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Chapter 1775 Yuan Zhengyang, Wenjian Town Sword City!(2/2)

Hear the words.

They still had blank expressions on their faces, showing no reaction at all.

in their hearts.

Not to mention asking about swords, even the word 'sword' has become extremely strange in their hearts.

"waste!!"

The female nun cursed again, "Even a dog knows how to respond, but you are not even as good as a dog!"

Bang! Bang!

She seemed a little upset. As she spoke, she struck out repeatedly, beating all the sword slaves to death on the spot!

"What's the point of killing these wastes?"

One person laughed and said: "Let's go see that brave man who dares to ask for a sword. It will be a lot of fun!"

"Yeah!"

"Go quickly!"

"If you go late, you might be killed by the guards in the inner city!"

"..."

Have this idea.

It's not just them.

Including almost all the monks in Zhenjian City!

For a while.

Lines of blue light flashed across the sky, men or women, old or young... Countless monks from Sword Town were all rushing towards the inner city!

Compared to them.

In the outer city, the other eight generals except Du Xuan received more detailed information.

They know it very well.

The one who asked about the sword was a sword cultivator, but there was far more than one sword cultivator going to the inner city!

"Go to the inner city!"

"The plans of the city lord and the four deputy city lords have reached a critical moment, and they must not be disturbed by these people!"

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

"Kill one to serve as a warning to others! Not killing is not enough to shock people's hearts! Remember, the city lord said that in this world, sword cultivators will never be able to kill them all!"

"..."

As orders were issued one after another, the eight generals and their trusted subordinates also rushed towards the inner city!



"Brother!"

Yuan Zhengyang's declaration was naturally heard by Gu Han.

He can feel it.

Yuan Zhengyang's aura of looking forward to death was hidden in his declaration!

Worried in my heart.

His speed was much faster again.

"It's a sword cultivator!"

"Where do all these sword cultivators come from?"

"Whatever! Don't let anyone go, just take them all!"

"..."

We are on our way with all our strength.

A large number of Sword-Suppressing City monks suddenly appeared on both sides and directly in front, gathered together, and started to kill everyone!

Not to mention cultivation.

The number of people alone is tens of thousands!

Gu Han said nothing.

The speed has not slowed down at all.

Thousands of swords roared around him.

The violent sword intent cut through the sky, tearing apart the space, and like a torrent, swept all the monks' figures in!

The blood rain poured down again!

The fifth game!

Lao Sun calculated silently in his heart.

Along the way, they encountered many interceptions, but every time, they were wiped out by Gu Han's Ten Thousand Swords!

Until now.
Chapter completed!
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