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In the alley, the thick and pungent smell of blood spreads through the air, making people almost sickened.

Zhang Han held the long sword in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and he just glanced at these people around him indifferently, but soon looked away and fell on the person in the center.

"Are you alright?"

Zhang Han moved forward, came to Yang Yiman, and asked softly at the same time.

Seeing the latter at this moment, her whole body trembled, her pretty face was full of horror, and there were corpses all around, Yang Yiman's whole body couldn't stop trembling, obviously she was still scared until now.

"What a great swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, at the other end of the alley, a low exclamation sounded, but soon, it was covered by another exclamation, "Sister, how are you, are you okay?"

Yang Ruorou stepped forward quickly, came to Yang Yiman's side, her pretty face was full of anxiety, and asked in a low voice.

At this time, Zhang Han's gaze turned and also landed on the figure in the distance.

Xie Ling.

After being attacked by a punch from a dead body, although Xie Ling did not pass out, he also suffered a lot of injuries, fortunately in the corner of the side, but he was not caught by the aftermath of the battle.

"Senior Sister Xie Ling, are you alright?"

Zhang Han went over, helped Xie Ling up, and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Han suddenly burst out with powerful strength, which made Xie Ling stunned for a while, and when he heard Zhang Han's voice at this moment, he just nodded slightly.

"Woo Woo Woo ~ "

At the mouth of the alley in the distance, he suddenly remembered the piercing sound of breaking the wind, which attracted Zhang Han's attention, and the long sword in his hand shook suddenly, and soon burst out with an amazing momentum, ready to blast out at any time.

But soon, a burst of messy footsteps came, and the leader was none other than the leading disciple of the Great Dao Sect, Xu Haoyu.

"Senior Sister Xie Ling, are you okay?"

After Xu Haoyu approached, he immediately exclaimed, and his attention kept falling on Xie Ling.

The other disciples focused their attention on the corpse next to them, and when they saw the blood spreading around them and the corpse was disordered, they all gasped, and their eyes were a little incredible.

"Hiss~"

"Just the traces left by this battle can show how dangerous the battle is. ”

"Fortunately, Senior Sister Xie Ling is fine. ”

“......”

Originally, everyone had a worried look on their faces, and there was a menacing look, but when they saw that Xie Ling was just a little pale, everyone exhaled a long breath.

Soon, Yang Yiman and Xie Ling were all surrounded by the disciples of the Great Dao Sect who rushed to the center, and they walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion in a mighty manner.

As for Zhang Han......

From beginning to end, no one looked at him, even though he was covered in blood and the blood of the long sword in his hand was dripping.

It's just that Xie Ling was surrounded by everyone, his eyes skimmed, and he glanced at Zhang Han deeply.

The blood in the alley was surging to the sky, a smell of blood spread and spread, blood clots coagulated on the ground, and the surrounding walls were shrouded in red blood, which looked like it couldn't help but make people's scalps tingle and a chilling feeling.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, after a long time, Xie Ling and Yang Yiman recovered a little, but their faces were still pale and they had a sick feeling.

Zhang Han sat alone in the room, his eyes closed, absorbing the harvest of that battle.

Against these disciples of the Immortal Sect, Zhang Han was only using the first three swords of the Nine Swords of the Proud Dragon, but those disciples were defeated under Zhang Han's hands, which greatly increased Zhang Han's confidence.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just when Zhang Han was sitting quietly and feeling, a hurried knock suddenly came to mind outside the door.

The knock on the door was covered for a while, and there was no intention of stopping, Zhang Han was suspicious in his heart, but he stood up, opened the door, and a shadow appeared in front of him.

"Yang Ruorou, why are you!"

When he saw this person, Zhang Han was stunned and a little puzzled.

Originally, he thought that it must be Xu Haoyu, or Xie Ling and others who suddenly came to find him at this moment, but he didn't expect that it would be the third miss of the Yang family, Yang Ruorou.

"I'm going to learn the sword. ”

"I saw it all in the alley just now!"

Yang Ruo's soft eyes stared at Zhang Han, her eyes were shining, and she looked at Zhang Han expectantly.

"This ......" Hearing Yang Ruorou's words, Zhang Han hesitated for a while.

Looking at Yang Ruorou outside the door, dressed in a strong suit, the three thousand green silk that was originally sprinkled like a waterfall was also trapped by a ribbon, which looked heroic, and he was still holding a sword in his hand, looking at Zhang Han eager to try.

"Sword training is hard work. Zhang Han's expression was normal, his face was straight, and he said with some sternness, "You are a girl, how can you endure these hardships?"

Zhang Han deliberately said that the difficulties in it were a lot stricter, but this is also true.

Without hard work, where can you achieve anything!

Even Zhang Han, who cultivates the major martial arts, is also fused with the battle dragon body, although there are some shortcuts, but this is also inseparable from his hard work.

"I'm not afraid!"

After hearing Zhang Han's words, Yang Ruorou shook her head again and again, her voice was extremely solemn, and she became more determined, "I want to practice swords." ”

"Good!"

Looking at Yang Ruorou's determined expression, Zhang Han nodded slightly.

"Come on, look at it!"

Zhang Han strode out, came to the small courtyard outside the house, shook the long sword in his hand, and said to Yang Ruorou.

Seeing that Zhang Han wanted to teach him, Yang Ruorou nodded again and again, and she also put on a posture on the side, wanting to practice with Zhang Han.

"This set of swordsmanship is called the Three Absolute Swords!"

Zhang Han carried the long sword on his back and said lightly.

"The emphasis is on three swords to kill, and if the sword comes out three times, it must be killed. ”

Zhang Han was talking while gesturing with the long sword in his hand, and there was a hint of arrogance in his voice, and as his low roar fell, the whole person suddenly moved.

"Whoosh!"

In the small courtyard, there was a loud explosion, and Yang Ruorou did not hesitate, followed Zhang Han's side, and began to study in style.

"How's that, remember?"

Zhang Han used the Three Absolute Swords ten times before he stopped and asked Yang Ruorou out loud.

"Hmm!" Yang Ruorou was extremely excited, and nodded emphatically, indicating that she had memorized it.

"That's good!"

"Remember this set of swordsmanship, go back and practice hard!"

After Zhang Han finished speaking, he picked up his long sword and returned to his room.

Three Absolute Swords, if this set of swordsmanship is taught by ordinary people, it will take at least a few years to learn.

Zhang Han taught Yang Ruorou this set of swordsmanship, and the subsequent cultivation depends on her own comprehension ability.

Zhang Han didn't care too much about Yang Ruorou's little girl-like mentality, and soon forgot about it and devoted himself to cultivation.

When the eldest lady of the Yang family encountered the attack of the Immortal Sect, the Prime Minister's Mansion was on high alert, except for the ten disciples of the Great Dao Sect, as well as the masters of the Prime Minister's Mansion, they were all on alert.

There was an immortal sect outside, and Prime Minister Yang Wanli didn't dare to be careless, so he ordered everyone to stay in the mansion and wait for the arrival of reinforcements from the Great Dao Sect before they could enter the next move.

The next day, there was a quick knock on the door outside Zhang Han's room.

"Who could it be so early?"

Zhang Han was puzzled in his eyes, but he still got up and opened the door.

The man standing at the door made Zhang Han subconsciously stunned.

"Why are you again!" Zhang Han paused, with some helplessness on his face, and said with a wry smile.

"Brother Zhang Han, I have practiced the three unique swords you taught me yesterday. ”

Yang Ruorou looked extremely excited, and there were strands of hair scattered on her forehead, which looked a little messy, but her beautiful eyes were full of ecstasy.

"Oh, it's been practiced so quickly?" Zhang Han was stunned, but he didn't bother with the little girl, "Okay, you can try it!"

Zhang Han paced out, came to the edge of the small courtyard and stood still, and motioned for Yang Ruorou to perform it again.

"Look!"

Yang Ruorou was extremely excited, and at that moment, the long sword in her hand shook and strode out.

"Three Absolute Swords!"

A thunderous shout suddenly spread in Yang Ruorou's mouth. At the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed out one after another, transforming into sword shadows in the air, and the air vibrated and turned into ripples and exploded.

"Bang!"

The three swords fell, Yang Ruorou pointed forward with his long sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed on a boulder, and the boulder exploded with a bang.

"Three Absolute Swords!" Yang Ruorou did not hesitate, and suddenly reprimanded again, the sword was like a dragon, compared to the previous sword, the strength was stronger, and the power was greater.

Zhang Han stood by and watched, but he was dumbfounded all of a sudden, and he didn't react until Yang Ruorou shouted several times beside him.

"Three Absolute Proud Dragon Kill!" Zhang Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and said with difficulty.

When he taught Yang Ruorou the Three Absolute Swords yesterday, Zhang Han faintly still had the shadow of the Three Absolute Proud Dragon Killing, but he didn't expect that in just one night, Yang Ruorou not only practiced the Three Absolute Swords, but also practiced the Three Absolute Dragon Killing.

"What's the matter, I'm amazing!" Looking at Zhang Han's stunned expression, Yang Ruorou said proudly:

"I want to cultivate the most powerful swordsmanship in the world, and I want to become the number one sword in the world!"

The first sword in the world!

After hearing this, Zhang Han was instantly stunned and stunned.

"...... so"

Zhang Han's eyes turned and fell on Yang Ruorou in front of him, and he suddenly understood in his heart.

"In the previous life, the Yang family's first sword in the world only rose strongly after the collapse of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and finally destroyed the Immortal Sect. ”

"It turned out to be ......"

Some rumors from his previous life turned into fragments and gradually emerged in Zhang Han's mind.

In the previous life, the prime minister resigned and was killed by the people of the Immortal Sect on the way home, and Yang Yiman, the eldest lady of the Yang family, was also killed, Zhang He was heartbroken and rose strongly to seize the throne, while the third lady of the Yang family disguised herself as a man, cut off her long hair, and became a master of swordsmanship.

"It turns out that this is the case, a swordsman who has just appeared in the Yang family, the first sword in the world, Yang Jingtian. ”

"But who would have thought that the famous Yang Jingtian would be the third lady of Yang Fu, Yang Ruorou?"

A little bit of memory emerged, and after sorting out these memory fragments, Zhang Han understood them all at once.

"Okay, then I'll teach you another trick. ”

Yang Ruorou was thirsty for learning, Zhang Han was also extremely excited, shook his long sword, strode into the small courtyard, and began to show it again.

As the clock ticked by, near noon, the sky was suddenly overcast, accompanied by thunderstorms and heavy rain.

Under this torrential rain, in the entire Ning City, a battle that changed history was quietly unfolding.

In the drifting rain, there was the sound of soldiers hurrying, there were the sounds of battle, and there were long whistles.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhang Han, together with many brothers and sisters, was firmly guarding the surroundings and protecting the safety of Prime Minister Yang Wanli.

Although it was in the prime minister's mansion, news from the outside world came in through various channels.

Zhang He staged a coup d'état and fought a decisive battle with the second prince Zhang Geng at the north gate of the imperial city.

After hearing the news, a touch of joy also appeared on Zhang Han's calm face.

"In this way, do I change history, or do I still let history repeat itself?"

Zhang Han muttered to himself, even he couldn't answer the answer to this question.

In the early morning of the next day, a piece of news came, which made the prime minister's mansion, which had been silent, rise again.

At three o'clock last night, outside the Xuanwu Gate at the north gate of the imperial city, Zhang He killed Zhang Geng with a sword, and many masters were all killed.

In the early hours of the morning, the emperor issued a holy decree, appointing Zhang He as the crown prince and commanding 30,000 Praetorian Guards.

At the same time, in the early morning, a holy decree came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Prime Minister Yang Wanliguan was reinstated, reinstated as Prime Minister, and assisted the crown prince Zhang He.

When this news reached Zhang Han's ears, he was secretly relieved in his heart.