Chapter 93

The next second, the ancient headmaster stepped in front of the old man with white hair...

[igniting] it started. The people only saw the old man's body shaking like a loach, and the hand pinching Luo river's neck was powerless to spread out. His white hair was burned half, and the whole person fell faintly on the ground.

The old face is unnaturally ruddy, and the servants of the Linghu family don't know. So, what's the matter with the elder?

"Master... You are here." The ancient clock caught the weak Luohe River and put an enchanting soul into the mouth of the Luo river, and the Luohe River fell into a coma.

Several disciples rushed to Guzhong and took over Luohe. They asked nervously, "master, is senior Luohe OK?"

"It's OK. He's too tired today. He can recover after a good sleep."

"That's good."

The disciples helped Luo He and tried to keep him in a comfortable position. What happened today was originally the Linghu family and several other families against all of them.

But elder martial brother chuelo was the highest in cultivation, so he took the initiative to take the responsibility of competing with the king of the fighting field. Then he was targeted by the young master of Linghu family. If the leader didn't show up in time, if elder martial brother Luohe was really poisoned.

They will never go back to their ancestral home alive.

After pacifying Luohe and several disciples, Gu Zhong put his eyes back on the elder of Linghu family.

The old man didn't know what kind of evil martial arts he got. He just felt that he was burning all over his body.

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

All of a sudden, the white haired elder felt a flash of green light before his eyes, and then felt that he was pointed at by a sharp weapon.

"Wow, the leader changed weapons again."

"What a handsome sword."

Relying on the sky sword scabbard, the whole room is filled with a burst of blue dazzling glare. The scabbard points to the old man with white hair. As long as the ancient clock moves gently, the neck of the old man with white hair will be pierced by relying on Heaven Sword.

"This seat also gives you a chance."

"As long as you say, all the Linghu's are rubbish. I won't let you die. "

The elder with white hair was only ignited by the ancient bell and lost his ability to move. He was not unable to speak, nor did he hear what the Ancient Bell said.

The white haired elder knew that he was locked by the ancient clock with a long sword, and it was not a common sword. As long as the sword touched his skin, it would meet the blood light.

But as an elder, he spoke such words in front of the servants and the young master of his own family. How could there be any elder's dignity in the family.

In his mind, Gu Zhong did not dare to kill him. Otherwise, Gu Zhong not only offended the Jiang family, but also offended a Linghu family. In the future, he would not have to mix up in Heishan city.

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

"No, do you?"

The ancient clock didn't wait for another second. The Yitian sword quickly stabbed the big artery on the white haired elder's neck, just as the sword had reached an inch of the white haired elder's neck.

"Slow down, master Gu, spare your life."

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

The elder with white hair didn't expect that Gu Zhong really dared to kill him. He underestimated his courage and overestimated his own character.

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

the elder with white hair was completely scared out of his soul by Gu Zhong's just now. He cried out in a loud voice, fearing that the ancient clock would not hear him.

Linghu, who had been injured for some time, turned his eyes and fainted when he saw that the elder he relied on actually succumbed to the influence of the ancient clock.

"Good, good." A satisfied smile appeared on Gu Zhong's face, and the sword edge turned and stabbed the white haired elder's left shoulder at a critical acupoint in the middle.

"Ah, my shoulder..." the shrill scream broke out from the old man's mouth. Shaking his left shoulder, the white haired elder accused weakly:

"master Gu... You don't mean..."

"I just say you won't die. Don't worry, you can still resist this small injury." It's just that it's hard for you to improve yourself in the future.

"If you pinch my disciple, I'll stab you with a sword. Let's return to each other with courtesy. It's not a loss."

After listening to Gu Zhong's words, the old man with white hair almost vomited blood, but he didn't lose a fart. Your disciple killed the king of the fighting field and almost killed the young master. I didn't strangle him, but I got a sword from you.

Even if the heart is full of resentment, the elder with white hair dare not come out of the atmosphere in front of the ancient clock. The disordered white hair blocks the old and weak face, breathing heavily, and no longer speaks.

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

The disciples of Cangshan Sect on one side only felt very happy and helped Luohe to the ancient bell.

"Master, let's go."

"Well."

"Wait a minute!" The ancient clock seems to have forgotten one thing.

Turning to a frightened steward, he said in a sharp voice:"I don't want to bring the reward for winning the competition."

"Yes, the elder martial brother won the competition, and he should be rewarded."

"Yes, that's the martial arts resources that we picked out after a morning's shopping."

The disciples suddenly remembered that elder martial brother Luohe had a hard competition. If they didn't get the reward, they would have come down the mountain in vain.

Leader Gu never makes a loss making business.

After listening to Gu Zhong's words, the steward said it was. The little eye turned a few times. Originally, he still had some ideas in his heart, but was deterred by the ancient clock in his neck by relying on Heaven Sword.

Immediately even their parents are who do not remember, just want to quickly take things out, send away this group of plague God.

After taking the reward, Gu Zhong and his disciples returned to Cangshan sect.

On the way, Gu Zhong chatted with his disciples. All the disciples understood that this was the forces of Heishan city and joined forces to deal with Cangshan sect.

In my heart, I suddenly found that even if the sect has been promoted to the eighth rate sect, it can not get the respect of other forces.

Fortunately, the headmaster always has a plan in mind, which makes the disciples feel at ease.

"Headmaster, what you stabbed this time is the second elder of Linghu family. He is the elder brother of the leader of Linghu family."

"We have completely offended the Linghu family."

Chatting with each other, some disciples still expressed their worries.

Gu Zhong, with a smile and a wave of his hand, did not seem to regard this matter as a matter worth worrying about.

"It is they who take the initiative to provoke them. If we show weakness blindly, they will not stop here. Instead, they will advance."

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

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

After listening to Gu Zhong's words, the disciples suddenly opened up. Maybe this is the confidence of the strong. Yes, as long as you become stronger, you will be finished, just like the leader.

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