Sword God

The sound insulation effect of Mingfeng Building is good, but the sound will naturally spread when connected between the stairs.

On the second and first floors, one by one looked up close to the stairs, as if to see something, but could not see anything, only to hear some dialogue.

When they heard the words of secret disciples and intentionally elders, they all had scalp numbness and a kind of creepy feeling.

Do things involve so much?

Although the secret disciple and the core disciple differ by only one level, they are the difference between heaven and earth, and the elders of Mingyi are the elders of the real power of Mingguang Mountain, second only to the master of Mingguang Mountain.

"Who dares to make a loud noise here, even in the speech, but also disrespect to the brothers and secret elders." The scolding sound was heard from the building, and immediately followed the footsteps, I saw it from the fourth floor Come down three people.

Zhou Shaoqi, through his father's favors and gifts, prepared a secret disciple to use his rights. After some testing, he directly became the core disciple of Mingguang Mountain.

As for Na Su, the treatment was not so good, but he also became an elite disciple.

No, Zhou Shaoqi knew the importance of contacts, so he invited several core disciples to eat and drink on the fourth floor of Mingfeng Building. On the one hand, he celebrated with Su Mingxi, and on the other hand, he had a good relationship with these core disciples. .

Although Su Mingxi is an elite disciple, he is taken by core disciples and entering the fourth floor will naturally not be driven away.

Hearing the noise on the third floor, it seemed that he was still working, and Zhou Shaoqi and others went downstairs to take a look. Immediately, the eyes of Zhou Shaoqi and Su Mingxi fell on Chen Zong's face.

"It turned out to be him."

"It turned out to be the disciple of Mingguang Mountain."

"I didn't expect you to be able to take advantage of it, and ran to Mingguang Mountain." Zhou Shaoqi said with a sneer on his face, but with a trace of fierceness in the depths of his eyes, he approached Chen Zong.

"Brother Shaoqi, do you know him?" Another core disciple's eyes also fell on Chen Zong, asking rhetorically.

"There were some grudges on the way." Zhou Shaoqi said: "I met him in the sea from the clear sister and sister. Seeing that he only used a raft to cross the sea, and pitying him, he invited him to take a big boat. I attempted to grab my big ship by any means. Fortunately, my brother was good enough. This only knocked him down into the sea. Unexpectedly, he even came to our Mingguang Mountain and walked through the back door to become a disciple."

"Senior Huang, this person is really abhorrent, and he will revenge. If it weren't for the strength of Brother Shaoqi, I'm afraid he would have succeeded." Su Mingxi said with a pitiful look on his side, with a fearful look on his face. Feeling pitiful: "Moreover, he also spoke me badly, trying to... trying..."

Speaking, he was sobbing. Although the following words were not spoken, everyone had already made up their minds.

This time, all eyes on Chen Zong changed.

despise!

All eyes are despised.

Low status and low strength, these will make people despise, but in most cases, will not make people despise, however, En Jiangqiu, no doubt everyone despise disgust, except for some people with special temperament.

The contemptuous look was assassinated like a blade, but Chen Zong's expression did not change at all.

What Zhou Shaoqi and Su Mingxi said was completely inverting the black and white and distorting the facts, but they also looked pitiful and completely treated themselves as victims. However, Chen Zong could still see from the depth of the eyes of Zhou Shaoqi and Su Mingxi See a sneer and cunning.

Chen Zong didn't refute, because he was the preparation disciple, and the other party was the core disciple. Furthermore, this kind of verbal refutation was very pale and weak, unless there was any strong evidence to come, otherwise it would not be a war of words. good at.

"No matter what means you use to become a preparatory disciple, you, a misbehavior, are not eligible to stay here." The eyes of the core disciple of the surname Huang are sharp and cold, and they are approaching Chen Zong as if they want to bring Chen Zong Puncture-like, without concealing his inner contempt and disgust between words, between Chen Zong and Zhou Shaoqi, his instinctive choice believed Zhou Shaoqi.

"Brother Shaoqi, brother, let me tell you one more thing. As core disciples, we not only have a higher status, enjoy better resources, but also have some unique rights. One of them is to be able to directly refer others to Zong. In the door, directly participate in the assessment of formal disciples." The core disciples of the surname Huang moved away from Chen Zong's face, and fell on Zhou Shaoqi's face, said Xu Xiaobuji.

Directly recommending to participate in the assessment of formal disciples, which is equivalent to saving several steps. It is undoubtedly suitable for those who are qualified to become formal disciples but missed the Shanmen Dadian. Of course, this right is not unlimited, three years once.

Therefore, some core disciples will sell such right opportunities and make people bid, and those with higher prices will earn a lot of extra money.

"Another right is to be able to directly reduce a formal disciple to a preparatory disciple and expel a preparatory disciple." The core disciple of the surname Huang said again, but his eyes turned to Chen Zong's face again.

The core disciple of Huang surname will agree to Zhou Shaoqi's invitation to the party. Naturally, he also knows how Zhou Shaoqi entered Mingguang Mountain, but the secret disciples are backing mountains, and naturally also means making good friends with Zhou Shaoqi.

It was heard that Zhou Shaoqi's eyes suddenly lighted up and stared at Chen Zong with a bit of playfulness: "You said, should I wait for you to become a formal disciple before lowering you to a preparatory disciple?"

After hearing this, many people showed pity and sneer.

Formal disciples were reduced to preparatory disciples. Although they could pass the assessment to become formal disciples later, it was like a stain and reduced to laughter.

"Brother Shaoqi, I don't want to see him anymore." Su Mingxi looked pitiful, his hands clasped Zhou Shaoqi, half of his body was attached to his body, his body twisted and rubbed, making Zhou Shaoqi hot and hot. In some wonderful things, the heat is burning like fire.

"Okay." Zhou Shaoqi took a deep breath, forcibly resisted the desire to explode, and his eyes became more and more grim: "I will drive the core disciple's right today, and expel you, and now, get out of here, out of the bright light mountain."

Chen Zong frowned slightly, this was not the result he wanted, but things seemed to change in an unpredictable direction.

"Come on, you kind of person is not worthy of staying in our Mingguang Mountain, and if I don't go, I will call Mingguangwei, and then you can't go if you want to go." The core disciple of Huang sneered again and again with ridicule.

Mingguangwei!

More than a dozen elite disciples, formal disciples downstairs and preparatory disciples have changed their complexion.

Mingguangwei is the guard of Mingguang Mountain. Each Mingguangwei is at least a master-level master. Moreover, it is not a general master-level. It is the kind of older person who does not have much hope to advance to the extraordinary realm and chooses to practice Mingguangwei. The exercises and the special training will completely cut off the possibility of entering the transcendent realm, but it will dig out its own potential overdraft, become very terrible, and will experience all kinds of life and death, to survive, to survive Qualified to become Mingguangwei.

In short, every Mingguang Guardian is like a person returning from hell, and every one is a terrible master among the masters.

Most of the core disciples are not Mingguangwei's opponents.

Mingguang Wei usually does not dispatch, but if dispatched, he must see blood.

Chen Zong looked indifferent and didn't say anything. He just glanced deeply at the core disciples of Huang's surname, Zhou Shaoqi and Su Mingxi, and they felt palpitations for no reason.

Turning around, Chen Zong went down the stairs.

"I thought you were going to shoot. I didn't expect it to be so soft. It was really a soft egg." Zhou Shaoqi's voice rang in Chen Zong's ears, full of ridicule: "I want to come to your father as a soft egg, or else No soft eggs like you will be born, one waste, the farther away the better."

Chen Zong's footsteps suddenly turned around, and then turned around, without a sign, a sword of light shone, like the sunrise rising into the sky, shining a fiery light.

Everyone's eyes are flooded, it feels like staring directly at the blazing sun, only the light is endless.

Along with it, a screaming sounded.

"Brother Shaoqi!"

"Shaoqi, how are you?"

The light spread out, and everyone looked at it with horrified faces. I saw the core disciple Zhou Shaoqi fell on the stairs, there was a long wound between his chest and abdomen, blood was pouring like a spring, and his face was dying pale.

Su Mingxi quickly took out the panacea and crushed it and sprinkled it on the wound, slowly stopped the blood that was constantly pouring out, and put another pill into the mouth of Zhou Shaoqi.

"Did you dare to shoot against the core disciples, today I will cut you off." The core disciples with the surname Huang were furious, and a dozen elite disciples looked back in horror.

The core disciple of the surname Huang shot with a palm, and slammed into Chen Zong fiercely. There was a terrible air pressure shock. There seemed to be a ray of light spinning in the palm of the hand, and the bombing came with endless pressure.

"It's a glorious palm!"

"Brother Huang has already reached the level of Sanxuan."

In the exclamation, the palm came with amazing power, and its power was enough to shatter a hill. This terrible power was concentrated into a palm seal, which was even more terrible.

And the amazing light rotation brings up a terrible suction, completely blocking Chen Zong's whole body, so that Chen Zong can't dodge and can only face this palm directly. Disperse Chen Zong's counterattack and crush it.

A very delicate palm, and a terrible palm.

The glance of Chen Zong's eyes flashed, the strength of this core disciple of Huang's name, I was afraid that it would be stronger than that of Mu Tianfeng.

But he was not the strength at the time when he fought Mu Tianfeng, but was much stronger.

Once again, the sword was shining like the sun shining, making it difficult for everyone to look directly. In the blurred vision, a beam of extremely condensed light could be seen torn the sky, spurting into the glare palm, and then, like a bamboo He pierced the glare palm and spurred forward to the core disciple of Huang.

Another screaming sounded, and everyone heard clearly, that was the voice of Huang's core disciple.

When the light dissipated, everyone was shocked to find that the palm of the core disciple of Huang was pierced and bloody.