Super Master System

In the next second, the old man with white hair was already in front of the old man...

[Ignition] Started, everyone only saw the white-haired old man shaking like a loach, and the hand holding Luohe's neck was also weakly spread out, the white hair was half-scorched, and the whole person was dizzy. Fell to the ground.

The old face was unnaturally ruddy, and the servants of Linghu's family didn't know why, what happened to the elder?

"Head...you are here." Gu Zhong caught the weak Luo He and stuffed a drunken soul into Luo He's mouth, and Luo He fell into a daze.

Several disciples rushed to Gu Zhong, took Luohe, and asked nervously: "Master, Brother Luohe is okay?"

"It's okay, he was too tired from the test today, and he can recover after a good night's sleep."

"That's good."

The disciples supported Luo He, trying to keep him in a comfortable posture. Today's matter was originally the Linghu family and several other families targeting all of them.

However, Senior Brother Luo had the highest cultivation level, so Chen took the initiative to take the responsibility of competing with Douchang Wang before being targeted by the young master of the Linghu family. If the head of the family hadn't appeared in time, if Senior Brother Luohe really suffered a brutal attack.

A few of them will never return to the sect alive.

After comforting Luohe and a few disciples, Gu Zhong returned his attention to the elder of Linghu's house.

The old man himself didn't know what evil martial arts he had hit, he just felt that his whole body was burning like a fire.

The whole body can't lift a bit of strength, and the scene in front of him is also real.

Suddenly, the white-haired elder felt a blue light flashing in front of him, and then felt that he was being pointed at by a sharp weapon.

"Wow, the head has changed weapons again."

"What a handsome sword."

The Yitian sword was unsheathed, and the whole room was filled with a burst of dazzling cyan glare. The scabbard pointed at the white-haired old man, and as long as the ancient bell moved lightly, the white-haired old man's neck would be pierced by the Heavenly Sword.

"This seat also gives you a chance."

"As long as you say something, Linghu's family is rubbish. I will spare you not to die."

The white-haired elder only lost the ability to act after being ignited by the ancient bell, and it was not that he could not speak, nor did it prevent him from hearing what the ancient bell said.

The white-haired elder knew that he was locked by Gu Zhong with a long sword, and it was not an ordinary long sword. As long as this sword touched his skin, he would definitely see blood.

But as an elder, he said such things in front of the servant and his young master, and there will be no elder's majesty in the family in the future.

He believed in his heart that Gu Zhong did not dare to kill him, otherwise Gu Zhong would not only offend the Jiang family, but also offend another Linghu family, and he wouldn't need to be involved in Heishan City in the future.

Thinking about this, the white-haired elder simply did not speak, pretending not to hear, leaning on the ground and pretending to be dizzy.

"Don't tell me?"

Gu Zhong didn't wait another second, and the Yitian Sword quickly pierced the aorta on the neck of the white-haired elder, just when the Yitian sword had reached an inch of the white-haired elder's neck.

"Slowly and slowly, Gu Sect is forgiving."

"I said, I said, you can let me say anything."

The white-haired elder didn't expect that Gu Zhong would really dare to kill him. He still underestimated Gu Zhong's courage, and at the same time overestimated his own backbone.

"Linghu's house is rubbish, Linghu's house is rubbish..."

The white-haired elder was completely frightened by Gu Zhong's just now, and with the burning pain in his body, he shouted loudly, afraid that Gu Zhong would not hear it.

Young Master Linghu, whose injury had improved somewhat, saw that the elder he relied on had also succumbed to Gu Zhong's lustful might, rolled his eyes, and fainted again.

"Okay, very good." A satisfied smile appeared on Gu Zhong's face, and Jian Feng turned and pierced the left shoulder of the white-haired elder, centered on a critical acupuncture point.

"Ah, my shoulder..." A screaming scream erupted from the old white-haired man's mouth, and tremblingly supported his left shoulder, the white-haired elder weakly accused:

"Gu Master... Didn't you say..."

"This seat is just saying that you will not die, don't worry, you can still resist this little injury." It just makes it difficult for you to cultivate in the future.

"You pinch my disciple, I will stab you, let's deal with courtesy, don't lose."

After hearing Gu Zhong's words, the white-haired old man almost vomited blood and didn't lose a fart. Your disciple killed the Battlefield King and almost killed the young master. I didn't choke him to death. He also suffered a sword from you.

Even if the heart was full of resentment, the white-haired elder dared not show up in front of Gu Zhong. The messy white hair blocked the old and weak face, breathing heavily, and stopped talking.

Only the murderous gaze in his eyes showed the hatred in his heart.

The disciples of the Cangshan School on the side felt very happy, and helped Luo He to come to Gu Zhong.

"Head, let's go."

"Ok."

"Wait a moment!" Gu Zhong must have forgotten something.

Turning around and sternly said to a big battlefield manager who had been scared:

"Hurry up and get the reward for winning the competition from this disciple."

"Yes, brother won the game and deserves the reward he deserves."

"Yeah, that's the martial arts resource that we picked out all morning."

The disciples suddenly remembered that Senior Brother Luohe had a hard competition. If they didn't get the reward, wouldn't they come down the mountain this time in vain.

The headmaster Gu never did business at a loss.

The steward heard Gu Zhong's words and quickly said yes. The small eyes rolled a few times, and there were still some thoughts in his mind, but after Gu Zhong used the Heavenly Sword to deter him for a while.

Immediately he didn't even remember who his parents were, and just wanted to quickly take out the things and send away this group of plague gods.

After taking the reward he deserved, Gu Zhong returned to the Cangshan School with his disciples.

On the way, Gu Zhong was chatting with his disciples, and the disciples knew in their hearts that this was the forces of the Black Mountain City to come together to deal with the Cangshan Sect.

I was upset, and suddenly realized that even though the sect had already been promoted to an eight-rate sect, it could not gain the respect of other forces.

Fortunately, the head has always been well-informed, which makes the disciples feel relieved.

"Head, this time you stabbed the second elder of the Linghu family. He is the brother of the Linghu family master."

"We can completely offend Linghu's family."

While chatting, several disciples still expressed their inner worries.

Gu Zhong smiled and waved his hand, as if he didn't regard this incident as something worth worrying about.

"They are the ones who provoke them. If we show weakness, they won't stop there, but will get better."

"What's more, do you think that if I don't stab those two elders with a sword, they won't come to us for trouble?"

"Let's just get stronger and we're done. No matter how much we say, it's no use. Whoever has a hard fist is the truth."

Hearing Gu Zhong's words, the disciples suddenly started to speak, probably this is the self-confidence of the strong, yes, as long as they become stronger, it will be over, like a master.