A bunch of immortal things?

When these old men heard Gu Xiao's words, all their faces changed.`

Just as no one dared to call Gu Xiao a stupid cow, those who dared to talk to these old people like this would have been dead long ago.

The old man who blows taro eyes widened and said, "You are that Gu Xiao? It is said that you want to challenge Yan Nantian and become the new world's number one sword?"

Gu Xiao said calmly: "It's not a challenge, but a killing him. With Yan Nantian's current martial arts, he is no match for me at all. Killing him has never been a difficult task for me."

In his tone, there was no pride except for confidence. This was also Gu Xiao's personality. He never liked to show up too early before he was fully confident. He was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, and one move would kill with one blow!

This is also the reason why more than ten years ago, his martial arts might not be inferior to Yan Nantian, but he did not find Yan Nantian.

Su Ying's face had begun to change.

Because she could feel that this time she met, the martial arts of this man who was kind and hatred to her had improved. If the last time she met, this man was like a fierce god descending from the sky in her eyes, full of violence and killing; then now, he has transformed into the eternal sky, and the power of the sky is unpredictable.

The faces of these old people also changed.

Gu Xiao thought that his martial arts skills were now invincible. 8 novels`But in the eyes of these old men, he was a young man who was a novice and ignorant young man. Therefore, these decades have been famous in the world and have long formed a self-esteem and have become very ugly.

The old man playing the piano said, "This is really a place to search for without any effort when I get it."

The old woman who holds Xiao smiled and said, "You want him to fight you, right?"

The old man playing the piano said lightly: "Don't you want to try your new trick of "Ehuang Eighteen Changes"?"

When Gu Xiao heard this, his anger was even more powerful. These old ghosts hid on an island with no trace for decades. To put it nicely, they retired, but to put it nicely, they were not afraid of killing in the world. Now the meaning of the words is actually to fight with him one by one, which is simply a great insult to himself!

At this moment, he was no longer interested in nonsense and said coldly: "Have you said enough? If you didn't say enough, you can say it slowly on the road to the underworld."

The old men looked at each other a few times, surrounded each other, and pressed towards Gu Xiao.

This is the first time they have seen such a arrogant person and are being treated with it. If they don’t teach him a lesson, wouldn’t it be too rude!

Not only did these old people stand very particularly, they surrounded Gu Xiao in the middle, but they also had a momentum on their bodies, sealing the space so tightly that it was airtight.

It's really not clear about the wind.`

Gu Xiao's expression was still so cold, without any change.

No one of these old men's martial arts alone would be worse than Lianxing. Even Yaoyue was not as bad as before when Mingyu's martial arts reached the ninth level. Now that they put together, the power they showed is even more amazing. However, this level of pressure is not taken seriously by him. Although these old guys are superb martial arts, they are already old after all, and they really fight. Gu Xiao asked himself that he could have surpassed any of them more than ten years ago.

What's more, it's now!

Gu Xiao's hand slowly touched the hilt of the sword around his waist.

Finally, the wind blew.

Gu Xiao already held the sword in his hand.

The wind blows the trees in the distance, and the light and darkness are uncertain as it is like even the invisible moonlight cannot be shaken.

But within ten feet of Gu Xiao, there was no wind, there was only indescribable tension, like the dullness before the storm was about to come, and the sword intent began to spread out on his body. The condensed sword intent was extremely sharp and squeezed towards these people. The old men only felt that they were being tortured by thousands of swords piercing their hearts.

These old men couldn't help but be moved by it. On these old faces, there was only fear, except for fear.

They just wanted to use Gu Xiao one by one to try the tricks to see how good Yan Nantian and Yihua Palace Master were, and whether they were as magical as the legends.

But they don’t have time to regret it now because they have no time to think about it.

The vitality of the sword is clearly filled with endless coldness and destruction.

The sword edge was still far away, but it seemed to have stabbed everyone's eyebrows.

They had to constantly improve their skills, and all their thoughts were concentrated on the smooth and transparent sword, and then they trembled and fought against this forced sword intent together.

They were all famous heroes in the martial arts world back then, and they had experienced many fierce battles in their lives, and countless bloodshed.

But they never knew that duels could be so dangerous and even shaking their eyelashes would cause them to die.

This is completely different from the previous moves and gestures. Whoever has a profound internal force, a skillful move, a quick mind, and a rich experience will gain the upper hand.

This is just a moment.

A moment of life, a moment of death!

They never thought that there was such a person who needed their joint efforts to resist.

The strings that Yu Ziya held down with both palms had already begun to tremble, buzzing like a low murmur.

The drumsticks in Mi Shiba's hand were fixed in the air, and it seemed that it had not moved. When it looked closely, it seemed that it had been hit hundreds or thousands of times, and even the air seemed to be knocked by him.

The flute that Xiao Nushi held was scattered with soft jade light, as if it was supporting a light curtain, like a circle of water waves, looking extremely magical, like an immortal casting a spell.

It’s just that the messy fluctuations around the outermost aperture are so disorderly.

A fallen leaf was blown by the wind and floated among the few people, and suddenly disappeared into ashes, as if it had never floated, without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Su Ying's expression became a little strange. Her hands holding the flute were very tight, tight and white, but her face was always smiling, a sweet smile. She was always cold and rarely smiled so sweetly.

Gu Xiao's expression retracted his sword without any change.

The night wind in the forest returned to normal again, slowly blew the coolness.

The old men were already sitting on the ground in a row, even the wrinkles on their faces were covered in bright red blood. They were all sweating all over, and everyone was panting.

Gu Xiao glanced at them lightly and left without saying a word. His expression was full of contempt and disdain, but he just took Su Ying away.

"You haven't returned to Middle Earth for decades. You are old now and the world has changed." This is the last sentence that Gu Xiao left when he was leaving. (To be continued.)

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