"Just so-so."

Gu Han smiled.

Swish, brush, brush!

The next moment, thousands of sharp thoughts flashed past, and everyone felt their eyes light up. Thousands of swords circled and danced for a moment, and fell neatly around Gu Han. The sword body trembled slightly and kept ringing.

When they echoed each other, they showed their awe-inspiring and sharp intentions, and the place where they stood almost turned into a sea of ​​swords!

"Brother..."

Ren Wu was dumbfounded and murmured, "You're so fucking awesome!"

Ren Liu blinked and glanced at Zhao Yan, "Less... less... less than a thousand!"

Zhao Yan......

As a sword cultivator, thousands of swords crossed the sky, which shocked Fan Yu far more than the other three, almost subverting his understanding of sword cultivators!

Still...can you still play like this?

"you……"

Zhao Yan suppressed the horror in his heart and said, "With so many swords, can you... control them?"

"In fact."

Gu Han said helplessly, "It's still too little."

Zhao Yan was stunned, "Young Master?"

Gu Han nodded, "You must have at least tens of thousands of swords."

He sighed secretly.

Otherwise, Xuantian Swordsman is very poor and cannot even collect tens of thousands of swords!

Zhao Yan stopped talking.
Chapter completed!