My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"What the hell are you doing? With your little IQ, you actually have the nerve to do anything provocative in front of me. I'm teasing you. You don't even see this. How did you become the leader of the clan with your IQ?" The old monkey squatted down. On the wall, he looked at Zuo Hongan as if he were an idiot.

"Zhen Fengliu, I will fight with you!" Only then did Zuo Hongan realize that he had been tricked. He became so angry that he could no longer restrain his anger and flew towards Zhen Fengliu.

"I think back then, the master of Yelang Sect was so famous that even the Holy Lord didn't dare to fight him. With your three-legged cat skills, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?" Zhen Fengliu said as he jumped off the wall. , and flew away into the distance.

Despite the disdain he said, he was not slow at all when he ran away. By the time Zuo Hongan threw himself on the wall, the monkey-like figure had already jumped to nowhere.

"Zhen Fengliu, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, pfft..." Zuo Hong'an roared to the sky, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Sir, Sect Master, how are you doing, Sect Master? Are you okay?" As soon as the Sect Master staggered down the wall, a group of Broken Moon Sect disciples surrounded him in panic.

Elder He has not yet recovered from serious injuries. Hong Yuanan is still investigating the cause of death of Lu Xiuwen and others. Now Zuo Hongan is the only backbone left. What should they do if he does something bad again?

"What can happen to me? Are you all blind? Take a good look, what can happen to this sect leader? Pfft..." Zuo Hongan had nowhere to vent his anger. As soon as he finished cursing, another mouthful of old blood spurted out. come out.

It’s all like this, is everything really okay? Seeing the blood spots on the sect master's chest, all the disciples felt a sense of sadness and inexplicable worry.

"Stay in the main hall honestly. I won't go anywhere. I will just wait here. If he dares to come again, I will cut his body into thousands of pieces and let him die without a burial place!" Returning to the main hall! , Zuo Hongan no longer cares about the appearance of the sect leader, he sat on the spot and said with a sullen face.

A disciple moved his mouth, wanting to remind the sect master that you have already said this once just now, but looking at the sect master's murderous eyes, he still endured it.

The Zuo Grand Master was already exhausted. He had just burned the power of the Holy Source to forcibly increase his strength, and was seriously injured. As soon as he sat down, he felt the boundless tiredness welling up like a tide, and his mind gradually became confused. stand up.

"Sir, Sect Master, why don't you go take a nap first and we can just wait here." The direct disciple saw that his master was not in good spirits and said worriedly.

"Sleep? Do you think I can still sleep!" It's okay that he didn't speak, but as soon as he did, Zuo Hong'an became even more angry and cursed him all over.

I was already extremely tired, and yet I was woken up by people one after another while I was half asleep. Who can understand the pain and depression involved? He really took a breath.

"I'll just wait here and see what other tricks he has!" However, after venting his anger, he felt much better. He stared at the door with wide eyes.

The night wind blew by, bringing with it a bit of chill. The disciples sat around and soon became sleepy and dozed off one after another. Zuo Hongan still stared at him with his eyes wide open. door.

At some point, his face had turned pale, and he seemed to have aged hundreds of years, but the bloodshot eyes were getting thicker and thicker, revealing a morbid excitement.

…………

"One sword, cut off the great wasteland!" Outside the ancient courtyard at Qingqiu Peak, Gu Fenghua flew into the air and slashed out with his long sword.