The Ultimate Sword Master

At this moment.

The two of them knew that victory or defeat was determined by a single sword!

"No one has ever pushed me to this point."

Xiao Ran said slowly, "You are the first one."

"I have just made a small progress in this sword."

Gu Han thought for a while, "It's just right to test the power of you."

Swish!

Xiao Ran took a step forward and was already ten feet away. A sword intent rose from his body again, and a wisp of energy locked Gu Han tightly.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Four steps... Each step is ten feet, and every ten feet, a new sword intent will appear on his body!

Not only did Gu Han not move, he also closed his eyes.

Silently, thousands of long swords of various types fell behind him, including the best of the best from Ou Ye's hands, and the slightly more ordinary swords that Ji Wuya found for him. However, regardless of the quality, the spirituality in these swords expressed intimacy and submission to Gu Han.

Always nurture with sword intent.

He naturally had a deep connection with these long swords. With a slight movement of his mind, thousands of swords trembled together, and the sword bodies turned from solid to virtual, turning into transparent sword shadows!

Suddenly!

A sword shadow whistled out and instantly sank into the black sword in his hand!

Then.

Ten swords, a hundred swords, a thousand swords... Every time a sword fell, there would be an extra sword shadow on the sword body, but in the blink of an eye, there were already a thousand sword shadows!

At the same time.

Xiao Ran had also walked ninety-nine steps, and ninety-nine completely different sword intentions were flowing on his body. Although each sword intention was alienating him, he was still firmly controlled by him, and the sword body of the white bone demon sword, under the impact of the sword intention, also showed a bit of transparency.

Both of them felt a little uncomfortable.

Gu Han clenched his teeth, his arms trembled slightly, as if the sword in his hand was as heavy as a big star. It was already his best effort to barely hold it up. I don’t know how much effort it would take to draw the sword.

Xiao Ran was even worse than him. His face was pale, his body was shaky, and his blood was surging. He didn't dare to speak at all, for fear that he would spit out the blood.

At this moment.

The distance between the two was only ten feet!

Staring at each other, the two slowly drew their swords, but their movements were slower than each other, just like a naughty boy in the mortal world raising an iron sword, almost using all his strength and cultivation.

However.

Although the long sword was slow.

But the power was extremely terrifying. Just under the traction of the qi, the space within a thousand feet was completely shattered, and the ground under the feet of the two was constantly being flattened, forming a deeper and deeper pit.

"Gu Han, hold on!"

Qian Ye knew that Gu Han had already drawn a sword before and had not recovered yet, so he was a little worried.

"Xiao Ran, you can't retreat even if you die!"

The figure was anxious, fearing that Xiao Ran would not be able to hold on and ruin his big plan.

Finally.

It seemed like a moment or a thousand years had passed before the black sword and the bone sword lightly touched each other.

The two of them attacked with all their might, but unexpectedly, there was no loud noise, but the danger and murderous intent hidden in it were no less!

Silently.

The space trembled for a moment, and shattered inch by inch!

Dense black lines emerged and continued to spread around. Wherever they passed, everything was turned into dust. Even the Jiulong Mountains surrounding the vast ocean in the distance had a huge gap, and endless dark black water rushed out!

At this moment.

The two people in the center of the battlefield have become bloody!

However.

Gu Han has the immortal sword body by his side, plus the robes sewn by Yu Miao, which is much better than Xiao Ran.

Ninety-nine sword intentions are Xiao Ran's limit.

Fusion of a thousand sword shadows is also Gu Han's current limit.

The two of them were motionless, and the swords in their hands were also motionless, as if a stalemate had formed for a short time.

Whoever can't hold on first will die!

"As long as I kill you... cough cough!"

Xiao Ran coughed up blood, "I can gather a hundred sword intentions and achieve a small state of perfection. At that time... cough cough..."

"Perfection?"

Gu Han sneered, "Do you still have sword intentions?"

"Heh."

Xiao Ran sneered, "You don't have any either!"

Gu Han also laughed, "If you are not blind, look up, how many swords do I have!"

"Do you dare to use them!"

Xiao Ran was not afraid of his threat and said, "If you use them, let's see who dies first, you or I..."

Swish swish swish!

Before he finished speaking.

Another hundred sword shadows fell and sank into the black sword!

Instantly!

A terrible wound burst out of Gu Han's body!

"You probably don't know how I got to where I am now when you say this. What I am best at is not swordsmanship, but... fighting for my life!"

Ka!

Kacha!

With the addition of these one hundred sword shadows, the black sword immediately gained the upper hand. With the naked eye, a hair-like crack appeared on the white bone demon sword!

Xiao Ran didn't even wait for him to speak again.

Two hundred.

Three hundred.

Four hundred... As the sword shadows continued to increase, Gu Han's injuries became more and more serious, but the cracks on the white bone demon sword also increased!

When the five hundred sword shadows fell.

The white bone demon sword could no longer bear it and exploded instantly, and Du Yue, who was the sword spirit, also screamed and turned into nothingness!

She was deeply in love, but until her death, Xiao Ran didn't even look at her.

Bang!

Then.

Xiao Ran's body flew out like a rag bag, his soul was severely damaged, his laws were damaged, and his body was full of blood holes pierced by the fragments of the demon sword, which was horrible to look at.

In the consciousness space.

The figure's eyes flashed coldly, staring at Gu Han, as if thinking of some bad memories, and endless hatred and resentment flashed in his eyes.

However.

It seemed that he was determined to teach the disobedient Xiao Ran a lesson, so he didn't make a move.

"Ahem..."

Xiao Ran raised his head and looked at Gu Han with difficulty, "You... are you really not afraid of death?"

Gu Han ignored him, stood with his sword, staggered, and took out two spiritual medicines at random.

One was a magical medicine, and the other was also a magical medicine.

Both were given by Jiao Qingqing.

"I have money."

He took the magical medicine nonchalantly and glanced at Xiao Ran, "I have a lot of money!"

It was visible to the naked eye.

Those horrible wounds that almost tore him apart and made him look unrecognizable continued to heal.

"..."

Xiao Ran gritted his teeth!

Magical medicine!

Even if he had someone helping him secretly, he only had two plants in his hand!

But Gu Han...

"There are more."

Gu Han took a breath, slowly came to him with the sword, and said lightly: "I am tough, tougher than the sword in my hand!"

"Really?"

Xiao Ran took two deep breaths and suddenly laughed, "What a pity, what a pity!"

Gu Han raised his eyebrows, "What a pity?"

Xiao Ran stared at him closely and said, "What a pity, I am the winner! You will die in the end!"

After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting to die.

"You can say this after you go to hell!"

Gu Han sneered, and the long sword in his hand fell!

However.

Just when the long sword was half an inch away from Xiao Ran's eyebrows, something strange happened!

On Xiao Ran's side.

A shadow suddenly twisted, grabbed the sword with his hand, and held it firmly in his hand!

The long sword was only half an inch away from Xiao Ran's eyebrows.

Obviously, the shadow looked illusory.

But Gu Han's sword could not move even a little!

"Hehe..."

Then, the shadow stood up and stared at Gu Han, his voice was hoarse and terrifying, with endless resentment, "Little beast, what is your relationship with Xuantian Sword Sect!"

"Fuck!"

In the consciousness space, seeing the appearance of the figure, Qianye cursed.

"No wonder a person like Xiao Ran can appear in the small Nanlin Central Region!"

"Fuck, there is a colleague!"