The Ultimate Sword Master

Gu Han slowly opened his eyes.

He happened to meet Gu Tian's concerned eyes.

"Father."

He smiled.

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

"……good."

Gu Tian closed his eyes again and once again concentrated on refining the body of the golden-scaled crocodile that had little essence left.

Gulu!

The fat man swallowed and quietly looked back at Han.

"It's... it's done?"

"It's done."

"How... did it happen?"

"It's not very difficult."

Gu Han thought for a while.

"It's just a casual slash. It's not too easy."

He told the truth.

After exerting great force, it was the black shadow who was exhausted to death, and the sword intention of that sword came from the sword prison. As for him... he just made a waving motion.

"..."

The fat man was sore again.

"Can you tell me how you did it?"

"Fat man."

Gu Han shook his head.

"It's not that I'm hiding anything. No one can copy my method, and... this is related to my secret. I'm sorry."

"Oh, Fatty understands."

The fat man waved his hands feebly.

"I was just a little bit shocked..."

"okay."

Gu Han patted him.

"Actually, you're not bad either."

"real?"

"Really, at least I have never seen such a thick-skinned person."

"..."

The fat man stopped talking.

Are you so damn comforting?

At this moment.

A burst of demonic energy exploded!

But it was Gu Tian who finally absorbed all the flesh and blood essence of the golden-scaled crocodile. Not only did his aura surge, but his eyes also became wild again.

"Father."

Gu Han felt happy.

"Your injury..."

"No... hindrance."

"Then you go back with me."

Seeing the matter is over.

Gu Han had no intention of staying any longer.

"no……"

No idea.

Gu Tian shook his head, a trace of struggle appeared in his eyes, as if he was trying his best to suppress the rising demonic nature.

"You can't go back yet..."

"Why!"

Gu Han was in a hurry.

"It took a lot of effort for me to..."

"do not come!"

The violence in Gu Tian's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he stopped Gu Han.

"I'll... look for you in a while... and you... go back first..."

boom!

The words are not finished yet.

As if he could no longer suppress the demonic nature in his body, he shouted angrily, his figure instantly rose into the sky, and disappeared from the sight of the two of them in the blink of an eye!

"Father..."

Gu Han sighed.

He could tell that the demonic nature in Gu Tian's body had greatly increased, and he obviously left temporarily to avoid hurting him.

"Don't worry."

Gu Tian leaves.

The fat man returned to his true colors.

"With our foster father's strength, who can hurt him? Didn't you see that the monsters would run around him when they saw him?"

"Show some face!"

Gu Han glanced at him.

"That's my adoptive father."

"It's all the same! We live and die together, we are as close as brothers, isn't what's yours mine?"

"hehe."

Gu Han was too lazy to pay attention to him and strode away.

Only half gone.

He stopped suddenly.

"It's over!"

The fat man also reacted and immediately withered.

"Our adoptive father is a bit unreliable. Even if he wants to leave... he has to send us out first!"

"Fat man."

Gu Han's eyes were dark.

"The royal capital...is in the north, right?"

"yes!"

"Then...where is the north?"

"..."

The fat man was asked.

It was dark here, the surrounding scenery was almost exactly the same, and the two of them had no spiritual sense, so it was naturally difficult to determine the direction.

"This way!"

The fat man looked around with his eyes and suddenly pointed in a direction.

"It must be this way!"

"how do you know?"

"Nonsense, did you see that tree? I broke it when I came here!"

"..."

…

Outside the wild forest.

A man in black robes was constantly shuttling through the dense forest. He was very fast, covering a distance of more than ten feet with one step.

It was Yang Ying who had tested Gu Han before!

At this moment.

A figure fell silently in front of him, blocking his way.

Dressed in white, spotless, elegant and easy-going, just looking at her back can make people feel good about her.

"Senior Brother Luo!"

Meet this person.

Yang Ying froze and saluted quickly, looking extremely respectful.

"you are back?"

"Come back and see."

The man in front waved his hand casually with a gentle voice.

"Junior Brother Yang, what was the result of this test?"

"All passed."

Yang Ying's heart tightened.

"Especially that Gu Han from Da Qi, his strength is particularly outstanding. Does Senior Brother Luo want to test it?"

"No."

The man shook his head.

"Just leave these little things to Junior Brother Yuan. I will only stay for two days before leaving."

Hear the words.

For some reason, Yang Ying suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior brother."

The man turned around slowly, half-smiling but not smiling.

"You seem a little afraid of me?"

"What are you talking about, senior brother!"

Yang Ying saluted quickly.

"I just……"

"It doesn't matter."

The man didn't care, but mentioned another thing.

"I heard that you have a sister in the Dachu Martial Arts Academy."

"……yes!"

"How is your aptitude?"

"Fair enough."

"Yes, in ten days the sect will reopen its mountain gate, let her prepare well."

"Ten days?"

Yang Ying was stunned.

"Isn't there still a year?"

"I think a year is too long."

The man smiled.

"So it was changed to ten days later. The sect master and several supreme elders have no objection."

Yang Ying didn't dare to ask more.

"Forget it."

Seeing Yang Ying's reserved face, the man seemed to find it a bit boring.

"You go back, I'll go to the capital of Daqi and then leave. Tell them, so they don't worry."

"Brother Luo."

Yang Ying was brave.

"You go to the capital..."

"Solve some small things."

The man laughed again.

"I've been away for these years, and it seems that some people have begun to ignore the rules of Qingyun Pavilion."

After speaking.

A breeze blew by.

The man had disappeared.

Yang Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief, his back... had already been soaked with sweat!

...

Royal capital.

In a quiet room in the Grand Prince's Mansion.

Du Teng had a blank expression on his face, frowned, and was a little uneasy.

Three days!

It had been three days since the end of the martial arts school trial!

Although he had already known that the monsters were rioting again, he thought that this plan was foolproof and that Gu Han could be killed no matter what, but until today...

Yu Hua didn't come back!

Jiang Hong didn't come back!

Vice Dean Wu and his men didn't come back!

Even... even Tian Heng didn't come back!

As for whether Gu Han was dead or not, and what happened in the trial ground, he had no idea.

"Forget it!"

Thinking of this.

He stood up suddenly.

"At most, I'll go there myself..."

"Uncle Master."

Just as he was worried.

A voice suddenly came in from outside the door.

"Who!"

Du Teng's heart trembled, and his face changed drastically after a glance.

"Wu... Wushuang? Why... why are you back?"

Outside the door.

A young man in white clothes, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like bright stars, and a refined air on his body stood there, looking at him with a smile.

It was the man named Luo who had just met Yang Ying.

Luo Wushuang!

"Uncle Master, you seem... worried?"

"No, no!"

Du Teng hastily denied.

"But Wushuang, why... why are you here at this time..."

"Come back to see."

Said.

Luo Wushuang walked in and sat down slowly.

"I've been away for a long time, and I miss the sect a little bit, but I won't stay long this time, and I will leave tomorrow, uncle master, sit down!"

"Okay, okay!"

Du Teng was nervous.

"Wushuang, you came to me because..."

"No big deal."

Luo Wushuang waved his hand and said calmly: "It's just that the place I went to was too dangerous, so I came to ask my uncle for two life-saving pills. I hope... my uncle won't be stingy."

"No, no!"

Du Teng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wushuang, what kind of pill do you want? Just tell me! Even if I don't have it, I can make it for you on the spot."

"No hurry, no hurry."

Luo Wushuang smiled again.

"Before that, I want to ask my uncle a question."

With a click.

Du Teng's heart jumped.

"What...what?"

"Where is that Pavilion Master Tian now?"

"He..."

Du Teng's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

"I...I don't know..."

"Uncle."

Luo Wushuang suddenly sighed.

"When I entered the sect, you were already the deputy dean of the Danyuan, right?"

"..."

"Uncle should also know me very well, right?"

"..."

Luo Wushuang asked every question.

Du Teng's face turned paler, until there was no trace of blood left.

"Uncle Master."

Luo Wushuang slowly stretched out a hand and looked at him quietly.

"Guess, is the crystal in my hand one or two?"

"Wushuang!"

Suddenly!

Du Teng stood up instantly, with despair on his face.

"You... you can't do this, that matter... has nothing to do with me!"

"Uncle Master."

Luo Wushuang seemed not to hear it.

"Guess."

"Wushuang! Why... do you have to force me like this? That kid... you don't even know him! Even if I kill him, it won't have any effect on you at all, you..."

"Uncle Master."

Luo Wushuang shook his head.

"Do you know where you are wrong?"

"..."

"The rules of Qingyun Pavilion are set by me, and you shouldn't violate my rules, that's all."

"..."

"But..."

Luo Wushuang looked at him quietly.

"Even if you made a mistake, I'm willing to give you a chance. This is another of my rules."

"So."

He stretched his hand forward.

"Guess, if you guess right, you can live."

Plop!

Du Teng's face turned pale and he sat down.

Luo Wushuang was not in a hurry.

He looked at him quietly.

Du Teng's face was full of despair, and his face seemed to have aged countless times in an instant. His eyes were fixed on Luo Wushuang's hand, as if he wanted to see something.

But...

He couldn't see through it at all!

"One... one!"

After a while.

Du Teng spoke again, his tone was extremely dry.

"One?"

Luo Wushuang stood up slowly.

"You have a 50% chance of guessing right, so you also have a 50% chance of surviving."

As he said.

He slowly spread out his palm...