Many people will subconsciously think that the latter is a body cultivator after seeing Luo Guichen's move, and the people of the White Clothes Society also think so, in fact, the current White Clothes Society is no longer the original, and there are only a few foundation building monks left, and the rest are mostly in the Qi refining period.

Luo Guichen was also taken aback when he came here, the strength of this white-clothed society is really poor. However, he didn't regret it, because just now, everyone in the Six Peaks knew that the new president of the White Coat Society was a little-known Qi Refining Kid.

"Since we have all broken the jar, the strength of the White Coat Society is not very important. Sikong said.

Luo Guichen said: "They still think that I am a little unworthy of my name, but in fact, you have seen me make a move." ”

Half the room had some anger on their faces, which evolved from jealousy. Why is the new president not himself. But after all, this decision was made by the brains of the White Coat Society, and sometimes they still have to follow it, but now, for example, they feel that they can overturn the latter.

"I know that even I am not necessarily your match. Sikong said.

"Then you came to me today for another purpose. Luo Guichen withdrew the white cloak on his body, which was a symbol of the previous presidents, but this symbol was somewhat uncomfortable for him, and it also affected his subsequent battles.

Sikong fell silent. Nodding, he took a few steps back, the boy was still as smart as the legend said.

"If any of you is dissatisfied, let him come up. Beat me, I'll leave right now. Luo Guichen said, his voice was extremely seductive, especially the last sentence: "On the contrary, you will become the president of the White Clothes Society." ”

There was a commotion in the room, and Luo Guichen's words were like a lead, igniting the crowd that was about to explode. The house is big and luxurious.

Everyone was looking at Sikong, Sikong nodded, the luxury of the room made him a little uncomfortable, which had far deviated from the original intention of the White Clothes Society.

A big man stood up, burly and even blocked out the sunlight outside the house. To a certain extent, the body can indeed give people a lot of self-confidence.

There were no words, because Luo Guichen didn't like to speak.

The burly man's words were intercepted by Luo Guichen, and it was not the words that intercepted him, but the latter's fist. He easily squeezed the latter's fist, and it was indisputable that the somewhat slender fist would soon become a blur of flesh and blood.

Anyone who cultivates physique, there are a few people who can have such delicate and fair skin. In his opinion, this young man is also a golden jade. Nothing more.

"Ah......h

The onlookers were all shocked, the brute bull with the nickname of this burly man, but from the nickname, it can be seen how much strength the latter has.

In fact, the moment Luo Guichen's fist was held by the latter, he suddenly stepped forward, and his body took advantage of inertia to hit the burly man's neck fiercely.

Between the lightning and flint, the burly man even began to exert his strength, ready to crush the slender fist in the palm of his hand. A sharp pain suddenly spread through his keel to his limbs. Pain. He subconsciously let go of his hand.

"Bang!" came the sound of bones shattering.

Luo Guichen retracted his arms, and the pale black light that shrouded his whole body slowly dissipated.

"Next. He said, not even glancing at the burly man moaning on the ground.

He had decided to teach Sikong a hard lesson afterwards, and this time he seemed to have turned into a scavenger to clean up the rotten White Clothes Society.

For a moment, no one in the room made a sound. It turned out that the rumors had made a big mistake, and Luo Guichen was not only a physical cultivator, but also a very strong physical cultivator.

A female voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked up, this was the oldest and one of the few foundation building monks in the White Clothes Society, except for Sikong.

"Since you are the president, then I will challenge you, and I will not bully the small with the big. The quality of the president still needs to be checked. Sikong. ”

Following the voice, a slender friar came out of the crowd, and the first impression of this person was that she was thin, very thin. There is a kind of illness all over the body, both the pace and the temperament are reminding you that this is a person who should be lying in a hospital bed.

"Foundation building period?" Luo Guichen frowned and looked at Sikong who was sitting quietly on the side, if he didn't know the current situation of the Bai Yi Society, I am afraid he really thought that this was a ploy by Sikong to kill himself.

Sikong stood on the left, and those who supported him also stood on the left, and when the friars came out, a large part of the people who wavered in the center stood behind the female friars.

The cultivation in the foundation building period is still much more reliable than the young man in front of him who only has the qi refining period, but the female cultivator has accumulated a lot of prestige in the White Clothes Society. Sikong was not surprised at all that this person who opposed him would be her. And now things seem to have gone beyond their expectations.

There are only a small number of people on their side.

"Sikong, maybe you don't know it, you are too old now, so old that you actually chose a kid from the Qi refining period to be our president. The nun said, the number of people behind her was increasing, and she was more confident in her speech.

"Win him, I quit the White Clothes Society. Sikong Dao, the tone was a bit categorical, in fact, at this point, he didn't trust the latter, and he had no second choice.

After knowing that Luo Guichen had killed a monk in the late stage of Qi cultivation and the early stage of foundation building on his way back to the sect, his trust in this young man was already very high.

"Good. The nun didn't like to talk either, but today she unusually said so much, because she liked this feeling of being in the limelight so much that others didn't even know that the death of the previous president had nothing to do with her.

"After I defeat you, this White Clothes Society should also set new rules, and this president must let capable people take responsibility, which is worthy of our White Clothes Society. "There is no doubt that she is the only capable person here.

"Are you so sure you can defeat me?" Luo Guichen said, in his intuition, the female cultivator on the opposite side was not stronger than the Zhuji monk he met that day, but that day was a battle of life and death, and this time he did not interfere with life and death.

He didn't dare to say that he could win the latter 100 percent, and the amplification exercises were absolutely unusable at this time, otherwise he would be gnawed by this group of people to the point that there were no bones left.

There was a slightly dark light on his body, which spread all over his body, even covering his eyes. He didn't attack first.

The female cultivator snorted coldly, pulled out a long whip from her waist, and threw it at the latter fiercely, while she said in her mouth, "Today I will tell you why the physical cultivation has declined. ”

In the face of the long whip thrown at him, Luo Guichen retreated, but the space in the room was not too big, and he had already reached the wall after only one breath, Luo Guichen pulled out the long knife on his back, and the rungs were in the air.

The long whip was wound twice around the long knife, but the iron hook at the end of the whip took advantage of the winding trend and hooked Luo Guichen's neck, and it was dripping with blood in an instant. The crimson long whip seemed to be alive, and it was raised again, wrapping directly around Luo Guichen's neck.

"The so-called physical cultivation is only relatively strong when refining qi and building a foundation, and the most dependent is the strength of the body, if you don't get close to the enemy, I'm afraid that your physical strength will be consumed sooner or later. One person said: "This kid is a physical cultivator, but Sister Hong is a qi refiner, and now this kid can't enter Sister Hong's body at all, and the results of this battle have already been seen." ”

Luo Guichen wanted to rush in the direction of the female cultivator several times, but often at the end, this spirit whip would always give him a fatal blow. He had to stop and dodge the attack of the whip.

Sikong looked at the doubts in his eyes, he couldn't help but suspect that his news was really a little flawed, looking at Luo Guichen's current appearance, where did he look like he could kill a foundation building period monk.

But the next moment, a faint snowflake appeared in his eyes, yes, the heavy snow appeared out of thin air, and Luo Guichen's figure disappeared suddenly. A chill rushed into the room.

"It's Snow Moon Flash! Snow Moon Flash is used like this, it's like a real snowflake. Someone in the crowd said that the man tightened his clothes, not that the monk was not resistant to frost, but that the temperature changed a little quickly. He was a little caught off guard.

"Come out, I don't believe you can hide in and not come out all the time. Sister Hong's scarlet clothes were a little loose, but in the next moment, with a spell she cast, her entire clothes bulged out of thin air. A crimson flame also appeared in this space.

"Nanming is away from the fire. Luo Guichen recognized this spell, and he had been learning spells with Shi Ruoyun for the past few days, and I have to say that Shi Ruoyun actually knew a lot about the spells in the foundation building period. So he judged at a glance that this was Nanming Lihuo, a powerful attack spell.

The snowflakes kept melting. The flames are also getting better and better.

Sikong stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes falling in the sky, the snowflakes looked like hexagons, slowly melting in his palms, and when they turned into a little water stain. He was a little shocked and said, "This turned out to be a real snowflake, his spell cultivation has reached this point." ”

Turning the virtual into reality, this kind of realm can only touch a little bit even in the foundation building period. He made up his mind that no matter whether Luo Guichen succeeded or failed, he would never have a bad relationship with this person.

The scorching heat in the air made Luo Guichen a little uncomfortable, the spell in the foundation building period was much stronger than that in the qi refining period, and even the three thousand thunder methods of the white-clothed young man that day made his heart move. However, he was not prepared to be roasted alive in the snowflakes into a roast chicken.

"Red eyes. Luo Guichen's eyes were covered with red veins, and his waist-length hair began to turn red, and it extended until his feet were bare. The snowflakes suddenly became intense again, but the next moment his figure suddenly appeared in front of the red-clothed nun.

Raising your hand is a slap in the face.

There was a loud snap, and at the same time, it was like hitting everyone's faces, silent.

However, Luo Guichen had no intention of pitying the jade, because the red-clothed nun opposite was suddenly ignited after a short period of distraction. Luo Guichen was slapped in the chest, and the same female cultivator was also beaten on the shoulder.

"The makeup on your face is very chic, and women still have to look good with some blood on their faces. Luo Guichen stood up against the wall and looked at the bright red handprints on the female nun's face.

Maybe no one else noticed, but the nun was frozen in place, she was a little scared, this is something that is unacceptable to her, it is undeniable, this is a fact. Because when he came out of Luo Guichen, he obviously felt that the young man opposite seemed to be a different person.

The wound on Luo Guichen's neck has gradually begun to recover, but it has not attracted too many people's attention.

"I said, I'm not a physical cultivator, now you should know. Luo Guichen said.

The nun took a deep look at the latter, took back the long whip that was flying, and tied it around her waist as a beautiful bow.

"No fights. You are the president of the White Coat Society. From now on, I quit the White Coats. The nun said, glancing faintly at the crowd behind her.

So in the end, there were only three people left in the entire hall, Luo Guichen, Sikong, and a sleepy sloppy boy.

He was a little surprised that the nun had suddenly retreated, but it seemed that the nun had not noticed anything unusual in her eyes and hair. Everyone has their own secrets, so although Sikong, who is as careful as dust, knows it, he doesn't ask.

There were badges scattered on the ground, Sikong looked at Luo Guichen who came over, touched his nose embarrassedly, squatted down randomly, picked up the badges one by one, and put them in the storage bracelet.

"This is the White Coat Club you asked me to come to?" Luo Guichen asked.

"Ahem. Sikong coughed.

"Brother Sikong, when will the title deed be handed over to me? The sloppy boy yawned and said as he stretched his waist, "Sister Yun is already impatient. ”

Like a bolt from the blue.

Luo Guichen turned around and left. There was no hesitation at all.