Chapter 303 - He Has My Style

Chapter 303 He Has My Style

Gao Ge stops.

Seeing the fire rise high into the sky, he frowns.

“It’s too late.” When the fire disappears, he sighs and says.

Everyone is dazed.

“What’s the matter?” Qin Yuming asks.

“Why is it too late?” Meng Jing can’t help asking.

Gao Ge turns to look at them and sighs, “I thought we could take this opportunity to barbecue, but it’s too late.”

Everyone is speechless.

Chen Wangshi also feels it a pity after listening to Gao Ge.

They look at each other. They are on the same side.

After walking for a while, Gao Ge suddenly stops.

He raises his head and looks forward.

“What a powerful aura!” Qin Yuming says first.

“Well, it has a strong murderous look.” Meng Fang frowns and says.

The powerful aura exists for a short time.

It seems to flash by.

The Flying Star Sword in Gao Ge’s body also makes a hum.

Then it appears in the hands of Gao Ge.

Gao Ge’s expression becomes serious immediately.

“What’s the matter? Is it dangerous?” Xia Lu asks.

Gao Ge smiles bitterly and says, “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” Meng Jing asks, “Then why did you take out your Flying Star Sword?”

Gao Ge says with a bitter smile, “I didn’t take it out. It came out by itself…”

This is also the reason why Gao Ge’s expression became serious just now.

For the first time in such a long time, the Flying Star Sword is out of his control.

He used to take it by himself.

“Can’t it bear?” Gao Ge smiles bitterly.

Is it eager to fight?

Then it has to see how capable its owner is.

What if the other side is a master?

Then he will die!

He presses the Flying Star Sword and walks forward.

Yue Xincheng feels tired at this time.

He doesn’t know why the broadsword killed so many cultivators.

He wants to tell them that it has nothing to do with him. But he doesn’t know if they can understand.

Yue Xincheng is a very shrewd person.

He knows that the broadsword is not simple. But he also knows that he is a very simple person.

The power of the broadsword really has nothing to do with him.

If he has another chance, he can’t use the broadsword.

But those cultivators are shocked by the broadsword.

They can only stare at Yue Xincheng but none of them dares to rush forward.

Probably because the broadsword has been held in Yue Xincheng’s hand, these people have no previous courage. Yue Xincheng is more certain of his previous ideas.

These people were bewitched by this broadsword before.

To be precise, this broadsword inspired their inner greed and made them want to kill people.

At this time, someone comes through the snow.

The speed is very fast.

“Young man, give me the broadsword in your hand!” It is a middle-aged man with blood stains on his body. He has been seriously injured so that he looks pale. He holds a long spear in his hand. He stands high and stares at Yue Xincheng.

Being stared at by him, Yue Xincheng also feels the pressure.

“Why should I give it to you?” Yue Xincheng asks curiously under pressure.

“Do you want to die?”

“No!”

“Then give it to me.”

“No.”

The cultivators inside and outside the pit all look at them with a kind of eyes that look at fools.

Can they talk something more deeply?

The middle-aged man is furious. The silver spear in his hand is trembled. A strong wind sweeps through.

“Get out of the way!” Someone says powerfully. Fire Dragon suddenly appears in front of Yue Xincheng. He raises his sleeves and then the strong wind dissipates.

“Fire Dragon.” Yue Xincheng shouts.

“You go first. I’ll deal with him.” After saying this, Fire Dragon flies to the man with the spear.

“I’d like to see where you can go!” Fire Dragon shouts. His fist falls down. The sound is like thunder.

Yue Xincheng steps backs with the broadsword. The cultivators stare at him with greedy eyes.

“Hum, do you want to take the broadsword?” Yue Xincheng sneers.

A group of cultivators step forward.

Qingrou wants to walk forward to help but she is pulled by her junior sister.

“Sister, we can’t help much…” The junior sister whispers.

“He took off my curtained hat.” Qingrou grits her lips and says helplessly.

“What?”

“Sister, why are you so careless!”

“Junior Sister, you…”

Qingrou doesn’t say anything but she rushes to Yue Xincheng.

“You don’t want me to die?” Yue Xincheng says with a smile.

“Hum.” Qingrou snorts coldly and doesn’t want to care him.

“But we won’t die.” Yue Xincheng says confidently.

Qingrou looks at him in surprise.

Did he hide his strength before?

Otherwise, how can he be so confident now?

When she wants to ask, she hears Yue Xincheng suddenly shout, “Boss, help me!”

Qingrou is speechless.

Beside the pit, Gao Ge smiles and looks at Yue Xincheng.

“How do you know I’m here?”

Yue Xincheng touches his big head.

“Fire Dragon has come. Will my boss far behind?” At this moment, Yue Xincheng is reborn and transformed into a young man who loves arts. He is artistic and profound.

Gao Ge stands there and looks down at the cultivators in the deep pit. The Flying Star Sword in his hand is stuck in the snow in front of him.

“You dared to hurt my brother. I will kill you!”

A group of people look at each other.

Yue Xincheng is moved and he wants to cry.

“Are you alone?” A disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect is not convinced.

“I’m not alone, of course.” Gao Ge smiles and says.

The members of the Dragon Court and the students of the Cultivation Academy after him walk up one by one.

“Look, we have a lot of people.” Gao Ge says with a smile.

Yue Xincheng grins like a fat man of 100 kilograms.

Yue Xincheng turns around, looks at Qingrou, chuckles and says, “I told you before. My boss is very powerful, isn’t he?”

Then he reaches out his hand and grabs Qingrou’s arm, “I’ll take you away!”

Qingrou is stunned. She doesn’t want to break away from his hand.

Like a marionette, she is led by Yue Xincheng and walks forward.

Those cultivators are silent. They even involuntarily give way to them.

Gao Ge looks at Yue Xincheng and sighs, “He has my style!”

Meng Jing’s hand immediately twists his arm.

“Are you envious?”

“Ah. I’m in pain…” Gao Ge’s face trembles.

“Hum, that woman also looks good, but what about Su Hui?” Meng Jing begins to worry about others.