The name Gu Shaosheng is nothing among ordinary martial arts people, and many people have never even heard of it.

But for Cihang Jingzhai and the top masters in the martial arts, the meaning of this name can be called terrifying.

One person stepped on the 400,000 iron cavalry of the Turks, and killed the great Turkic master Wuzun Bi Xuan, and the other defeated the four holy monks, three dead and one wasted!

The strongest in the world, the great master of the broken level!

"Amitabha!"

Fan Qinghui clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and said, "I have been closed for several years, Mr. Gu still wants to kill them all?" ”

She forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, and her words were full of bitterness.

"Haha! Mountain closure? ”

Gu Shaosheng laughed when he heard this, glanced at Fan Qinghui and said, "So, what did you do when you went to see Song Que three times last year?" Romance? ”

The intelligence system he established with Yuwentuo may not be perfect, but important places such as Song Valve and Emperor Tafeng are naturally impossible not to be included in the monitoring.

After Fan Qinghui closed the mountain in Cihang Jingzhai, he not only went to visit Song Que and Ning Daoqi, but also contacted the Guanlong nobles headed by Li Yuan, and his heart can be punished!

She thought she was secretive, but in fact, it was all in Gu Shaoxing's hands.

He came to Cihang to fast, naturally not for no reason.

"Old friends are just catching up, and Mr. Gu is also going to intervene?"

Fan Qinghui panicked but was not confused, forcibly held back the uneasiness in his heart, and spoke lightly.

"Sure enough, it's a lie, and I can't believe half a word!"

Gu Shaosheng shook his head when he heard this, the thickness of the faces of this group of nuns is there, and Gu Shaosheng is ashamed of himself.

At the moment of stepping forward, the black robe hunted in the wind and rain, the momentum around the body rose, and the wind and rain blowing reversed, and said indifferently: "After today, there will be no more Cihang Jingzhai!" ”

Although there are only hundreds of disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, according to Gu Shaoxian, most of them are first-class masters, and there are two grandmaster masters, if it is combined with Fanqinghui, they are already three grandmaster masters.

The idle great masters could only retreat, but Gu Shaosheng didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Do you choose to be caught, or do I do it!"

Gu Shao's long hair was flying, the storm was fierce all around him, and in the endless wind and rain, the rolling air waves rippled in the air.

"At this time, it was all done by the poor nuns alone, and it has nothing to do with Jing Zhai! If Your Excellency lets me fast, the poor nun is willing to bear it! ”

Hearing what Gu Shaoshu said, Fan Qinghui knew that he couldn't be good anymore.

But the centuries-old inheritance of Cihang Jingzhai must not be destroyed in his own hands.

She folded her hands and chanted a Buddha horn in a low voice, looking like she was being treated with less injury.

"Lord! Never! ”

"Senior sister, fight with him!"

"Qinghui, I can't be insulted by others!"

As soon as Fan Qinghui's words fell, hundreds of disciples of Cihang Jingzhai in front of the gate behind him shouted and came in, surrounding Gu Shaoxing and the two of them!

Even if all the Jingzhai disciples had heard of Gu Shao's prestige, it would be a great shame to let them sit back and watch the Zhai Master be taken away!

Boom!

Hundreds of long swords were unsheathed, and Sen Han's murderous aura rose to the sky!

"Stop!"

Fan Qinghui's face changed, and he waved his clothes and stopped the disciples behind him.

She walked for Cihang Jingzhai, and knew the horror of the black-robed young man in front of her better than everyone else in Jingzhai.

That is a person who breaks the army and sweeps the invincible character, once he gets angry and makes a move, Jing Zhai will be a river of blood today!

"Lord!"

"Senior sister!"

"Kiyoe!"

In the midst of the sudden change of color of the Jingzhai disciples, Fan Qinghui walked in front of Gu Shaosheng step by step, mopped the floor with green silk, and knelt down in front of Gu Shaoxian:

"As long as Mr. Gu lets Jing Zhai go, Qinghui will dispose of it with Mr. Gu."

How many fairies in the eyes of people in the martial arts, even the fairy of Cihang Jingzhai under the skirt of the Heavenly Sword Song Que bowed down, and knelt down in front of Gu Shaosheng like this.

Drain!

The drizzle wet her blue robe, and her beautiful figure loomed.

The green silk covers the face, and the holiness is touching with a hint of beauty.

This kind of scene, even a man, is difficult to be indifferent.

"Feeding demons with your body?"

Gu Shao suddenly flashed such a thought in his heart.

Looking at the angry eyes of the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai and Fan Qinghui kneeling in the rain, the corners of his mouth were hooked, as if he was smiling.

This scene is so familiar, it seems to be the same as Bi Xiuxin and Shi Zhixuan, Qin Yao and Pang Ban that he knows.

Is it really traditional?

Feeding demons with your body?

"Huh!"

Gu Shaosheng smiled faintly, looked around at all the Jingzhai disciples, and sighed coldly: "You are alone, how can it be enough?" ”

Boom! Boom!

Gu Shaosheng's words just fell.

"You're too arrogant!"

"Death!"

Several middle-aged nuns who were still standing behind Fan Qinghui were furious, knowing that there was nothing to say.

At that moment, there was a bang under his feet, and the true qi around his body was surging, and the long sword suddenly slashed into the air, stabbing Gu Shao left and right!

Thundered!

The wind exploded, and on the two green steel long swords, the violent sword rays of the swallowing slashed through the sky, and the true qi shook, pushing the wind and rain around the body sideways and rolling upside down.

In a burst of air explosions like a ghost crying wolf, Gu Shao was injured.

He is a master of the two grandmasters, and his swordsmanship cultivation in his life is not under Yang Su!

"I still want my subordinates to see the real chapter!"

Gu Shaosheng smiled slightly, his body was steep and retreated a few feet, avoiding the two sword lights.

He took the initiative to retreat into the encirclement of all the Jing Zhai disciples.

"Gu boy, you can solve it yourself."

Xiang Yutian shook his head, with Gu Shao's martial arts, these disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, where are the opponents.

A little under his feet, his figure disappeared ghostly in the encirclement of the Jingzhai disciples.

"All Jingzhai disciples, Bu Cihang Sword Formation!"

A young woman pulled Fan Qinghui, who was kneeling on the ground, up and shouted.

She knew in her heart that a great master of the broken realm like Gu Shaosheng could only have the strength of the sword array left by the ancestor of Dini back then!

"Yes!"

All the disciples were no longer able to bear the sound when they heard it, and they roared and pulled out the Dao Dao sword light.

They moved their bodies one after another, stood in their positions, and formed a sword formation, the sword light swept the air, and the Dao sword light was bright, fierce and fierce, intertwining a huge sword net covering hundreds of zhang!

The sword light flickered, and the intertwined sword light flickered endlessly, cutting the wind and rain in the sky, covering Gu Shao's injuries.

And the two grandmaster-level nuns who missed the blow were even more angry, whistling through the sword net, waiting for the opportunity to draw their swords.

"No matter what kind of master you are, if you are the enemy of me, you will have to pay the price!"

The two grandmaster-level nuns were whirring in cyan clothes and said sharply.

"Disciple Jingzhai! Kill! ”

With a loud roar, all the Jing Zhai disciples suddenly launched, and countless sword lights came across the sky, and the intertwined Sen Han sword net rushed towards Gu Shaoju.

"It's not worth it!"

Gu Shao's eyes swept across the sword formation faintly, looking at the fierce sword light that surrounded him, a trace of disdain flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Thundered!

The fierce Gang Qi burst out and rolled horizontally for dozens of feet, blowing the wind and rain upside down.

Gu Shaoju's body qi and blood were erected to the extreme in an instant, and his right foot slammed down!

The bluestone that had existed for countless years of Emperor Stepping Peak suddenly burst open, and the fists and even the skull-sized gravel all bounced up under his foot and shock, and flew in all directions in the sharp sound of breaking the air!

"Catch the punch!"

Gu Shaosheng's face was indifferent and he spoke coldly,

step,

Five fingers pinched,

punching,

No matter how simple it is, it came in Gu Shaoxing's hands, it was powerful, powerful, and incredible!

As the air flow around him rolled, a series of ripples spread out in all directions.

The air seemed to turn into a mirror, cracking tiny cracks!

Rumble!

A ring impact visible to the naked eye, surging out like a wave on the fist prints of self-care and less injury. There was a thunderous sound in the air!

Boom!

As soon as the sword net shattered the scattered and explosive rubble, it ushered in Gu Shao's unimaginably terrifying fist power!

The faces of the two grandmaster-level nuns were terrified, and in their senses, a layer of invisible concussive force surged, and the air was filled with a throbbing sound like a thunderous explosion.

"Kill!"

The two of them couldn't stop shouting, the long sword raised and turned the sword formation, and countless sword qi were derived, converging in mid-air, like a behemoth sword dragon, holding countless sword qi torrents, and the momentum was facing the attack.

The hearts of the two of them were miserable, the power of Gu Shao's punch was really beyond the cognition of the two, the sword array converged, and the power of one blow was enough to kill the great grandmaster, but they were not half sure of killing the terrifying young man in front of them.

Thundered!

The loud sonic boom was even greater and ferocious than the thunder in the sky!

The circular ripple force field visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out at the moment when Gu Shaoju's fist mark smashed horizontally on the sword qi dragon!

Everywhere this ripple went, the air made a "secluded" crackling sound, and the space within a few feet trembled violently!

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosions resounded, and the sword net, the stegosaurus, suddenly shattered into pieces in the sky under the shock of Gu Shaoxian's punch!

Rumble!

The two grandmaster-level nuns who bore the brunt didn't even snort before they were blown up by Gu Shao's punch!

Under the terrifying concussive force, together with the dozen or so disciples who were the most powerful in Jing Zhai behind them, they turned into bloody flesh and scattered in the sky!

After that, hundreds of disciples flew out in a burst of cracking sound of bones and bones.

Let's go! Let's go!

Countless fragments of flesh and blood fell to the ground, spreading into a blood-colored curtain of dozens of feet in the increasing rain.

The smell of blood lingers for a long time!

Terror! Terror!

Within one move, the swords of hundreds of first-class masters were all shattered into pieces, the palms were bloodstained, and the tendons were broken and fractured!

The two grandmasters, more than a dozen top masters, were smashed into pieces in the sky, and there were no corpses in the dead.

Drain!

Whoa!

For a while, the entire Emperor Peak fell into an instantaneous dead silence, leaving only the sound of wind and rain in the sky, and the occasional thunder.

"Master!"

"Senior sister!"

"Adversary! Come on! ”

After a short silence, the dull-faced Jingzhai disciples came back to their senses and let out a mournful cry.

Some of them were in tears, and their eyes were hateful towards Gu Shao.

"Stop!"

Fan Qinghui, who had been silent, suddenly shouted loudly, stopping the disciples who were devastated in their expressions.

walked up to Gu Shao's body again and knelt on the ground again.

"Mr. Gu, Cihang Jingzhai is willing to wait for disposal."

In the howling wind and rain, her bitter face was covered by green silk.