Xuan Huan: You dare to come and cancel my engagement, and you still want to leave completely?

The heritage of Shiwandashan has been accumulated for countless epochs, and its value is unimaginable.

Most of the treasures obtained by the monks of Zhigao Continent from Shiwanda Mountain are only on the periphery.

There are treasures deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Only those who have reached the peak level of the Immortal Lord can have a chance to try their luck.

Therefore, the foundation of Shiwandashan can be said to be the best in Zigao.

"Linger..."

"I have a heart."

Su Han looked at the Hibiscus Ling holding the staff and smiled with relief.

Ling'er seems to have grown up a lot now.

The slightly immature kindness of two thousand years ago has already changed.

From this point on It can be seen that Ling'er's recovery path has definitely reached a very high level. His work style has also become much more delicate and steady.

He knows that the treasure of the Hundred Thousand Mountains that Ling'er gave to him is definitely not for him..

But for his own Jiuyuan Holy Land.

Most of the treasures in Shiwanda Mountain are treasures of heaven and earth, which are very necessary for the current Jiuyuan Holy Land. In the current

Jiuyuan Holy Land, whether it is a disciple or a Elders, their cultivation levels are not high.

Therefore, the treasures of heaven, materials and earth from Shiwandashan can greatly promote the development of the Holy Land.

"Ling'er, find a comfortable seat and take a seat."

Su Han smiled at Jinmu Ling and said.

After saying that, the monks except Huang Daoji stood up one after another and gave up their seats.

Let this Hundred Thousand Mountain The queen chose where to sit at will.

Jinmuling ordered the ferocious beasts from Shiwan Mountain to place all the treasures in the treasure house at the back of Jiuyuan Holy Land, and then found a seat closer to Su Han and sat down.

Immediately.

Dang - a clanging horn sound came from the horizon.

Suddenly, the fairy light intertwined with white and gold filled the air towards Jiuyuan Holy Land. As I got closer, I realized that it was the legion. What was in front was A knight with strong aura, wearing golden armor and holding a silver spear. The silver armored legion came from behind.

The one rushing at the front was a tall and sassy blond woman, her whole body filled with the divine brilliance of divine killing. The outburst of desire to attack makes people unable to look at it

"That is....The Holy Land of Martial Arts!"

"This golden armored army...Could it be.."

"Yes, it should be Jin Lingjun!"

Wu Yuetai stood in the void, raised his head, and said respectfully to Su Han:

"Master, my disciple is late...."

"This golden feather army is the gift prepared by the disciple for the master!"

The words fell.

The whole audience was in an uproar.

The Jin Ling Army is the iconic army of the Martial Holy Land. It can be said to be the sharpest tip of the Martial Holy Land.

Wuyue Martial God... actually gave the Golden Ling Army to Jiuyuan as a gift. Holy land!

This can be a stock...An extremely terrifying force!

Jin Ling's army has three thousand people.

Everyone is a fighting genius, and everyone is selected from the killings of hundreds of millions of people.

The one with the lowest cultivation level...They have all reached the level of Immortal Lord!

The top ten have already reached the Seventh Realm Immortal Lord!

Immortal Lord of the Seven Realms....It was enough to establish a sect in the once glorious Central Region.

Such a terrifying legion is enough to sweep through 90% of the holy lands on the mainland!

Hear the words.

Su Han's eyes gradually softened when he looked at Wu Yue.

"Yue'er"

"Master understands your intention"

"Take a seat."

Ling'er solved the problem of the treasure's heritage for Su Han, and Yue'er solved the problem of the security of the holy land for herself.

These two gifts are very much in line with Su Han's wishes.

When - at this moment, swords chanted one after another. The sound poured down from the nine heavens.

Suddenly, majestic sword intent surged from all around, permeating the entire Jiuyuan Holy Land.

Immediately, a sharp sword sound came.

"Disciple Xiao Ran"

"I bring all the sword cultivators from mainland China to congratulate Master!"

The next second.

Countless sword lights appeared in the sky above Jiuyuan Holy Land, transforming into human figures.

Billions of sword cultivators appeared, and they spread densely over tens of millions of meters.....

A middle-aged man in white clothes holding a sword stood straight in front of the sword cultivator.

"That is....Sword Master, Zhi Gao Sword Master!!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Sword Master Zhigao, recognized by mainland monks as the number one swordsman!

He...He is also a disciple of God!

Xiao Ran took a step forward.

He raised his head.

He clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully to Su Han:

"Master, disciple, these two thousand years...I have never forgotten your teachings"

"Master is getting married today, and I, Xiao Ran, can’t bring out the precious treasures."

"My gift to Master.....This is the sword cultivator in the world."

Xiao Ran paused for a moment.

He turned to face the billions of sword cultivators and shouted seriously:

"All sword cultivators, obey the order!"

"I swear by the sword master's life, if anyone harms Jiuyuan Holy Land,...No matter where you are, as long as the sword in your hand is still with you..."

"Then...please pick up the sword in your hands and guard the Jiuyuan Holy Land with your sword!"

Xiao Ran's voice, filled with majestic sword intent, spread far and wide.....

"Yes, Sword Master!"

The next second, all the sword cultivators took the swords in their hands and let out roars that shook the sky.

At this moment, the sword cultivators' voices gathered together and echoed throughout the continent.....

At this moment, the monks on the mainland were stunned.

All sword cultivators protect Jiuyuan Holy Land....What a terrifying energy that is!

Sword Cultivator of Zhigao Continent...Each of the billions of people shoulders the mission of protecting the Jiuyuan Holy Land....As long as the sword cultivators on this continent are still there, then... Jiuyuan Holy Land will not be destroyed!

Seeing the scene at this moment, Su Han's pupils shrank slightly.

He looked at the slightly tall figure in front of him and had a myriad of emotions for a moment.

It turns out that Ran'er, who couldn't even hold a sword, has become the sword master of the entire continent.

Immediately, Xiao Ran turned around and looked at Su Han

"Master....The Road to Kendo...The disciple only got a first glimpse of the door..."

"I failed to live up to your expectations of me."

"these two thousand years...Ran'er has been searching, looking for the sword in his heart"

"After all this time, I still haven't been able to actually hold a sword."

Xiao Ran's words spread throughout the Jiuyuan Holy Land.

Suddenly, everyone looked shocked.

The sword master... actually said that he couldn't really hold the sword??

And in the sword master's words, they heard... Lord God's words. The swordsmanship may far exceed that of the sword master!

"Ran'er"

"you did a great job"

"Remember my words, the path of swordsmanship...never ending"

"Not nine...It's not nineteen."

Su Han's words made them understand completely.

Master Tianzhu's swordsmanship far surpassed that of the sword master!

At this moment....Su Han's image in their minds became mysterious and tall again.

Lord God....What level has it reached?

Even the sword master’s swordsmanship...None can compare to him.

Su Han's words are also his insights over the past two thousand years.

The system has already reached the nineteenth realm of swordsmanship.

But as his strength improved, he discovered that... the way of sword seemed to never end....

Nineteen realms...may not be a true"limit""

"However, I understand what Master said!"

Xiao Ran's pupils glowed with fairy light.

"Take a seat"

"yes!"

Immediately, Xiao Ran led the sword cultivators and took their seats.

Su Han's six disciples had already reached five.

Suddenly, Su Han looked towards the horizon with feeling.

In his heart, a man in black flashed across his mind. A determined young man with a gun in his arm...

Where is Ye'er... didn't he come?......................................... ps; please customize, full order.