Chapter 143

"Hum, I will never hand over people. It's a big deal to fight a fish to death and break the net. My miraculous medicine room has been based in Heiyan city for a hundred years and has never been afraid of anyone." Ye Long's face was angry.

"Elder brother, why offend the Du family because of an outsider? Since they want the ancient style, give him over." a middle-aged man in Black said behind Ye long.

"Second, Gu Feng saved Qingling and saved so many herbs in our spiritual medicine room. If we hand him over, wouldn't it be a blessing and revenge? How can our spiritual medicine room stand in Heiyan city in the future." Ye long was stunned and waited for the middle-aged man in black behind him.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "a weak reputation is better than being destroyed by others. Brother, do you really want to see the miraculous medicine room destroyed in your hand?"

"Hum, the Du family is strong, but I'm not necessarily afraid of them." Ye long snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye long so simply that he stopped saying anything. After all, ye long is the owner of this miraculous medicine room, not him.

"Uncle Ye, have you considered it?" the smiling face of the capital opposite, but the smile made people cold all over.

"Nephew Du Xian, please come back. I won't hand it in anyway." Ye long said softly, but with an indisputable meaning.

"Good, good." Du Cheng seemed to answer casually, then slowly stood up and looked at Ye long with a sneer: "Uncle Du should not know that I Du long is a disciple of Xuehan palace now."

The light words floated out, like dropping a heavy bomb, making the whole scene quiet. In particular, the faces of those in the medicine room changed. They all know very well what the inner disciples of Xuehan palace represent? They are some of the most talented disciples of Xuehan palace. They have great potential and will be cultivated by Xuehan palace.

Moreover, if you make enough contributions to become an inner disciple, you can even get some rewards from the family. The title of inner disciple is enough for many forces to fear.

Du Cheng enjoyed the shock of the people around him and became an inner disciple of Xuehan palace. It was a great honor for anyone.

"Inner disciple? It seems that Xuehan palace is really any rubbish that can become inner disciple?"

Light words came, but they changed everyone's face. Especially the people in the spiritual medicine room, their faces are white.

"Who is it?"

Du chenglai's proud face was suddenly gloomy, and his eyes scanned the crowd.

"Don't look for it, it's me." Gu Feng squeezed out the crowd and stared at Du Cheng. I have to say that Du Cheng's strength is really good. The triple cultivation of pure body can be comparable with the white ruby of the white family. However, this strength is not enough in front of him.

"Who are you? You are guilty of slandering Xuehan palace." Du Cheng stared at Gu Feng coldly.

Gu Feng grinned and showed a mocking smile: "why, didn't Mr. Du come for me this time?"

"You are that ancient style?" Du Cheng was stunned, and then said unexpectedly.

"If the person you are looking for is Gu Feng, it should be me." Gu Feng nodded.

"Somebody, take him down for me." Du Cheng shouted, "there is a way in heaven. You don't go. There is no door in hell. You break in. This time, I won't have to find you."

"Shua Shua."

More than ten figures swept out, and the ancient wind was surrounded in the middle in an instant.

As for those onlookers, they began to retreat very consciously, because they all knew that a big war was inevitable.

"Boy, you hurt my Du family's guard and my brother. Now kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe I can leave you a whole body." Du Cheng looked at Gu Feng Road with a sneer.

"Hum, Du Cheng, if you want to take someone away from my medicine room, you deserve it?" Ye long roared.

"Uncle Ye, let me deal with it myself." the ancient wind stopped Ye long. If ye long makes a move, it will eventually lead to a war between the two families. In that case, the final result is definitely the delisting of the elixir room in black rock city.

"Ancient style..."

Among the crowd, ye Qingling also shouted anxiously, but he knew that Du Cheng was strong. The whole black rock city, the first person of the younger generation, was very strong. However, looking at the self-confidence on Gu Feng's face, and he has seen it, Gu Feng showed his great power when he was in the triple territory of the quintessence and killed the leader of the four quintessence bandits, and his heart was also relieved.

"Can you do it?" Gu Feng said impatiently.

"Boy, since you want to die by yourself, I'll help you." Du Chengsen smiled coldly: "kill him for me."

At this time, the people of the Du family rushed over, and their spiritual power bloomed one by one, attacking the ancient wind.

"Get out."

The ancient wind whispered, and sword lights flashed. The dazzling light was accompanied by the sound of thunder, and those swords were almost to the extreme.

"Ah..."

In an instant, a few screams came. Those martial arts practitioners rushed to the end one by one, and there was a heavy blood gas spreading at the scene. When they looked, they saw that the martial arts practitioners of the Du family fell to the ground in pain, and their arms were cut off by their roots.

"Hiss."

Everyone could not help taking a breath. It was terrible. Just in a moment, he cut off more than ten martial arts practitioners' arms.

"OK, OK, it seems that I underestimated you." Du Cheng was stunned, his eyes were dignified, his eyes were cold, staring at the ancient style, and his killing intention was becoming more and more strong.

"You have a lot of nonsense."

There was a faint irony of the ancient wind.

"Don't think you can be arrogant in front of me after defeating a few wastes. In my eyes, I'll tell you now how strong the inner disciples of Xuehan Palace are."

Du Cheng said, the chill was released, and the cold palm power was wrapped in his hand. On his palm, there was a white cold fog, very cold.

"Waste? In fact, in my eyes, there is no difference between you and waste." the ancient wind said faintly, with an undisguised sarcasm in his tone.

"Go to hell."

Holding up his palm, the nine Yin palm power operated, and the rolling white cold fog churned in his palm. It was very cold and made a slight hissing sound. Then he raised his palm and patted it against the ancient wind.

The cold fog swept through the space, and the air began to freeze.

"Du Cheng is worthy of being an inner disciple of Xuehan palace. He practiced the nine Yin cold crystal formula to this extent." many strong people were slightly surprised among the onlookers.

They are now curious about how to deal with this ancient custom under Du Cheng's powerful attack.

"Eight wasteland palms."

The ancient wind whispered, and the two palmprints were photographed, which were condensed together in an instant. Now he has broken through to the four levels of quintessence, and the eight wasteland palm is more handy to use.