"What do you understand or not."

The prisoner wiped the rain from his face and urged: "Brother, hurry up and start the meal, the food will be cold in a while."

A Shu: "..."

"Brother Shu is so pitiful."

At the deepest part of the branch, Tangtang suddenly felt a little sorry for it.

...

Inner city.

Looking at the corpse of the rat demon under the sword, a trace of doubt flashed through Gu Han's heart.

Demon Clan.

He had only seen some in the Eastern Wilderness. He had traveled to the silence and traveled everywhere in recent years. He had seen many monsters, but he had never seen any of the serious monsters.

He vaguely heard Qianye mention it.

The demon clan seems to be in a different place from the human clan.

Zhenjiancheng.

How could a demon clan appear? Or a demon clan that returns to the same realm?

"Ahem..."

At this moment, a violent cough interrupted his contemplation.

Just look back.

But Yuan Zhengyang struggled to pick up his broad sword, shaking his body, and his breath became more and more depressed.

"Senior Brother!"

Gu Han quickly supported him.

Take a quick look.

My heart immediately sank.

At this moment, Yuan Zhengyang was on the verge of exhaustion.

"Junior brother..."

Yuan Zhengyang didn't care about his condition. Looking at Gu Han who was so close to him, he still couldn't believe his eyes, "It's really you? Why are you here?"

"It's been a long story."

Gu Han shook his head, feeling a little sad, "Senior Brother, you heal your wounds first..."

"What kind of injuries will the dying person heal?"

Yuan Zhengyang shook his head and said indifferently: "Senior brother dared to come today, so he didn't plan to walk out from here alive!"

In hand.

Only half of the Zangfeng sword remained, and the sword was covered with dense cracks, as if it was about to collapse at any time, just like his current state.

Gu Han didn't say anything.

A powerful force of the law poured into Yuan Zhengyang's body, forcibly suppressing the opponent's actions of burning his body, mind and soul.

"Junior brother, you..."

Yuan Zhengyang was stunned.

Feeling the surging and endless power of the law, he suddenly understood the meaning of the rat demon's previous words.

Gu Han’s cultivation is indeed wrong!

It looks like infinite, and it looks like unity, but if you compare it carefully... it seems that neither is it!

The only thing that is certain is.

Very strong!

It is much stronger than the combat power he stimulated after burning himself and forcibly breaking the realm!

He looked at Gu Han a few more times.

He is introverted and has no aura. He is wearing silver armor and is extremely heroic. His temperament is somewhat similar to Yun Jiansheng back then.

He suddenly realized.

Gu Han is no longer the junior brother who needed his desperate efforts to protect him back then.

"Hahaha……"

He suddenly burst into laughter,

Smile happily, feel relieved, and feel more happy than if you break the situation!

He is worthy of being my junior brother of Yuan Zhengyang!

It is worthy of being the head of the tenth generation of Xuantian sword!
Chapter completed!