The Ultimate Sword Master

Blood rained down.

The body fell.

Gu Han didn't even look at it.

For him, Song Jian was just a stepping stone at best, not even an opponent. He had no cultivation, but his combat power was extremely poor. He was obviously used to being pampered and had forgotten how to fight with others.

below.

Everyone was dazzled by the sight.

This is what a strong man should look like, what a sword cultivator should look like!

"Little Marquis!"

Suddenly!

A roar of grief and anger sounded.

However, they saw the old man in black robe who rushed out from Song Hou's house with a ferocious expression and flew towards him. His cultivation level was at the third level of the extraordinary realm!

"I'm going to kill you!"

This man was obviously loyal to the Marquis of Song. He didn't care about Gu Han's identity at all, and his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.

"I killed..."

Snapped!

Snapped!

The words are not finished yet.

Two soft sounds came.

His figure suddenly froze and stopped instantly!

He didn't want to stop.

But he can't help it.

Wang Yong and Elder Zhou were on the left and right, their hands like iron pliers pressing firmly on his shoulders, preventing him from moving at all.

"you……"

His pupils shrank suddenly.

"who are you?"

In his perception, the auras of the two of them were deep and thick, and they had reached the pinnacle of the extraordinary realm. They could not rise higher, and they even faintly touched the threshold of the holy realm with one foot!

Within the Great Yan Dynasty.

Except Yan Huang and War King.

There are no more than five people with this kind of cultivation!

Even those princes, not everyone has this level!

"Asshole!"

At this moment.

Yunfan also rushed over and stared at the old man.

"Uncle has an order!"

"All the extraordinary monks from our Great Yan Dynasty must go to the border. Do you dare to disobey?"

"do you know."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became.

"Brother Gu is my sister's junior brother. How can you dare to attack him?"

boom!

This sentence.

Undoubtedly, it caused huge waves in everyone’s hearts!

It was even more shocking than the previous deadly fight between Gu Han and Song Jian!

"He...is the junior brother of His Highness the Tenth Prince?"

"No wonder! No wonder!"

"Hahaha, it wouldn't be surprising if His Highness the Tenth Prince's junior brother could kill Mr. Song Xiaohou with one sword!"

"Nonsense! How can His Highness' junior brother be such an ordinary person?"

"..."

Everyone was talking a lot, looking excited, and even the way they looked at Gu Han changed.

previously.

Just respect and admiration for the strong.

now.

But it brought a hint of kindness.

His Royal Highness's junior brother.

Isn't that one of our own?

"kindness?"

Gu Han was a little strange.

"them……"

"Brother Gu."

Yun Fan was not surprised, "In the Great Yan Dynasty, my sister's position is too special, and her prestige is unimaginably high. Moreover, most of these people have returned from the battlefield to cultivate. Many of them have been saved by my sister. Yi Ming, you are my sister's junior brother, Aiwujiwu, they naturally have a lot of affection for you. "

now.

The old man remained silent and stared at Gu Han.

"What are you looking at!"

Yunfan's face darkened.

"What on earth are you..."

"No need to ask."

Zhao Mengyou shook his head, "This person was obviously trained privately by the Marquis of Song. He is only loyal to his dead soldiers. In the eyes of such a person, there is no one else at all."

"Death warrior?"

Yunfan was furious.

"This Song Hou, what does he want to do!"

"It is clear."

Zhao Mengyou looked at him like a fool, "He has a different intention."

"Is it true?"

Yunfan was stunned.

"How is it possible? He was with my uncle when he was still a young monk..."

"Hard to say."

Zhao Mengyou shook his head.

"You have been fighting this war for too long. Some people cannot bear it, so they will naturally have their own plans."

Hear the words.

Yunfan's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he stopped talking.

now.

Wang Yong and Elder Zhou had disliked each other for a long time and started to compete with each other.

"Fellow."

Wang Yong looked kind.

"This person's cultivation level is mediocre. Just leave it to me. Why does my fellow Taoist need to take action?"

"No, no."

Elder Zhou is smiling but not smiling.

"My fellow Taoist must be very tired after coming from afar. Just leave such small things to me."

"Fellow."

Wang Yong smiled.

"let it go."

"No no no."

Elder Zhou shook his head repeatedly.

"It's better if you let it go."

Several people looked strange.

Even a blind man could tell that the two of them were no longer able to deal with each other.

"These two."

The fat man came closer.

"What's the origin? Why do you feel like you're born to be aggressive?"

"You didn't ask?"

Gu Han was a little surprised.

"nonsense!"

The fat man curled his lips.

"Who cares about asking this when you're in the limelight?"

at this time.

The two people's words became more and more angry.

"Let go!"

"you put!"

"Joke! No one can order me except the Holy Lord!"

"Haha! I don't listen to anyone except the leader!"

"..."

In a quarrel.

However, the two of them gradually started to get angry, and their hands became harder and harder. Two rays of light, one white and one gray, continued to penetrate into the old man's body from the left and right shoulders.

He is only in the third level of transcendence.

How could he withstand the torment of two top masters?

"ah!"

A howl.

His body expanded rapidly and instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist!

It was actually squeezed to pieces by the two of them!

"Hey!"

Wang Yong looked unhappy.

"Taoyou is so angry!"

"Ah!"

Elder Zhou retorted.

"Fellow Taoist has a bad temper!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight.

Gu Han couldn't help it anymore.

"Two seniors..."

"Don't dare!"

"Absolutely not!"

Their expressions changed, and the anger on their bodies disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Wang Yong of Luoheng Holy Land in Zhongzhou has met Mr. Gu!"

"Xiji Holy Demon Sect Zhou Ye has met Mr. Gu!"

While talking.

The two of them saluted Gu Han together.

"Huh?"

The fat man was a little surprised.

"Such a big background?"

"you have heard?"

"More than just heard of it?"

The fat man did not shy away from Wang Yong and gave a brief explanation.

Luoheng Holy Land is also good.

The Holy Demon Sect of the West.

Both of them are the first-class powerful forces in the world. They have rich backgrounds, many masters, and great influence. There are several strong men in the Holy Realm who are in charge of them. As for the Holy Lord Luoheng and Yan Qianjue, they are even more powerful. A strong man who has surpassed the holy realm, his strength is earth-shattering and unfathomable!

"Is it?"

Gu Han was thoughtful.

Seeing that the two of them were so respectful, he could already guess their origins.

It must be related to Zuo Yang and Yu Miao!

"Brother Yulin."

Yunfan looked curious.

"What about you, you are so powerful, you must have a good background."

"of course!"

The fat man said proudly: "My Fu family is one of the most famous families even in Zhongzhou. Compared with these two places... we are on par with each other!"

Gu Han understood.

The fat guy is evenly matched.

At most, thirty-seven!

kindness?

Zhou Ye glanced out of the corner of his eye.

Found something was wrong.

Wang Yong's bow was actually half an inch lower than him!

hateful!

Subconsciously.

He lowered his body an inch.

mean!

His movements were instantly noticed by Wang Yong.

Directly pressed down three inches!

Shameless!

Zhou Ye cursed secretly and lowered his head three inches!

Fight!

Wang Yong gritted his teeth and lowered his head three inches again!

For a while.

On both sides, you are three inches apart, and I am three inches apart. We kept lowering our bodies, and in just a moment... we couldn't press them anymore. If we pressed any further, our heads would touch our feet.

The pose is funny.

Ridiculous too.

Several people looked strange.

It's just a salute...that's all!

Damn it!

Zhou Ye looked sideways at Wang Yong, his eyes turning red.

Press!

If you dare to press again.

I dare to kneel down on the spot and kowtow to Mr. Gu!

Face?

People in my demonic sect have no restrictions and can do whatever they want. What do you want with that thing?

Wang Yong seemed to understand his thoughts, his eyes flickered.

Apparently he had the same plan.

This person is really hateful!

You absolutely cannot be compared to him!

You dare to kneel!

I dare to kneel!

Face is nothing, if you lose, you won’t lose!

"You two..."

Gu Han had a headache.

"It's over, the ceremony is over, let's get up first..."

"snort!"

"Ah!"

After being dissuaded by Gu Han, the two of them stood up immediately, but their anger was still lingering in their hearts. They glanced at each other sideways, and they didn't like it.

This is not over yet!

Wait for me!

certainly.

Although the two of them don't deal with each other.

But with Zuo Yang and Yu Miao's advice, and the fact that they were already at odds with each other, their attitude towards Gu Han became more and more respectful, and they couldn't find any fault at all.

The fat man sighed secretly.

This is nothing more than what a son can do to his father!

immediately.

The two of them explained their intention.

It also just verified Gu Han's suspicion.

"Master Gu!"

Wang Yong took out the milky white soul-absorbing fruit that was as big as a thumb and had a brilliant aura as if it were a treasure.

"The Holy Son commanded it."

"This thing must be handed over to you!"

Said.

He deliberately waved the fruit in front of Zhou Ye and handed it to Gu Han.

How unreasonable!

Zhou Ye's face turned dark instantly!

Show off your shit!

"Master, please look!"

He stared at Wang Yong, turned his hand, and instantly took out a herb!

"Blood Sea Demonic Grass!"

This grass has five leaves in total. It is blood red and surrounded by traces of demonic energy. On each leaf, there is a lifelike human face clearly growing. The human face has a painful expression and continuously emits silent wails, reaching everyone. Within the soul!

"nice one!"

The fat man's old habit suddenly returned.

"Good stuff!"

"They are all top-notch semi-holy medicines. If the timing is right, it is not impossible to evolve into a holy medicine!"

"..."

Gu Han said nothing.

I was deeply moved.

These two semi-holy medicines are both top-notch medicines for replenishing soul power, and their effects are even better than the soul-nourishing lotus seeds. Obviously, they were specially selected by Zuo Yang and Yu Miao for him.

He didn't doubt it at all.

If there was a holy elixir for replenishing soul power, the two of them would bring it to him directly.

"Senior brother, senior sister."

He sighed softly.

"I have a plan."

"Don't worry, young master!"

Zhou Ye looked at Wang Yong provocatively, and with a flip of his hand, he took out another moon-white robe!

The spiritual light was dense.

The strange colors were flowing.

It was very magical.

"Young master!"

As if afraid that Wang Yong couldn't hear him, Zhou Ye's voice was very loud.

"This precious robe is from my Holy Demon Sect, and it is also a treasure. It is woven from silk threads extracted from dozens of precious materials. It is impervious to water and fire, and it is difficult to be damaged by magic weapons. It also has the effect of calming the mind and nourishing the soul. As for defense, it is unparalleled. Even with my cultivation, it is extremely difficult to destroy it!"

Just one look.

Gu Han liked it.