Maoshan Ghost King

Gu Zhiming had already arranged a housekeeper to receive them at the door.

The three Wu family brothers greeted the housekeeper, and led Ge Yu and the others into Gu Zhiming's private house.

Gu Zhiming sat in the living room and saw the Guan family walking in with them and his party, before he got up to greet him.

Gu Zhiming was about seventy years old, his cultivation base looked very good, his eyes leaked, he was childish, his eyes filled with majesty.

The three Wu family brothers bowed their hands to the old man and saluted.

Gu Zhiming said straightforwardly: "A few wise nephews, what has happened to make you all go to this place?"

As the eldest of the family, Wu Chenghong first stood up and said: "Uncle Gu, my father is in a big situation with him. He has always told outsiders that my father was seriously ill and went abroad to recuperate. In fact, it is not. You also know the cultivation base of, you have been looking for ways to achieve the status of earth fairy fruit, but the result was a moment of anxiety, something went wrong, and there were some signs of madness. When the signs of madness were not obvious, he imprisoned himself in the basement. During this time, many years have passed. Not only has the situation not improved, but the situation has worsened. Now it is completely demonized. Last night, I broke free from the prison and slaughtered. My fourth brother was also killed by my father. He even sneaked into the temple of Master Zhuyu last night and slaughtered more than a hundred monks throughout the temple. We guessed that his next target might be you, so come and let us know."

When Gu Zhiming heard that Wu Feilong had killed his own son, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He said in a deep voice, "It's very rare to get into trouble. Generally speaking, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the chance of getting into trouble. The bigger, the practice of this matter has reached a certain level, and it is like walking on thin ice. I didn't expect Brother Wu to be like this. It's a pity."

Having said this, his gaze swept away, and he looked at Ge Yu and others, before he said, "These are..."

Wu Chengqi immediately stood up and said, "Uncle Gu, these are the masters we invited from China, and they are all first-class masters who helped us deal with our father."

Then Gu Zhiming nodded at the few of them, said hello, then waved and said, "Take tea."

Immediately, Ge Yu and the others took their seats. Not long after, a servant brought tea and put it beside them.

When Gu Zhiming looked at Ge Yu and the others, his expression was a little indifferent, and he obviously did not put Ge Yu and others in his eyes. The oldest of these people was only in their forties, and there were also a few green-skinned boys. What a master looks like.

Therefore, I underestimated them a bit.

After taking a sip of tea, Gu Zhiming vowed to say: "A few wise nephews, you think that Brother Wu is going to do something to the old man. Don't worry, he won’t come here, he can’t get out of it. Among them, the magic circle has been specially arranged. The old man has also made breakthroughs in his cultivation over the years. After your father comes, I am 70% sure that I can stay here. You stay here tonight. Look at the old man. How to take it down."

Hearing this, the brothers of the Wu family were determined, and handed over to Gu Zhiming: "Uncle Gu, it's hard work, father is like this. It's not a good feeling for a few of us. He is already denied by the six relatives. Your old man must be careful. Yes."

Gu Zhiming responded, somewhat nonchalant, his eyes quickly fell on Li Zejian who was sitting on one side. Seeing that he was the oldest of these people, he had the desire to test him. Looking towards Li Zejian, he said: "You are the masters from Huaxia. I heard that Huaxia is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Since you can be invited by several sages and nephews, you must be top masters."

Gu Zhiming was naturally speaking in Vietnamese, Ge Yu and the others did not understand, but Wu Chengqi interpreted.

At the moment Li Zejian arched his hand towards Gu Zhiming: "You are polite, the top players dare not bear it, so be so careless."

Gu Zhiming smiled slightly and said, "Your tea is cold, so why not drink my cup, the old man hasn't moved yet."

With that said, Gu Zhiming slapped the teacup on the table, and the cup slammed straight in the direction of Li Zejian. The electric shot was average and powerful. If it fell on a person, it would definitely be able to beat the person out for good or bad. "

Li Zejian was a world-famous sword **** more than ten years ago, and naturally has a good skill.

When the tea cup flew, Li Zejian stretched out his hand lightly and squeezed the cup firmly in his hand. A drop of tea did not spill out. Although he was unhappy, there was still a smile on his face. He said lightly: "No, I'm not thirsty, Mr. Gu drink it myself."

Having said that, Li Zejian beat the tea back to the original road.

Seeing that the cup of tea was about to fall on Gu Zhiming's body, the cup of tea was frozen in the air and trembled in the midair just half a meter away from him.

There was a smile on Gu Zhiming's face. After the tea cup was suspended in the air for a while, he reached out and took a sip.

"This friend is really a good way."

As he said, he took a sip of water and put down the cup. Suddenly, with a sudden wave of the other hand, a cloud of white mist suddenly emerged from his sleeve, turning into a tiger, directly facing Li Zejian, who was sitting there, swooped over.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, what kind of means was this.

Li Zejian frowned, and the three brothers of the Wu family stood up in shock. Wu Chenghong quickly said, "Uncle Gu, no..."

Before the words fell, only a crisp hum was heard. The divine sword of Li Zejian's soul chasing suddenly flew out, and for a while, the golden glow was prosperous and suspended above Li Zejian's head, still buzzing and spinning quickly. As he was ready to go, the whole house was enveloped in awe-inspiring sword aura.

The murderous aura quickly spread, and many experts in Gu Zhiming's family ran towards this place after feeling the awe-inspiring murderous aura.

The fierce tiger rushing towards Li Zejian stopped abruptly two or three meters away from him, let out a roar, and then turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared invisible.

At this moment, Gu Zhiming saw Li Zejian's divine sword chasing the soul, his face was stunned, and he laughed loudly, waved his hand at those who rushed into the room, then got up and walked straight towards Li Zejian. He came over and said politely: "This brother is really a good method."