The personnel of the Maoshan faction did not come out to maintain the scene, they had ghosts in their hearts, and naturally hoped that Gu Feng would be able to clash with more people.

Xiaohu glanced at the old monk and said disdainfully: "Old man, you are not my opponent. ”

The old monk's face was gloomy, and when he heard Xiaohu's words, he laughed angrily: "Are young people so arrogant now? Let the poor monk teach you a good lesson on behalf of your elders. ”

"My master, Daoist Heavenly Machine, do you think you are qualified to replace him?" Xiaohu smiled, but the smile was extremely sarcastic.

The old monk's face stiffened, he never thought that Xiaohu would have such a background, his master turned out to be the master of the Heavenly Machine, thinking of this, the old monk was a little afraid to do it.

After all, the prestige of the Heavenly Pole Dao Leader is too great, if it really happens to Xiaohu, if the Heavenly Pole Dao Leader comes to the door to find trouble, they may not be able to stop the entire Wutai Mountain.

As for the so-called heritage, in front of a strange person like the Heavenly Machine Dao Chief, it is nothing, and they have already reached the point of ignoring the essence.

Seeing that the old monk stopped talking, Xiaohu didn't plan to let go of the other party, he said coldly: "Come down, old dog, I just want to kill people, just now a little monk is not enough, if you add an old monk, it's almost the same." ”

Hearing Xiaohu's words, the old monk's expression was gloomy, he glared at Xiaohu angrily, and said coldly: "Donor, I advise you not to make mistakes, the poor monk is afraid of your master, but it does not mean that the poor monk will be afraid of you." ”

"I also know that you won't be afraid of me, so I let you do it, don't you even have the courage to do it with me, old monk, are you still not a man?" Xiaohu asked a little depressed.

Clay figures have three points of fire, how can this old guy not be fooled.

The old monk's face was pale, at this time, if he didn't agree, he wouldn't have to come out to meet people in the future, not a man, even a monk didn't want to bear it.

Thinking of this, the old monk walked down, he stared at Xiaohu, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent in his eyes.

"That's right, old monk, let's fight." Xiaohu smiled honestly, but now no one will think that this guy is honest, after all, he just killed a person, and now he is forcing a supreme to fight with himself, this kind of means makes people feel chilled when they think about it.

The old monk didn't speak, he shot straight out, now he wants to get back face, there is only one way, that is, to defeat Xiaohu, otherwise, it is useless to say anything, for Xiaohu, the old monk is hateful, if he is not afraid of the Tianji Taoist, he will definitely kill people.

Once he entered the battle, Xiaohu was completely different, his expression was calm, his eyes flashed, and he met the attack of the old monk.

"Boom."

With a loud bang, the two of them retreated at the same time, Xiaohu's face flashed a flush, and then he said with a smile: "Happy, it really deserves to be the supreme, one more punch." ”

After finishing speaking, Xiaohu rushed towards the other party again.

The old monk looked shocked, just now with Xiaohu a blow, his bones all over his body seemed to be about to crack, at this time when he saw Xiaohu rushing over, he was suddenly shocked, he didn't dare to touch it, he had to step on the pace, out of Xiaohu's attack.

He thought that Xiaohu was very big and would definitely be very inflexible, but what the old monk didn't expect was that his self-proclaimed clever body was of no use at all, no matter where he hid, Xiaohu's fist still enveloped him.

The old monk's expression was awe-inspiring, and he immediately understood that Xiaohu's body was definitely not under him, and he could only bite the bullet and collide with Xiaohu's body.

The terrifying blow sounded, the old monk retreated again and again, and the little tiger was unforgiving, like a heavenly god of war, rampage, making the old monk roll all over his body, and finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that the opponent was injured, Xiaohu's attack became even more fierce, and the old monk couldn't resist it, and he was about to be killed.

The people from the Maoshan faction on the stage saw that it was wrong, and a person flew over and shot at Xiaohu.

At this moment, Colorless moved, and a bloody light shot out from his hand, directly killing the person who made the shot.

The other party changed color, feeling the power of Colorless's blow, he didn't dare to slack off and blocked one of Colorless's attacks, but he also lost the opportunity to rescue the old monk.

Xiaohu was like a fierce tiger, and he smashed the old monk's head with one punch, and blood flew everywhere.

No one thought that this was just the beginning, and there would be bloodshed, and it was conceivable that it would definitely be even more tragic in a while.

The Maoshan faction wants to deal with the ancient style, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it, although I don't know when they have a grudge, but this is a fact.

"You dare to kill people at my Maoshan faction ceremony, don't you give us the face of the Maoshan faction?" The disciple of the Maoshan faction who had a blow with the colorless shouted, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

glanced at him, a vicious look suddenly appeared on his colorless and honest face, and he said angrily: "Are you blind, or are you blind when the martial arts colleagues present are blind, obviously they did it first, you actually blame us, Maoshan faction, are you trying to provoke?" ”

The colorless words immediately made the person speechless, after all, this qiē happened with the acquiescence of the Maoshan faction, if they had stopped it when it happened, such a thing would not have happened.

"And how does this person explain it?" The Maoshan disciple asked, pointing to the little monk who had been killed earlier.

"Kill if you want, what are you going to do? , you're not qualified to talk to us yet. "Colorless is extremely strong, and he doesn't save face for the other party at all.

Although the other party is a supreme, but compared with the colorless identity, it is still too much worse, as a disciple of the Shura Buddha, no matter where he goes, the other party has to treat them as a young master, but now they are treated coldly, it seems to be aimed at them, but what is lost is their master's face.

Moreover, Gu Feng is already the overlord of Baihai City, and he can kill the strongest, such a person is obviously a provocation if he does not arrange a seat, and there is no need to save face for an enemy without color.

Hearing the colorless reprimand, the disciple of the Maoshan faction was furious, and he was about to have a seizure, but at this time, a clear voice sounded: "This matter, it was the negligence of my Maoshan faction, this is Gu Shao, and the disciple of the Shura Buddha, the colorless master, this Gu Doctor Holy disciple Miss Lan Qi'er, this Ito Mingyu Sword Saint's sister Miss Masako, the head of the Heavenly Machine Dao, the dragon knight Mr. Lu Li, and Miss Sun Mei of the Huanxi Zen Sect, we have arranged your position, all of your subordinates are ignorant and mess with the rules, Thank you for your understanding. ”

This is a handsome man, less than thirty years old, exuding a fairy aura all over his body, not like a mortal person.

After he appeared, all the disciples of the Maoshan Sect showed a look of worship and admiration, as if they had seen their own gods.