Guo Yang signed his name with a pen, and also bit his finger and pressed his blood-colored fingerprints.

"Let's start, Senior Brother Guo!" the middle-aged man said a little impatiently, and with both hands, he made a magic decision, sacrificing a golden flying sword, and at the same time, a small white shield was also sacrificed, surrounding his body, leisurely surrounding.

"It's a rhino horn shield! This Uncle Hu's high-grade magic weapon is not ordinary at first glance, and the core disciple is really rich!" Many people around began to discuss, and their eyes were quite envious.

Guo Yang took out a stack of talisman seals and threw them into the air.

This was conceived by Guo Yang in advance, since everyone thought that they would only rely on the talisman seal to win, they simply scattered a large stack of talisman seals first, making the middle-aged man despise himself even more.

Sure enough, when Guo Yang's talisman seal fluttered out like snowflakes, everyone's faces showed a look of "sure enough".

The middle-aged man looked up and saw that more than 100 talisman seals had fallen from a high place, and with a long laugh, his figure moved to seven or eight zhang away. I watched as those talismans fell like snowflakes, but none of them burst.

There was no expected dense loud noise, and everyone was stunned.

Guo Yang didn't activate those talismans at all, he just threw a stack of waste paper.

The middle-aged man was also slightly stunned, and let out a loud shout, his body was steep, and the golden flying sword hovering above his head was full of brilliance, and he was about to shoot out.

Guo Yang casually waved a large handful of talisman seals to a high place, and in a flash, his figure was already twenty zhang away.

The middle-aged man seemed to be quite jealous of Guo Yang's talisman seal, and he couldn't figure out whether Guo Yang had stimulated it this time, so he injected a stream of spiritual power into the rhino horn shield.

In the blink of an eye, the rhino horn shield turned into the size of three feet, completely covering itself.

Guo Yang scattered more than 100 talisman seals, but they were still not stimulated, like a burst of snowflakes, fluttering and falling to the ground. The middle-aged man's rhino horn shield also fell on seven or eight pieces.

The middle-aged man was stunned again, and was angered by Guo Yang's almost child's play.

He ignored the rhino horn shield above his head, controlled the golden flying sword with all his strength, and shot towards Guo Yang.

Guo Yang activated the Five Spirit Boots, and his figure blurred, and he had already teleported to the middle-aged man's face less than a foot.

The middle-aged man was startled, and immediately laughed, and was about to release a spell.

Guo Yang's little gray sword flashed, and the middle-aged man screamed, and one ear quietly fell.

The middle-aged man just wanted to recall the flying sword, and his other ear also fell quietly without warning.

Only then did the middle-aged man realize the danger, pinched the trick in his hand, and was just about to release the spell, but the hand that pinched the trick was quietly broken and fell directly to the ground.

The middle-aged man howled miserably, shivering in pain, where could he care about releasing spells.

Guo Yang grabbed the man's head, and at some point a inkstone appeared in his hand, and he looked at his face.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's already bloodstained face was splashed with blood, and his nose was directly smashed flat by the inkstone.

Guo Yang smashed the man's face seven or eight times in a row, and one of the man's faces was already blurred with flesh and blood, and he couldn't tell which one was a wound and which one was a mouth.

The middle-aged man was directly beaten by Guo Yang, his hands twitched unconsciously, swinging wildly trying to resist.

Guo Yang threw away the inkstone stained with flesh and blood, grabbed the man's hair, lifted his tall body high, and smashed it down again, like smashing a rag with his hand.

One time.

Two clicks.

Three times.

......

The man's limp body fell to the ground with a dull sound.

The bluestone slabs laid on the floor of the office hall were broken into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

In the end, the man was cultivating during the foundation building period, and he was dropped twenty or thirty times by Guo Yang with his hair, and he didn't even fall into a coma, and every time he was smashed to the ground, he howled miserably.

Guo Yang fell up, and simply threw the middle-aged man's body while walking, like a thick human whip, "snapping".

After a stick of incense, the middle-aged man gradually became silent, his whole body was soft, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

The disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak who were watching around were dumbfounded, the two masters of the foundation building period were fighting like street gangsters, slapping their faces and grabbing their hair, and smashing people casually like rags.

Seeing that the middle-aged man had been silent for a long time, Guo Yang was still tossing there, and some of the older Heavenly Sword Peak disciples began to dissuade Guo Yang.

In fact, Guo Yang had already had murderous intentions, so he didn't want to leave an enemy who thought about him every day in the sect.

Seeing everyone's dissuasion, Guo Yang secretly used his spiritual power, and smashed the middle-aged man's body on the bluestone slab four or five times, and then pretended to be out of breath, and threw the soft body out two or three feet.

Guo Yang patted the dust on his body, regardless of the blood stains all over his body, walked to the body that was lying face down and did not move, and kicked a few more times before he walked away.

In the hall of the Hall of Affairs, there was silence for a while.

Everyone was stunned by Guo Yang's low-level and bloody style of play.

They are accustomed to seeing the fighting methods of high and high, where have they seen this kind of ruthlessness!

"Uncle Hu is out of breath!" I don't know who shouted, everyone came to their senses, and hurriedly gathered around to investigate the middle-aged man's injuries.

"It's hopeless. All the internal organs were ruptured, and the bones of the whole body were left unbroken, and the rest were comminuted fractures. One of them stood up and said after visiting.

That's when everyone got nervous.

The same door is fighting and killing people!

......

But it was said that Guo Yang left the affairs hall and flew back to the cave directly. He stripped off all of his bloodstained clothes and threw a fireball that turned it into ashes.

He released a water attribute spell to clean the dirt on his body, and then changed into a new collar of foundation building period clothes to put on.

Guo Yang cleaned up slightly, put all the useful things into the storage bag, and went straight to Yuquan Peak.

He had already determined that the middle-aged man would definitely die, so he might be punished for facing the wall. As for the exact number of years, it depends on the mood of the elders.

Guo Yang has to arrange it in advance, otherwise, once he is forced to face the wall, he will be very passive.

Guo Yang first found Li Yunhua, Gao Yong and Zhang Ziran, and briefly explained the matter, leaving a large amount of spirit stones and taking away a large stack of transmission notes.

Guo Yang went to Zhang Xiaopang again, settled down carefully, and then returned to the cave.

The two monks in the foundation building period were already standing at the gate of the cave mansion, waiting for Guo Yang.

"What are the two senior brothers doing?" asked Guo Yang with his fists clenched.

"Hu Ping is dead, you come with us. A foundation building period said coldly.

"Dead? No, wouldn't it? I smashed him a few inkstones, fell him a dozen times, and died?" Guo Yang asked in a hiss voice as he pretended to be surprised.

"All the internal organs are broken, and the bones of the whole body, except for the skull, are all comminuted fractures, what do you say?" said the Foundation Building Stage monk of the Law Enforcement Hall lightly.

In fact, even the two of them didn't believe that a master in the foundation building period was beaten to death by Guo Yang with the usual methods used by gangsters!

"Two senior brothers, this ...... How can this be......" Guo Yang smiled bitterly.

"I have something to say to Elder Leng. The foundation building period of the law enforcement hall said.

......

At the same time, in a cave mansion in the mountain behind the Heavenly Sword Peak of the Yuntai Sect, the sloppy Zhou Butong smiled and listened to the report of the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Peak, Jian Xuan Zhenren, about Guo Yang with great interest.

"Hehe, it's not bad, Hu Ping's scum, one less dead, I watched it once, and I couldn't help but want to kill that beast by myself. Guo Yang is still considerate of my old man. Zhou Butong said with a smile.

"But, Uncle Shi, this is a cruelty to the same family after all. Jian Xuan Zhenren said helplessly.

"Are you going to be old and confused, it's all your bullshit ideas that make my Heavenly Sword Peak gloomy. However, what you said also makes sense, this wind cannot be long, and it cannot be stopped, so you can watch and deal with it. Zhou Butong waved his hand and sent Jian Xuan Zhenren away.

"Guo Yang, hey, stinky boy!" Zhou Butong chuckled and said.