Yan Hong Sword Immortal is a very pitiful woman, she is 100 times more pitiful than Zhu Yingtai in Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, and her final ending is even more embarrassing for future generations. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info But the story of the Yan Hong Sword Fairy is not within the scope of our telling, and it is unlikely that there will be any intersection with Gu Han, so we don't have to worry about her anymore.

In any case, the Red Sword Immortal also successfully passed the test of the Bullfighting Palace, and went to the White Tiger Palace, the third palace, in style, and the sword bearers who stayed here as spectators for the past two days were envious. Most of the audience here are participants who have been stuck here for up to days, months, or even years. It's a sad story that many of them couldn't put on stockings for an angry bull after hundreds of experiments.

However, seeing the most difficult red bull to train on weekdays was tamed by a weak girl, which added a lot of confidence to the other contestants. Maybe these bulls are celebrating the Spring Festival today, so they are in a good mood, they will not be as irritable as they are on weekdays, and they may use their horns to push themselves at every turn, so that their chances of successfully passing the bullfighting palace can also be much greater.

It's a pity that such a fantasy only existed for less than a minute, because the next bull cry that made the entire bullfighting palace tremble made the atmosphere of the entire bullfighting palace instantly lower to the bottom.

The sword-wielders who have just arrived here may not know it, but the old fritters who have been in the bullfighting palace for a long time know it very well. Such a majestic and magnificent voice can only be called out by a bull, that is, the absolute king in the bullfighting palace, the biological father of all bulls, the Jiao-level Yuankou five-colored sacred cow.

Yes, in fact, the five-colored sacred cow is also the object of the sword-wielding stockings like his children, but the five-colored sacred cow will not appear on the opposite side of the sword-wielder as often as his other children. Only when the five-colored sacred cow is in a particularly bad mood will it take the initiative to enter the candidate cow pen, which is about 1 in 1,000, and appears once a week on average.

And it is precisely because the five-colored sacred cow is in a bad mood when it appears, so the five-colored sacred cow will make a shocking cow cry. These sword-wielding old fritters who have been in the bullfighting palace for a long time know that the five-colored sacred cow is angry when they hear this voice, and the next opponent to appear on the stage must be the five-colored sacred cow.

Since the appearance of the Bullfighting Palace, the five-colored bull has a record of winning 402 of his 403 appearances. Not to mention a sword-level sword holder, even a spirit sword-level sword holder has no way to face the five-colored divine cow with his bare hands. He could only let the opponent's horns hit his stomach, and then flew himself to the ceiling of the bullfighting palace, falling into the audience like a dead dog.

And the only defeat in the single record of 403 games also came from the cardinal sword spirit, and only this top powerhouse among the spirit sword-level sword holders, the future sword emperor was able to use his own strength to convince the head five-colored sacred cow, and then let it obediently wear the glamorous black stockings. No other sword-wielder could do that.

Maybe the Yan Red Sword Immortal who owns the Ding Sword can also do this, but the Yan Red Sword Immortal has already passed the Bullfighting Palace, and according to the rules, the Yan Red Sword Immortal no longer needs to be entangled with these sacred cows.

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"I'm rubbing! Hurry up and go down! What are you doing here? ”

"I won't go down, I won't go down...... Kill me, I won't go down......"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise at the entrance to the bullring, and the two sides of the argument were several people standing at the front of the queue. The next sword-wielder to appear should naturally be the one at the front of the queue, but this sword-wielder is also an old fritter in the bullfighting palace, and of course he knows what kind of power the five-colored sacred cow represents.

If he ends up at this time, then he is 100% doomed to have only one way to go. He had been queuing for twelve hours at the Bullfighting Palace, and if he was told that if he was doomed, and that this defeat would require another day of waiting in the makeshift camp, and then only a dozen hours in line at the Bullfighting Palace, it would be obvious that the others would be just as unhappy as he was.

That's why the sword-wielder stopped at the entrance and generously offered the sword-wielder behind him the opportunity to give him the opportunity. If there was a rookie sword-wielder behind him, he might have gone up stupidly. But the problem is that behind him is also an old fritter, and behind this old fritter there are still several old fritters, which is obviously impossible to fool the past.

So the front of the queue began to quarrel, the first person insisted on not going down, and the few people in the back of the queue just unanimously asked the first person to hurry up and go down to the game, not to waste everyone's time.

The two sides quarreled for a while, and the sword-wielding men behind them said impatiently, "If you don't dare to go down, get out of here, and line up at the end, and wait for more than ten hours." ”

This was originally a threatening sentence blurted out, but the sword-wielder in first place raised his eyebrows and said viciously, "That's good! Lao Tzu was willing to wait in line for more than ten hours. It's a failure anyway, so it can save a day and get a little beating, what's so bad about that? I'm going to line up at the end! ”

As he spoke, the sword-wielder was about to leave the queue and give up his place.

This action frightened the sword-wielder behind him, and he hurriedly grabbed the sword-wielder's arm so that he could stay in the first position for the time being. What are you kidding, if this person runs to the back and queues up again, then he won't be an unlucky pick-up man to face the five-colored sacred cow. And the rest of the sword-wielding people suddenly realized, yes, if the people in front of them all ran away, wouldn't they have to line up at the end?

This is not good, not big!

So the scene fell into an eerie silence at this moment, and everyone didn't know what to say. The few sword-wielders in the back did not dare to be the first sword-bearer themselves, for fear that the other party would not be able to think about it for a while, so they would rush to the back of the line and let themselves take the blame. But the sword wielder, who was also ranked first, really couldn't bear his current position, and he really didn't want to rearrange for more than ten hours.

A few of them quieted down, but the sword-wielders at the back of the line stopped doing it, shouting for them to hurry up and not delay everyone's time.

There was a lot of shouting like this, and he suddenly made the first person impatient, he raised his eyebrows and said to those shouting behind him, "If any of you are impatient, stand up, grandpa will give him my place, so that he doesn't have to line up and can go down to the game now, how about it?" The one who screams the most, you come down for me! ”

Good guys, everyone closed their mouths, only a few cute new ones looked here, wondering what was going on? Why is it that no one has gone over to the good thing of directly cutting in line to the first place? Is there a conspiracy in this? It seems that I should not have too much to do!

Just as the scene was in such a stalemate, a voice like heaven sounded in the ears of all the sword wielders, "Really? Can you really give me the first place? ”

It was a very honest young man who spoke, looking at each other with a loyal and honest face. The sword bearer in the first place thought for a moment, secretly guessing that this might be a newcomer who had just entered the bullfighting palace, and he didn't understand what the bull meow meant, and thought he had picked up a bargain.

The sword bearer was overjoyed, and then immediately nodded vigorously, patted his chest and said, "Yes brother, the first position is given to you, as long as you are willing, you can go down to the game now, and you don't have to queue up slowly in the back!" ”

"Really? Can this really be the case? The man squinted his eyes and looked at him blankly, "I'm a newcomer, don't lie to me, how could such a good thing happen to me?" There's no conspiracy in this, right? ”

"Nope! How can there be a conspiracy? When the sword-wielder heard this, he immediately patted his chest to ensure that there was no conspiracy in it. Then he looked meaningfully at the other sword-wielding men in line behind him, and the old fritters immediately understood what each other meant. Although they felt that this might be a bit tasteless, they didn't want to be stuck here, and they suddenly brushed up to ensure that there was a conspiracy in it.

"So be it! You've got to do me something, or I won't go down!" "The sword-wielder who seems to be honest is also a cunning guy, and he actually asks for benefits directly when he opens his mouth.

"What do you want?" Taking advantage of more than ten hours, the sword-wielder recognized it and decided to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster.

"I don't know what to ask for...... the sword-wielder touched his head, "or you should look at it!" ”

"Meow a mi, look at this guy's treacherous look, I'm afraid ordinary things can't send him away, it seems that he has to make a bloody capital!" The sword-wielder smiled bitterly in his heart, then pulled a stone out of his pocket.

Gu Han's eyes lit up when he saw this stone, because this was not an ordinary stone, but a dimensional god stone worth hundreds of thousands of hero coins in the future. Of course, in getting along with Wang Zhiqiang on this day, Gu Han already knew that in this era, although the dimensional divine stone is not too valuable, it cannot be said to be very worthless.

The Dimensional Divine Stone is worth as much as a Boeing 747 1,000 years later, and in this era it is about the same as a Wuling Light van.

"Is this worth a lot?" Gu Han deliberately pretended to be a little disgusted, looked at this dimensional god stone and said.

"My boss, don't you see that this is not an empty dimensional god stone? This is a dimensional god stone filled with the Sunset Sword, this is a soul stone of a famous sword-level sword lady, and it can be sold for tens of thousands of new Yanjing coins casually! The sword-wielder said with a wry smile.

"Really!" Gu Han quietly put this dimensional god stone into his pocket, but there were huge waves hanging in his heart. What does this mean exactly? Why can a dimensional god stone contain a famous sword-level sword girl like the Sunset Sword?

By the way, he said that this is a soul stone, could it be that this dimensional god stone contains the soul of the Sunset Sword? Did the people of this era actually cut off the soul of the sword girl?

Gu Han suddenly realized that he might have touched the deepest secret of this era.