Chapter 492 (1/2)

Gu Zhong's eyes took a look at Fengyi's body, looked around, and then fell on Fengyi's younger brother.

As early as the wings of the wind were blown away, Wu Xian's face turned pale. At this time, he suddenly came into contact with the cold eyes of Gu Zhong. His whole body trembled and he could not help but step backward in a hurry.

One face was full of panic, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell madly.

With a smile of disdain, Gu Zhong moved his eyes away and turned to elder Zhen. He said in a loud voice, ”elder, the victory or defeat has been divided.”

”The matter has come to this point. As agreed in advance, Wu Xian, take your senior brothers and junior brothers down the mountain.”

This was caused by Fengyi, and with Gu Zhong's eye warning, Wu Xian didn't dare to delay, so she and other younger martial brothers helped Fengyi up. She didn't want to wait for a moment and went down the mountain quickly.

The rest of the disciples gradually came back to their senses. The biggest enemy, elder martial brother Fengyi and the disciples who sat down with other elders left. Did they have a chance?

There's a ghost Just now, the battle between Guzhong and Fengyi has already killed them. Fengyi is the most advanced one among them. Even Fengyi is defeated. They still have a chance to hammer.

Gu Zhong recalled the competition rules mentioned by Fengyi before. It seemed that 100 people were fighting on the competition platform, and the remaining 10 people entered the third round of competition.

”Younger martial sister, what is the content of the third round of competition?”

Zhou ruoxiao slightly frowned, shook his head and said: ”this session of the Dabi rules have changed, I do not know.”

”Eh...”

”Elder, I'm new to Cangshan. I hope to tell you the rules of the competition.”

The disciples of Cangshan Sect on the other side have different faces. Although he is a disciple of headmaster Bai, he has never been to Cangshan Mountain, so he has never enjoyed the best resources of these empires.

Although we can't beat him, as long as we can win those disciples behind him, we will be considered as having passed the second round.

I thought it was the limit to pass the first round of competition. After all, there were two elder's disciples. They could all pass the first round without the grand competition. By the second round, ten people united and helped each other.

It is impossible for others to break the defenses of Fengyi and others by relying on their own or Alliance forces.

As a result, this session of wind wing met the ancient bell, and all the disciples under the two Presbyterian seats were destroyed. Some of the remaining three elders, four elder's disciples, also aware that they are excellent, can not help but start to move.

”Oh, the rule of the third round is that the students who win the second round of competition will compete with the leader's ten disciples.”

”The winner will represent the Cangshan school to participate in the zongmen round election.”

The old clock nodded and said, ”then there will be no more delay. Let's start the second round.”

When Lin Xiao and others heard that the winner wanted to pass on his disciples to the leader of the Cangshan sect in Beijing, they were very excited, and their fighting spirit rose wildly.

Let those around the Beijing disciples, one by one stare big eyes, see the panic.

How about this momentum? Several of them are the miefa realm, and the lowest is the peak of Zhendan realm

Is the cultivation of this sect disciple better than that of the leader?

……

On the stone platform, 90 people, including Gu Zhong, have been in place, but it is a situation of confrontation between the two sides.

With a cigar in his hand, the ancient headmaster was wearing a carving, and Zhou ruoxiao and Lin Xiao were standing side by side.

They are faced with the most excellent personal disciples of the elders of Cangshan sect.

However, at this time, their faces were different. Some of them were fierce and seemed dissatisfied with the actions of Gu Zhong and others just now, while others were timid and completely lost their desire to fight.

At the command of Mr. Jia, our ancient headmaster took the lead to rush into the crowd with his disciples.

”Poo --”

”Bang --”

”Putong” -- ”