Gu Cheng's words were very rude, as if he had convinced the two factions, which made both Zhong Lin and Dong Kui's faces darken.
They haven't seen such an arrogant young man for a long time.
Zhong Lin sneered, stood up and said: "Let me go first.
Young people are full of energy. Although the path of spiritual practice is to achieve success first, regardless of age, the rice I have earned for so many years is not in vain!"
Gu Cheng plucked his ears, pulled out the Blood Abyss Sword nonchalantly, walked out and stood in the center of the Changle Gang's lobby.
Because it was a martial arts fight, both sides only used one move to attack and defend, so they did not go to the martial arts field outside.
"Let's do it." Gu Cheng said calmly.
In a battle of wits, striking first actually gives you an advantage.
Taking action first gives you more time to prepare, and the other party doesn't know exactly what means you will use. It is always more difficult to respond passively than to take the initiative.
Zhong Lin snorted coldly, holding the seal with both hands, and strands of blood-colored silk threads burst out from his fingers and penetrated into his wide sleeves.
There was a sonorous sound of intertwining gold and iron, and the joint metals were pulled out by the blood threads, arranged and combined, and finally formed a half-human-high metal doll, with blood threads intertwined behind it, like a string show.
Clang!
Sharp blades popped out of the metal doll's arms, elbows, knees and other joints, making it look extremely cold.
"It seems that Master Gu is using a sword? Then I don't know if one of your swords can block my eight swords!"
Daoxuanzong is good at all kinds of left-handed secret arts. It is known as the thirty-six secret arts of Daoxuan. In fact, there are no more than ten that are really lethal. At the moment, Zhong Lin is using Demon Puppet Blood Puppet.
It's one of them.
Under the control of the blood line, the body of the demon blood puppet twisted into an extremely weird arc, and even kept changing in mid-air, but no matter how it changed, half of the sharp blades on the demon puppet's body were always right.
Looking at Gucheng.
He let out a long breath, and the next moment Gu Cheng's right hand was replaced by a black stiff arm, and a dark underworld fire suddenly bloomed on the Blood Abyss Sword.
Different from the previous use of Gu Cheng's black arm to cast the Yanyang Sword, the dark fire that bloomed this time was dark and uncertain. It was not empty energy, but as if there were real dark candles and dark fires burning, and even even
The surrounding light is sucked into it, and every time the Hell Fire beats, it seems like the ghosts and gods hidden in the darkness open their eyes.
Candle Yin Sword Style, ghosts and gods open their eyes!
This wasn't the end yet. The moment he drew his sword, Gu Cheng sketched the blood-sucking rune in his mind. The blood in his body suddenly boiled, and a deep blood glow clung to the edge of the sword, bringing the ultimate evil spirit and deep cold.
"laugh!"
It was as if a red-hot knife had been inserted into the butter, and it was extremely smooth.
The demon blood puppet was completely cut into two pieces by Gu Cheng's sword. All the blood threads were absorbed by it under the power of the blood, which just made up for the damage caused by Gu Cheng's previous use of the blood.
consumption brought about.
"It's all fancy, but why does it pretend to be a big-tailed wolf?"
Gu Cheng sheathed his sword and retreated. This was almost his most powerful sword strike, and it also brought him an ultimate sense of comfort, a feeling of understanding his thoughts.
This is related to the fact that he killed the five internal organs Taoist priest yesterday.
The cautiousness in his previous life and the experience of being plotted against in this life always made Gu Cheng feel a little hindered and depressed in his heart. Perhaps it was a trace of unwillingness left by the 'Gu Cheng' who had been assassinated.
And with the death of Taoist Wu Zang, that trace of depression finally dissipated.
Fists and swords are the foundation for his livelihood. Gu Cheng pursues strength and power, not to control other people's destiny, but to control his own destiny.
Some changes in his mentality even affected his progress in spiritual practice.
Although Gu Cheng's level of strength has not improved by half at the moment, his energy and energy when taking action have changed significantly.
At this moment, Zhong Lin looked at his demon puppet blood doll that had been broken to pieces, his eyes were dull, his face was red, and he had a look of aggrievedness.
The power and sharpness of Gu Cheng's sword was indeed beyond his imagination. His demon puppet blood puppet, which was made of fine steel and refined with secret methods, was cut open like tofu in front of that sword.
The bloody thread was also absorbed by a strange force.
But if it were a head-on battle, he could guarantee that Gu Cheng would never be able to use this power for a long time, and he still had several secret techniques that he had not used yet.
But this is a battle of skills. If he loses with one move, he loses. If he continues to be stubborn and unconvinced, he will lose the face of the entire Daoxuan Sect.
"I admit defeat!"
Zhong Lin snorted coldly and stepped back.
At this time, Dong Kui suddenly said: "This round of our Qingshan Sword Sect will be handled by my disciple Heishi Taoist. Sir Gu, can you agree?"
Gu Cheng shrugged: "It doesn't matter, I won't refuse anyone who comes down."
Gu Cheng is very confident in his own strength, and it can be said that he is very powerful.
Secret techniques such as the Black Arm and the Blood-killing can ensure that Gu Cheng has extremely powerful explosive power. Although the fighting method seems to be a disadvantage for the weaker Gu Cheng, it is actually the most beneficial to him.
The Black Stone Taoist stood up and said in a slightly gloomy voice: "Master Gu, the secret technique has no eyes. Once you use it, you can't take it back. You have to be careful."
Gu Cheng had seen the Black Stone Taoist take action before in the image of the Five Zang Temple Ghosts.
The other party seems to have mastered a secret technique that looks like a shadow and can materialize this shadow.
But at this time, Taoist Blackstone stood motionless in the middle of the hall. This made others stunned. What could this Taoist do?
But the next moment, the Black Stone Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, and there was boundless darkness swimming in his eyes.
At the same time, countless shadows were lingering under Gu Cheng's feet. They turned into ghost hands, pulling at his limbs and tearing them apart. A strong force came, as if they were going to cut him into pieces.
"It turns out it's also a method of refining ghosts!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Cheng's mouth, he refreshed himself, and the energy in his whole body exploded, forcing him to resist the pulling force.
At the same time, five rays of Yin Qi floated out and rushed directly towards Taoist Blackstone.
Taoist Blackstone naturally practiced the method of refining ghosts, but he never expected that Gu Cheng, who had just defeated the demon blood puppet with one sword, would also practice the secret method of ghost refining.
In a hurry, he formed seals with his hands, and countless black shadows separated and densely blocked in front of him, blocking the temple ghosts of the five internal organs.
But as soon as he moved like this, the pulling force on Gu Cheng's side instantly decreased.
Gu Cheng's whole body was full of energy, and the Blood Abyss Sword in his hand had already been unsheathed.
At this moment, Dong Kui took a step forward and said with a gloomy face: "Master Gu, there is no need to take action. We admit defeat in this round."
According to the rules of fighting, in fact, the moment Taoist Blackstone took action to defend, he had already lost, because he was the main attacking party.
And even if you fight it, the result will be the same.
Blackstone Taoist, a physically weak leftist monk, was approached by a martial artist with extremely explosive power like Gu Cheng. Needless to say what the consequences would be.
However, Dong Kui and Zhong Lin looked at each other, with a meaningful look in their eyes.
One of the two gangs supports the eldest son, and the other supports the second son. In fact, the two sides are connected with each other. No matter which of the two people comes to power in the end, it can be said that they are all theirs.
On the surface, they lost, but secretly, who knows how many elixirs the Changle Gang gave them?
At this time, the second young master, Ji Lintang, was impatient. After their matters were settled, it was his turn.
Ji Lintang stood up and said loudly: "The Changle Gang cannot be left without an owner for a day. Even if you decide on the share of the elixir, there will still be someone who will take charge of this matter, right?
I was busy with my father's funeral, so I didn't have time to say anything. In fact, my father had already told me where he would put his last words after his death, and who would take over the position of gang leader."
"Second Young Master, do you really mean what you said?"
Several Changle Gang elders couldn't help but ask.
They are all old men who founded the Changle Gang with Ji Haiya and are loyal to them.
So as long as Ji Haiya really left his last words, they would definitely abide by them.
"If the elders don't believe it, they can go look for it above my father's study. If we all go together, we won't be afraid of anyone making false claims."
Ji Lintang looked confident, but when he looked at Ji Linfeng, he felt a little strange.
There was no panic, no anger, and no pride on Ji Linfeng's face.
Instead, he had a dull expression, as if he was already discouraged.
At this time, several elders went together to find Ji Haiya's last words on the beam of the house. Sure enough, it said that he was not going to die soon, so he passed the throne to Ji Lintang.
Several elders looked at each other, and after a while someone said: "It is indeed the handwriting of the gang leader, and even some of the subtle tone and text details are exactly the same."
But they still feel a little confused.
Although the old gang leader favored Ji Lintang, he didn't hate Ji Linfeng. He even left some of the gang's affairs to Ji Linfeng. Why didn't he even mention his eldest son in his last words?
At this time, Dong Kui laughed and said: "Everyone happens to be here today, so the Second Young Master will hold the succession ceremony, which saves us having to make another trip."
Just when Ji Lintang was happily about to agree, Gu Cheng knocked on the table with his scabbard and said calmly:
"I don't agree."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.
The second son of the Changle Gang took over the position of gang leader with the suicide note of the old gang leader. It is reasonable and legal. How can you, the court hawk, oppose it?