Comprehension: All My Disciples Are Big Villains

A fierce battle is inevitable, this is inevitable!

Luo He looked at the flurry of dance in front of him, his eyes appearing a little wary.

Just from their gaze, they can see a touch of murderous intent, which is obviously wrong to themselves.

From their attitude, Luo He sees that Flurry is not harmonious and unity, and some of them are very loyal to the elderly.

His eyes looked wary, and he looked up at Wang Yan.

Although he has always insisted that he is the king, he has no confidence.

But now, even the false king must be said to be true.

He looked at the flurry of dance in front of him with cold eyes, and a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Looking at what you look like, do you want to be disadvantageous to me?"

Hearing Luo He's words, the corners of these flurrying mouths suddenly sneered, turning their heads to look at the old man.

Seeing a group of flurrying dancing behind him supporting him, the old man looked up at Luo He with a serious face.

"If you are really the king, it is absolutely impossible for the spar to be unresponsive."

Looking at the spar in the hands of the old man, Luo He suddenly cried out in secret. When he first touched the spar, he did not feel any strangeness.

He looked up at the old man, his brows suddenly frowned.

"Fudge me here with a fake spar, I think you clearly want to seek power."

Luo He's eyes looked a bit vicissitudes of life, and he couldn't help sighing.

"Since I was born outside, I have always wanted to return to the Luanwu line and lead Luanwu to glory."

His remarks made the old man sneer, but Wang Yan was excited.

"But now it seems that Flurry doesn't welcome me, it really disappoints me a bit."

Hearing Luo He's words, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched, looking at Luo He with cold eyes.

"You can fool others here, but you can't fool me."

The old man sneered: "Could I still not know your strength?"

Luo He couldn't help sighing.

"Since you have to slander that I am not a king, it seems that I did come to the wrong place this time."

He looked at the old man in front of him and the dancing behind him.

"Since you have long wanted to seek power to usurp the throne, you just need a suitable reason."

Hearing Luo He's words, these Flurry's expressions looked a little cold.

The icy killing intent has already begun to permeate their bodies, and they are ready to do it when they look like this.

Although Luo He's color was relatively plain, he was already secretly wary in his heart.

Looking up at these flurrying dances, there was still a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to seek power to usurp the throne, why give some high-sounding reasons?"

Wang Yan, who was next to him, suddenly couldn't stand it, turning his head to look at the old man.

"Big Elder, your acting skills are really bad."

He stood in front of Luo He, with a big ghost sword in his palm.

"The king is here, how can I let you hurt him."

Seeing Wang Yan's behavior, the corners of the old man's mouth suddenly couldn't help but twitch.

"Do you really have no brains? The king's line has already been killed by humans."

Wang Yan shook his head: "The king is born with blessings, I don't think it is like you said."

Hearing his explanation, the corners of the old man's mouth suddenly twitched.

"Since you have to smash me here, there is no need to keep hiding from you in the future."

He raised his head and looked at Luo He with cold eyes, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Since you are so curious, I will tell you this time."

Luo He's eyes were a little serious when he heard the old man's words.

Wang Yan also nodded slightly, but his eyes still looked a little arrogant.

"If you have anything to say directly, I would like to see what you can tell me this time."

The other Flurry has been divided into two factions.

Later Flurry was very loyal to the old man and had already surrounded Luo He.

The previous dances questioned the identity of King Luo He, and did not choose to support the old man, but showed a hesitant appearance.

Luo He stood in the middle of them, bearing the power that diffused from their bodies.

Although Sambo and Ashura didn't speak, their hearts were already flustered.

With cold sweat all over his forehead, he raised his head and stared at Luo He.

However, after Luo He glared at him, the strange color on their faces suddenly disappeared.

Although I don't know why Luo He died of being a member of the king's line, there must be his own reason.

Both Sambo and Ashura are relatively strong, so there is no need for him to continue to struggle.

Putting his eyes on the old man, a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You just want to seek power to usurp the throne. This is a fact that can't be changed at all."

Hearing Luo He's words, the old man's face looked gloomy, but he did not refute it now.

"What I want to do has nothing to do with you. In short, you are not in the same line as our king."

The old man looked up at Wang Yan.

"Do you have to stand with outsiders and aim at the people who are in the same line of dance?"

Wang Yan shook his head.

"I am not helping outsiders now, but to restore our flurry of dance back to its former glory."

He looked down at the old man with a mocking look.

"Although you are the Elder of our Flurry Line, after the King Line disappears and disappears, you are indeed taking care of it, but..."

Wang Yan's eyes looked cold.

"In order to consolidate your own identity, how many powerhouses have you killed in these years?!"

After he said these words, many Flurry's eyes moved.

Although the old man seemed to be trying to stabilize the flurry of dance over the years, he actually caused a lot of killings.

Some people were beheaded by the elders for unknown reasons. This incident once caused a huge sensation.

But all because of the power of the elderly, no one dared to resist.

Seeing Wang Yan directly exposing the matter of own in public, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched.

The old man raised his head and looked at him with cold eyes, the killing intent in his eyes became more intense.

"It seems that the only thing the old man had done was to imprison you in the first place."

Hearing his explanation, Wang Yan seemed fearless.

"That being said, I naturally have my own means."

The old man's eyes were extremely cold, and he looked at him mockingly.

"In this case, the old man will definitely not just seal you this time."

Wang Yan was not afraid at all, the ghost head sword in his hand, and a rich Blood Qi appeared on the surface of the blade.

It is precisely because of the entanglement of Blood Qi that the corners of the old man's mouth suddenly twitched.

"Do you want to do something to the old man?"

"I'm the big Elder of Flurry, and you're just a member of Flurry."

Hearing his explanation, the old man's eyes looked extremely cold.

"so what?"

Luo He couldn't help shaking his head and sneered.

Since Wang Yan chose to help himself, it would be of great benefit to him.

"Although you are a big Elder in Ranwu, I will tell you as a king now that you will not be a big Elder in the future."

The old man laughed in anger and stared at them with sullen eyes.

"I'm not the big Elder, so who can take up the identity of the big Elder."

Luo He turned his head to look at Wang Yan, and curled his lips.

"He can."

The old man's face was so ugly and ugly, he didn't expect Luo He would actually want to hand over the identity of Elder to Wang Yan.

Thinking of the vicious methods he used to treat Wang Yan in recent years, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

"If this is the case, then there is no need to continue being polite."

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