Chapter 270

The disciples of the lower level elders are not qualified to set up a school.

Even if Guzhong really learned from Cangshan sect, as long as his master was not among the top ten elders, his behavior would not only be severely punished by the sect, but even his master would be implicated.

It is very likely that the elder's position will not be guaranteed. Thinking of this, Mr. Xu even hopes that Gu Zhong can name his opponent. In this way, there will be another obstacle in the sect in the future.

"My master is the white sword boat of Cangshan sect."

The Ancient Bell said bluntly.

All of a sudden, Xu Lao, Wei Lao, Hu Qing, Tang Jiabao and Xue pengchen were in a daze. Others may not know about baijianzhou, but those who have contacted Cangshan sect can't be unaware of it.

Baijianzhou, the leader of Cangshan school, one of the five great masters of the great Chu, was the most glorious time of Cangshan school when he was the leader.

In Bai Jianzhou, there is another thing that people like to talk about. Although headmaster Bai is highly cultivated, his views on martial arts and swordsmanship are among the best.

But it was such a talented person who was over 100 years old that he did not receive any apprentices. Until a few years ago, the white palm gate had passed the 200 year old pass, and there was no one to pass on his disciples.

It was not long before the news spread that the white leader died. Many people speculated that perhaps the white leader did not die, but broke through the void and went to another realm.

Of course, these are all kinds of speculation later. Some people say that headmaster Bai actually accepted his apprentice, but he didn't make it public.

But over the past few years, there have been fewer and fewer people talking about master Bai. It is said that people who have received his apprentices almost forget to say such words.

This apprentice has not yet appeared, but today, on the practice field of jinyangmen, a burning city in southern China, the ancient headmaster who brought his disciples to challenge him.

Claiming to be the leader of the white sword boat, the disciple of the leader whom countless people look up to but can't reach?

This It seems that the cattle hide is too big.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

"Boy, you don't want to fantasize after reading a few picture books."

"Can you profane the reputation of our headmaster Bai?"

"Kneel down quickly to apologize to the old man and the head of Hu clan, and then dismissing your disciples can spare you from death."

As if he had heard some terrible joke, he tilted his head and asked, "what do you say, say it again?"

"I said Old Xu was impatient and continued.

"Old man, you don't believe I'm my master's apprentice, do you?"

"Would you like to have a try with me?"

Gu Zhong picked his eyebrows and said provocatively.

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

Old Xu looked at the ancient bell in disbelief. No matter how talented he was, he was only a boy of 20 years old.

Do you want to challenge him, the elder of the five stream sect, so blatantly? In the end, is his brain broken, or does the ancient clock despise him as an elder?

"Do you think this seat is the same as you, Alzheimer's?"

"Say it again!"

Although Mr. Xu is over 70, he is well maintained and looks like he is in his forties. So what he hates most is being called old.

Gu Zhong's words undoubtedly stabbed him in the pain. Then he mobilized his aura. Tang Jiabao and Xue pengchen, who were standing in front of Mr Xu, took a few steps backward.

However, the ancient bell stood still, stood in place, gently opened Zhou ruoxiao's long sword, and said faintly, "younger martial sister, you should back up, and I'll take care of it here."

Zhou ruoxiao's eyes flashed a little hesitation, but still according to the ancient clock said back.

The other soldiers around felt that they were retreating to the side, for fear that old Xu would accidentally hurt them.

"Boy, you want to die yourself. Don't blame me for being merciless."

Said the sleeves to behind a swing, suddenly set off a gust of wind.

"Kuang Kuang ~ ~"

it seems that the wind is tearing the air apart. The ancient bell is shining with silver light, and the aura is rapidly consuming.

Stop war can adjust the strength according to the damage to be resisted. Judging from this simple action, Xu's accomplishments are at least seven times higher in the true Dan realm.

He is worthy of being an elder of the five stream sect. I'm afraid that Xu's accomplishments in the sect can only be regarded as the middle and upper levels.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhong's heart sank. It seems that it will take some time to take home the property.

Although Gu Zhong didn't know all kinds of deeds of the old man Bai, from the reaction of these people when he said the name of the white sword boat.

Old man Bai should be a big man with a good reputation, but Gu Zhong didn't understand why he would end up in a small broken house to understand the fate of the rest of his life?

It seems that there are many problems within the "Cangshan school". OK, wait. I'm waiting for you to solve the problems one by one.Feeling that the aura of physical fitness is rapidly consumed, the ancient clock is not only in a hurry, but also has gone to the Pacific Ocean.

"Boy, are you scared?"

Old Xu raised the corner of his mouth with pride. His palm was facing a claw in the void. Suddenly, he condensed a sword with aura. The weapon condensed with aura was different from Xue Wanqing's with elements.

Condensing weapons must have a very thick aura and strong control ability, otherwise it can not achieve the effect of changing the shape and size of weapons at will.

"Well, five more seconds."

The corner of his mouth ignored Xu's sarcasm, and then put out his hand with a smile of evil.

At the same time, he counted down: "five..."

Put down a finger, "four..." Put down another finger.

"Play tricks."

Old Xu frowned and suppressed the bad premonition of throwing away in his heart. How can a hairy boy do to my husband?!

Even if the ancient bell broke down, old Xu was confident that he would retreat, let alone be hurt by the ancient clock.

He still had this confidence. He thought like this, and he waved the sword which was made of the spirit in his hand.

To the shoulder of the old clock.

"Three!"

"Two!"

In the broadsword, the shoulder of Guzhong is only an inch away.

"One!"

"Scatter!"

At this time, all five fingers of the ancient clock were put down and the countdown was finished.

"Hua ~ ~"

it can be seen to the naked eye that when Xu Laoning's big knife is about to fall on Guzhong's shoulder, "Hua" is scattered.

Old Xu looks pale, and grabs at the air again, but he doesn't react at all.

The gusts of wind that had been set off before gradually returned to calm.

Old Xu seems to be in a magic spell, stupefied in place, like a statue, looks like a sudden old dozens of years.

It's kind of senile dementia.

"This What's the matter? "

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