As time passed, Gu Jian's face became ruddy, and a Martial Emperor's aura slowly appeared on his body. Under the empowerment of Jian Chen, a Martial Emperor powerhouse, the ancient sword not only returned to its former peak state, but also made a major breakthrough in strength.

On the other hand, the sword dust, with the passage of the power of the essence in the body. The original long black hair had turned white at this time, and even the skin on his face had become wrinkled.

It seemed that the power of the essence in his body had been exhausted, and Jian Chen's hands tightly grasped the ancient sword, and he slowly relaxed at this time. The body sitting on the back chair almost fell to the ground.

The ancient sword that came back to his senses hurriedly stepped forward to support Jian Chen's body. Looking at Jian Chen, who had aged a lot at this moment, Gu Jian felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Master. Why you're doing this. Gu Jian looked at Jian Chen, and said with a slightly trembling voice.

"Little sword, the master no longer has the ability to repeat the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and then the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will be handed over to you. As a teacher, I have no children in my life, and I have always regarded you as my own, I hope you will not live up to the painstaking efforts of being a teacher, and you must lead the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to become strong. ”

I don't know if it's because of weakness or whatever, Jian Chen's speech is intermittent at this time.

"Master, don't speak, I'll help you heal!"

After speaking, Gu Jian suddenly ran the exercises in his body, and then raised his palm to prepare to cross the essence of Jian Chen, a thin palm suddenly held Gu Jian's hand.

"Don't bother, for the teacher's body and for the teacher's own clearness. Xiao Jian, Xiao Yu is a person with a lot of promise, if it is possible, you can follow him, maybe one day, my Ten Thousand Swords Sect will really be able to reach an unprecedented height. Remember, don't feel bad about being a teacher, even if it's not with you。。。。。。 ”

As he spoke, Jian Chen's voice became quieter, and then the palm that was holding the ancient sword slowly drooped. As Jian Chen's eyes slowly closed, it confirmed that a generation of Martial Emperors had fallen.

Jian Chen walked very peacefully, and from his smiling face, it could be seen that he had no regrets. Gu Jian looked at Jian Chen, who had lost his breath, in a daze, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the bits and pieces with Jian Chen kept coming to his mind.

"Ahh

Thinking of the depths, Gu Jian hugged Jian Chen's body and suddenly raised his head and roared. A powerful momentum suddenly lifted all the furnishings in the room out. The roar rose into the air, lingering within the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The only dozen or so remaining disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect couldn't help but be shocked when they heard the roar of the ancient sword, and they all hurriedly put down the things in their hands and ran towards Jian Chen's other courtyard.

Xiao Yu and the others in the courtyard also heard the heart-rending roar of the ancient sword, and they didn't stop for a moment, they all flashed and disappeared into the courtyard.

When Xiao Yu and the others came to the courtyard where they came to Jianchen, they saw that more than a dozen disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were kneeling in the courtyard, and everyone's face was full of pain.

And on the steps in front of these disciples, Gu Jian stood there expressionlessly holding the corpse of Jian Chen. Seeing this, Xiao Yu and the others understood what was going on, because they couldn't feel the breath of sword dust anymore.

"Hey."

Seeing this, everyone sighed slightly. At this moment, Gu Jian came to their side with Jian Chen, preparing to leave the courtyard.

"Brother Gu...

Before Xiao Yu could finish speaking, Gu Jian's emotionless voice interrupted him as he came. Worry-free love book network

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, Gu Jian hugged Jian Chen and walked outside.

The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the fall of the sword dust, suddenly swept through the entire Ancient Martial Realm at a speed like a hurricane. Many of the leaders of the sects felt a burst of regret. After all, Jian Chen is a Martial Emperor powerhouse, and he is also considered a top powerhouse in the ancient martial arts world, and the fall of such a strong man is a very important loss to the ancient martial arts world.

Although the Ten Thousand Swords Sect suffered a catastrophe not long ago, the entire sect has become no longer what it used to be. But after all, the fall of the sect master was a major event for the sect, and under the discussion of the rest of the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, everyone decided to hold a condolence meeting for Jian Chen two days later.

Two days is not a long time, but it is not a short time. In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

At the condolence meeting of Jian Chen, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was dressed in plain clothes up and down, and the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect was also hung everywhere, and the dilapidated hall was even more white silk strips, connecting everywhere. In front of the main hall, there was a huge black coffin, and on the left and right sides of the coffin were more than a dozen disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect wearing filial piety clothes. Each of them wore linen and filial piety, with a sad look on their faces and heartbroken eyes.

Directly behind the coffin, there is a huge offering table, on which there is a large incense burner and a spiritual seat in addition to chicken, duck, fish, and fruit steamed buns.

On the pitch-black tablet, it is written in cinnabar by Gu Jian himself: Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Spirit Seat of Sword Dust!

And at the back is a huge wreath, in the center of the wreath, with a big word "Dien" written in a regular manner! The entire condolence scene was filled with a heavy atmosphere.

Gu Jian stood quietly in front of the coffin, stretched out his hands and gently stroked the coffin, and there was no expression on his face. And Xiao Yu and Lu Yinning stood behind them without saying a word, both of them looked at Gu Jian with worried eyes, but they didn't know what to say.

"The leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, lead the elders of the Heavenly Dao Alliance to come to offer condolences!"

At this moment, a heavy voice suddenly came from outside, and immediately after, several old men in white robes slowly stepped into the mourning hall.

Several old men seem to be more than eighty, but the pace of walking is very vigorous, and at the same time, a momentum of setting up people is also constantly exuding from several people.

These people are the masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance. Walking at the forefront is the current leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, Xu Fu. It is also one of the few martial saints in the ancient martial arts world today. And the few old men behind Xu Fu were all elders of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and they were extremely martial and powerful.

Xiao Yu's eyes couldn't help but fall on the person who came, and he couldn't help but feel some emotion in his heart. The force that can wipe out the entire army of the Law Enforcement Hall without much effort is really powerful.

"Master, uncle."

As soon as Xu Fu and the others entered the door, Lu Yinning came to them and shouted respectfully.

Xu Fu and the others all nodded, and then came straight to the coffin, bowed deeply, turned to look at Gu Jian and said: "Senior nephew Gu, about the matter of Brother Jian, the old man is deeply sorry, and the condolences are smooth. ”

"The seniors bothered." Gu Jian clenched his fists and bowed deeply, and said softly.

"The Xuanyuan family came to condole!"

At this moment, a loud voice came from outside. Immediately afterwards, a chaotic sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and then, the children of the Xuanyuan family, led by Xuanyuan Emperor Dao, slowly walked into the mourning hall.

In the team of the Xuanyuan family, there is also the familiarity of Xiao Yu and others, that is, the Twelve Heavenly Descent who rushed to hear the news, and the red face that Gu Jian met in the secular world, Wu Qian.