Fantasy: Tampering with the script, the supporting role becomes destiny!

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After reading the analysis of the system.

Su Han suddenly opened his eyes.

next second.

Accompanied by the sword intent, Gang Feng charged towards Su Han, but the figure of the gray-clothed old man was still invisible.

Just when everyone thought that Su Han was about to be beheaded by the old man in gray.

Su Han closed his eyes again, and put his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone.

"This is... ready to give up struggling?"

"Third Elder's Qiuqian Jianming Jue, once the sword is released, the real body will no longer be seen. If you want to see the real body again, it must be the moment the opponent's head falls to the ground!"

"Is this the legendary Qiuqian Jianming Jue... If I were to face it, I wouldn't even have the courage to hold a sword..."

"......"

At this moment, everyone felt that Su Han had no chance of surviving.

The third elder of the eighth level of the Profound Sky, using the Sword Art of Fame, tried his best to kill a junior at the Profound Realm... No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of any possibility of losing.

"Hey"

There was an old man's sigh in the wind, maybe it was a sigh that Su Han had let him down.

this moment.

A sword energy appeared in front of Su Han from a strange angle.

"That's it!"

Immediately, Su Han opened his eyes suddenly, and used the highest level of the sword drawing formula.

The seventh step is to draw the sword.

Pull Wujian, cut Wuxin!

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Chapter 55 I will give you time to catch up until you are out of sight..

next second.

In Su Han's sight.

The wind seems to be still, the air is still, and the picture is also still.

The veins of the sword energy in the air in front of him, the trajectory of the attack, and the cocoons are generally clearly visible in Su Han's line of sight.

The figure of the gray-clothed old man also clearly appeared in Su Han's sight.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he pulled out a tiny bit.

next second.

A powerful sword energy slashed towards the gray-clothed old man as if destroying the dead.

At this moment, no one could see clearly and had no time to react.

Zheng——

The sword chanted.

The figure of the old man in gray appeared.

Immediately, blood burst out, and the right arm of the gray-clothed old man holding the sword was cut off horizontally.

The gray-clothed old man's expression was extremely frightening, not because he was afraid that his arm would be cut off, but because he was afraid that he didn't know how he lost...

Suddenly.

The severed right arm still held the iron sword and fell to the ground.

The iron sword hit the rock on the ground, making a slight sound...

And such a slight sound, very small, was extremely clear at this moment.

This space is so quiet that even the sound of the wind can't be heard, only this sound can be heard...

The gray-clothed old man also smacked to the ground, instead of taking care of his own wounds, he raised his head and asked Su Han:

"You... When did you get the sword?"

this sentence.

Very light, very light.

But I asked the voices of everyone present...

Yes indeed..

When did he get out the sword?

How did he find out the location of the old man in gray?

How did he completely reverse the attack with a sword, and cut off the arm of the gray-clothed old man.

Everyone in the audience stared at Su Han.

As for the members of the Baiyuan Sword Sect, each of them seemed to have lost their souls, their mouths were slightly opened, and their expressions were shocked to the point of fear, beyond shock...

The opponent only took out a sword...

This sword not only shattered the three elders they regarded as legends, but also shattered the tens of thousands of years of pride of Bai Yuan Jianzong!

.....

Wu Yan.

He practiced sword at the age of six.

At the age of ten, he entered Taoism with a sword and stepped into the condensed essence.

Foundation Establishment, 40-year-old Jindan, 80-year-old Tongxuan, and [-]-year-old Tianxuan!

In 200 years, it has completed a road that others have been unable to complete for thousands of years.

He is now over a thousand years old...

In the previous era, he was known as the most potential swordsman in the eastern barren state, and now he has also become the legendary third elder of the Baiyuan sword sect.

He was obsessed with swords all his life, regarded swords as his life, and practiced swords all the time in his life.

So at this moment, when he was defeated, when his arm holding the sword was cut off...

The first thing he thought of was not the physical pain, nor the blow to his dignity, but to ask how the other party used the sword and how he defeated himself...

Su Han lowered his head, looking at the look in Wu Yan's pupils.

I was slightly surprised in my heart.

This old man..

It's just a sword cultivator who regards the sword as his life.

However, Su Han didn't have the slightest sympathy for him. He was not a great saint, and if the other party wanted to kill him, he would not have any sympathy.

"This is the seventh stage of the Sword Drawing Technique"

"Pull no sword, cut no heart"

Su Han's voice echoed in this space...

heard.

Wu Yan was stunned for a second, the look in his pupils became thicker, then dimmed again.

Immediately, he suddenly laughed maniacally:

"Hahahaha"

"I, Wu Yan, have practiced the muddled sword for a lifetime."

"In this world, there are no brilliant sword tactics, only brilliant swordsmanship."

"Any sword technique, even the lowest level of drawing the sword, can exert the strongest power..."

"This is... the real pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

At this moment, Wu Yan seemed to realize something, but he didn't realize anything.

Immediately, Wu Yan looked at Su Han without any resentment or hatred, only admiration, admiration from the heart.

He felt Wu Yan's gaze.

Su Han also didn't understand what Wu Yan made up for himself...

Su Han himself knows what the hell is the pinnacle of swordsmanship...

It's just that the system eliminated all the loopholes in the Sword Drawing Art, making the Sword Drawing Art impeccable and its potential infinitely improved.

Only then did Su Han's strength in the Tongxuan Realm exert such terrifying power.

"kid"

"I lost"

"I once swore to Kenshin"

"If you lose the sword, you won't give yourself a chance to live"

With that said, Wu Yan stood up unsteadily.

"Before, I used the Sky Profound Realm to bully you"

"But I didn't expect...I was just overthinking my own strength"

"I am not martial"

immediately.

Wu Yan took out an iron sword and pointed the tip at himself.

see.

Xiao Feng, the Pagoda Master of Baiyuan Holy Land, saw his junior brother's actions at this moment, so he knew what he was going to do.

In an instant, he came to Wu Yan's side, held the hilt of the sword, and prevented his junior from hanging himself.

"Brother, you came just in time"

"You can send me away"

Wu Yan smiled wryly.

Xiao Feng looked at his junior brother who had lost his sword heart at this moment, and his heart ached. Even if he stopped him now, he couldn't save him.

A sword cultivator who has lost his sword heart will not let himself survive, especially his junior who regards the sword as his life.

immediately.

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, turned around and bowed to Su Han, clasped his fists and said:

"Young Master, on behalf of the entire Baiyuan Sword Sect, I apologize to you"

"As an apology, I will give you half of the treasure house of the entire Baiyuan Sword Sect, and I will make all the disciples and elders of the entire Baiyuan Sword Sect apologize for you."

The words fall.

Xiao Feng turned his head and glanced at all the disciples and elders in Baiyuan Holy Land, and the breath of Zifu Yizhong burst out instantly.

Hear the sword master's order.