With his remaining vitality, living a few more years is not a problem. But for him, there is no difference between dying earlier and dying later, so he simply used this last vitality to raise his sword. This sword has consumed his thousand years of time and hard work. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest sword in his life!

The day the sword is made.

It is the time when he is sublimated and kills the gods!

"kindness?"

Suddenly.

He seemed to sense something, and his head gently raised up. Although he was separated by the golden list, he could vaguely sense that the sword intent he gave Gu Han to protect him was consumed at an extremely terrifying speed. Although he didn't know what happened, he understood.

Gu Han...

It is facing a great crisis!

That sword intent.

Not to mention this continent, even in the Seven Realms Alliance, it is difficult to find one person to compete!

Now consumed so quickly.

It's enough to show that the opponent is so strong that it is beyond understanding!

Save him!

No hesitation at all.

He stood up slowly, but because his body was extremely decayed, his movements were a little slower than those of the old people in the mortal world who were over 100 years old and were about to die.

After a moment.

He had already stood up, but he had no strength to take another step.

This body.

It's completely decayed.

"Forget..."

He sighed gently.

The next moment.

As his body trembled slightly, a figure slowly walked out of the body. His body was a little hazy, but he could still see his appearance clearly.

She was wearing a white robe and her clothes were graceful.

The eyes are like stars, bright as the sun and the moon.

The sword eyebrows enter the temples, and the hair is like a floating cloud.

The god is handsome, but proud, but also has a hint of vicissitudes of life.

Until this moment.

He only showed his true appearance.

Xuantian Sword Sect, the ninth sword head, Yun Jiansheng!

After looking at the wooden stick standing not far away, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. Then, this reluctance was replaced by the endless fighting spirit of the sky!

Gentle.

He glanced upwards and his figure disappeared in an instant!

In place.

The old and rotten body quickly dissipated as he left. In just a few breaths, it turned into a smear of dust and completely dissipated between heaven and earth. Only the wooden stick stood there alone, and... the red dust sword that was only half left.

boom!

boom!

at the same time.

A magnificent sword intent suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. The sword intent rushed into the sky and shone for hundreds of thousands of miles. Everything was turned into powder wherever it passed!

direction.
Chapter completed!