Chapter Seventy-Five: Demon Rock Sect Xiang Xiuping

It wasn't long after I came out of the shop.

On the streets of Fangshi, the three of Gu Cheng were blocked.

In this Hefeifang City, those who dare to block the three of them are naturally not loose robbers or hooligans.

Four or five people, all of them are dressed in uniform sect disciples, and the cuffs of the robe and the position on the chest are engraved with strange black patterns, as if outlining a mysterious mountain pattern, this logo can basically be recognized by the monks of the Wei State, and it is the logo of the Demon Rock Sect, one of the three major upper sects of the Wei State.

These four or five people are obviously all disciples of the Demon Rock Sect.

The leader is a very tall young man, this person has a thin face, narrow eyes, a very obvious black mole at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person's temperament is slightly gloomy, even if he has a smile on his face now, he still gives people a feeling of rebellion and coldness.

"Xiang Xiuping?"

Gu Cheng stopped, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"I didn't expect you, the famous senior brother of the Yaoyang Sect, to know my name too." Hearing Gu Cheng's words, the leading young man suddenly smiled with a smile on his face, and even smiled so much that his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was really happy.

"The eldest disciple of the Demon Rock Sect, the descendant of the Xiang family, looking at the younger generation of the entire Wei Kingdom, who dares to say that he doesn't know Your Excellency's name." Gu Cheng stated expressionlessly.

Hearing his words, Xiang Xiuping's face was even more proud, but when he looked at Gu Cheng and the others, he didn't have much kindness.

In fact, although Gu Cheng said it politely, the expression on his face was also not very friendly.

It's not that there is any deep hatred between the two of them, but because the relationship between the Demon Rock Sect and the Yaoyang Sect itself is not very good.

The eight major sects of the Wei State, the Yaoyang Sect, the Dongxuan Sect and the Hundred Beast Sect are relatively closely related, and they are generally on the same front, while the Demon Rock Sect, the Corpse Refining Sect and the Hundred Poison Cave have more contacts, as for the Jindanmen and Taixuguan, their positions are relatively neutral, although the contradictions and hatred between the Yaoyang Sect and the Demon Rock Sect are not as deep as those of the Corpse Refining Sect, but when they meet on weekdays, they will not be polite to each other.

Now that Gu Cheng and Xiang Xiuping have met, both of them are representative disciples of their respective sects, it is naturally impossible to talk about each other, and if they don't fight immediately, they are already relatively reasonable.

"I heard that you've been in the limelight lately."

"Not to mention the great achievements made by Huyan Border Fort, the credit of the Red Valley has also been taken by you."

"Tsk, that's good, that's good...... However, don't you think it's not a good thing to be in the limelight too much? ”

Xiang Xiuping slowly took two steps forward, his eyes swept around Gu Cheng and the three of them, and then fixed on Gu Cheng, and said with a somewhat meaningful smile.

"I said you guy, what do you mean by talking crookedly for a long time, just say anything directly, nonsense, don't you know how to speak?" Tan Wu endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but stand up and shouted impatiently.

As soon as Tan Wu's words came out, not only Gu Cheng and Cui Ying laughed secretly, but even the passers-by who were watching next to them couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The whole atmosphere was destroyed in an instant.

Xiang Xiuping's face immediately couldn't help but sink slightly, staring at Tan Wu coldly, there was a trace of unconcealable fierceness in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you, do you have a part in speaking here?" ”

"You ......"

"Xiang Xiuping, it's better for you to speak politely!"

Without waiting for Tan Wu to say anything, Gu Cheng's face turned cold first, he didn't have many friends, Tan Wu and Cui Ying were undoubtedly the two most confidant, as for Xiang Xiuping, to be honest, he really didn't pay much attention to it.

Not now, and even less so in the future.

"Good, good, good......"

"Gu Cheng, you are arrogant enough!"

Hearing Gu Cheng's words, Xiang Xiuping was obviously annoyed.

As the senior brother of the Demon Rock Sect and the condensation stage consummation cultivator, he can be said to be one of the top geniuses among the younger generation of the entire Wei Kingdom, and he is not sought after wherever he goes, and now that he is scolded by Gu Cheng and Tan Wu in person, his heart is simply overturned, and his face is gloomy all of a sudden.

"Originally, at this time, I thought I should restrain my temper and didn't want to do anything to you, but I didn't expect that you would have to be shameless, so don't blame me......"

"That's a lot of nonsense."

Without waiting for Xiang Xiuping to finish speaking, Gu Cheng stood up directly with a cold face.

Immediately, his right hand was stretched, and the Heavenly Cold Sword, which had just arrived and had not even had time to refine it, suddenly appeared, flashing with dazzling light, surging with a piercing cold air, and trembling in the air above his palm.

Although it was blessed and sealed, now only twelve Dao patterns are in effect, but the magic weapon is a magic weapon after all, even if it is in a sealed state, it still exudes a terrifying aura, and at the same time as it appeared from Gu Cheng's hand, a wave of qi spread out, and everyone around them retreated with shocked faces.

Gu Cheng directly waved his right hand, forcibly controlled it with his spiritual power, and slashed downward, and the Tianhan Sword fell with it.

A visible ice sword qi immediately burst out, Xiang Xiuping didn't even have time to react, this sword qi had already slashed down on the street beside him, and there was a deafening explosion, and then, the smoke of gunpowder billowed out, and a terrifying ravine several feet long appeared.

The Heavenly Cold Sword was still silently suspended in the void, as if everything in front of it had nothing to do with it.

But seeing such a scene, the hundreds of passers-by and monks around him couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva secretly, and then quietly retreated more than a dozen steps, all with expressions of fear and awe on their faces, for fear of being affected by the battle.

Xiang Xiuping's face was also extremely ugly, and his whole face was blue and white, constantly changing.

He wanted to back off, but he couldn't save face.

If he wants to fight, he doesn't have that confidence now.

Magic weapon!

A real magic weapon!

Other ordinary monks couldn't see it, but Xiang Xiuping, who had a good family background, could judge at a glance that the cold sword in front of him was definitely a real magic weapon.

He really couldn't figure out how Gu Cheng, a condensate stage monk, could have a priceless magic weapon in his body, and how could he exert the power of the magic weapon.

For a moment, he was in a dilemma.

If Gu Cheng didn't have this magic weapon, he would definitely not be afraid of the other party, it was also the condensation consummation realm, although Gu Cheng had been in the limelight recently, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative to come to the door this time.

But Gu Cheng has this magic weapon in his hand, and looking at it like this, it is obvious that he has been able to exert the power of the magic weapon, even if he can't exert all the power, it is definitely not something he can deal with.

At this moment, he really regretted even his intestines.

If he knew that this was the case, he wouldn't have come over like this to send his face to others.