My Disciples Are All Villains

Liang Yufeng looked at the Jian Gang spinning back and forth, and sighed helplessly. He could be cheeky and fly thousands of miles away, but that didn't mean he won. He is the second disciple of Qiu Shuishan, and enjoys an undisputed status and support in Dahan. He is also one of the few real people in Dahan. He is staring at countless pairs of eyes, and every move will be infinitely magnified.

Another master ordered, so he had to return.

Fly back to Qiushuishan, everyone in Motian Pavilion, and Qiushuishan disciples looked at Liang Yufeng.

Liang Yufeng stepped into the arena, his eyes fell on Yu Shangrong, Yu Shangrong had put away Jian Gang, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, as if nothing had happened.

He turned towards Yu Shangrong and said, "I lost."

Although he didn't make a decision to win or lose, but in the process of fighting, Yu Shangrong's dominance was already significantly higher than that of his opponent. The people present still have this discernment. Liang Yufeng is not a fool. He has to pull his neck to death. That will not only lose the skill, but also the people.

"Acceptance." Yu Shangrong said.

Liang Yufeng turned around and knelt down on one knee towards Chen Fu, saying, "The apprentice is not good at learning arts, and he has insulted Qiushuishan's reputation, so I ask Master to deal with it."

Chen Fu said: "Victory or defeat is commonplace in the military. Knowing the shame and then being brave is the best policy. Do you understand?"

"The disciple understands." Liang Yufeng said.

Chen Fu said again: "Remember the first lesson I taught you as a teacher?"

All ten disciples of Qiushuishan pricked their ears and listened carefully.

All the arrogance disappeared after the boss and the second child suffered defeat, as if only the master could support this world, as if as long as the master was there, Qiushuishan would never fall. Chen Fu left Qiu Shuishan, and even Dahan people's beliefs and soul support were too heavy.

"The road to practice is long, and we must always remember that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world." Chen Fu said.

Chen Fu is the only saint facing Taixu at the time of Dahan. Some and only he understands everything in this world. To Taixu, he is nothing but ants, a drop in the ocean.

The struggle between the ants, God has never seen it, and is too lazy to see it, the moment the heavens collapse, the ants will disappear from the world without the ability to perceive.

Liang Yufeng bowed devoutly and raised his voice: "Thanks to Master for his teaching."

"Go down." Chen Fu said.

"Yes."

Liang Yufeng retreated to the side.

Duanmusheng has long been unable to stand up after the discussion in this round.

He was not at all cold with the second brother's style of play. He immediately raised the Overlord Spear and stepped into the arena, his eyes fired, the spear pointed at everyone, and said, "You, come out!"

He pointed to the third disciple of Qiushuishan, Zhou Guang.

Zhou Guang was stunned for a moment. The disciples who thought Duan Musheng had a godless eyes suddenly felt a powerful aura from Duan Musheng's body.

call!

Duan Musheng retracted the Overlord Spear, attached it to his back, and lifted it upside down, his arm slightly raised, majestic and majestic.

Originally, Zhou Guang was very confident to defeat Duanmusheng, no matter from which point of view, he did not think that Duanmusheng had the style of a strong man. But now... Zhou Guang is a little guilty.

But he could not show it.

Qiu Shuishan's disciple, how can people look down upon?

"I have been waiting for a long time." Duan Musheng reminded.

If you don't come again, the flowers will wither.

The disciples of Qiushuishan were embarrassed.

In the face of such ruthless ridicule, they can only suffer.

Zhou Guang looked at Duan Musheng, who was full of muscles and full of power lines, and felt the man's mightiness and not simple.

Finally, under the eyes of the public, he walked out of the field and said loudly: "Although I am the third disciple of Qiushuishan, my talent is extremely poor, far inferior to the fourth and fifth elders. But... if my master is dead, how can I give in? Even if you lose, the right is to experience and learn, and I hope my brothers will give me your advice."

I have already thought about the lost lines before playing this. Even if I lose, it won't be too ugly.

Duan Musheng was unhappy, and the Overlord Spear pointed at the old Siyun and smiled and said: "Then I will discuss with you and change positions. The order of age is important, but strength is more important. Bullying is not my style, let alone..."

Ming Shiyin interjected: "No, I like bullying and bullying. Three brothers, don't represent people blindly. Since ancient times, is there fairness in the spiritual world? In one word-all losers are weak."

"..."

Duan Musheng glared at him, "In short, I don't like bullying, but if you insist on doing this, then I have to accompany you."

"???" Yun said with a smile.

Who insists on doing this, fool?

Speechless, crying and laughing.

Yun Tongxiao coughed and said with a smile: "Well said, I hope I can hold my brother's three moves."

Take a step back.

Duanmusheng became more and more angry when he heard it. What is a three-stroke? This is simply not addictive. Can it be called a decent battle without hundreds of rounds?

Duan Musheng held the Overlord's spear horizontally, and said loudly: "In the Devil Heaven Pavilion, you can choose one person! Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Motian Pavilion looked at each other.

The disciples of Qiu Shuishan are talking about it, so where is this singing?

Chen Fu smiled and said, "Brother Lu, you disciple, it's very interesting."

Lu Zhou said: "He has always been this way, and his character is straightforward."

"Then, let them go?"

"Follow them."

Lu Zhou and Chen Fu didn't intend to intervene, so they let them do it casually.

The Motian Pavilion has already won two games. Even if it loses in the third game, it is not a shame. Moreover, the overall strength of the Motian Pavilion is not weak. No matter how Qiu Shuishan wants to win, he can't use the strength of a real person to pick a hundred calamities. Dong Ming, that can only show shame, and can't prove how strong Qiushuishan is.

That's how it is said.

But Yun Tongxiao really wanted to pick a weaker opponent.

He searches quickly, or finds the best one, and then re-selects his opponent after he wins. When the time comes, he will not know that the opponent is weak, which is not ashamed and can boost morale.

So...who is the best?

Yun Tongxiao's eyes fell on the four elders-Leng Luo wears a silver mask, holds both arms, stands upright, is tall and cold, and has a compelling breath. This is a master demeanor, it is ruled out; Zuo Yushu is holding it. Panlong rod, leaning on the ground, the Panlong ornaments faintly glowing, and the mysterious power exudes between the gestures and feet, eliminating; Pan Litian's figure is crooked, the golden gourd on the waist implies brilliance, and there is always a faint smile between his eyebrows. Light, not a person who has experienced life and death, absolutely can't do so free and easy, to exclude; Hua Wudao is a little more cautious, but his posture is conservative, his breath is restrained, and he is a cautious person to exclude.

Those two young people are a good choice, like the attendants... They look like the best dishes, but it is not justified to pick a follower to discuss.

Yun Tongxiao continued to choose.

He wanted to pick the thin ones who always smiled at the corners of their mouths, but just introduced himself, this person seems to be the fourth disciple of the Motian Pavilion, dare to interject with the third brother, let it go, maybe it's a sinister thing.

In the end, his gaze fell on Zhu Honggong, who was shorter, chubby, with a naive face, and could fall asleep at any time, and said:

"Can you discuss one or two with this brother."

Everyone looked at Zhu Honggong.

Duan Musheng also looked over.

"Eighth Junior Brother?"

Zhu Honggong was also a little surprised, pointing to himself: "Me?"

I'm so provoking someone, I want to watch the show, squint for a while, don't want to compare!

Yun Tong smiled and said, "Please."

Zhu Hong said, "Is this inappropriate?"

"It's just learning, not fighting with fate." Yun Tongxiao invited.

"My cultivation base is so weak, it's a shame to lose." Zhu Hong said.

Yun Tong smiled and thought, this guy is really shrewd. He learned what he had just done and couldn't give him a chance: "It's okay. If I really get lucky and beat my brother, how about I pick my opponent again?"

The implication is that winning the weak is not a win.

Duan Musheng didn't think so much at all, and urged: "Old Ba, such a good exercise opportunity, don't miss it."

"Oh, OK."

Zhu Hong walked out reluctantly.

The Qiushuishan disciples, some laughed in a low voice.

Looking at the walking posture, and the expression, you know that this person must be the best dish in the Motian Pavilion.

Zhu Hong came to the court and raised both fists, eh...

The glove clasped his fist.

Yun Tongxiao applauded, "What a special weapon, there are not many people who use gloves."

"Hey, I just rely on my fists!" Zhu Hong opened his eyes and charged on the ground.

Although Zhu Honggong had practiced a lot in the Demon Heaven Pavilion, Ji Tiandao only passed on half of his Nine Tribulations Thunder Gang back then. The skills of his playing techniques were all deliberated by himself and no one taught them yet. The Nine Tribulations Leigang was still made up by Lu Zhou later, so this act was timid, without any rules and routines.

When he rushed to Yun Tongxiao's body, Yun Tongxiao was cautious, the shadow flashed, and the space moved slightly.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhenghai said: "The power of Tao?"

Real people master the power of Tao, this is the greatest way for practitioners above real people.

Unexpectedly, Yun Tongxiao directly used the power of Tao.

Real people of the same rank, the power of Tao can cancel each other, and the old eight, obviously does not have the realm of real Tao.

boom!

Zhu Hong flew forward.

Yun Tongxiao appeared behind him and patted his back.

with no doubt.

Zhu Honggong exclaimed, and when he threw forward, he took advantage of the momentum to turn over, landed forcibly, and then took a few steps back.

"Good fellow, the power of Tao." Zhu Hong said together.

Yun Tongxiao said strangely: "How many fate is your brother?"

Zhu Honggong didn't want to fight at first, but after being slapped, so many people were laughing, and they immediately felt unwilling to admit defeat and rushed over.

"I have no life!"

Huhuhu!

Fist Gang broke out!

Each boxing gang is like a dragon, advancing together.

Yun Tongxiao perceives its power and strength, and only thinks he is joking.

How could such a powerful force have no life.

Yun Tongxiao patted his palm prints continuously, bang bang bang, bang bang... collided with that fist.

He didn't use the power of Dao, so he would be too victorious, and at least he had to be more beautiful to win.

The palm print was accurate, defeating the fist.

"Get up!" Yun Tongxiao suddenly pushed out a huge palm print.

Zhu Hong was lifted off.

Little Yuan and Conch, while covering their eyes, watched the battle from their fingers.

That's horrible.

Puff through.

Zhu Hong landed together, and yelled.

Everyone roared with laughter.

Yun Tongxiao frowned, did he really pick the best dish? This is too delicious!

He took a peek at Master Chen Fu's expression, uncertain and unhappy.

This……

Forget it, the overall situation is the most important, Qiu Shuishan's face and dignity must not be lost. After winning this game, continue to challenge!

Yun Tongxiao strode to the meteor, swept toward Zhu Hong, and said, "Brother, I won't be fooled by you!"

The purpose of this statement is to show that the Communists of Hong Kong are acting.

Even if he knew that the facts were not true, he would say so.

Coming to the front, the vitality was scattered, and all the hongs were wrapped.

Pat it with a palm.

Zhu Hong's chubby body bounced, fists staggered to block, bang!

The disciples of Qiushuishan stepped aside.

Zhu Hong flew upside down and shouted, "Oh!"

Everyone in Motian Pavilion was speechless.

It's nothing more than being knocked into the air, can you stop calling, shameful!

Where did Zhu Honggong take these into consideration? After landing, he turned his body, looked at the clouds that came with a smile, and immediately danced the Nine Tribulations Lei Gang: "Zhge."

Fists hit each other.

boom!

Yun Tongxiao held it back with one palm, pushed forward, and said, "Not enough."

"The sky."

Fist Gang is like a dragon, making Zhou Tian change.

Chen Fu raised his head slightly, and said in surprise, "Why is this?"

Lu Zhou said lightly: "Keep watching."

Yun Tongxiao's palm print became larger, blocking the celestial phenomenon, and said, "It's still not enough."

Zhu Hong said loudly, "Solo!"

This was the last move of Nine Tribulations Lei Gang, and also the most powerful one.

When the two fists collided, like the sound of thunder, nine lightning-like powers entangled the fists of the hongkong, and kept pushing forward.

Yun Tongxiao was convinced that this person was not a real person, so he strolled in the courtyard, and retreated from the battle, with ease, and blocked all the attacks of Zhu Hong Gong.

Yun Tongxiao stood still and pushed his palm, bang!

The two stalemate.

Yun Tong smiled and said, "It is still not enough."

"Not enough?" Zhu Hong was puzzled.

"You have tried your best, but I haven't exerted any effort yet." Yun Tong said with a smile, "This palm, be careful."

He closed his palms together, and then unfolded, a floating palm print appeared in front of him, and he was about to push it out, but his arms could not move.

"Huh?" Yun Tong smiled and frowned.

Hum——

He felt a surge of power behind him!

Two golden pliers-like marks clamped his arms.

Zhu Hong fisted together: "Reincarnation."

Bang Bang Bang, Bang Bang Bang... the fist gang smashed the palm prints and hit his chest like a broken bamboo.

"Cherish the flowers!"

Zhu Hong's body leaped, volleyed and struck horizontally, and all the dense fists hit Yun Tongxiao's body guard Qi.

Yun Tong laughed suddenly and felt qi and blood surge, still unable to move!

The disciples of Qiushuishan had already opened their eyes wide, looking at the huge golden man!

This...what's the trick?

Why is Baijiedong Ming!

It really is Hundred Tribulations!

The audience is stunned!

"Thunder."

boom!

Zhu Hong didn't care about three, seven and twenty-one, and blasted what he had learned on Yun Tongxiao's chest. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Finally, the body guard qi burst.

"Stop Ge!"

Start with Zhige and end with Zhige!

boom!

Yun Tong laughed and pained, and immediately displayed the power of Tao...The space was stagnant, and the movements of Zhu Honggong obviously stiffened.

Taking advantage of the stagnant space, Yun Tong smiled and looked back. The huge golden man stood behind him, clasping his arms tightly. There was no golden lotus under his feet, and his arms were strong... This is clearly the form of Baijie Dongming. !

"..."

Yun Tongxiao turned his head again and looked at the hong kong who was stagnated by the power of his Tao...

Such an opponent can actually push himself to this point.

Even if you win, do you still have a face?