Beitang Xue's internal damage is healed, Zhao Heng is missing, and even the Beitang internal damage has been healed for no reason, if Beigong Mo can't find Gu Yuansi's head again, then he is not the second ancestor, but a fool. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, there is the golden sign of the Beigong family there, which makes him 120,000 points confident, and Wu no one can turn out his palm. So he didn't come over in person until today, wanting to see where this Gu Yuansian was sacred?

It's a pity that the only thing he didn't know was that the person standing in front of him was not a little Qi cultivator, but a great master of martial arts and martial arts. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to speak to Gu Yuansian like this.

"Oh, is this what you mean, or is that what the head of the Beigong family means?"

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course there is a difference. Good birds choose trees to perch, and if they really choose, they must choose those who are capable. As far as I know, it seems that your brother Beigong Changtian has been confirmed as the next head of the family, right?"

Beigong Mo's handsome face suddenly became extremely hideous, and his eyes looked at him viciously, "The person who once dared to talk to me like this is now one person tall." ”

He lowered his eyelids and said, "Let me think about this matter, and give you an answer in three days." ”

"What if I ask you to make a choice now?"

"Two days. ”

"Give you a night to think about it. Choose one or the other, either swear allegiance to me or die. ”

Staring at him for a while, Beigong Mo walked past him, and when he was about to reach the door, he stopped, and said in a cold voice: "Your house seems to be in KS Liulidian Fuxin Jiayuan." ”

A minute later, the sound of a car engine sounded outside the door, and after another five minutes, the breath of the Great Grandmaster in the house disappeared with it.

Just when he was standing silently in the living room, the door of the guest room downstairs opened, and He Xiangyi said nervously: "Master......"

"Go back to your room and practice. After saying that, he walked upstairs quickly.

Looking out from the east balcony, on Lakeside Avenue in the distance, the taillights of a small car have almost disappeared into the hazy night.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into, then it's no wonder I'm ruthless. As he spoke, he quickly walked to the bedside table and pulled out a set of night clothes from underneath, including gloves and a face towel.

After getting dressed, he took a deep breath and rushed straight out of the balcony with a run-up.

There was no detour at all, and I crossed directly from Dushu Lake. The great master of the dignified martial arts and martial arts, if he can't cross the river with a reed, then he can simply take a piece of tofu and kill him.

I was racing all the way, and after seven or eight minutes, I had caught up with the car that was waiting for the red light. He followed the car to the outside of the fence courtyard in the ancient city, and then quietly hibernated in the bamboo forest.

At night, the old town is still brightly lit, but this fence courtyard seems to be as quiet in the darkness as if it is a relic of independence.

A minute, ten minutes, half an hour, time passes slowly...... At two o'clock in the morning, Gu Yuan sighed like a big peng and threw himself into the fence courtyard.

"Who?" An old voice sounded out of thin air, and then a black shadow burst out of the darkness, welcoming Gu Yuan like a goshawk.

Just as the two were about to meet each other, an orange-red flame rushed out from Gu Yuansi's hand. The black shadow on the opposite side was caught off guard, and was sprayed by this flame.

The power of the [Hellfire] did not disappoint Gu Yuansi, and burned this black shadow into charcoal in an instant. By the time he rushed over, the coke had turned into powder.

A black shadow rushed out of the wooden building built by the river again, maybe it felt that something was wrong, this black shadow man had not yet arrived, and dozens of hidden weapons with a whistling sound had already shot towards Gu Yuan.

A resisting aura, and when he arrived in front of him, he was greeted by the same hellfire.

The terrifying flames were worthy of the word "hell", and the great grandmaster was not spared, just like the one before him, turned into dust.

A few small fish and shrimp rushed out of the wooden building one after another, but in the face of Gu Yuansi, the great grandmaster, there was no enemy at all.

"Boom~"

Beigong Mo, who was sleeping with a beautiful girl on the fourth floor, was woken up by a loud noise, and his keen skills made him jump up from the bed at the first time. Looking closely, one of his henchmen was smashed on the door, lying in the open doorway, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Who... Who? Who the hell is it?" Beigong Mo said as he stepped back.

Outside the balcony was the inner city river, and he was confident that he would be able to escape by jumping into the river as long as he stepped out of the sliding door.

One step, two steps, three steps, just as he slowly moved to the sliding door, he heard a "poof" sound in his ears, and the hairs on the back of his head suddenly appeared, and by the time he was about to make an evasive move, the sharp pain had already poured into his mind.

Beigong lowered his head in disbelief, only to see a sharp tip of a knife exposed in his lower abdomen.

Without waiting for him to struggle, a big hand was stretched out from the sliding door, grabbed his heavenly spirit cover, and with a "click", Beigong Mo, the ambitious second young master, had already been pinched and exploded.

"Ahh

The sliding door of the balcony was pushed open from the outside, Gu Yuan sighed and walked in with an iron sword murderously, glanced at Beigong Mo on the ground, and said coldly: "You know, you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't threaten me with my family." ”

He bent down and searched for his mobile phone, and then dipped his iron sword in blood and wrote on the ground: One life is worth one life!

I didn't stay for a minute, and I went to get dressed.

……

Although he was not welcomed, Beigong Mo was also a direct member of the Beigong family, and within an hour before and after, his father Beigong Mingbo already knew that his youngest son had been killed.

At this moment, in Zhonghai's Beigong Ancestral Hall, Beigong Mingbo slapped the table and said angrily: "Give me a thorough investigation of who killed Mo'er." ”

"No need to check, if nothing else, it should be the hand of the Yan family. He said that his subordinates handed over a photo taken by his mobile phone.

"Patriarch, please look, the five words are full of murderous spirit, strong and powerful, plus those two elders, they are 100% congenitally spicy. ”

The subordinate paused and said: "Our Beigong family has always been friendly with people, and Young Master Mo has lived in seclusion in Wudu all the year round, it is impossible to offend people, except for the Yan family, I can't think of anyone else." ”

The brown-faced old man standing at the bottom also said: "The innate master is not born. The Wu family in the Western Regions and our side of the Central Plains do not interfere with the river water; Zhou Huo Huang Zheng has gradually declined in recent years, except for a few, in recent years, I have not heard of anyone who has successfully advanced to the congenital; as for the Wang family in the capital, they are now busy with infighting, how can they come over to kill Young Master Mo. ”

The reasonable, well-founded analysis of the two subordinates made Beigong Mingbo's face uncertain.

Seeing that he was still hesitant, the brown-faced old man hurriedly said: "Patriarch, the Yan family relies on the unique sea resources, and over the years, there have been three congenitals, and they have never taken the other six families except the Wu family in their eyes. Now that Yan is dead, Yan Yunshen will definitely not give up, I'm afraid that the next one will be ......"

"Yes, Patriarch. If Young Master Mo dies in such a vain, the rest of the families will not be able to laugh at our Beigong family for bullying the weak and afraid of the hard?"

Listening to the words of the two henchmen, Beigong Mingbo finally couldn't help it, and said fiercely: "Send an announcement, the Yan Alliance will go south immediately, and our Beigong family will take the lead." ”

"喏~"

"喏~"

……

The fuse of Beigong Mo's death completely broke the balance between the eight great families, and the vast majority of the great rivers, whether martial artists or cultivators, were swept into this storm.

In addition to the two centrist factions of Zheng and Wang, even the Wu family of the Western Regions sent four great masters, and at the same time, there was also an innate master to suppress the formation.

The reason why the Wu family is so active is mainly because they are greedy for the abundant resources of the Central Plains. Compared to the Western Regions in the bitter cold land, of course they are willing to open up a sect land in the interior.

So compared to the rest, the Wu family is the most active except for the Beigong family.

Three days later, the "Yanyun Mountain" outside Wuyang City and many monks surrounded the Yan family's base camp, and then launched the most tragic battle in the cultivation world in the past half century......