Chapter 20: Kill my disciple?

"Boom!" Two disciples with five minds were kicked over by Gu Zhong, and after rolling a few times on the ground, they let out a scream.
"Hmph, the eight-rate sect is nothing but this..."
Of course, Gu Zhong didn't forget to make up his knife afterwards. Two domineering infuriating qi came out of Gu Zhong's palm, and two bangs accurately hit the heart of the fallen Qinglongshan disciple.
Then, the scream stopped abruptly. There was a strong smell of blood in the air.
Humiliate this seat? That's the price of life.
Gu Tang, you want to send my disciple to starve to death, so today I will let you taste what it's like to watch the disciple die.
"Gu Zhong! You..."
Gu Tang in the inner hall heard the movement and hurried over, but saw his disciple falling in a pool of blood.
A disciple of the eight-liu sect, he even said to kill? !
Fighting a dog depends on the owner.
"Come here!" Gu Tang roared, and countless disciples from Qinglong Mountain emerged from all directions. Surround the ancient clock layer by layer.
Counting them carefully, Gu Zhong was shocked. There were one or two hundred people? !
This Nima is playing around... Mom, I want to go home.
"Hmph, Gu Zhong, now I know I'm afraid. Hurry up and disband your Cangshan faction, let Lin Xiao and Lin Chen join me in Qinglong Mountain, this instruction will spare you not to die."
"You disbanded Qinglong Mountain, and I can spare you not to die." Gu Zhong was calm on the surface, but panicked in his heart.
The system, the system, can the [Thick Earth Defense Cover] withstand the attack of one or two hundred warriors?
"What did he say? A nine-tier sect actually disbanded our eight-tier sect?"
"This man just came out of which lunatic asylum."
"Yeah, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him quickly, hang his head outside the temple, and let those incompetent sects see the fate against our Qinglong Mountain."
"Kill him, kill him, and avenge the juniors!"
"Master deacon, why not let the disciple punish this arrogant man!" A burly middle-aged man walked out of the crowd.
Gu Zhong used the eyes of the teacher to see that the cultivation of a man who walked like a bear is sevenfold.
Disdain in my heart, cut, it's better to burp. Not enough to fight enough to fight.
What the ancient master didn't know was Ge Pi, who had cultivated to the eighth level of mind at a young age, and was already the most talented disciple of Qinglong Mountain.
This is also why Gu Tang hates Gu Zhong. Originally, he was bound to win Lin Xiao. Who would have thought of an ancient clock coming out of nowhere.
Not only did Lin Xiao give Huyou into the Cangshan faction, he also picked up a more talented Lin Chen.
"Okay, you can take care of this head of the nine-rate sect for me."
"What? The head of the nine-rate school? I think you are the butler of the eight-rate school."
"If you have any abilities, let it go."
Gu Zhong flicked his sleeves and was ready for the battle.
Today I am a nine-liu, and one day I will take Cangshan and send it to a height that you can't look up to.
"Yeah~" The two hundred jin thick man slammed into Gu Zhong.
There was a burst of applause next to him, "Second Brother, knock him into the air and smash him into mud."
"Don't worry, the second senior brother's stainless steel invincible super top attack, it will definitely break this kid's chest."
"What the hell? The stainless steel is super invincible... Tintin? Attack..."
Laozi cares about you, watching the sword, the Chuxue sword is out of its sheath, and the bright and blind white lights spread out from the ancient bell.
Cover the strong man called the second brother.
At the same time, a chill rose from the hearts of everyone present, as if being in the ice and snow.
not good! At the moment when Gu Zhong drew his sword, he had already felt the true energy exuding from the body of the clock since ancient times, and he had reached the eightfold state of mind.
Last time I saw him, he was an ordinary person! Sure enough, you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. That will die for me!
After the cultivation base was upgraded, the ancient master no longer felt that the Chuxue Sword was a huge piece of iron anymore, and only felt handy when he swung the hilt.
"So strong sword energy... Can the second senior brother's top attack work?"
"Don't worry, Ding Ding attack is a high-level cultivation technique of Mortal rank. Does this kid think he can stop it with a fancy sword?"
"but…"
With a "shoo", a huge monster flew out of the dazzling hundred lights. The thump fell on the floor ten meters away. At a glance, the behemoth that flew out turned out to be the second brother.
The disciples of Qinglong Mountain standing around the ancient clock couldn't help but stepped back in fear, to make room for the ancient clock.
The cold light of the Chuxuejian was closed, and scarlet flesh and blood was hung on the white and shiny long sword.
At this time, all the disciples noticed that the second senior who flew more than ten meters away was covered with deep blood marks that could see the internal organs in his chest.
It was obviously injured by Chuxuejian's sword aura. Life and death are unknown.
"Gu Zhong! Kill my disciple, your disciple of Cangshan faction don't even want to get out of Qinglong Mountain alive!"
Gu Tang's anger at this moment has reached its peak. As an eight-liu sect, three disciples were killed by the nine-liu sect.
Tell me how they will mix in Black Mountain City after Qinglong Mountain.
"Come here, bring out the disciples of the Cangshan faction. I will slaughter them one by one in front of the ancient master."
Gu Tang no longer cared about the rules of the Black Mountain City. Soon, dozens of thin-faced disciples were with ropes and walked out of the hall under the whip of the Qinglongshan disciples.
Obviously, they were hungry. When they saw the ancient clock that stood out among the crowd, a spark of hope burst into their eyes.
"It's the head, the head is here to save us..."
But soon, the disciples went down again, how could the head alone beat one or two hundred disciples on Qinglong Mountain.
As Gu Zhong thought, Gu Tang already grabbed a disciple of the Cangshan School.
"Head, save me..."
The disciple who was caught by Gu Tang was pale in fright, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and there was a stream of heat flowing out of the trouser legs, which turned out to be a frightened urinary incontinence.
"Gu Zhong is optimistic, I want your disciple of Cangshan faction to pay for my disciple." Gu Tang with a sullen expression about to pull out the short knife from his waist.
Damn, as the dignified head, how could he watch his disciple be humiliated, Gu Zhong was about to rush forward to rescue that disciple.
But I heard the disciple crying and begging Gu Tang for mercy.
"My deacon, don't kill me, don't kill me, I voluntarily quit the Cangshan Sect. I am no longer a disciple of the Cangshan Sect."
"You let me go, and you kill others."
"Haha, Gu Zhong, take a look at the timid people who are greedy and fearful of death." Before the disciple finished speaking, Gu Tang drew his dagger and stabbed the disciple in the heart.
"Ding, remind the host, martial disciple-1."