Chapter 523: Disciples are constant, ancestors come and go.
"Ah."
chuckled.
Gu Han gently stroked the body of the black sword.
In an instant.
Several more sharp breaths flashed through, a trace of fear remained in the eyes of several people, and the bodies fell down instantly!
Chen Qing was stunned.
Gu Han was a little dissatisfied and lectured: "As a scavenger, you need to have quick eyes and quick hands. Your reaction is too slow!"
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The three disciples had already swarmed forward, with excitement on their faces.
Gu Han had a look of appreciation on his face,
"They are your apprentices?"
"Huh? Yes...yes."
"Very good, it's better to be better than a master."
Chen Qing:......
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"Thank you for the compliment, senior!"
The three of them bowed deeply to Gu Han, their expressions even more enthusiastic.
boom!
The words just fell.
A middle-aged man wearing a jade robe quickly flew over. His body was filled with energy, and he was obviously a man of extraordinary ninth level cultivation. Looking at Gu Han, he also had murderous intent on his face.
"Be bold!"
"Did you know..."
The words are not finished yet.
Gu Han and him looked at each other, and the sharpness and murderous intent hidden under the calmness were slightly revealed.
In an instant.
The middle-aged man's face turned pale, and his energy suddenly shattered.
Until now.
He just realized it.
Gu Han is a tough guy!
"Invite me, ancestor!"
When he had enough cultivation, he shouted.
The words fell.
A ray of holy power instantly rose from the depths of the Yangxin Sect. Even though they were far apart, Chen Qing's face was still so frightened that he turned pale.
"snort!"
The moment when the holy power rises.
The middle-aged man regained his confidence and calmness.
"I am the leader of Yangxin Sect. Your Excellency killed my disciples for no reason. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today..."
puff!
Half the story.
However, Gu Han raised his sword and swiped it gently, and a sword mark was clearly printed on the center of his eyebrows!
The leader of the Yangxin Sect.
Extraordinary ninth level.
Death!
"Ahem..."
Taking action forcefully, Gu Han coughed slightly and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"senior!"
Chen Qing trembled with fright.
"Are you... okay?"
If Gu Han dies, he will suffer the same fate!
"It doesn't matter."
Gu Han waved his hand, his face still calm, "Even if he is injured, it is still no problem to kill an ordinary holy person."
Killed.
ordinary.
Chen Qing was completely dumbfounded.
That's the Holy Realm, not cats and dogs. Why don't you say you want to kill an Ascension Realm?
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The three of them looked in admiration.
They have low cultivation and little knowledge, but they believe Gu Han's words.
Senior said yes.
That will definitely work!
Anyone who can feed extraordinary materials to chickens must be an extremely powerful person!
boom!
Also at this time.
The space trembled.
An old man with gray hair and a gloomy face came to Gu Han in an instant. Looking at the several corpses below, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he did not take action.
"Dare to ask your Excellency."
He saw the black sword in Gu Han's hand.
A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, "But a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect?"
"no."
Gu Han smiled.
"Just a casual cultivator, just a scavenger."
"..."
Chen Qing wanted to cry but had no tears.
Senior.
What are you talking about to tell the truth at this time? As a sword cultivator, even if you pretend to be a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, he will most likely believe it, but now... if you are in trouble!
really.
Hear the words.
The fear in the old man's eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of solemnity.
"I have been practicing cultivation for two thousand years! This is the first time I have seen someone scavenging trash at someone else's doorstep!"
"You haven't seen it."
Gu Han thought for a while.
"It's because you didn't meet me."
Said.
Another trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Is it?"
The old man's eyes were even more solemn, "I've never heard of someone like you among the scavengers among casual cultivators."
"normal."
Gu Han slowly raised the sword in his hand.
"Just started in the industry."
"Holy realm, right?"
The old man's eyes became colder and colder, "It's a pity that you dare to be so arrogant after being seriously injured. After you die, your head will be placed at the highest point of my mountain gate to shock Xiaoxiao!"
boom!
While talking.
He thought he had seen through Gu Han's reality, and a wisp of domineering holy power fell instantly!
Cultivation.
The second level of the Holy Realm!
Visible to the naked eye.
Under the holy power, the crack in Gu Han's body burst open again, and he instantly became a bloody man.
"Look at Mr. Chicken."
He seemed to be slightly asleep.
Pushing Chongming in front of Chen Qing, his energy dispersed, knocking him far away.
Chen Qing wanted to cry but had no tears.
Senior...you really love chickens as much as you want!
"die!"
Also at this time.
The old man took action first, and with the continuous surge of cultivation and the power of heaven and earth, a shadow formed faintly behind him!
Illusion Body Technique!
Summon a phantom body, possessing 30% of the original combat power!
Under superposition.
He can exert the strength of the third level or even the fourth level of the Holy Realm!
With this magical power, he is somewhat famous among the unconventional forces within a radius of thousands of miles.
He is very proud.
Also very confident.
After all, for ordinary holy realm monks, being able to fight beyond one or two small realms is already considered a very powerful person.
boom!
Boom!
In a blink of an eye.
A fist with a ghost image landed within three feet in front of Gu Han!
"kill!"
Also at this time.
Gu Han moved.
The black sword in his hand was instantly raised, and a blood-red sword beam more than ten feet long fell towards the old man!
boom!
The air-machine collision room.
Chen Qing was so shocked that he could no longer open his eyes.
After a while.
The energy gradually calmed down, revealing the figures of Gu Han and the old man.
"Ahem..."
Gu Han vomited several mouthfuls of blood and looked at the old man.
"Do you have any holy medicine at home?"
"No."
The old man's eyes were dull and he answered subconsciously.
"No?"
Gu Han frowned slightly.
"Where's the semi-holy medicine?"
"have……"
"That's good."
Gu Han nodded, "It's not a loss."
puff!
The words fell.
A thin line of blood instantly appeared between the old man's brows, spreading quickly and spreading all over his body. As the blood spilled, the body instantly split into two pieces and fell down.
"The ancestor is dead!"
"Hurry and greet the new ancestor!"
"I've met my ancestor, my ancestor is well!"
"..."
Seeing that their ancestors, sect masters, and elders were all dead, the first reaction of the disciples who were watching the battle from a distance was not to panic, but to step forward one after another and kowtow to Gu Han.
Gu Han frowned.
What does it mean?
The ancestors are all dead, shouldn't these people feel like mourning their heirs? Why are they... now a little happy?
"senior."
Chen Qing finally calmed down and explained.
For these bottom forces.
Change the leader.
Replace the ancestor.
It can't be said that it's a common occurrence... Anyway, it happens every once in a while.
We're all used to it!
Whoever is the ancestor, they are their disciples.
"Ancestor!"
Also at this time.
A disciple looked at Gu Han flatteringly, "You killed the previous ancestor, so the name Yangxin Sect can no longer be used. Please ask the ancestor to rename it!"
"..."
Gu Han was speechless.
It also feels ridiculous.
Is this okay?
"Before Yangxin Sect, what was this sect called?"
"Return to our ancestors and call us Shenyi Sect!"
"What about before?"
"Cold Wind Valley!"
"Anymore?"
"Return to our ancestors."
The disciple was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't know about the rest. Although it is not short for a disciple to get started, it only lasts for a hundred years."
Gu Han was completely speechless.
century.
Three names have been changed, three ancestors!
really!
An iron-clad disciple.
The ancestor of flowing water!
