Fantasy: The Script Is Tampered With, And The Supporting Role Becomes Destiny!

Chapter 247: Samsara Pavilion, Yin & Yang Cut Dawn!

On the sixth day, I climbed to the eighth floor, and it turned out to be the way of swordsmanship.

However, Su Han's understanding of kendo has already surpassed most people, especially when he comprehended the six styles of the Sword Technique of Burying Immortals, he has reached the state where everything is universal.

The sword is the ancestor of all weapons, and to comprehend a trace of Sword intent requires years of accumulation, and more importantly, Talent.

"Unexpectedly, the eighth floor is the way of swordsmanship. I must be trying to block the way to the ninth floor through the way of swordsmanship. There are sword skills from all continents, and there are also ways to break moves. I don't know which expert who can't use swords created it." "

"But it's okay to learn, too many skills don't overwhelm you.

Sitting in the Lotus Position on the same spot and entering the sea of ​​consciousness with countless sword intents, compared to the sum of the speed of the previous layers.

"Unexpectedly, the sword techniques of the Great Desolation Continent are added together and compared with the Sword Technique of the Burial Immortal, it is simply shit. But I can combine the advantages of all the sword techniques of the Great Desolation Continent, and it is called: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect."

Everyone outside looked at Samsara Book Pavilion, at this time the lights on the ninth floor were on, and there was no sound.

How long has it been? The eighth floor is just lit.

It took less than half a stick of incense to pass the eighth floor.

Samsara Cangfeng, Ji Jiayi, Chu Feng, Ye Yanwu, and Lin Yujing even softened their eyes 540, wondering if there is something wrong with their eyes.

"Canglong, you helped Sect find an evildoer back. This time the Seven Great Sects compete, our Sect has a little more chance of winning.

The beaming Samsara Galaxy Cluster patted Samsara Canglong's shoulder and shouted happily.

He hasn't been as happy as he is today in many years.

"Master Patriarch, what's on the ninth floor? I can't bear to wait for the younger brother to come out and ask." Samsara Canglong looked at the old man excitedly.

The old man put his hands behind his back, thought for a few seconds, turned around, and said word by word: "When I first joined the Inner Sect Tianjiao of the Samsara Sect, the master told me that the ninth layer sealed the ancient secret history. The specific content is unknown. Everyone knows, probably only the people who built this Samsara Pavilion know."

"Samsara Pavilion was created by Ouyang Zi, the first generation founder of Samsara Sect."

"If the deity's guess is correct, so far only he and the little guy in the tower know the contents of the ninth floor."

How far away is the ancient secret history? Everyone's face is full of confusion.

At this time, Su Han stepped into the ninth floor of Samsara Bookstore

A gust of cold wind carries the dust and blows it head-on

Su Han tilted his face slightly and closed his eyes, then opened them, and found himself on a battlefield with countless bones.

Instantly casts the Sword intent.

The whole body is airtight, and the cold killing intent condenses around.

Su Han glanced at himself, and found that the whole body was handcuffed, which was extremely strong, and there was no way to break it with brute force.

There is no Cultivation Base in the body, and there is no way to get in touch with the outside world.

An old man was wearing a white robe, with black and white hair, and phoenix eyes with water-cut pupils. He looked idle and resourceful.

The old man turned his head and kept staring at Su Han.

Being stared at by an old man like this, Su Han felt a little terrified inside, this old man wouldn't have a habit of accepting male favors.

The old man flashed to the side in an instant, dunked, and you shouted angrily: "Boy, don't think about it."

pain pain pain!!!

Facts have proved that Su Han is completely overthinking, and the old man has no such idea at all.

With his hands behind his back, the old man showed a long-lost smile on his old face: "I have been waiting for countless (ceee) years, and someone with predestined relationship has finally come. Your current strength can shake all the arrogances of the hundred sects in ancient times. Today You are enough to be recorded in the history of Samsara sect!"

Su Han shook his head: "It's just luck."

The old man turned around and said word by word: "Do you know that luck is also a part of strength?"

"You can let me show up, it means that I don't have much time, and what I want to say is mainly two things.

When the old man said this, he waved his hand, and a box engraved with the dragon and phoenix logo floated in front of Su Han.

Incomparably exquisite, there is not a single opening around the box.

Su Han looked at the box in front of him and frowned: "What is this?"

"This is something that belongs to you, and it can be opened with a drop of your Blood Essence." The old man said.

Su Han bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a drop of Blood Essence, which dripped on the box.

Immediately, multicolored rays of light radiated, and a cold and arrogant figure stepped on a dragon and rushed into the thousands of troops.

What surprised Su Han was that the other party seemed to have some kind of ability, which could counter everything, with boundless arrogance!

Who are you here? Why do I see

The old man suddenly shot a ray of light with his finger and sealed his mouth.

There was a slight arc in the corner of his mouth, he shook his head and said, "I can't say it, I can't say it.

Su Han, who was restrained, let out a murmuring sound from his angry mouth.

If it weren't for seeing how old you are, I would have beat you up long ago. I really have the urge to slash Samsara Pavilion with a sword!

The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "The second thing is also the most important thing. I hope you can save the Samsara Sect when it is in disaster."

Su Han has a sharp look in his eyes, what kind of nerves does the old hair have, the Samsara sect is like a cloud of masters, invincible, let me save it?

"I didn't mean to force it."

There was a hint of worry on the old man's face, worried that the boy in front of him would refuse.

"Oh! That's all, that's all."

With a wave of his hand, the shackles on Su Han disappeared.

The next moment, the scene in front of him made Su Han's eyes shrink and he was caught off guard. .