Luo Han died a strange death. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info Novel.23txt.

The entire shattered body did not have a drop of blood except for bone and flesh.

In addition, when Jian Chen opened the Burial Sword Pool Mechanism and saw Luo Han for the first time, his complexion was still ruddy like ordinary people, which was also very abnormal.

It's a pity that if there are other people in the Burial Sword Pool at this moment, it is very common to see these two unusual things.

But on the contrary, there is only Jian Chen here, and it is Jian Chen who was carried away by the sudden surge of bloody qi!

Completely holding Luo Han's last handful of bones into the deep pit that had been blasted out, Jian Chen stood up and looked left and right.

The burial sword pool is actually not big, this one can be seen through the end of the other end, in addition to the huge copper furnace in the middle, there are only real silver swords scattered everywhere, which have been refined and discarded by the ancestor of the sword mound.

Now that I think about it, since the Wind Chasing Sword is a real Blood-draining Sword, what the ancestor did here at the beginning was not at all refining a sword shrine holy relic that could satisfy him and inherit thousands of ancestors, he was just ......

Imitation of the Bloody Sword!

No wonder he is obsessed with using real silver to refine sword weapons, the fundamental reason is that the material of the blood draining sword is real silver.

But it's a pity that with the achievements of the ancestor on the sword, he spent a lot of effort and endless money to imitate thousands of swords, but after all, it was just a void, leaving only this abandoned sword all over the ground.

Now, after thousands of abandoned swords lying quietly in the burial sword pool for thousands of years, they finally have a ...... Comes.

"Our Luo family was once called 'Xiaoxiang Sword Rain', so as the last generation of the Luo family, I will give you a sword rain!"

After looking around the burial sword pool, Jian Chen lowered his head again, his blood-colored eyes flashing as if he could communicate with Luo Han in a calm tone through this dark pit.

Forthwith......

Qiang!

The Wind Chasing Sword behind him suddenly burst out with a crisp sword groan, and a bloody light bloomed from his shoulder, just a flash, and suddenly turned from red to white, after holding it in his hand, the silver white on the sword body had already made the countless night pearls on the top of the burial sword pool silently eclipsed.

Buzz!

The sword chant continued, trembling in an extremely high-pitched tone throughout the burial sword pool, and the wind-chasing sword was held high by Jian Chen, and the silver-white brilliance flourished again and again.

Qiang Qiang

Suddenly, the thousands of true silver waste swords that were calmly scattered around the Burial Sword Pond suddenly burst out with violent tremors at this moment!

This is echoing, and Xiang is surrendering, and all the true silver swords are actually aiming their sword tips in the same direction in this chaotic tremor.

There, it's Jian Chen, or rather, the Wind Chasing Sword in his hand!

Brush-!

The chasing wind that was raised high was slashed down by Jian Chen, and the silver-white light was immediately pulled into a silver match, and the extreme sword light slashed straight into the deep pit.

This sword light is almost integrated with Jian Chen, at this moment, he is the sword, and the sword is also him, this sword that gathers all the essence of Jian Chen, as if even the sky can be split in half!

Qiang――――!

As his sword fell, the tremors of the thousands of true silver swords around him actually formed a line, and suddenly roared again, and all the swords rushed at the same time!

Qiang Qiang!

It seems that in order to confirm Jian Chen's words, there was really a silver-white ...... in the burial sword pool Rain of Swords!

Above the unfathomable pit, there was a rain of swords falling down like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, the deep pit was gradually filled with silver and white colors visible to the naked eye, and each silver color was a sword, a sword that buried Luo Han, the head of the Xiaoxiang Sword Yuluo family!

Brush-!

Half a pillar of incense kung fu, rain harvest.

There was no more sword rain falling above the deep pit, the burial sword pool was unprecedented, it became extremely clean, and there was no real silver waste sword discarded indiscriminately around, and all the swords were all filled into the deep pit that Jian Chen blasted out with a punch.

Thousands of true silver swords, after filling all the deep pits, there are still a small number of them towering high, scattered and erected on them.

The tomb, this is the complete tomb, the tomb made of the sword.

What is buried in the burial sword pool is a sword, and this sword buries people, this is the ...... Sword Shrine!

After doing all this, Jian Chen fell silent, and the brilliance on the Wind Chasing Sword gradually became dim, and he held it weakly in his hand, and there was no longer the slightest bit of the power of the Thousand Swords.

"Rest in peace, from now on, there will be no Luo family in the world, and your revenge, I will revenge!"

After being silent for a long time, looking at the Chaotic Sword Tomb in front of him, Jian Chen pulled out a giant sword with a wide sword body like a door panel from it, and as he spoke, he let go of the Wind Chasing Sword and gently stroked it with his hand.

Silver-white metal shards fluttered and fell with his movements, and he actually left a handwriting on the tough real silver sword.

Click!

With a flash of white light, the real silver sword, which was as huge as the door panel, was plunged straight into the bluestone paved ground by him, and the sword body was as straight as more than half, and it was placed in front of the tomb where the sword was raised, but it was made into a tombstone.

The tomb of Luo Han, the head of the Luo family!

In addition to these eight words, there was not a word left at the settlement office, just before he said, from now on, there is no Luo family in the world, and he himself is not counted in the Luo family.

If the revenge of the Luo family is not avenged, he is not qualified to be counted as a person of the Luo family, he, Jian Chen, is just an avenger, when will he have to take revenge, he will be able to regain the surname Luo!

Deeply, one last glance at the tombstone made of swords, Jian Chen resolutely turned around, this tomb, he is not qualified to worship!

There were no more swords in the burial sword pool, and only the huge copper furnace that existed alone was left.

The direction in which Jian Chen turned around was where the copper furnace was.

Returning to the sword mound and burying the sword pool, he had two purposes, one was his father Luo Han, and the other was the person who should have been in this copper furnace.

There was such a big commotion outside, but the copper furnace was still quiet, and it was self-evident that there was no one inside, but if he didn't go over and take a look, he would definitely not be at ease.

The people in the copper furnace, Yin Xiukong, are they still there?

Does he have anything to do with the death of his father Luo Han?

Yin Xiukong, what role did he play in this matter?

With this complicated emotion, Jian Chen walked to the side of the copper furnace step by step, heavy as a mountain.

With a slight touch of his toes, his man soared upward, and the copper furnace was very high, but for him, in an instant, he had already jumped over the top of the furnace.

Inside...... Empty!

Just by a glance, the situation in the copper furnace was fully visible, and there was no Yin Xiukong in it, which was actually not unexpected by Jian Chen.

But his face still changed!