Immortality Cultivation Era

"Huh, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Gongsun Moyang finished this sentence, paused, and frowned, "However, do you really think he is the right person?"

"Except for him, I can't think of a second person who can do that thing. The people in Longge are not suitable. After all, many of them have been exposed. In case their identity is exposed, the consequences will be It’s hard to imagine that for me, I’m not worried about anything that strikes the grass and snakes. I’m always worried about only one thing, that is, the safety of the members of the Dragon Pavilion.”

Gongsun Moyang nodded and asked, "Have you ever thought about it, Gao Ge does not necessarily agree with you if he knows the danger?"

The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Is he aware of this?"

Gongsun Moyang laughed and said bluntly: "Although I don't know much about Gao Ge, I always feel that if you talk to him about consciousness, he can spit a thick spit on your face."

Middle-aged man: "..."

He stared at the high song that was still on the ring, stunned.

If Gao Ge heard Gongsun Moyang's previous words, he would definitely hug him and kiss him fiercely. This is the real understanding of himself!

After several severely injured students, a large group of people chose to abstain and confess directly.

Gao Ge did not feel very surprised, if not even this effect, then Gao Ge is not busy in life?

As for those who were injured by themselves, it is not important whether they will curse themselves.

If the curse can kill people, everyone will not sharpen their heads and think about improving their strength through cultivation.

Immediately afterwards, another attacker came up.

"Sun Lei?" Gao Ge was a little surprised to see the person coming.

Sun Lei snorted coldly and arched his hand: "Please enlighten me!"

"okay!"

After Gao Ge said this, he rushed towards Sun Lei.

With a punch, Sun Lei resisted.

I have to say that Sun Lei's strength is still good, otherwise it would not be possible to become their captain before Yue Xincheng Meng Jing.

Suddenly, Sun Lei stepped towards Gao Ge's chest, very fast.

Gao Ge froze for a moment, and he already hit Sun Lei, and his body moved back a distance.

"Thunderbolt, martial arts at the ground level, gave in." Sun Lei once succeeded and was immediately overjoyed.

Gao Ge rubbed his chest, sneered, and nodded gently.

"It is indeed a low-level martial art."

Sun Lei's face changed instantly.

He remembered that he was still very clear about his bite just now. What he said seemed to be a prefecture-level martial art?

When you are here, it becomes a low-level martial art?

Are you listening to Lao Tzu?

In the blink of an eye, Gao Ge rushed to Sun Lei's front, and at the same time, he didn't know when there was a long sword in his hand.

The sword light flashed and lightly tapped on Sun Lei's chest, and Sun Lei's body flew out, breaking a big bowl-shaped wound on his chest.

"Sing, don't hurt people's lives!" Meng Fang frowned, and quickly yelled.

"Relax, Mr. Meng, I'm still very decent. I can't get out of bed for three or four months at most, and I can't die." Gao Singer said with a smile while holding Feixingjian.

A teacher rushed to Sun Lei and inspected the injury and found that he just broke the skin and nodded at Meng Fang.

Meng Fang just gave up, shook his head again, and said, "Your boy, is he too ruthless?"

"It's not too cruel, I'm afraid I can't hold on even today." Gao Ge Shen Sheng said.

Meng Fang sighed and said nothing more.

"Huh? When did Gao Ge's sword come out?"

"Yeah, where did he put the sword before?"

Some students started to talk.

Gongsun Moyang and the middle-aged man were also curious at this time.

Even if they didn't know where the sword was placed by Gao Ge before, it suddenly appeared, which was really weird.

Seeing the middle-aged man looking at himself, Gongsun Moyang shook his head: "Don't look at me, I don't know."

Listening to Gongsun Moyang's words, the middle-aged man immediately ridiculed: "You are still the dean of Xiuxian Academy, and you don't even know these things."

Gongsun Moyang's face dropped: "Do you know what the name of Tang Jiusi's second cousin's big cousin?"

"..."

"Oh, you are still Tang Jiusi's boss, don't even know these." Gongsun Moyang sneered quickly.

In the ring, Gao Singer held a flying star sword, and there was no blood stain on the blade, and the silver awn was still flashing.

The silver awn refracted in the sun reveals a savage smell.

Everyone who sees the Flying Star Sword will be trembling, especially the students who are about to take the stage to attack, only feel a chill hit.

"Gao, is it still a sword repair?" The middle-aged man asked again.

"Not clear."

The middle-aged man glanced at Gongsun Moyang, shook his head, and said nothing.

More and more people choose to admit defeat and surrender.

Before, they felt that it was okay to challenge themselves. The big deal is to lose, but if they win, it is the person who defeated Gao Ge, and they can definitely make a name for themselves at Xiuxian Academy, but now it’s not that much anymore, it has already been carried away. Sun Lei, the heart-wrenching wailing from his mouth echoed in their ears.

They always believed that Gao Ge's shot was too cruel.

It was better before, but more and more, regardless of the consequences.

Although you don’t want to kill yourself, you lie in bed for a few months, and it’s not a human life!

When the sky darkened, it was really amazing.

He is a student in the yellow class, and the first sentence he said to Gao Ge was: "I challenge you, but... don't you use a sword, OK?"

Gao Ge smiled, all smiles were full of coldness.

The other party probably realized that they wouldn't agree to his request at all, and he quickly jumped off the ring. The movement was very smooth. It is estimated that he practiced many times.

Above the sky, the sun and the moon alternated, and Meng Fang cleared his throat and said, "Today's test, at this end, everyone go back and make more adjustments, continue tomorrow!"

After saying this, he walked off the ring.

Gao Ge took a deep breath and sneered: "Boring, boring, Grandpa, I haven't been addicted yet."

After talking, hold on and walk down the ring.

The middle-aged man whispered to Gongsun Moyang: "Who can coax him like this?

"Bull one is one, he would think so much?" Gongsun Moyang wrote lightly.

As soon as he got out of the ring, Yue Xincheng was about to come up to help, but he was stopped by Gao Ge waving his hand.

"No need, I can still play ten Yuan Mao now!"

Yuan Mao just planned to leave at this moment, and when he heard this, he almost spit out no blood.

What a special...you are a whip corpse!