Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

"Where is Li Suli! Bring the sword!"

Li Suli, a close confidant of Gu Jianmen who had been waiting for a long time, heard the sound and waved his hand to throw out the Yuexue sword. Gu Jianmen stretched out his hand and took the long sword!

With a loud shout, the Qi in his body surged, and the gorgeous and dignified red wedding dress was shattered, revealing the plain white gown underneath.

"The external enemy has been eliminated for me by the Wen family's son. Now Gu Jianmen has to eliminate this traitor from within!" Gu Jianmen's body was full of sword energy. Master Gu Wu was so scared that he dared not look directly at him.

"Master Gu Wu, you betrayed me in order to fight for the position of the head of the family, and teamed up with Yan Bietian to kill my brother? Yes and no!" Gu Jianmen roared, and flashed in front of Master Gu Wu.

"Gu Jianmen, I am your uncle and your father's younger brother. How can you be so presumptuous to me?"

Master Gu Wu was at his wit's end at this point, trembling and trembling, and could only say some meaningless words.

"Brother's body is here, how dare you quibble! You said he died of a serious illness, but tell me where the serious illness came from with all these sword marks on his body!"

"I, Gu Jianmen, will avenge my brother today. Give me your life!"

Moonlight swept across, cold light flashed past, a fat head flew high, and spots of blood sprinkled on Gu Jianmen's face.

"Brother, today I have avenged my great hatred. You can rest in peace now. The future of the Gu family depends on you!"

Master Gu Wu's head and body were separated. Gu Jianmen walked to the coffin and reached out to wipe away Gu Luoli's eyes.

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Chapter 24 Besides my cousin, I also have an uncle!

The dispute between Gu and Yan is settled

Baili Dongjun released the giant python Bai Liuli back to the basement of the tavern to rest.

Gu Jianmen held Yuexue in his hand and bowed deeply to Lei Mengsha and Mo Xiaohei. The Eighth Young Master of Beili was so affectionate and affectionate, like brothers, how could he be bound by worldly etiquette?

Mo Xiaohei nodded and smiled without saying anything. Lei Mengsha waved his hand:

"Brother, what are you thanking me for?"

"Luo Xuan and Liu Yue are still outside the door! I don't want them to come in and steal the limelight! After all, they are prettier than the little girl!"

Gu Jianmen smiled at this moment, and then turned his gaze to Wen Yanzhao who was beside Baili Dongjun.

"I was defeated by Master Wen's sword that day, and I need his help again today! The reason for this must be a long story, but you have done a favor to our Gu Jian Sect, please accept my greetings!"

Gu Jianmen was bright and magnanimous, and he clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment. Everyone present admired him.

"Mr. Lingyun, why do you have to be so generous? You don't have to thank me. If he weren't my cousin, I wouldn't have come to this muddy water!"

Wen Yanzhao returned the greeting and spoke calmly.

Yan Liuli's face was sad at this time, with tears in her eyes. The bride's red veil had been torn off.

Looking at Gu Luoli's body in the coffin, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

"From now on, I am the head of the Yan family. I will marry Gu Luoli today! Will anyone from the Yan and Gu families come to obstruct me?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at her silently, even though Yan Bietian was scheming and doing many evil things, what did it have to do with his sister Yan Liuli?

She and the eldest son of the Gu family have known each other since childhood, and the two have a close relationship.

However, in this southwestern road, they compete with each other. Originally a pair of immortal lovers, they were separated forever by the calculations of the villains who were blinded by profit.

For a moment, everyone present was filled with emotion and sighed. Gu Jianmen's eyes were red.

Wen Yanzhao is a kind person and cannot bear to see such scenes of hatred and resentment, and separation of love and hate.

Just as his thoughts were wandering, Baili Dongjun suddenly patted him on the shoulder:

"Cousin, look at those people, why are they dressed so strangely? They don't look like people from Beili!"

Wen Yanzhao came back to his senses and looked in the direction Baili Dongjun had said. He saw five people in black robes standing side by side on the wall of the Gu family courtyard.

Behind them, two handsome young men, one in purple and one in white, floated down from the sky to the center of Gu Mansion.

"It's someone from Tianwaitian!" Yan Liuli exclaimed

"Catch that boy Baili who is born with a martial vein!" Elder Chen's hoarse voice was far slower than his speed.

Everyone seemed to see a flash of black and purple lightning, which appeared in front of Zibai and Bai in an instant before they could even blink.

"Let's see who dares!"

Wen Yanzhao knew that the person coming was very powerful, so he did not dare to be arrogant.

So he used his right hand's internal energy to take out several kinds of poison from the storage space in the bag and hid them on his body.

"Young man from the Wen family, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business! Even if you are at the Ninth Heaven Realm, you are no different from a three-year-old baby in front of me!"

Elder Chen poured all his inner strength into his last words, causing everyone present to have splitting headaches and blood seeping out of their ears.

With just this one move, Wen Yanzhao knew the answer.

This Elder Chen, who was dressed in a purple robe and looked skinny and weird, should be much stronger than himself!

His cultivation is likely to be at the Fuyao realm. His internal strength alone can cause internal injuries to a group of masters. Naturally, he should not be underestimated.

"White-haired Immortal, what are you doing standing there, Marquis Purple-robed?! Attack!"

At Elder Chen's command, two figures, one in white and one in purple, turned into flowing wind and attacked Baili Dongjun who was beside Sikong Changfeng!

Elder Chen stretched out both palms, bringing with them a gust of wind and slapping towards Wen Yanzhao!

Wen Yanzhao dodged to the side, barely avoiding the palm wind. With a "bang", the palm wind smashed the Gu family's side room into pieces!

"Is this the strength of Xiaoyao Tianjing? Then let me try and see what my limit is!"

……

At this moment, Wen Yanzhao, who had no time to care about Baili Dongjun, was fighting with Elder Chen!

Just as the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis were about to rush in front of Baili Dongjun, they were blocked head-on by a spear!

"If you want to touch my brother, ask the gun in my hand first!"

Sikong Changfeng held the spear in his hand, and his momentum surged instantly. He let out a long roar and thrust the spear towards the white-haired immortal who was the first to be hit!

The White-haired Immortal wields a sword that looks like white jade, and he fights with Sikong Changfeng.

The folding fan in Zi Yi Hou's hand was also infused with internal energy, and the true energy surged, and the situation instantly became a two-on-one situation!

How can Sikong Changfeng resist?

After less than three moves, he was knocked far away by the Purple Robe Marquis' folding fan and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Money-loser! How are you? Cousin..." Baili Dongjun shouted anxiously when he saw Sikong Changfeng was injured by the Purple-Robed Marquis!

At this moment, Wen Yanzhao was holding Chengying in his hand, fighting with Elder Chen from Xiaoyao Tianjing, and had no time to care about anything else!

Purple-Robed Marquis and White-Faced Immortal approached Baili Dongjun step by step. Even though he had learned the family's traditional lightness skills, how could he escape the joint pursuit of the two great masters from the outer world?

Just as he could strangle Baili Dongjun's throat with just one hand, a rosewood wine gourd flew towards Zibai and the other man!

"Uncle! You're here at last!"

Baili Dongjun naturally recognized that it was the wine gourd that he always used to warm a pot of wine!

The White-haired Immortal did not dare to take it head-on and swung his sword to block. However, the wine gourd was infused with a strong internal force from the warm wine, and the sword was blasted away as soon as it made contact!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zi Yi Hou rushed to rescue his companions

The warm pot of wine lazily fell from the roof of the main hall of the Gu family like a fallen leaf. With a wave of his right hand, the wine gourd returned to his hand obediently.

"Touch my nephew? You want to die... A handsome boy in purple and white? Is this the new color scheme this year?"

"I've seen you two hanging out together lately, are you guys a homosexual?!"

"Hurry up and go, I don't want to kill anyone. There's already a pair of star-crossed lovers today, it would be so annoying if you two were to be added to the mix!"

Wenhujiu made a face and said to Zibai jokingly:

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Baili Dongjun in his hand and jumped up into the air, landing steadily on the roof.

But Sikong Changfeng still covered his chest with blood on the corner of his mouth and fell to the side.

"Uncle, Sikong Changfeng...Changfeng is injured!"

Baili Dongjun was extremely anxious and pointed at Sikong Changfeng and shouted

Wen Ju Jiu pouted and pretended to look for a long time before turning his head to where Sikong Changfeng was, narrowing his eyes and saying:

"Little Spear Fairy? Xiao Baili, do you two want to come together?"

Seeing the man with the wine in the warm pot looking at him with a smile, Sikong Changfeng suddenly became more energetic.

Enduring the pain in his chest, he propped himself up with his right hand holding the gun, and with his inner strength, he leaped to the side of the warm pot of wine.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior!" Sikong Changfeng bowed with his gun!

"Hey? Why are you still calling me senior? Call me uncle!"

The last three words of "Warm the pot of wine" are spit out, and Sikong Changfeng is patted on the head.

"Uncle...Uncle! I was wrong!" Sikong Changfeng begged for mercy in pain.

"That's better. Sit here and watch your cousin beat up that weird old man!"

Wen Hu Jiu heard Sikong Changfeng finally change his mind, sat on the roof with satisfaction, opened the wine gourd and took a sip.

Chapter 25: Once a thought arises, you will be free!

On the roof of the main hall of the Gu family, with a warm pot of wine, Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng sat down to watch the show.

Wen Yanzhao below held an invisible sword in his hand, with sword energy surging, as he fought with Elder Chen of the Tianwai Tianmo Sect!

The elders of the Demon Cult were naturally not so easy to deal with. Elder Chen's hands, as thin as dead branches, rushed left and right like eagle claws!

The angle was tricky and strange, and Wen Yanzhao could only deal with it with Chengying in his hand... At this moment, the sound of warming a pot of wine rang out -

"My dear nephew, you have too little practical experience! That old man can't beat you in a fight of attrition!"

Wen Hujiu shouted to Wen Yanzhao from a distance