The sword light in the figure in his hand was released, and the blue brilliance seemed to cover the heavens and the earth in a blink of an eye, in the sword light of Sen Han, the sharp and difficult killing intent suddenly paved the surface, Ran Hanchuan clearly felt that in that loud voice, the moment the word "extinguished" was spoken, the whole picture, the neighing of thousands of troops, shouting and screaming, and the howls of pain all disappeared, and the whole picture became silent. The moment the word "extinguish" came out, everything was already gone under the sword light, and everything was destroyed without a trace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of Ran Hanchuan's sluggish and terrifying eyes, the sword light that shrouded the heavens and the earth suddenly emitted a deafening roar, just like the last struggling roar on the eve of the end of the world, the boundless killing intent was instantly pressed, and even under the momentum that could not be resisted, the sword in the figure had already stopped in his hand after swinging out, but the thousands of troops and horses were all crushed in this sword light, just like an illusory cloud of smoke, disillusioned in a blink of an eye, and vanished.

Xie Guhan stood outside the Cangqing Pavilion, looking up at the sky, and suddenly felt something, turned around to look, but saw that the place where the sword was hidden on the fourth floor of the Cangqing Pavilion was shrouded by the light of Xuan Qing at this time, his pupils shrank, and he muttered: "Qingqiong, you, are you awake?" ”

Xie Guhan stared at the dazzling blue light, and he didn't know what the meaning was in his long tone, Sun Yuan silently walked to his side, hugged his fists, and asked, "This is?" ”

"Blue Dome!"

"Ran Hanchuan?"

Xie Guhan didn't answer, but Sun Yuan already understood it and seemed to know what he was thinking, Xie Guhan would turn his head and say to Sun Yuan: "Now, you are not his opponent. ”

Sun Yuan frowned slightly, and after a while, he had already turned around and walked away, and the voice came, only to hear him say: "Then let's do it later!" ”

When Xie Guhan heard this, a rare smile appeared on his frosty face, and he nodded slightly.

Ran Hanchuan opened his eyes suddenly, his gaze returned, his whole body was already soaked in cold sweat, his brain was clouded, that kind of shock was in his mind for a long time, and the five swords that made him shocked were deeply engraved in his heart, the domineering sword intent, the unrepentant sword move, the kind of sword determination and sharpness seemed to be still flickering in the pupils of his eyes at this time.

"Awake?" Until the time of a stick of incense passed, Ran Hanchuan himself seemed to have a sword intent like a figure in the picture began to permeate, and at this time, the voice of the Qingqiong Sword Spirit suddenly sounded in his ears.

Ran Hanchuan came back to his senses suddenly, and his eyes were still immersed in shock and looked at the sword spirit in a daze, and the sword spirit smiled proudly: "Great..."

A sentence of "Awesome, right?" Before he could exit, Ran Hanchuan twitched violently, and rushed to the corner of the wall with an arrow step. Under the light, his whole face instantly turned blue, and he actually vomited heavily.

It's really unbearable, such a monstrous blood, the flesh and blood flying when the enemy formation is shattered, the internal organs, the stumps and severed hands, that kind of scene is like Shura hell, Ran Hanchuan, who came back to his senses, recalled it slightly, and his stomach immediately swelled, and the huge feeling of nausea made him vomit nonstop.

"You! You, you, you! Sword Spirit pointed at Ran Hanchuan, and put on this rare proud look, I wanted to preach to this junior, but it was actually such a memory, can Sword Lingyan not be angry?

"Bastard! Bastard! You stinky boy, do you know how to count etiquette! You bastard!! One sentence changed three titles in a row, and the sword spirit was really angry at the moment.

Ran Hanchuan finally stopped throwing up, still retching twice from time to time, helplessly looking at the old man transformed by the Qingqiong Sword Spirit, and said aggrievedly: "Senior, I don't want to either, it's just that such a scene is really... Vomit! Speaking of that scene, Ran Hanchuan couldn't help but think of the scene of the sea of blood, and instantly vomited again.

"Enough, you're enough!" The sword spirit pointed at Ran Hanchuan and said word by word, Ran Hanchuan waved his hand again and again, and said, "Okay, okay, senior, I'll be fine." The voice was obviously weak, and he was about to vomit and collapse.

"Cut!" The sword spirit snorted: "I don't know" After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the Qingqiong sword body, waiting for Ran Hanchuan to recover.

After another half of the incense stick, Ran Hanchuan sat on the ground, his face was a little better-looking, but there was an unsightly puddle of filth in the corner of the wall, the sword spirit covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, and said: "You kid, you are dead, Xie Guhan will definitely kill you!" ”

Ran Hanchuan might as well take a breath and said with a bitter face: "I can't help it..."

The sword spirit snorted, silent. After another moment, Ran Hanchuan tried to ask, "Senior? ”

The sword spirit shook his head and said impatiently, "What are you doing?" ”

Ran Hanchuan still had a smile on his pale face, and said, "Senior, can I ask you a question?" ”

Sword Spirit: "Oh? He was silent.

Ran Hanchuan hurriedly apologized: "The juniors know their mistakes, the juniors know their mistakes, the seniors have a lot of adults, the sword is noble, the power is extraordinary, it is really a fairy in the sword, you can forgive me, a junior who doesn't know how to be polite." ”

The corners of the sword spirit's mouth moved, and he snorted again, saying, "You kid is interesting." He turned his head, looked at Ran Hanchuan, and asked, "You want to ask what the scene you just saw was going on, right?" ”

Ran Hanchuan nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, yes, senior, you really have insight into the opportunity, pedantic, you don't need to ask to know what the juniors think, and ask the seniors to give advice." ”

Qingqiong Sword Spirit smiled with satisfaction, and said: "Okay, yes, the children can be taught, the children can be taught, so easy to learn, let this sword spirit solve your doubts!" ”

Hearing that the sword spirit was relieved, Ran Hanchuan secretly wiped his sweat, this sword spirit is really difficult to deal with, fortunately he eats soft, this old monster who doesn't know how many thousands of years has existed is really flattering! Lonely for thousands of years, owed! Ran Hanchuan secretly felt in his heart.

"What you saw just now is the unique five-style sword move of my Qingqiong Sword, these five-style sword moves need a kind of intention, the stronger the idea, the stronger the determination at the moment of the sword, the stronger the power of the sword move, as for the person you see alone against thousands of troops, theoretically speaking, it is not impossible!"

"Theoretically?" Ran Hanchuan was dumbfounded.

"Uh... Ahem" The sword spirit coughed dryly twice, and said: "This is not to allow you to experience the power and artistic conception of the five-style sword moves more directly, such a scenario is very suitable!" ”

"Okay," Ran Hanchuan sighed lightly.

"Hey! You're disappointed, aren't you? Are you disappointed! Sword Spirit jumped.

"Uh... No," Ran Hanchuan was stunned.

"Then what are you sighing for! How strong this sword move is, everyone in the world is terrified, and its edge is afraid to avoid it, and you still sigh! ”

"I..." Ran Hanchuan really doesn't know what to say, if you say too much, you will lose, so I still don't speak.

"Humph!" The sword spirit rolled his eyes, "Besides, I didn't get the inheritance of this sword move, can't you guess who that figure is?" ”

Ran Hanchuan's heart jumped suddenly, and he raised his head and stared at the sword spirit, "You mean..."

The Qingqiong Sword Spirit was looked at by Ran Hanchuan, and somehow felt a little uncomfortable, and continued: "That's right, these five-style sword moves were left to you by your father, and the figure you saw was the phantom that your father used his own cultivation to conjure, and it has been sealed in the Qingqiong Sword for eighteen years, what are you doing when I have been a dignified Qingqiong self-styled for thirteen years, isn't it just to keep this inheritance and try not to lose it, little bastard!" ”

Father! Ran Hanchuan was shocked, and there were tears in his eyes, it turned out to be a sword move left to me by my father! At this moment, Ran Hanchuan clenched his fists, he had already decided to familiarize himself with this sword move as soon as possible. Dad, I will definitely find out what the truth of what happened back then, and for this, I want to be stronger!

The sword spirit's light snort interrupted Ran Hanchuan's thoughts, Ran Hanchuan hugged his fists and bowed, and thanked: "The juniors thank the seniors, the seniors are very kind, and there is no way to repay them!" ”

The sword spirit smiled: "It doesn't have to be like this, the son should inherit his father's business, and I, as the sword spirit, am here to be the sword master." ”

Ran Hanchuan let out an "oh", "Then now I'm the sword master?" ”

"That's right!" Sword Spirit nodded.

"Then you are for me, and you should serve me as your master!" Ran Hanchuan said leisurely.

The sword spirit was stunned for a moment, and then his face skyrocketed, and seeing that he was about to burst out of a series of foul words, Ran Hanchuan immediately apologized: "The seniors are angry, and the juniors are just asking, because you said..."

Hearing this, the sword spirit held back in one breath and said, "Forget it, what you said is not wrong." But. Little ghost, I grew up watching you. ”

Ran Hanchuan nodded, he knew what the sword spirit meant, he was like a junior in the eyes of the sword spirit, he grew up under his gaze, he should respect the sword spirit.

"Senior, don't worry, how can I really use my sword spirit as a servant? It was just a joke. ”

Hearing this, the sword spirit smiled happily and said, "Okay, okay, even if my old man didn't go into the water to scoop you up in vain." ”

Ran Hanchuan's eyes shrank, and he asked: "Senior, you must have always been by my father's side, you must know the truth back then, and please tell your seniors about the events back then." ”

For Ran Hanchuan's questioning, the sword spirit was silent, as if he was reminiscing about the unbearable past, and finally sighed helplessly, shook his head and said: "Boy, what happened back then, to be honest, I don't know, that night, I suddenly couldn't sense the outside world, I couldn't sense the master, it seemed that I was closed by a strange force, and the surroundings were like a sealed iron wall." By the time I can sense the outside world again, your father, my master, will be ...... Ay! ”

Finally, there was a thick sigh, like a tribute to the years, gently blowing to the flickering candle flame, and the fire shone as if it was the memory that had been lost in the years, why there was no self in that memory.

The candle flame was still flickering in the sword spirit's eyes, Ran Hanchuan was silent, and in the dim place where the sword was hidden, the silence invaded everything again.

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