Super Master System

But in other words, it was you who came out to swear sovereignty to the head of others, why should they save you face?

In this way, it was the fault of the ancient head, who made him such a sweet pastry.

If it weren't for Mu Yuefeng, he wouldn't have done such a derogatory thing. He sighed in his heart, his eyes turned to Mo Fengji, his face instantly spreading anger: "Mo Fengji! You villain! He always only listened. It is said that Jiang Xiyun, the head of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Luoyun School, behaved despicably, but I did not expect that Jiang Xiyun was the only one who was despicable!

"It is a shame that Luoyun Sect has a hall master like you."

Lingyin turned his gaze again and wrote to He Qi: "Sect Master He, you pretended to give the pill first, and then let the hall master below sneak attack Gu Zhong Duo Dan. What do you want?"

"Enough!" He Qishu's face was extremely ugly. No one had previously associated what Mo Fengji had done with him. Lingyin's words seemed to be what he did.

Anyone who is wronged by the public will not have a good face, but he still can't explain it. The more he explains, the more he will just like to excuse himself again. He glanced angrily at the trembling high-level officials on his right hand. Mo Fengji, who fell to the ground with serious injuries, said solemnly: "Mo Fengji, Huang Yihu, Jiang Wen...regulate the rules of the door and revoke the position of hall master! I have thought about the cliff for three years!"

Mo Fengji's face twitched, he glanced viciously at Zhou Ruoxiao and Gu Zhong, and let the disciples behind him drag him back, leaving the scene without saying a word, full of unwillingness.

Lingyin's brows moved, and He Qishu deposed these hall masters in public, which proved his innocence in front of everyone, but in fact, from a fundamental point of view, none of their enemies have been reduced. Maybe in a few days, He Qishu will again They were released for some reason.

Even if He Qishu did not release them in order to strengthen his power, what about three years later? Lingyin didn't believe that after three years of thinking, Mo Fengji would let go of the hatred of broken arms and fingers.

Letting them go at this time will only leave an endless hidden danger. So Lingyin stretched out his right arm when Mo Fengji's body approached him, but stretched it halfway, and then retracted it again.

Because at the moment he shot, he clearly felt a strong energy locking him, and the direction of that energy was exactly where He Qishu was standing.

Sure enough, this old thief, on the surface of punishment, is actually protecting them, but it is a pity that his toxin is still unclear, otherwise he would take one with him whatever he said, suffocating his anger, and let Mo Fengji leave. At this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

"and many more!!"

Gu Zhong took a step forward and stared coldly at He Qishu, whose face was stiff: "This is not my place. It's not suitable to say,'Come if you want, and leave if you want.'"

He Qishu's face sank, listening to what you mean, you just want to say this.

He Qishu really guessed it right, although he didn't say that, but the meaning was almost the same. I saw Gu Zhong said in one sentence:

"So... Sect Master He, before you make a decision, have you asked me if the person who was attacked agrees?"

He Qishu narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Then what does the ancient master mean? What should the sect master do?"

Although He Qishu smiled, he had already scolded Mo Fengji a hundred or eighty times in his heart. That's right, he was scolding Mo Fengji, and he knew that Gu Zhong was a plague **** and he went to provoke him. Isn't this deliberately making it difficult for him?

At this time, He Qishu had completely forgotten, who was the one who really "provoked" Gu Zhong.

"Hahahahaha, Gu Zhong child, come and kill Lao Tzu if you have the ability! Come!"

Mo Fengji and He Qishu are both masters of Luoyunzong's handles, and they have exactly the same behavior. Mo Fengji looked crazy on the surface, and he dared to yell at Gu Zhong. In fact, cold sweat was spread all over his back. The right palm is not just as simple as breaking the five fingers, he feels the extremely cold air flowing in the entire right hand,

The cold air is like a handful of ice blades, flowing every second, like a dozen knives going through his hands, making him heartbroken, but he tried his best, but he still couldn't force the cold air out. Even one.

The pretentiousness of his mouth is just to cover up his inner panic. And the person who caused deep fear in his heart was not Gu Zhong, but Zhou Ruoxiao.

"Hahahaha, what? Reverse radical approach? Sure enough, with your ugly face and shameless soul, there are more conspiracies and tricks in your mind than **** in the pit."

"Do you think that if you say that, this seat will not kill you in order not to be agitated by you?" Gu Zhong turned his head to face He Qishu, and said solemnly: "Yes, this seat wants him to die, and they , All have to die!"

Speaking of this, Gu Zhong suddenly reached out and pointed at the senior officials of the Luoyun Sect who attacked him with Mo Fengji, and said angrily: "Want to kill this seat, why do you continue to live in this world? Can't you find it for yourself?"

"You!! An arrogant child!"

Those high-level executives were upset at first, and at this moment they felt like they had to live and die with Gu Zhongbo. Anyway, their fame and future were ruined, and they had to go to Si Guoya to spend three years as a monk. It would be better to fight Gu Zhong. Many people still don't believe in an ancient bell.

"I fought with you!"

"Gu Zhong, it's not you who died or I live today!"

Several senior officials who were not seriously injured broke free from the restraints of the disciples, and rushed to Gu Zhong first. Gu Zhong hooked the corner of his mouth, and the dark axe flashed in his hand, and was about to meet him.

Seeing that the bloodliness of his companions were aroused, Mo Feng called out a great deal, mobilizing his aura and rushing towards Gu Zhong.

Suddenly, the battlefield that had just ceased to exist began again. Lingyin gathered a group of energy in his hands, ready to step forward and help Gu Zhong share the burden.

And here Zhou Ruoxiao's eyelashes were lightly raised, and a pair of cold star eyes had locked on Mo Fengji. With a wave of his sleeves, he stopped the forward Lingyin, and said: "I said, he is the head of the Cangshan school, our school There is no need for the spiritual master to do anything about this matter."

Before Lingyin could speak, Zhou Ruoxiao's Yitian Sword "shooed" out of its sheath, and suddenly threw it out like lightning, piercing Mo Fengji's chest.

Lingyin stopped, sighed again, and Zhou Ruoxiao and Gu Zhong were enough to deal with these people.

Mo Fengji, who was attacked here, his eyes sank, and he roared: "Crazy junior! I'm afraid of you!?"

He said that he was not afraid, but his body was very honest, and he ran as fast as he touched the oil on the soles of his feet.

Desperately ran to He Qishu's side, still shouting: "Sect Master, save me."