Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

Just one finger, the mountain that everyone had to live in was imprisoned. For a time, everyone was surprised and looked at the two people in the sky. Their eyes were full of longing and longing for power.

This skill made Gu trace's heart tight. He had collected many materials and knew the situation of Haoran college before he took over the task of the alliance. I don't want to have this accident. If I knew that Haoran college had these two people, I wouldn't dare to toss about as before, even if I gave Gu Yintian another life. It's terrible. If the previous events lead to the anger of experts

Although the two men were grotesque in their eyes, as experts, which one didn't have any special hobbies, flashed forward and asked Gu Shengtian respectfully.

But don't ignore a detail. With Chen Zhenxing's character, why didn't you speak when you saw them? Is it just because of the situation of manglongshan in front of you?

In front of these two elders, they have lived in a closed space for many years. In addition to specializing in martial arts, their way of thinking has long been unable to be guessed by ordinary people. Or return to youth, remove all the vain appearance, leaving only the most authentic expression. This kind of disclosure is not equal to directness.

A startling palm appeared in the void. Between the drums, the space collapsed. Lightning quickly hit the old man with a word eyebrow. In the roar, the impact of the explosion didn't leak half a minute and completely hit the other party. The word eyebrow was directly fanned and flew to nowhere

I felt the whole world quiet. The old man in gray opened his arms and narrowed his eyes. He seemed to be enjoying a moment of peace.

Gu Xiantian's pupil contracted. Just now he stood beside the old man in gray robe. Even if it was only a trace, it was enough to kill him, not to mention such amazing control.

Bending down again, Gu Xiantian's language became more cautious than ever, "the younger generation is a sectarian alliance. Gu Xiantian, meet the elder."

No, the old man was angry, "shut up. Who told you to talk? Don't you see I'm sleeping? The grass stalk on his shoulder swayed with the light sun, and the old man in his sight seemed to become a part of the air and became illusory.

Gu scar tiangan smiled and dared not make a sound. He turned and was about to retreat

Surprised, the old man appeared in front of Gu Yintian and grabbed Gu Yintian's collar, "I asked you, what's the matter with Xiaoyu now, and said, what's the matter with her? Why hasn't she come to see me for so long!"

"Xiaoyu?" Who is it? The collar was tightly held by one hand, feeling the old man's anger. Big drops of cold sweat rolled down from his forehead. Gu Yintian's face turned white and replied in fear, "senior, I don't know who Xiaoyu is. Please show me the identity of that person. I will spread my liver and brain on the ground and do my best."

"Dick, get back here. It's not fun. The sect alliance is a bunch of fools. It's not as smart as you. " The old man in grey shouted to the south.

Gu Yintian fell heavily on the ground. He stumbled and nearly fell.

In this process, Chen Zhenxing asked Zhang Feng to arrange people to treat the injured students. Of course, Zifeng and Ziyan should pay special attention. Zhang Feng looked at the old man above

Chen Zhenxing waved his hand, "there's no need to pay attention to them. Just toss about what you want. Let's go." At this time, the shackles in Chen Zhenxing's heart seem to be solved once, and he is in a happy mood. Only when the sight glanced over the pale hair not far away, there was a complex look in the lake.

But he said that with the old man's roar, a streamer flashed in an instant, "brother, I said that the sect alliance is not delicious. Don't you believe it!"

The old man in grey stretched out his hand and directly grasped the robe with eyebrows, "say, what have you done to Xiaoyu? Return me Xiaoyu quickly!"

Don't want a word eyebrow directly knelt down, took the old man in gray clothes with both hands, and begged, "hero, Xiaoyu has been killed by a traitor. It's all my fault. I'm a little late, hero. You have to avenge Xiaoyu." So far, one word eyebrow and one finger, that direction is the place where ancient trace day stands. Its meaning is not publicized and self-evident. Xiaoyu was killed by ancient trace day.

Shout 'no!' Gu Yintian is about to escape, but how can he escape in front of them

At this time, a cough attracted the attention of the two people in the air. The previous expression was like a picture flowing, and the frame was instantly fixed to another one.

"That breath is so familiar. There are purple and Xuan fire, the power of the sea, and the spirit family?" Standing up, the old man in grey looked at Zifeng not far away, but saw through all the secrets in Zifeng.

"No, no, big brother, look at the things on his shoulder. Isn't that, isn't that wow, and the smell of earth's heart birthday milk, huh?" A word eyebrow screamed. Then they suddenly looked at each other together. The look was incredible, because they felt a strong breath in Zifeng's Dantian

"Joo" two streamers flashed, everything around returned to calm, and nothing strange seemed to happen. But instead, Tang Yun screamed, because Zifeng lying on the ground disappeared and disappeared.

Yan Wu shook his head with a bitter smile. It's not a bad thing. Being taken away by the previous two people may be an opportunity for Zifeng.

After a day of ups and downs, the afterglow of the sunset kisses the eyebrow corner of the western mountain, and thousands of soft brilliance, like a dream

No one can clearly describe what has changed on this day. Only one thing is that the students present on that day have created a brilliance that Haoran college has never had in the future, and they are also called the golden generation of Haoran college by later generations!

Gu Yintian and Gao Limei left Haoran college that day. When they left, they took a hint of pleading tone, "I implore Haoran college to take Gulan Ruo three people and let them stay in Haoran College for a year. After a year, it's up to Haoran college to decide whether to go or stay."

Chen Zhenxing naturally won't be hypocritical when he gets a bargain. After all, he will certainly let all the students know the martial arts and raise their level in the next period of time.

After everything was over, Chen Zhenxing stood quietly facing manglong mountain, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his feet gently stepped on the unique red soil of Wolong valley.

At this moment, a feeling hit his heart. It seems that at this moment, he is closer to the heart of Haoran college than at any time.