Dragon-Marked War God

Takuya Longyu does not believe in all this, but he can't change the fact that the master is his highly respected teacher.

However, he is a disrespectful and disrespectful to his own master. This kind of feeling makes Tuoba Longyu extremely uncomfortable. From small to large, the master will teach himself, no matter how to remember his master, the grace is greater than the day. However, he himself is so disdainful to the master, disrespectful, and even called the 'old guy'. This is what Tuoyu Longyu can't figure out. The master who once loved him very much has disappeared without a trace. It is.

Is this the real thing at this moment?

"Do you know why he is so jealous of you? Do you know why he has never been willing to forgive you? Because he is afraid, he is on your body and sees his own shadow, because he was originally unable to learn the "Artisan" And to steal, he is afraid that one day you will become him, so he will drive you out of the division, not killing you, it is your blessing."

Jiang Chen looked at Tuoyu Longyu with some silence. He had a very deep feeling for Shangguan Hongyan, but at this moment, Shangguan Hongyan ignored it.

"Master, is that really the case?"

Tuoba Longyu has tears in his eyes. As an old man who has lived for thousands of years, he is always the child who listens to the teachings and does not dare to speak loudly in front of the master. However, in the eyes of the master, he has no doubt with the ordinary people. There is no such thing as a teacher or apprentice.

Shangguan Hongyan looked coldly at Tuoyu Longyu, Shen Sheng said:

"Funny, you don't know the shameful gangsters, bring people to me and don't say it, and listen to the rumors, I shouldn't have stayed with you, killing you, maybe your best destination."

Shangguan Hongyan completely ignored Tuoba Longyu, and the heart of Tuoyu Longyu became quite painful and disheartened.

The teacher who has been so obsessed with his heart for so many years has already become a stranger. How can Takuya Longyu not feel sad?

He regarded Shangguan Hongyan as an ancestor with his father as a teacher, but he was ruthlessly mocked by Shangguan Hongyan, and even he was heavily guilty of adding blame. How can Tuoyu Longyu not be chilling? At this moment, he seems to have really seen the true face of Shangguan Hongyan. The horrible look of the priest may be his most real side. In order to pursue his own refining, in order to become a stronger existence, He used his intrigue and murder to kill his master, and eventually became a generation of refining masters. For Tuoyu Longyu, he is not willing to believe anyway.

However, Shangguan Hongyan himself has already admitted that he does not even need Jiang Chen’s words and deductions. He has already confessed his guilt, fully acknowledged, and even has no intention of remorse, master, master, how can you be such a person?

Tuoba Longyu sighed and sighed, but this moment was shot by Shangguan Hongyan, directly attacking him, and was deeply hurt and dying.

"You waste, garbage is never qualified to stand tall, I am painstakingly teaching you the technique of refining, but you are uniting with outsiders, colluding with others to frame me, how can I stay with you?"

Shangguan Hongyan looked cold and indifferent to Tuoba Longyu. He did not seem to have any feelings. Killing him seems to be no different from killing a dog.

Tuoba Longyu heart is like water, and his heart is dead.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. You even said this sentence to export? Isn't this the same as you? Is this the most true portrayal, don't you dare to admit it? When you collude with others to bully the ancestors What are you thinking about? When you treat your master like a child, what do you think when you kill a killer? You have done such a devastating thing for your own selfish desires, your conscience, Wouldn't it hurt? I said the wrong thing, you don't know He Wei's heart, what kind of love."

Jiang Chen shook his head, it was too high for him to see Shangguan Hongyan, and talking to this guy about mentoring is tantamount to playing the piano.

"Your words, it seems a bit too much, I want to kill and kill, what are you doing? My apprentice, do you still need your fingertips? Today you are also a deadly game, since you come to me to take revenge, then there will be Preparation here. Killing you, I should be able to get what I want. The old guy still taught you the "Artisan", otherwise, how would you sell him for him? He let you come to revenge, the old guy can't look at his death, hey, he will not forget the way I killed him in this life."

Shangguan Hongyan gritted his teeth and even hated the artisans. At this time, he had no emotions. Jiang Chen knew that he said more, it was useless. He wanted to let the master rest in peace. The only way was to replace the old man with his master. Clearing the portal, perhaps it will make him laugh above Jiuquan.

"You are a devil, born to be a human being, but will be a devil. Today, I will let you go to the 18th floor of hell, let you kneel in front of the master and his old man, and regret it."

Jiang Chen reached out and held a hand, and the Tianlong sword pointed to Shangguan Hongyan, killing the gas, and rising and falling.

"A good sword! Is this the old guy left for you?"

Shangguan Hongyan’s eyes lit up and he said with a sneer.

"You are not qualified to know."

Jiang Chen stepped out, the sword was like a rainbow, the wind swelled, the dance was long, the bamboo forest was deep, the snow fell, the mountains and rivers broke, and the water was raining.

"Alright, let you see who is the real strong. The brothers will teach you to be a man today."

Shangguan Hongyan sighs lightly and rises in the wind. The long willow knife in the hand, the ray is shining, and it is intertwined with the Tianlong sword. The cold light floats and the momentum is like a dragon. The thin willow knife, the solid dragon sword, if the dragon is playing in the dragon, the Shangguan Hongyan knife is like a stream of water, if the river runs, the water is flowing in the sky, the knife is like a blood shadow, flying above the void, vertical and horizontal Between the bamboo sea.

"Little teacher, a little skill, the realm of the sword, has reached such a high."

Shangguan Hongyan smiled lightly, but his thin willow knife is still empty, and constantly echoes with the Tianlong sword. If the river runs, the sun sets.

"A good guy!"

Jiang Chen’s heart was shocked. The terrible degree of Shangguan Hongyan was far beyond his own imagination. Now Jiang Chen wants to kill him. It’s really difficult, it’s hard to go to heaven.

"The sword of no border, sword seventeen!"

Jiang Chen’s sword fell, and the vertical and horizontal hustle and bustle, Shangguan Hongyan did not hide, the long knife was in the direction, the situation was like a broken bamboo, disturbing the sky and bursting.

"No shadow blood knife!"

Between Shangguan Hongyan and the palm of the hand, the blood is filled, directly breaking the sword of Jiang Chen. At that moment, Jiang Chen’s pupils are tightening. From beginning to end, no one can break his sword, even if it is a match. Even if it is not worthy, but still can not break his sword, but Shangguan Hongyan did it, this guy is a little bit of water, with a more horrible blood knife method, directly broke the dust of Jiang Chen The sword makes Jiang Chen unbelievable.