In a luxurious villa, Guan Xiong asked with some reluctance: "Ancestor, why are we leaving?" ”

The old man glanced at him before he spoke, "If you stay here, you will surely die." ”

"What?" Guan Xiong was stunned, and then said in disbelief: "Isn't even the ancestor the opponent of Gu Feng, how is this possible?" ”

He knew that the strength of this ancestor was about to enter the strongest man, and he was a real peerless powerhouse, could it be that such a cunning zài was not an opponent of the ancient style?

"I fought him, and he was killed and wounded, but I was not sure that I could protect you." The old man said lightly, which made Guan Xiong's heart warm. He finally understood why this ancestor left, it was for the sake of his own life.

Thinking of this, Guan Xiong gritted his teeth and said: "Ancestor, the unfilial descendants have embarrassed you, but don't worry, one day, I will surpass this ancient style, our Guan family is the descendants of the martial saint, and in martial arts, we can't be weaker than anyone." ”

"Okay, if you have ambition, if you really have great ambitions, I can help you, our Guan family has a blood pool, which was left by the ancestor before he died, and he can wash the marrow and cut the hair for future generations and improve his qualifications, but the process is nine deaths, if you are willing, enter the blood pool, and the ancestor can guarantee that after you come out, even if you are not able to suppress that ancient style, you can at least be with him." A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said with a serious face.

Guan Xiong's expression was a little hesitant, but thinking of Gu Feng's ignorance and his ancestor's words, his expression became firm.

"I am willing, if I can't become a generation of supremes, even if I am born, I have nothing to love, and the people of the Guan family cannot be compared to others on the way to martial arts." Guan Xiong said sonorously.

He has a strong sense of family honor, and even sacrifices his life for the glory of his family.

"Okay, you go back with me now, Old Ancestor believes that you will definitely succeed." The old man laughed, and he was extremely happy to see that Guan Xiong was really determined.

Guan Xiong is the best qualified in his lineage, but compared with the real Tianjiao, it is much worse. The Guan family can be said to have no successor, and only the blood pool can reverse this phenomenon and have one more young supreme.

In extraordinary times, extraordinary things are done, and the old man is not sure, but he has to do it.

When Gu Feng and Chu Qing'er separated, they rushed to this place, and the old man and Guan Xiong had already left. The corners of his mouth provoked a sneer: "It's quite fast, after the Martial Saint, Lang has already been famous." ”

Gu Feng left the villa and ran on the road, and suddenly there was a throbbing in his heart. A man in a golden robe blocked his way, a very heroic middle-aged man, he looked at Gu Feng's eyes, like a god looking down on the ants.

Seeing Gu Feng find himself, the middle-aged man's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "I am a disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, and someone asked me to bring you a message." ”

Golden Sword Sect, what kind of sect is this? Gu Feng hadn't heard of it, but the middle-aged man claimed to be a disciple, but his cultivation was almost comparable to the old man just now, which made Gu Feng feel terrified.

The supremes who are about to enter the strongest are all disciples, how strong is this Golden Sword Sect that has never been heard of? He suppressed his shock and asked calmly, "Who is it?" What to bring? ”

It's just that the other party's words next made Gu Feng tremble, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

"Xuanyuan Qingdai, she asked me to sue you, don't go to her again, she has married our young master of the Golden Sword Gate, and she will be the young master of the Golden Sword Gate in the future." The middle-aged man said with a hint of mockery on his face.

"You're talking nonsense." The ancient wind roared, and the sound sounded like thunder in the nine heavens, rumbling, making people can't help but tremble in their hearts.

The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect was also taken aback, but then he sneered: "It doesn't matter if you lie or not, the important thing is that this matter has become a foregone conclusion, so you better forget Miss Qingdai." ”

"Where is the Golden Sword Gate?" Gu Feng's expression was calm, and he stared at the other party and said.

"You're not dead?" The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect spoke, his expression a little cold. There was a murderous intent exuding from him, shrouding Gu Feng's body, with a domineering posture.

"Sue me." Gu Feng ignored his momentum, his expression did not change for a moment, but a pair of eyes were staring at the other party's body, and there was a raging flame burning inside.

"Death." The disciples of the Golden Sword Sect sneered, very disdainful of the ancient style. He felt that Gu Feng was looking for death, a small peerless realm martial artist, and he also wanted to rob a woman with his young master, and he simply thought that his life was long.

Gu Feng smiled, but his smile was very cold, which made the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect couldn't help but jump in their hearts.

"What kind of young master of yours must have told you, if I insist on finding the Golden Sword Gate, kill me, right?" Gu Feng said mockingly.

"How do you know?" The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect was shocked in his heart, and said with some surprise, but then he showed a cruel sneer: "Since you already know, I don't need to hide it anymore, you give me death." ”

He sneered and made a move, and a golden sword qi rushed over, powerful and incomparable, as if it was about to split the sky. The disciples of the Golden Sword Sect are very powerful, and they are about to enter the ranks of the strongest, and there are few opponents in the world.

Gu Feng didn't dare to be careless, he went up against the air and punched out directly.

The sword qi exploded, and Gu Feng also took more than a dozen steps backwards, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step. His expression was calm, the strength of the other party was in his expectation, if he did not break through the peerless realm, even if he used the Chiyou Demon Knife, Gu Feng might not be the opponent of the other party.

The disciple of the Golden Sword Sect showed a look of surprise, and he said in surprise: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the man that Miss Qingdai has a crush on, and he has two brushes, but your good luck ends here, let me die." ”

He struck again, and hundreds of sword lights shot out from his hand, flooding the space where Gu Feng was standing.

A loud rumbling sound came out, and the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect laughed, full of pride. He felt that Gu Feng would die, and under such a blow, it was impossible for him to live.

However, when the sword light dissipated, the expressions of the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect froze, and Gu Feng stood there intact, like a god, with a divine ring flickering behind his head, and above the divine ring, there was a demon god phantom roaring, and the divine and demonic qi were blended together, which was extremely weird.

"This can't be, who the hell are you?" That Golden Sword Sect disciple was shocked, he thought of a prophecy that was related to the life and death of the entire Golden Sword Sect.

If the person in front of him is the person in the prophecy, the Golden Sword Gate will definitely not end well.