Chapter 722: Accepting Disciples??

"Boy, I don't care who you are, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise, don't blame my Changning Fan family for forming a grudge against you!" Fan Hou looked at the young man in the gray robe and said in a deep voice.

It was only at this time that the young man turned his head, glanced at Fan Hou, plucked out his ears, and said disdainfully, "Changning Fan's family?

"How daring!"

The people of the Fan family immediately glared at him angrily, clenched the weapons in their hands, and wanted to break them into pieces.

Fan Hou sneered, his palm gently caressing the cold and smooth knife surface, "I've seen young people who are even crazier than you, but they're all dead. ”

"I've seen people uglier than you, but I think they're all very pleasing to the eye, but looking at you, it's just very unpleasant. Huang Zhong's eyes gradually became cold.

If he hadn't arrived in time just now, the two most important people in his life would probably be in different places, so while he was afraid, he was also full of killing intent for the guy in front of him.

"Looking for something dead!" Fan Hou's eyes flashed with a rich killing intent as his body rushed up, and the big knife in his hand was wrapped in spiritual power, shining coldly and brightly.

"Who is looking for death, but it is not certain. The corners of Huang Zhong's mouth curled up slightly, and he muttered to himself.

"This guy's strength seems to have gotten stronger again. Shi Hao looked at Huang Zhong's figure, seemed to be aware of it, and couldn't help muttering.

"He is originally better than us, what is the fuss about his strength becoming stronger, if he does not become stronger, I will find it strange. "Hi Xi said disapprovingly.

After Shi Hao muttered a few words, he began to read them in fragments, mostly words such as being dragged out by this guy for a long time.

When Fan Hou's figure reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Huang Zhong, and the machete in his hand slashed at the latter's head, Huang Zhong's slightly drooping head was slowly raised at this time, but when Fan Hou saw the guy's eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he felt a chill on his back!

Those eyes, just like the black-clothed boy before, were also pitch black, and even the whites of the eyes turned into a strange black.

Soul power?! It's that damn soul power again!

Fan Hou hurriedly wanted to pause and retreat, but the distance between the two was too close, and it was too late to think about retreating now.

"Soul Crusher!"

Huang Zhong let out a low sigh, and a milky white hammer transformed by soul power appeared out of thin air, and under the control of his mind, it quickly hammered towards Fan Hou, who looked panicked.

"Buzz!"

There was a buzzing sound, and the small hammer slammed into Fan Hou's head, hitting the soul power in his brain to be precise.

"Ahh

Fan Hou suddenly roared violently, more than a hundred times more painful than the soul power attack he received just now, and his seven orifices were faintly oozing blood.

Huang Zhong's wide sleeved robe was raised suddenly, and a three-foot Qingfeng was like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, shooting in the direction of Fan Hou, wanting to kill him with a sword.

At this time, Fan Hou's eyes were already ghosted, there was a buzzing sound in his head, and his body staggered, and he couldn't stop the cold glow that was coming at all.

At this moment, a figure quickly swept out from behind, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Fan Hou's body, and his fingers flicked lightly towards the cold light with the cold sword qi.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound.

The long sword, which looked extremely sharp, was flicked upside down by the wizened fingers.

Huang Zhong's figure did not move, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the long sword that flew back upside down stopped in front of him, the sword body was as clear as water, and under the bright moonlight, it was cold.

"It turned out to be another person who cultivated both souls and spirits, now, is this kind of genius already everywhere?" The old man who was standing in front of Fan Hou looked at the gray-clothed young man opposite, and couldn't help but sigh, "In just a few days, I saw three people. ”

Huang Zhong quietly looked at the old man who had blocked his attack, his eyes narrowed slightly, he could sense that this old guy's strength was strong, compared to that Fan Hou, it was not a little stronger.

"Boy, do you have a teacher?" Jing Lao looked at the silent gray-clothed young man steadily, and suddenly asked.

"What are you asking for?" Huang Zhong frowned.

"Yes or no?" Jing Lao asked lightly.

"Since my master has been in the rivers and lakes, he has not met anyone who is qualified to be my master. Huang Zhongniu said angrily.

"Then do you think I'm qualified?" Jing Lao said with a smile with his hands on his back.

"Do you want to be my master?" Huang Zhong raised his eyebrows, looking at the old man who wanted to be his master with a strange expression.

"I have never confiscated apprentices in my life, and today I am also temporary, and I have a little love for talent. Jing Lao smiled lightly, "You must know that the people who want to be my apprentices, from outside Changning City to inside the city, there are not one thousand but eight hundred." ”

Huang Zhong could naturally hear the meaning of the old man's words, it was nothing more than this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, after this village, there would be no such shop, and he should cherish it.

Huang Zhong couldn't help rolling his eyes, and just wanted to blurt out a sentence, I have seen a lot of young masters who are stronger than you, and there are not 10,000 but 8,000 who want to accept the young master as an apprentice, which onion and which garlic are you counting?

It's just that before the words came out, looking at Fan Hou, he suddenly had an idea, his eyes rolled, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back.

"Do you really want to accept me as an apprentice?" Huang Zhong asked with a frown.

"The old man always speaks his word. Jing Lao waved his hand, interrupting Fan Hou, who had recovered beside him and was just about to speak, and said with a smile.

"If you want to accept me as an apprentice, it's not impossible. Huang Zhong touched his chin and said.

"What, do you still have the conditions?" Jing Lao looked at the gray-clothed boy opposite with a sky-high asking price, and couldn't help but laugh.

It is also rare to receive such a harvest from apprentices.

The so-called "not one thousand, but also eight hundred" before, although it is exaggerated, but there are indeed not a few people who want to worship him Jingluofeng as a teacher, and it is not a lie to say that it is not a lie to say that it is discharged from outside Changning City to the city.

"Master, I have extraordinary roots and talents, and if you want to accept me as an apprentice, it's not too much to give me an apprenticeship, right?" Huang Zhong smiled and rubbed his index finger and thumb.

Ji Xi, who was listening to Huang Zhong on the side, couldn't help laughing, where is this to accept apprentices, this is simply to accept masters.

Shi Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes, he hadn't seen this guy for so long, and he was still this urine.

Fan Hou sneered secretly, although he was not very familiar with the old Jing next to him, he still knew a little about the latter's temperament, and he was moody.

I often talk to you with a pleasant face one second, and take your head from the next second.

It is rumored that a family head who used to know him lost his life when he drank with him, and before he died, he stared at the still smiling face with wide eyes, obviously not understanding why.