Chapter 51: Snob

一 The next morning.
After the completion of Gongyuan's exercise, the surge in cultivation has become fully integrated. At this time, the injuries on his body have also recovered, and his body is even stronger than before.
If after a while, I'm afraid I won't even see the scars on my body.
He walked out of the basement directly, but at this time, there were still a bunch of unconscious horse bandits, disciples of Mosha Sect, and disciples of Knife Gate.
After all, the power of Shixiang soft muscle thunder is very powerful. Once you smell this odor, if there is no external stimulus, you have to sleep at least one day and one night.
"Forget it, wake them all up first."
Wu Guyuan didn't have this time to wait for this group of people to naturally wake up, so the means of violence, no, should be physical means to wake up all the disciples of Mosha Sect and others.
It didn't take long for the disciples of Moshazong, including the inner disciple Shang Fule, to gradually wake up one by one.
"What's going on? Why do we all faint to the ground?"
"Last night, we seemed to have hit the mad sword Mu Renzhong's ten incense soft tendon thunder, and passed out instantly."
"No, aren't we prisoners now, caught by the Knife Gate?"
"No, no, if we were caught, we would have been for a long time, and it cannot be left unscathed."
"I still haven't recovered my strength, and I can't exert any strength."
"It's normal, but this is the ten incense soft muscle thunder, infinite power, if there is no antidote, at least three days and three nights can barely recover a little strength, it is only one night now."
Many Mosha Sect disciples had a lot of discussion, and they immediately found that they had no strength at all. If they met the enemy, they would have no power to fight back.
Fortunately, fortunately, there are no enemies around at this moment.
"Look, isn't that crazy sword Mu Renzhong? He actually lay on the ground, he is dead?"
在 At this moment, a disciple of Mosha Sect couldn't help crying, and immediately noticed that lying on the ground was already a mad knife Mu Renzhong who could not die anymore.
"Really Mu Renzhong? My God, really dead."
"No, who killed it. Could it be that Brother Shang Fule killed it? That's why we saved our lives."
"It's not impossible, after all, Brother Shang Fule and Mu Renzhong's strength is between Bo Zhong, and maybe at the moment when the ten incense soft muscle thunder is thrown, Brother Shang Fule will forcibly kill this puppet and kill the people. "
Everyone talked and looked at Shang Fule.
"No, I didn't kill it. In fact, I also got ten incense soft-strength thunders. I almost could not fight back. I was severely injured by a knife. At the time, I thought I was dead. dead."
Wu Shangfule shook his head, indicating that the crazy knife Mu Renzhong did not kill himself.
别 "Don't guess, I killed Mu Renzhong."
At this time, Gu Yuan stepped forward, saying that the mad sword Mu Renzhong killed himself and took the credit directly.
"Did you kill it ?! Impossible, you are just a leather refiner, and you also won the ten incense soft tendon gods. Why did you kill Mad Sword Mu Renzhong, why do n’t you say that you are a martial arts saint?"
"That is, you don't brag about drafts. You, a newly-disciplined foreign disciple, also want to kill Mu Renzhong, 咋 will not go to heaven? Without such a big head, don't wear such a big hat."
"If you don't blow, you will die. What do you think Mu Renzhong is a cat and a dog? Kill if you want?"
"I know that you want to take the credit of Brother Shangfule. It looks like you want to get Pei Yuandan, but this is impossible. The credit is not something that an outside student can steal."
A group of disciples of Moshazong smiled and did not believe Gu Yuan's words at all.
古 After all, Gu Yuan is just a leather crafting warrior. How can it be impossible to kill Mu Renzhong, a mad sword of warfare crafting warrior, unless it is a dream.
"It's the same. Normally, I'm Mu Renzhong, who can't kill the mad knife. Speaking of the martial elders, he probably won't believe it." Gu Yuan touched his chin. "Well, I'll kill you all, create The phenomenon that you and the mad knife gate disciples died together, and I was fortunate to die, and then took Mu Renzhong's head back to Moshazong, I am afraid the elders believed at that time. Do you think this explanation is more reasonable? "
He looked at the disciples of Moshazong sincerely.
"This!"
When I heard this, a group of disciples of Moshazong were chilling all over, and a cool air immediately rose from the soles of the feet to Tianlinggai, shivering, and the eyes looking at Gu Yuan immediately became extremely frightened.
At this time, they found that the boy, Gu Yuan, was not poisoned at all, and he was alive and well.
However, all of them were hit by the ten incense soft tendon gods, with no strength on their bodies, in a state of slaughter by others.
Even if their cultivation is to reach the realm of refined leather, or even to harden the bone, there is a brother Shangfule here, but it is useless, they are the kind of fish on a chopping board, which can be slaughtered by anyone.
If Gu Yuan is willing, they can completely kill them all, effortlessly.
"Oh, look at what you say ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Another ancient master ca n’t kill the mad sword Mu Renzhong. When is there such a rule that a warrior in the leather industry ca n’t kill a warrior in the world? The truth. "
Shang Fule coughed and glared at many Mosha Zong disciples, showing a look of hatred for iron and steel: "I told you before, don't be fooled by the level of strength. If the means are used properly, even rabbits can kick Dead tiger, this is the proper method for our disciples of Mosha Sect. One by one dare to question the ancient master, I am really ashamed to be with you. "
He gritted his teeth.
"Sorry, Brother Shang, it's us being pedantic, it's our inexperience, it's our dogs who look down on people, but we didn't expect this level, we are indeed wrong."
A disciple of Mo Shazong cried, saying that their wisdom was indeed low, but he didn't expect this level, and he dared to openly question Master Gu Yuan, which was a bit excessive.
"I'm sorry Brother Shi, we are all rough people. We usually have the habit of killing and killing, but we can't speak with our heads. Our attitude was just a little rough, and I hope Brother Shi don't get angry."
"Yes, everyone is a brother of the same class. Why do we fight and kill? Our rough people will not say anything. According to the strength of the ancient class brother, killing crazy knives like Mu Renzhong is not a waste of wood. What a deserves its name. "
"In fact, I knew from the beginning that the old master could do it. You dare to question the old master one by one, and spray your dung with your mouth. Just now I wanted to scold you for a meal. I just don't know Taishan."
"Brother Gu, don't have any general knowledge of these idiots. They have never seen the world. They haven't done anything except to break the house."
The disciples of Mosha Sect were sincerely apologizing to Gu Yuan.