Ge Yu carried his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards He Wei Dao, and said in a deep voice as he walked: "Let me ask you again, do you admit that you used Maoshan Technique to harm people's lives?" If you admit it, I will make it light, and if you don't, I will make you look good! ”

He Weidao looked at Ge Yu in front of him, and his heart was full of unconvinced, why, a kid who was less than twenty years old actually bullied himself like this, and said what he said 're-fall', who are you, why did you re-send me?

Lao Tzu is a disciple of Maoshan Outer Sect, who has practiced for decades, but he was bullied like this by such a milky kid, how can he swallow this breath.

He glared at Ge Yu angrily, his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, he got up from the ground again, the long sword in his hand shook, let out a crisp sound, and pinched a magic trick from himself, and recited in his mouth: "Beidou Qiyuan Jun, Tiangang Great Holy God, Leaving the Evil Great Heavenly King, innocent protect my body, pass through the Three Realms Road, take the North Secluded Palace, Wu Feng Heaven and Earth, step through the Nine Secluded Gates, the True Monarch is on my body, and break open the Fengdu Gate!" Haste as a law! ”

With the sound of He Weidao's fast and fast incantation, but seeing that his figure suddenly skyrocketed, the Qi field continued to surge, and from all directions, several breaths quickly drilled towards his body.

This kind of spell should be a kind of Maoshan Divine Fighting Technique, but it is much lower than the one used by Ge Yu.

Ge Yu has obtained the true inheritance of Maoshan, and he is a closed disciple of Chenyuan Zhenren, so the cultivation method is naturally different from that of these outer disciples, and it must be much more profound.

Seeing that He Weidao insisted on fighting to the death with himself, Ge Yu shook his head speechlessly and said, "If you are stubborn, don't blame me for not talking about friendship." ”

As he spoke, Ge Yu patted his waist and took out the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword with his hand.

After injecting spiritual power, the Seven Star Sword of Mao Mountain suddenly flashed golden, and instantly turned into a long sword more than one meter long, and the seven small swords hanging below suddenly collided with each other, making a sound of "jingle bell".

He Weidao, who had just completed the Maoshan Divine Fighting Technique, was about to carry the man's furious power towards the moon kill, when he suddenly saw Ge Yu pull out the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword from his body.

Suddenly he trembled with fright, and the horror in his eyes was indescribable.

Oh my God, what did this kid take out...... Maoshan Seven Star Sword! This is the holy weapon of Maoshan, I don't know how many generations of Maoshan patriarch Maoshan treasure, as a disciple of Maoshan what is the way, how can not know this sword, in the Maoshan patriarch hall, many Maoshan patriarch portraits are holding this Maoshan seven-star sword, this sword is passed down from generation to generation, only Maoshan master can use the Maoshan holy weapon.

This...... How could this sword appear in the hands of this young man in front of him?

After seeing the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in Ge Yu's hand, He Weidao's full body of strength was suddenly unloaded, and several breaths flew out of his body one after another, drifting towards the surroundings.

At this time, He Weidao was like a deflated ball, his eyes widened, shocked, frightened, worried, afraid, and afraid...... and all other feelings came to mind.

So much so that he stood there, not knowing what to do.

"Aren't you going to fight with me? Come here. Ge Yu looked at He Weidao indifferently.

At this time, whether it was the Lei family or the people of the He family, they all looked at Ge Yu incredulously.

The people present were all cultivators, not to mention that Ge Yu was so strong at a young age, seeing that he suddenly took out such a long sword from his waist, and the golden light was overflowing, he knew that it must be an amazing magic weapon.

Especially the people of the He family, they also recognized the sword in Ge Yu's hand at once, it was the Maoshan Holy Weapon - Maoshan Seven Star Sword!

This can't be wrong, only a string of small swords will hang under the Maoshan Seven Star Sword, and there are seven of them.

"You...... Who the hell are you...... What you are holding in your hand is the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword ......" He Weidao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, this is the Maoshan Seven Star Sword." Ge Yu said indifferently.

"This ...... How is it possible, how can the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword be in your hands......" He Weidao was still a little unacceptable, he would rather believe that the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in Ge Yu's hand was fake.

Ge Yu sneered, and with a shake of his hand, the seven small swords hanging under the Seven Star Sword of Maoshan suddenly broke away from the main sword, scattered, and all flew around Ge Yu, the seven small swords flickered, the runes flowed, and the aura of Taoism slowly dispersed, each of which was about the same size as the main sword, making a slight buzzing sound, but as soon as Ge Yu waved his hand, the seven small swords could suddenly shoot out, taking the life of what is the Tao.

At this moment, Ge Yu was like a god descending from the earth, surrounded by seven small swords, and he buzzed around Ge Yu.

There is no way to explain that this sword is the Maoshan Holy Weapon, the Maoshan Seven Star Sword.

In the world, there are very few magic weapons that can show such a powerful strength.

A fake Maoshan Seven-Star Sword could not have such power.

He Weidao was frightened, trembling all over, his frightened legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground directly with a "poof", kowtowed to Ge Yu again and again, and said in a trembling voice: "Maoshan Outer Disciple Daotong, meet the Maoshan Sacred Weapon Seven Star Sword, I don't know what kind of age this Taoist friend is, how to call it ......"

"Poor Dao Longyan." Ge Yu said lightly.

Although it is only four simple words, what is the Tao is like being struck by lightning, Nima, how is this possible?! The young man in front of him turned out to be the 'dragon' generation, he was over seventy years old, and he was the 'Dao' character of Maoshan, that is to say, the young man in front of him still had to call him uncle.

"Dragon...... Long Yan ...... You turned out to be a 'dragon' generation, this ...... Unlikely. "He Weidao is still a little unacceptable.

"You don't believe it?" Ge Yu asked lightly.

"It's not unbelieving...... I can't believe it......" said in a trembling voice.

"My master is the last Maoshan Sect Leader Chenyuan Zhenren, I am a closed disciple of his old man after he is 100 years old, my senior brother is the current Maoshan Sect Leader Longhua Zhenren, this Maoshan Seven Star Sword is my senior brother Long Yao lent me for use." Ge Yu said again.

Originally...... It turned out to be a closed disciple of the real person of Chenyuan, and now he couldn't help but don't believe it, so he knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed to Ge Yu again and again, and said respectfully: "The disciple of the outer sect of Maoshan is Tong, and he participates in Uncle Longyan...... I was offended a lot just now, and I asked my uncle Haihan to ......"

At this moment, those people in the He family were all dumbfounded, and when they saw that the old man knelt down, they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ge Yu.