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Chapter 1780 One hundred thousand broken swords and one hundred thousand soldiers!(2/2)

As long as Gu Han is willing, they may have the opportunity to follow Gu Han!

"This is this..."

The old sword cultivator was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth. He looked at Gu Han incredibly, "How did he do Gu Jianshou...?"

He knew that Gu Han could control all the swords.

It was just attributed to Gu Han's extraordinary talent before, but now it seems that this is not the case!

"In the vast world, there are trillions of creatures."

Lao Sun sighed softly: "It's all in the mind of the young master. One sword is one person, and one hundred thousand swords are just... one hundred thousand people!"

In Gu Han's eyes.

At this moment, the 100,000 broken swords in the sword-changing pool are 100,000 scars, and 100,000 years of unwillingness to be willing to do so, 100,000...living people!

"Everyone!"

"Follow me and kill this sword city!"

The words fell.

Tens of thousands of leaves in the heart lake are shining brightly. In the sword pool, tens of thousands of broken swords are roaring together and soaring into the sky!

The sword intent is erratic!

The sword light is vast!

Hate is clear and murderous intent is rolling!

Like the sky rolling back, like the starry sky hanging upside down, wherever you pass, the mountains and rivers collapse, the sky explodes, and you will never move forward, and you will live to death!

Hundreds of thousands of broken swords, hundreds of thousands of soldiers!

"How... possible!"

Looking at the torrent of 100,000 remnants of swords rolled back, the seven great generals turned pale and could not believe everything they saw in front of them!

They are like this.

Those monks in the sword city were even more dull!

boom!

The speed of the hundred thousand remaining swords was not slower. Suddenly, it was already in the crowd, suppressed, refined, and humiliated... All kinds of emotions mixed with sword intent and exploded instantly!

Visible to the naked eye.

A huge gap appeared in the encirclement, with a radius of thousands of miles!

It rained in the gap.

A very bright and an unprecedented downpour!

Mowing the grass!

Seeing this scene.

This thought suddenly flashed through Lao Sun's mind.

Hundreds of thousands of broken swords swept across.

The grassroots are broken!

In his eyes, Gu Han's actions at this moment were not as simple as mowing grass!

You have to sharpen your knife when you mow the grass!

You have to bend over to mow the grass!

It takes a lot of time to mow the grass...how can it be so fast?

Not only him.

The three thousand sword cultivators behind him were also dazzled.

In the bottom of my heart.

The young new tenth generation sword head has risen to a level of respect!

"I thought."

The old sword cultivator subconsciously glanced at Yuan Zhengyang and murmured: "Brother Yuan's evaluation of Gu Jianshou is mixed with personal feelings, but now it seems... he is still speaking conservatively!"

“It’s true.”

"I have never heard of this kind of kendo!"

"Gu Jianshou's swordsmanship is something I will never understand in my life. It's really... invincible!"

“…”

The other sword cultivators also spoke one after another.

They couldn't understand Gu Han's sword intent.

But as sword cultivators, they naturally could see that Gu Han... was a person who pushed the sword cultivator's killing power to the top!

Invincible in one-on-one fight!
Chapter completed!
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