.

The further he walked.

The stronger his aura became.

Until the end, his soul, body, sword intent... all the strength, all burned at this moment, and continuously poured into the black sword in his hand!

Life is about to come to an end.

He wants to strike the sword for the last time!

Attack the Five Ancestors!

The Five Ancestors did not understand.

"What's the point?"

The Immortal Ancestor said indifferently: "The struggle of the ants before death is also in vain."

They are extremely powerful.

Gu Han's sword, let alone hurting them, couldn't even cut off their hair!

"So what?"

Burning everything, Gu Han's figure was somewhat transparent. He glanced at the black sword in his hand and said seriously: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and a sword cultivator is going to use his sword. What's wrong with that?"

"It's fair and reasonable."

Luo Wushuang sighed: "Even gods, demons, ghosts and the underworld can't stop it!"

"Brother Luo."

Gu Han said indifferently: "Even if you flatter me, you still have to die with me."

"Really?"

Luo Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "Then I take back this flattery."

"Too late!"

Gu Han smiled.

In a desperate situation, he was seriously injured and only had one arm left, but when the black sword was raised, the depression in his heart was instantly swept away, and his temperament changed. He was as bright as the sun, as vast as the sky, and as fearless as a green mountain. He floated up and looked down on all directions!

"This sword is an explanation to myself!"

"Because I am a sword cultivator, that's all!"