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Chapter 1894 The mission of the tenth generation sword leader!(2/2)

"You can't do this!"

"If God comes, he will definitely not spare you!"

"..."

Hearing this, the prisoners seemed to have guessed something, and they kept cursing viciously, but they were completely suppressed by Yuan Zhengyang!

"Return to Xuantian Realm!"

Gu Han ignored them and swiped the black sword in his hand. A beam of sword light fell instantly, breaking the barrier of Xuantian Realm!

Swish, brush, brush!

Immediately, with him as the leader, sword lights of various colors lit up and turned into tens of thousands of streams of light, returning to the Xuantian Realm one after another.

Silence everywhere.

When all the people who came to watch the ceremony saw this scene, their faces showed emotion, and they also followed and went to watch the ceremony.

They found out.

Gu Han is actually very easy to get along with.

He is also a person with clear grudges.

Anyone who offends him will be killed.

He will never take the initiative to bully anyone who doesn't offend him.

To them.

This is enough.



Within the great realm of Xuantian.

Qianye dropped down with Ye Junyi and stood a little further away.

"how?"

Ye Junyi asked strangely, "Why don't you get closer?"

"This is the Xuantian Domain, his home field."

Qianye laughed and said, "He is my brother. If my brother is in trouble, I will support the scene! If my brother is in the limelight, I will just watch quietly!"

"Of course."

After a pause, he added, "I am worried that if you are too close, others will only look at me and not him."

Ye Junyi "..."

She suddenly discovered.

It is not without reason that Qianye and Gu Han have a good relationship.

Not just him.

Chongming, Gu Tian, ​​Mo Chenyin, Leng Meizi, Mei Yun... these people were all standing in every corner, watching Gu Han silently.

On the contrary, they are saplings.

I kept thinking, wanting to fall on Gu Han's head and add a strange color to him.

The idea is beautiful.

The reality is cruel.

I just had an idea, but before I put it into action, Leng Meizi pinched it in her hand and twisted it back and forth. It hurt so much that I cried for my father and my mother, and shouted for mercy.



The center of the great world.

Gu Han stood proudly in the wind, dressed in hunting clothes, facing the gazes of tens of thousands of people, with a calm face, and said calmly, "Old Sun, what day is today?"

As a practitioner.

Years and months are meaningless to him, but today is special. If he wants to establish the Xuantian Sword Sect again, he naturally has to ask.

"this……"

Lao Sun was a little embarrassed. Gu Han asked about his blind spots in knowledge.

A practicing person.

Does anyone remember this?

"Xinwei, September 18th."

Liu Zhuqing suddenly said, "According to mortal calculations, this should be the day."

Seeing everyone confused.

She took the initiative to explain, "I've been alone for a long time, and I'm used to counting the days."

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

"That's it."

After writing down the time, Gu Han glanced at everyone, "Then..."

boom!

Rumble!

Halfway through, a sudden change occurred!
Chapter completed!
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