408 His name is Han Xiu! (1/2)
Kunlun Mountain, outside the Qing Daqian sword array.
A peak in the north, where the ten elders of Kunlun are located, is also the central core of the current Kunlun disciples.
However, at this moment, all the disciples were excited.
” Shangqing sword !”
”It's Shangqing sword !”
”It's really Shangqing Sword!”
”Look, Shangqing sword flew out of the sword array!”
”...”
All Kunlun disciples, including Zhao Wenhan, including the wine madman, were horrified at the Shangqing sword that broke out from the sword array.
Accompanied by Shangqing sword, there is also a voice of sorrowful swords.
When I heard the sound of this sword, all the Kunlun disciples suddenly trembled in their hearts.
An ominous premonition permeates the hearts of every disciple.
”Kunlun disciples listened to orders.”
When the Shangqing sword came, a voice came out through the sword and echoed in the heavens and the earth.
This is the voice of Han Xiu.
When the sound came out, Kunlun's 80,000 disciples were all kneeling with their swords.
Even the wine madman is the same.
everyone…
They are all watching the Kunqing Shangqing sword, and the eyes are red!
Everyone guessed ... what would happen next.
”I am Han Xiu ...”
In front of Kunlun Song Yun peak, Qin Feng 's body, the pattern of the green gold ray is getting brighter and brighter, and the sword array has been completely formed.
In front of him, Han Xiu took the hand at his back and said casually.
”I am Han Xiu, the seventy-second generation of Kunlun leader ...”
When he said this, the sound is resounding outside the Kunlun Mountains.
Resounding in the north of the mountain peak, fell into the ears of 80,000 Kunlun disciples.
” Lu Changyi, I will pass you Kunlun Shangqing sword. From now on, you are the 73rd owner of Kunlun.”
Han Xiu's voice echoed between the heavens and the earth.
The drunken madman kneeling on the ground, when he heard this sentence, his eyes were already red to the extreme!
...
The Kunlun peaks, blacklight shrouds everything.
A more majestic light than before appeared in the sky. Yao Ba's eyes were extremely fierce.
”Go to hell!”
Yao Ba smiled, his hands pressed, and the blacklight group took the momentum of crushing everything and fell towards Qin Feng and Han Xiu.
Qin Feng, who was shrouded in a sword array, clenched his fists tightly at the moment, hammering forward and kneeling on top of this sword array. In front of him, Han Xiu's soul was already illusory to the extreme.
Han Xiu used all the power of sword spirit to mold this life-saving sword array for Qin Feng.
Above the sky, the huge blacklight group is already about to fall.
”Ding”....
However, at this time, Qin Feng suddenly froze, and a light ringing tone came from his ear. That was...Junling.
This ringtone, not only he heard it, Han Xiu also heard it.
Both of them are subconsciously looking at the direction. From the south side of the Kunlun Mountains, there is a golden cloud. At this moment, It is rushing and rushing through the Qing Daqian sword array.
On the cloud, there are two women.
Nangong Yiren, Yun Ling.
Nangong Yiren's heavenly lady body can pass through all the barriers, which naturally include Qing Daqian sword array.
”Linger.”
Han Xiu, this is the first time he and Yun Ling, his daughter, really look at each other eye to eye.
Yun Ling on Somersault cloud saw this scene, saw the huge blacklight group in the sky, saw Qin Feng, saw Han Xiu...
She heard the voice of Han Xiu.
He heard that he was calling her name...
This is her father.
”father…”