"I didn't believe it at first, after all, it was just a wild history, and no one in the sect had mentioned it, so it was a joke. ”

"As a candidate, you should know that this border trip was accompanied by two elders, Zhao and Qin, but after arriving at the border, they never showed up in front of us, and Qi Heng did not have it when he was dying half a year ago. I asked General Liao, and the two elders are still at the border. So the question is, what are the two elders doing here?

"So I boldly guessed that the two elders should have come to us to be the protector, but to be the protector of the young hall master, and the two elders would not make a move before the nine of us decided on the young hall master. ”

After the catastrophe, Mao Zhe was obviously in a very good mood, and the two competitors said a lot, and analyzed the two of them in great detail.

Yao Mo, who only wanted the result and didn't want to listen to the process, interrupted impatiently: "What does this have to do with you killing your fellow disciples?"

"What the Hall of Horror wants is the last real young hall master, and the only one, not the so-called candidate. As for how to become the Young Hall Master, it can be the one who stands out through the rules customized by the sect, or it can be the only one left with all the other eight candidates. How to become the only one, what means are used, the sect doesn't care about the results, even if it kills the other eight candidates. Am I right?"

Wei Xinjue's eyes stared at Mao Zhe, and said in a slow tone, as if analyzing, as if answering Yao Mo.

"That's right, I was actually gambling when I killed Wei Cun, betting that the two elders who haven't shown up so far won't think that I killed my fellow sect and condemn me, fortunately I bet right. Mao Zhe grinned and continued:

"I can only say that you two are too stupid, especially Yao Mo, obviously the first advanced Jin Dan occupies an absolute advantage in strength, but he doesn't use it well, and he wants to continue to use small means with us, and as a result, I picked up a bargain. ”

"For the sake of you guys who are already Jindan, let the two of you be clear ghosts, everything that needs to be said has been said, and now you can go on the road. Mao Zhe yawned and lazily walked towards Yao Mo with a knife.

Yao Mo sneered, it's all the Jindan period, do you Mao Zhe really think you've got him? In the end, it's still unknown who wins and who loses.

Before Yao Mo could do anything, an indescribable sense of fear rose in his heart, and he no longer had any thoughts of making a move, in Yao Mo's eyes, Mao Zhe's figure continued to rise, not to be precise, Yao Mo himself became smaller.

Forming a yin and yang golden pill, Lian Du, who was already in the middle of Jindan, couldn't have the idea of doing anything in the face of the old man who had just formed the ghost pill. He Yao Mo can't compare to Lian Du when he was young, not to mention that the quality of Mao Zhe's ghost pill is higher than that of the old man with the pendant.

Yao Mo faced Mao Zhe, who was better than the blue, isn't it like a baby facing a giant, and he is extremely small.

Mao Zhe didn't target other people, so he couldn't understand Yao Mo's feelings, in their eyes, Yao Mo stood there as stupidly as a wooden man, and was hacked to death by Mao Zhe, who walked in front of him slowly.

It's all the Jindan period, the gap is one day and one place, and there is no chance to make a shot, just a knife.

"Goo"

Wei Xinjue's throat rolled, and he swallowed his saliva fiercely, and his voice was so loud that he could hear it from the disciples of the Horror Hall who were still six or seven steps away from him.

When Mao Zhe turned his head to look, Wei Xinjue's clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat, and he understood why Yao Mo didn't move.

When there were less than ten zhang left before Mao Zhe walked to him, Wei Xinjue finally mobilized a small stream of aura, causing it to explode in his body, breaking free from that immobile situation, and winning a short-lived... Opportunity to speak...

"All my net worth, plus I'll quit the Hall of Horror now, and replace my cheap life. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and Wei Xinjue, who was also in the Jindan stage and advanced earlier, actually said these words of begging for mercy, so how strong is Mao Zhe's strength?

"If you cultivate your body and disperse it, you will be allowed to leave alive. ”

Mao Zhe's words caused an even greater uproar, but Wei Xinjue's next move quieted everyone down.

Wei Xinjue threw out two storage bags beside him, not only dispersed the cultivation according to Mao Zhe's request, but also shattered the dantian by himself.

If you just disperse your cultivation, although there will be a lot of hidden dangers, with Wei Xinjue's qualifications, you can still reach the Jindan stage after cultivating for a few more decades, but you just start all over again.

If the dantian is shattered, it can be said that the cultivation path has been completely cut off, and from now on he will only be a mortal.

Wei Xinjue's face was pale, one hand was pressed on the dantian position, and his eyes looked at Mao Zhe pleadingly.

Mao Zhe waved his hand to signal Wei Xinjue to leave, and only the ghost things in the storage bag on the ground were picked up, and Mao Zhe didn't have to do it himself.

Wei Xinjue raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, did not look back at his subordinates behind him, and staggered away.

"The surname Wei, it is better to grit your teeth and take advantage of the residual aura in your body to shatter the meridians, the long pain is better than the short pain, so as not to suffer in the future, the big family of "No Pulse Jue" welcomes you. A discordant voice burst out from the mouth of a beautiful man.

Wei Xinjue paused, then continued to walk, and a weak voice came out: "It's not bad to be a mortal, I have good intentions." ”

Guo Cheng on the edge of Xiongguan regretted: "Oh, there could have been one more person in the same way." ”

Mao Rui on the side agreed: "It's a pity, there is a junior brother who can serve tea and pour water in vain." ”

"Zhao Xingxian, Qin Heyi, have seen the young hall master. "An old man and a middle-aged two Horror Hall elders appeared at the same time and saluted Mao Zhe.

The appearance of the two had already finalized the identity of Mao Zhe's young hall master, and the disciples of the Horror Hall saluted this young hall master one after another, among which the five hundred people who followed behind Mao Zhe were the most active.

Mao Zhe didn't look at the two elders more, so he left the two of them aside, beckoned to a disciple of the Hall of Horrors who had been following him since he became a candidate, and said, "Xu Shu, are the lists of those who originally followed me and then switched to other candidates listed?"

This can be said to be the elder under Mao Zhe, who was not less angry with other disciples before, but now Xu Shu, who finally raised his eyebrows, respectfully handed over a list: "Young hall master, all here, there are a lot." ”

The two elders who were still in a saluting posture sighed in their hearts at the same time, already guessing what Mao Zhe was going to do next.

Sure enough, Mao Zhe came to the two of them with the list and said in a commanding tone: "The disciples of the Horror Hall on this list are all those who are not firm in their positions, and if they continue to stay in the Horror Palace, they are just pests, and it will trouble the two elders to eliminate the harm for the sect." ”

The faces of many disciples of the Hall of Horror changed greatly, and some even raised their heads and shouted: "I am the descendant of the deputy hall master, Mao Zhe, do you dare?"

"Young hall master, the little one knows his mistakes, give him a chance to mend his ways. ”

The two elders secretly exchanged ideas, and the old man took the list and replied at the same time: "Yes, young hall master." ”

Then the two of them stood in place, their divine consciousness enveloped all the disciples of the Hall of Horrors, and all the people written on the list exploded and died one by one, and some people wanted to escape, not only their bodies burst, but their souls were also shattered, which could only be worse.

The reason why the two of them were sent to serve as the protectors of the Young Hall Lord was to take into account that there would be a situation now, and these two people had no descendants and disciples in the sect, so they could do whatever they wanted without hesitation.

In the time of a stick of incense, the more than 400 people recorded on the list all turned into a blood mist, and a rich bloody aura spread.

"At the end of the training, five hundred of you will return to the sect with me. Mao Zhe waved his hand, and the more than 500 people who were standing with Xu Shu before all straightened up.

Because Mao Zhe's performance as a candidate was always the bottom one, only those who left from him to join other candidates did not come to him halfway, that is to say, these 500 people supported him from beginning to end, and they were heroes, and they could be trusted to a great extent.

As long as they don't make big mistakes, these more than 500 people have a bright future in the Hall of Horror, and when Mao Zhe really inherits the position of the hall master, this group of people will also accept most of the main positions.

"As for you. Mao Zhe looked at the other disciples of the Hall of Horror again: "The experience is still insufficient, continue to stay at the border, and wait for everyone to gather 150,000 battle merits before they can leave together, do you have any opinions?"

The rest of the disciples of the Hall of Horror were bitter in their hearts, and they only blamed themselves for their bad vision and looked at the wrong person, as for the opinions, who dared to have opinions, the piles of minced meat around them, and the blood left from their feet were still there, and at this time, putting forward opinions was just the object of the new Young Hall Master's authority.

In order to show favor to Mao Zhe, they had to bend their waists more and hang their heads lower.

"Since you don't have any opinions, then let's do it, the sect will send a deacon to learn about your combat exploits, and you can return to the sect after confirming that your combat exploits are enough. If someone doesn't want to do it, leave the items related to the Hall of Fright and leave the sect, don't worry about retaliation afterwards, this sentence is always valid until I leave the border. ”

After Mao Zhe finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to the many disciples, it had nothing to do with him whether he left or stayed, and turned around and walked straight towards a bewitching woman wearing a red cheongsam.

Xu Shu followed one step behind, and the black and white ghosts would float around Xu Shu and also one step behind Mao Zhe, followed by the black-robed middle-aged Elder Zhao, and Elder Qin was asked by Mao Zhe to stay where he was, clean up the bloodstains and deal with the withdrawal of disciples.

Coming to Hongling, Mao Zhe raised his hand and gave the woman a slap, knocked her to the ground, spat and scolded: "Bah, even you dare to bully my brother as a cheap/person?"

After scolding Mao Zhe, he raised his leg and stepped on one of Hongling's arms, and he was still angry, so he continued to kick and beat.

Yao Mo and Wei Xinjue in the Jindan period had no power to fight back in the face of Mao Zhe today, Hongling couldn't move at all, except for his increasingly gloomy eyes, he could only let Mao Zhe kick and beat.

It's not that there are no disciples of the Yuding Sect who want to make a move, and under Zhao Xingxian's eyes, they can't give birth to any courage.

"I can take care of the internal affairs of the Hall of Horror, and when it comes to the life and death of other people, I can't treat it as if I didn't see it. Seeing that Hongling was about to be killed, Liao Yong's cold voice sounded at the right time.