"You want to leave?"

"how?"

Chongming had a disgusted look on his face.

"You still want Mr. Chicken to help you kill them all?"

"actually."

Gu Han thought for a while.

"It's not impossible."

"Boy!"

Chongming was so angry that he almost fell down.

"Master Ji, I have a bad memory, but I'm not stupid. Master Ji knows very well what idea you have! I'm doing this for you because you're a swordsman. It's my own business after all.

You have to solve it yourself!”

Gu Han was not too disappointed.

He knows.

Chongming might have been kept in the dark at first, but later on, he had already realized it and just cooperated with him in a play.

"Master Chicken, see you later!"

"Right."

Chongming stared at the long sword.

"Does your broken sword have a name?"

Gu Han was a little dissatisfied.

Why did it break?

Where did it break?

"What's the name? No!"

He has carried this sword since he was a child, but apart from being extremely heavy and extremely hard, it has no other characteristics.

"As a sword cultivator."

Chongming seemed to want to enlighten him.

"If the sword in your hand does not have a name, it is like a living being without its soul. It will not be perfect after all!"

"When you find out the name of this sword, you will be a true swordsman!"

Gu Han frowned and said nothing.

try to find?

How to find it?

Aren’t names supposed to be chosen?

"Chicken Lord."

He also knew Chongming's intention and bowed seriously.

"What is a true swordsman?"

Chongming seemed to have thought of something, and a deep sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"A true swordsman."

It sighed softly.

"Go forward indomitably and live towards death!"

Say it.

There was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, but he didn't say anything in the end. The five-color divine light on his body flashed and he disappeared in an instant.

See him leaving.

Gu Han took back his thoughts.

Ignoring the murderous gazes of the others, he looked directly at Yang Xiong, swung his sword in his hand, and pointed it at Yang Lin.

"Master Yang, I want to make a deal with you!"

Hear the words.

Yang Ying's body trembled, and she suddenly tightly grasped the big gun in her hand.

"How dare you!"

Yang Xiong had a look of resentment and unwillingness.

"Let my son go!"

puff!

A sword energy instantly penetrated Yang Lin's body, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Excuse me."

Gu Han's face was expressionless.
Chapter completed!