Chapter 192: A sword defeats the title
Haotian Sect's new mountain gate.
On the square with a radius of more than 300 zhang.
The more than 100 Haotian Sect members present were all cultivators above the Seven-Ring Soul Saint, and there were more than 30 Contra Douluo, and six Title Douluo, which were indeed much stronger than the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Faced with such a strong lineup, Gu Zhi left Tang Yuehua on the edge of the square and walked to the center of the square alone.
At this moment, he wanted to turn his back on all beings.
"Gu Zhi, how did my second brother and seventh uncle die?"
Tang Xiao stepped forward and questioned Gu Zhi.
"Tang Hao died in my hands, your seventh uncle was killed by Ghost Douluo, I helped a little."
After Gu Zhi finished speaking, he glanced at the expressions on the faces of the five elders of Haotian Sect, a little angry, but more jealous.
"You killed my second brother and seventh uncle, and you still dare to come to the door alone, is it really that my Haotian Sect is weak and can be bullied?"
Tang Xiao let out a long roar, like an ancient giant waking up from its slumber, and the majestic momentum enveloped the entire square, like an incomparably heavy giant hammer, pressing down on Gu Zhi.
"Haotian Sect fled from the Heaven Dou Empire to this Star Luo Empire, isn't it just afraid of me?"
Gu Zhi smiled contemptuously, the blood and qi in his body were rolling, like the power of Tiangang running, and a layer of hazy treasure light came out of his body.
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It was as if the morning bell was ringing, and everyone present shrank and their faces became heavy.
Unexpectedly, under the momentum of the sect master, he was safe and sound.
didn't use martial soul and soul power, this was all with one body to block the sect master's soul pressure up to level ninety-seven.
Everyone present stared at Gu Zhi, as if they had seen something they couldn't understand.
"Tang Xiao, I don't know if Tang Hao told you that I saved his life, and Ah Yin will reappear in the world in fifty years, and it is also up to me to guide him."
Hearing the name Ah Yin, the faces of the five elders of Haotian Sect all turned cold, and there were some second-generation disciples with good potential, and a trace of greed flashed in their eyes.
Stomp ......
Under the gaze of everyone, Gu Zhi walked to the place two feet in front of Tang Xiao step by step.
"I know all of that."
What!
Hearing Tang Xiao's words, except for the five elders and some second-generation disciples who knew about it, the rest of the people's faces changed drastically.
Tang Yuehua, who was standing on the edge of the square, even more subconsciously clenched her fists, if it weren't for Gu Zhi explaining to her, let her listen quietly.
She wanted to stand up and ask. "Are the two exercises that Tang Hao brought back easy to use?"
Tang Xiao's eyes were complicated, and he said with some sadness: "I even know your intentions, you want to cheer up Brother Hao, take over Haotian Sect in the name of Haotian Douluo, and lead the sect back to the scenery of the era of grandfather Tang Chen."
But that means that some people have to die, Brother Hao, he can't do it, it's Brother Hao who is sorry for you, he is worthy of Haotianzong, but Haotianzong is sorry for him. β
After being in charge of a sect for more than ten years, Tang Xiao's vision was naturally higher than Tang Hao's, and after listening to Tang Hao's words about what Gu Zhi did to him, Tang Xiao knew Gu Zhi's intentions.
Tang Hao was also persuaded to do so, but those elders were all relatives, and the decision to close the mountain was their father's last order before he died.
After all, the two brothers didn't have that courage.
"Sect Master, expelling Tang Hao from the sect is a decision made by the old sect master, what qualifications does he have to take over the Haotian Sect, since the real murderer who killed the seven elders of my sect today has come to the door, then use his head to sacrifice the old seven."
Great Elder Tang Yao immediately stood up, picked up a huge Haotian Hammer, and looked at Gu Zhi with a cold gaze, every time he took a step, he would have an extra soul ring on his body, and after nine steps, he came to Tang Xiao's side, and there were already two more yellow, two purple, five black and nine soul rings on his body.
Back then, the seven of them were forced to die, and the sixth died in front of the old sect master, which made their eldest brother Tang Zhan make the decision to close the mountain and drive Tang Hao out of the house.
He is a sinner of the sect for all his life, and he is scolded by future generations.
"Your great good, my great evil. Tang Xiao, you are the same as Tang Hao, virtue is not matched, Ning Fengzhi is just an auxiliary soul saint, but the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect has only one voice. β
The red light on Gu Zhi's body flashed, and he put on the blood dragon armor, and the hideous and violent aura filled the entire square, and as soon as he raised his right hand, the golden light suddenly appeared, and the angel holy sword appeared in his hand, purifying all the fierce qi of the blood dragon armor.
The whole person is dazzling.
"Gu Zhi, the master of the Martial Spirit Palace, challenges the entire Haotian Sect, after this battle, the Haotian Sect will cease to exist."
"Junior, you're too arrogant."
Rumble!
As soon as Tang Yaomeng stepped on the ground, the cultivation of the ninety-fourth level Title Douluo broke out, and all the nine soul rings lit up, and he picked up the Haotian Hammer weighing five thousand catties, and the hammer head of the water tank slammed into Gu Zhi with violent power.
"Today, I am here to subdue Haotian Sect and make you kneel down completely."
Gu Zhi didn't dodge or dodge, and his soul power poured into the angelic holy sword, stirring up thousands of golden lights, and handed out a sword aimed at the Haotian Hammer.
100,000 catties of divine power exploded, and the space unexpectedly rippled.
Seeing this scene, Tang Xiao suddenly felt bad.
"Second uncle, be careful!"
He released the Martial Spirit Haotian Hammer to join the battle, but after all, he was one step slower.
The golden ancient sword stabbed Tang Yao's Haotian Hammer.
The sword qi condensed at the tip of the sword and suddenly exploded!
Katsa β
The Haotian Hammer, which exuded an endless thick aura, had a crack, and it almost shattered on the spot.
Burst!
A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of Tang Yao's mouth, and the breath of the whole person withered all at once.
Like a candle in the wind, crumbling.
At this moment, a Haotian hammer weighing 10,000 catties fell on Gu Zhi's head.
Inhale!
Sink your knees!
Everyone felt the ground shake under their feet, and Gu Zhi clenched his left hand into a fist, aiming at the Haotian hammer and blasting out.
Pengββ
The qi exploded, and a strong wind broke out with him as the center, blowing so that the people in the square could hardly open their eyes, and Tang Yuehua, who was standing on the sidelines, was blown backwards again and again, almost rising off the ground.
The rocky ground under Gu Zhi and Tang Xiao's feet shattered in an instant, and the debris the size of a human head flew everywhere, billowing smoke and dust, sweeping all directions.
Before he could go all out, he had more than 100,000 catties of strength, Tang Xiao was not bad, but his soul ring was around his body, not around the Haotian Hammer like Tang Hao.
It seems that only Tang Hao has learned the Great Sumeru Hammer.
I saw Tang Xiao grab the Great Elder Tang Yao, who was already seriously injured, with one hand, retreat into the crowd, and hand Tang Yao to the Second Elder.
Destroying Haotian Sect was easier than I thought, and there was no need for the Angel Holy Sword and Blood Dragon Armor at all.
Gu Zhi put away the Blood Dragon Armor, raised his hand and threw the Angel Holy Sword, inserted it beside Tang Yuehua, and propped up a layer of golden qi shield, lest she be injured by the aftermath of the battle.
Good friends, today we will work together to defeat Haotian Sect and let your new name spread all over the world.
The smoke and dust dissipated, Gu Zhi stood quietly in the ruins with a long knife in his hand, and behind him was Tang Yuehua, who was protected by the Angel Holy Sword, facing all the clansmen above the Seven Ring Soul Saint of Haotian Sect.
"Gu Zhi, Martial Soul Red Dust Absolute Sword, Level 60 Powerful Attack is the Quasi-Soul Emperor. Please advise! β
There was boundless battle intent in his eyes, and the sword momentum rose suddenly, and the people of Haotian Sect standing opposite felt an incomparably domineering will.
The enemy is all killed, and there is no constant slashing.
I am confident that the knife in my hand is the strongest.
An invincible heart blooms with thousands of rays of light, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers.
Haotian Sect Great Elder Tang Yao was seriously injured by Gu Zhi, and at this moment, with the support of the Second Elder, he straightened his back.
Seeing what Tang Xiao was remembering, he was silent, and the second-generation disciples and third-generation disciples around him were shocked by Gu Zhi's momentum and were ashamed of themselves.
He stood up, forcibly endured the shame of being defeated by a sword, and sneered: "Do you think of yourself as a thousand streams? I actually want to suppress my Haotian Sect alone. β
Gu Zhi didn't know what he thought, and showed a playful smile.
"Old Man Qian told me about the incident before, he attacked Haotian Sect with the intention of venting his anger, but his real intention was to determine whether Tang Chen was really missing."
Speaking of this, he raised his chin slightly and looked at everyone.
"If you were going to fight to the death back then, Old Man Qian would take the initiative to withdraw from the army, even he didn't expect you to take the initiative to announce the closure of the mountain and expel Tang Hao from the mountain gate, this doesn't just prove that Tang Chen has disappeared, and from now on, the Martial Spirit Hall can be the only family, and there are no worries."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Zhi couldn't help laughing, he remembered Qiandaoliu's expression when he talked about it, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
Qiandaoliu didn't expect that Tang Chen would disappear for less than twenty years, and his descendants would become a group of soft-footed shrimp.
Today, these soft-footed shrimp will completely surrender.
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