Maoshan Ghost King

With Ge Yu, Maoshan has been passed down from generation to generation, and has gathered many compasses and gossip mirrors where the power of Maoshan's ancestors was located. It is not too difficult to break through this array.

Although this circle is very powerful, there are not many eyes. With the cooperation of Ge Yu and Yang Fan, the seven eyes of this circle were opened one after another, and the white mist rolled in all directions suddenly closed. The blue flame sprayed from the ground also disappeared.

"The circle is broken! Xiaoyu, your gossip mirror is really useful, you deserve to be the sacred artifact of Maoshan." Yang Fan said with joy.

"Hmph, the two of you are really fateful, and even my sacred sect's Qihuoqi evil formation was broken, but I underestimated you." A rough voice said from behind the two.

Yang Fan and Ge Yu raised their heads and looked at the source of the sound, but they saw a burly, gloomy man in his fifties standing a dozen meters away from them.

As soon as this person appeared, suddenly a large group of people came from all directions, there were more than a hundred people, all wearing black night clothes, most of them covered their faces with black veil.

Seeing this battle, Ge Yu felt a little surprised. How did it look like making a movie, each with his face covered, is this faceless to see people?

"Don’t take a sacred religion. The rudder of your pass has been wiped out by Jiuyanghua Li Bai, and you are left with the defeated soldiers. I am ashamed to say that you are a holy religion. It's no longer there." Yang Fan looked around the people around him in awe.

"The little girl has a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, but she is very well-rounded. No wonder my nephew was so fascinated by you that it caused a murderous disaster. The words of a rosy face are not fake at all." Shen Sheng said again.

"Who are you?" Ge Yu asked.

"Old man Xiang Qun, the rudder master of one pass, the main rudder of one pass is gone, but the heart of the first pass is still there. Sooner or later, we will reorganize the power of one pass, and we will rise again. Control this river and lake." The man said solemnly.

"The reason why your one pass has been able to run rampant for more than a thousand years is because of the reincarnation of the 19th generation chief rudder Bai Maitreya. It's a pity that the rudder master is dead, and the spirits and souls are destroyed. You are now a pan of scattered sand. People order, sooner or later, you will be cleaned up by the righteous way of the rivers and lakes. If you don't stay in the mouse hole, you will no longer blame others when you come out to find death." Yang Fan snorted coldly.

"Little girl, I am looking for you today just to avenge my elder brother and nephew. No matter what else, you'd better catch it with your hands. No matter how hard you struggle, it will be a waste of effort. I will give you a happy one, or I will catch you alive in a while. With so many brothers here, you will not be able to survive or die, hehe..."

Xiang Qun's lewd smile revealed a mouthful of white teeth.

The black-clothed masked men surrounding Ge Yu and Yang Fan also let out a slutty laugh, and their eyes swept around Yang Fan unscrupulously, and they were already waiting to pounce on them.

"A group of big masters bullying a woman, are you embarrassed? No wonder it is called a crooked way. This is justified." Ge Yu stepped forward and blocked Yang Fan.

"Boy, who are you? Originally, the things here have nothing to do with you. Blame this little girl. You can only be buried with her. After a while, when the brothers ravage this little girl, let you be there. Looking aside, they are really a pair of mandarin ducks, hahaha..." Xiang Qun laughed presumptuously.

"Despicable, shameless! I'm going to cut off your tongue and feed the dog!" Yang Fan's pretty face flushed with anger, and the long sword in his hand flicked and pointed at Xiang Qun.

"Hahaha...I want to see whose tongue is going to be cut off to feed the dog for a while. You killed my elder brother and nephew. I want you to suffer and cut your face with a knife. Your life will end up again." Xiang Qun said gloomily.

"You are dead today. With me Ge Yu, you don't want to move Sister Xiaofan's hair." Ge Yu slapped the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword on his waist and immediately held it in his hand. With the blessing of spiritual power, that Maoshan The seven-star sword suddenly flashed golden light, and suddenly skyrocketed. The seven small swords hanging below collided with each other, and the crisp death knell sounded again.

As soon as the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword came out, it was definitely going to kill people now.

When Xiang Qun saw the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in Ge Yu's hand, his expression suddenly stunned. Although he didn't know what artifact Ge Yu was holding, the aura of the artifact was very mellow. Unbelievable magic weapon, someone who can possess such a magic weapon must have an extraordinary identity.

"Who are you!?" Xiang Qun said sternly.

"Master Dao is Maoshan disciple Ge Yu, the Dao name is Long Yan, so you can understand it today." Ge Yu also raised his sword and pointed it at Xiang Qun.

Xiang Qun was taken aback, and looked at Ge Yu with a little surprise. He suddenly smiled and couldn't help but said: "I said kid, what are you bragging about? You used this kind of trick to fool your grandpa and me, Maoshan. The youngest master of the "Dragon" character is also over eighty years old. If you are named Long Yan, then the old man is still the head teacher of Maoshan Long Hua."

"Princess Longhua is my senior, and we have a common master called Chenyuan Chenren." Ge Yu said calmly.

Xiang Qun's laughter stopped abruptly, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed, and he asked gloomily: "Did you lie to me?"

"I'm too lazy to lie to you, I don't know anything else. You should have heard of the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in my hand? This is the magic weapon that the master teacher gave me. Today, I will let you see and see." Ge Yu said. , Shook the Maoshan Seven-Star Sword in his hand, and the seven small swords hanging below suddenly made a crisp sound, and a faint golden light radiated out.

The Maoshan Seven-Star Sword doesn't know, as long as the practitioners are in the rivers and lakes, they all know that there is such a sacred artifact on Maoshan, but it has disappeared for more than 20 years, and it is rumored that it was taken away by Chenyuan.

He appeared in Ge Yu's hands today, but Xiang Qun couldn't help but not believe it.

However, at this time, Xiang Qun glanced at Ge Yu again, and then thought, what about this kid, even if he is a master of Maoshan's "Dragon" character? It’s just the light of generations. He seems to be only about 20 years old. Even if he has been practicing since he was born, he has only 20 years of cultivation foundation, and he is the same as someone who has practiced for more than 30 years. It's incomparable, killing this kid is not as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

Thinking of this, Xiang Qun was immediately relieved, hehe smiled: "I don't care who you are, you deserve to be unlucky today. Since I'm with Yang Fan, I can only send you on the road."