mad fairy

Chapter 57 My Head Starts to Hurt

Gu'an ignored him.

He didn't even take a look at him, but just looked at Zhong Ran who walked out of the Beixian Mountain Hall.

"Your Majesty, Gu Anzhi, the head of the Promise Sect, is here to ask to see the head of your sect Zhong. I don't know, how is Zhong Daoyou doing?"

Gu Anzhi's words sounded polite.

It's just the way he spoke and the expression on his face, there was a hint of arrogance and domineering.

Zhong Ran knew that the visitor was not kind, so he glanced at Sheng Sheng lying on the cool chair.

Seeing his appearance as having nothing to do with him, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

She said helplessly: "Our head is in retreat, it is not convenient to see guests, if you want to find head Zhong, please come back!"

Zhong Ran is issuing an order to evict guests.

But Gu Anzhi seemed to have never heard of it, he only sneered and said: "Retreat?"

In order to test the reality of Beixian Mountain, he directly used a method of sound transmission, so that his voice could instantly spread throughout the entire Beixianmen.

"Friend Zhong Daoyou, Beixian Mountain only sends a little girl out to meet people, isn't it a bit too contemptuous of us?"

"Humph!"

In the Great Hall of Beixian Mountain.

After an old man snorted coldly, he slowly walked out of the hall.

While walking, a powerful aura unique to monks in the late stage of tire construction, inadvertently enveloped the entire Beixian Mountain Martial Arts Field.

Except for Survival who was lying on the cool chair, all the monks on the field were shocked by this breath.

After feeling this tyrannical aura, Gu Anzhi took two steps back subconsciously, and said in disbelief: "Later stage of tire construction?"

Looking at the old man with the late stage cultivation, Gu Anzhi couldn't figure it out.

——When did Beixian Mountain suddenly have such a master?
"wrong."

Thinking of this, Gu Anzhi glanced at the old man again, and suddenly said: "You are Zhong Liusong? Are you the head of Beixian Mountain?"

Gu Anzhi was amused: "Why did you suddenly become like this? It's like suddenly becoming dozens of years older."

Can this be seen?

The head of Beixian Mountain was startled, but there was still no panic on his face.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a hint of majesty in his tone: "I"

As soon as the word 'I' was uttered, Gu Anzhi rushed forward and threw a black stick as thick as an arm forward.

Caught off guard, the head of Beixian Mountain was hit in the chest by a black stick, and he fell several meters away on the spot.

He collapsed to the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth
In the corner of the martial arts arena.

Holding the high-fruit tea in his hand, Sheng Huo took a sip, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes.

But he still watched all this with cold eyes.

"Father!" Seeing his father vomiting blood, Zhong Ran rushed forward to check his injuries.

at the same time.

Seeing that the blow was successful, Gu Anzhi showed a 'really so' expression: "Master Zhong, you really only have a show left."

"If I'm not mistaken, the elders in your sect and those four core disciples are all dead, right?"

"You Beixianshan, you can't do it"

The head of Beixian Mountain did not speak.

He clutched his chest with a lonely expression, the strong aura that he exuded just now was gone.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said, "What exactly do you want?"

"not so good."

Gu Anzhi said with a hint of threat in his tone: "I'll give you three days to move out and give me this land. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The head of Beixian Mountain glanced at Shenghuo, and then at his daughter.

Right now, there are only two embryo-building stage monks left in the door, and one of them is still restricted by the 'power of pain', so he may only be able to exert [-] to [-]% of his strength.

In addition, his own moral heart is broken, and his lifespan is nearing the end.
Considering this, the head of Beixian Mountain said with difficulty: "Okay! After three days, this place will belong to you, and I will take away everyone in the sect."

"what!"

Seeing the head of Beixian Mountain's clothes go soft, Gu Anzhi laughed, and said to the monks of Beixian Mountain: "I will give you all a chance: Anyone who comes to my side now, I can send you to my Wuji Under the door."

——In Ruyun City, the sect with a larger area can absorb more "power of pain" emanating from mortals.

Seeing that the head general of Beixian Mountain gave up his residence, several disciples of Beixian Mountain immediately approached Gu Anzhi in the martial arts arena.

Under the leadership of these people, more and more people began to join the Gu Anzhi team.

In just a moment, including Yuan Xiujie, all Beixianshan disciples turned against Gu Anzhi's Promise Gate
Of course, except for survival.

He was still lying on the cool chair, holding the cup of high fruit tea in his hand, sipping it carefully, and watching all this with cold eyes.

Such an attitude made Gu Anzhi feel very uncomfortable, even if Survival is just a mortal, even if he doesn't need Survival to join at all.

Gu Anzhi went straight to Shenghuo.

Without saying a word, he reached out to grab the teacup in Chenghuo's hand.

With a mid-stage embryo-building cultivation, Survival only shook his wrist slightly, and easily avoided Gu Anzhi's grasp.

At the same time, the tea in the cup did not spill at all.

Survival frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Ok?"

Gu Anzhi let out a light snort, as if he survived by accident and avoided his grab just now.

He didn't believe in evil, so he used the "power of pain" in his body to attach to his arm again, and grabbed at a faster speed towards survival.

With this catch, Shenghuo easily dodged.

But because the opponent's speed is too fast, and Survival is always enduring the torment of the "power of pain"
When dodging, he failed to control his strength, causing the tea in the cup to splash a little.

The tea was spilled.

On the cool chair, Chenghuo stood up abruptly.

Seeing the tea splashing out of the cup, Sheng Sheng, who had felt better after drinking the high-fruit tea, suddenly felt uncomfortable all over for no reason.

His head started hurting again.
Surviving put his hand on his forehead, and said with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Why do some things always make me unhappy?"

"you"

Gu Anzhi originally wanted to ask about his identity as a survivor.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw a pitch-black palm covered with black flesh, waving towards his face from the left side.

'Boom'!
Before Gu Anzhi could react, he flew upside down tens of meters away on the spot.

He lay on the ground, feeling puzzled and puzzled in his heart.

What exactly happened just now?

In a daze, he saw Chenghuo bullying in front of him again, and kicked himself on the head with a flying kick.

Gu Anzhi flew up.

Maybe an illusion.

During the flight, Gu Anzhi saw a headless corpse lying on the ground, and a terrifying figure full of violence and covered in black flesh.

Tall, dangerous, depressing.

'Boom'!
Gu Anzhi's head fell to the ground, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was still thinking about something before he died.
When doing it, in order not to expose his identity as a 'demon', he only consumed part of his body's blood and a very small amount of spiritual power to activate the 'Golden Light Armor' to the third floor.

To deal with Gu Anzhi, only the third floor is enough.

On the martial arts arena.

Seeing that Survival just waved his hand, he easily crushed Gu Anzhi, who had a late-stage cultivation base, to death. Yuan Xiujie, Zhong Ran, the head of Beixian Mountain, and all the other monks were all stunned in place.

After a long time, Yuan Xiujie said in disbelief: "Brother Tie Niu, you just killed the head of the Wuji Sect?"

(End of this chapter)