Gu Han's expression was shocked!

In the Xuantian Sword Talisman, except for the Xuantian Ancestor, each generation of sword head actually left behind the experience and name of the sword. However, the name of the Xuantian Sword Head is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Few people have always known their original names.

And Zong Yue.

It is indeed a sword leader of a generation, and it is also a personal disciple of Master Xuantian!

"How did you... know him?"

"Remember?"

Yun Xiao sighed, "What I told you before, more than 100,000 years ago, I, Shifeng, and the nine return realms of Yun's family, and many old friends, fought with the gods..."

"And Zong Yue."

"I am one of my old friends."

"At that time, he went out for a trip and happened to meet me. The two of us had a great conversation and were in a similar mood. He also showed me his sword skills, which were of the same origin as the sword you used before. Therefore, I guess you are one of the sword cultivators of the Xuantian lineage."

Gu Han was not surprised either.

Strictly speaking, even though the Ten Sword Shou and the sword path of Master Xuantian, including him, have already taken their own paths, in the final analysis, they still originated from the sword mark on the sword monument. It has a hint of imagination, so it is naturally not surprising.

"And not long after."

Yun Xiao continued: "I happened to find the traces of the arrival of the gods... A big battle began from here!"

Even though he had guessed the result vaguely, Gu Han still couldn't help asking: "He is the sword leader of a generation..."

"He was too seriously injured."
Chapter completed!