My Disciples Are All Villains

Pan Litian was interested.

Although he didn't know how Gong Yuan did it, he wanted to teach him the kendo of this trick.

Lift your right hand slowly.

A Taijiguang mark slightly larger than the palm appears.

Zhou Jifeng, Pan Zhong, and many female disciples were in front of her eyes. This is the first time they have seen Elder Pan shoot, and the first time they have seen the legendary old man mobilize.

An old beggar, an old beggar who had been cultivated as abolished and completely lost his practice ... finally got a little shadow from the past.

However, what is the Taoist method of mastering Taiji Seal?

Leng Luo under the mask also showed his approving eyes.

Pan Litian launched with one palm.

In that Taiji Seal, a sword 罡 emerged ...

Holding the sword in Inca!

At the same time, the area where Gong Yuandu is located has also risen up.

Theoretically, Tongxuan Realm can only control two swords at most.

But under the blessing of the mini-array method below, it can provide a steady stream of vitality.

The swords of both sides galloped.

Everyone stepped back unconsciously.

This is a special battle ... It looks like a brahma!

Bang Bang!

The sword crickets collided with each other.

Pan Litian smiled slightly and moved forward.

Big old hand, patted towards the ground,

boom!

The bluestone floor shattered.

The lines are broken!

"Good!" Pan Zhong could not help clapping.

Older gingers are more spicy!

No one has stipulated that Kendo can only use swords!

The practitioners who pass through the mysterious realm, it is reasonable to break the floor, and the quenching body can do it.

Just when everyone thought Pan Litian was going to win--

Those shattered formations condensed into maggots, gathered together, and flew towards Pan Litian's Taiji Seal.

boom!

Tai Chi printed broken.

No more, no more ... Gong Yuanduo has two sword maggots suspended in the air.

"Wonderful." Leng Luo applauded.

The crowd looked puzzled.

Why don't you continue playing.

Haven't you decided?

Pan Litian has enough time to choose a move. What use is there for Gong Yuan to have more swords?

In doubt, Pan Litian arched his hand: "It's old, and it's gonna fall."

Hua Wudao nodded and acted as a commentator again:

"Tongxuan's limit has been reached."

Everyone heard the words and understood.

They all ignored the question ... Elder Hua was right. Tongxuan, it is already the limit to be able to control one French seal and two sword crickets ... When Gong Yuandu's pattern is broken, there are two sword crickets, which are already better.

Pan Litian laughed and said, "Your Excellency's approach really opens old eyes."

After speaking, he stepped back.

If even experienced seniors like Leng Luo and Pan Litian can't beat Gong Yuandu on the kendo, then others are even more impossible.

Younger juniors have little practice experience and are by no means gifted.

Hua Wudao arched his hand: "I don't care ... I'm only good at defense. Moreover, Liuhe Taoyin must enter the territories of Yuanshen to play its magical effect. In Kendo, it is an idiot.

Wave.

He also returned.

No one can fight the three veterans.

The scene seemed a little awkward.

Gong Yuandu hehe said, "I'm in the sword market, and I have studied hard for hundreds of years to practice kendo. It is not unusual to win you ..."

Duanmu Sheng waved his overlord gun and hummed:

"It's just some talk, but it's not a real competition. Fighting on the battlefield, who tells you the rules are fair?"

Yes indeed.

Who will suppress cultivation and who will hide the killer?

boom!

The overlord gun hit the bluestone floor.

Duanmu Sheng's vitality, like the waves, vented to the surroundings.

Others backed up again and again.

Even Pan Litian and Leng Luo did not have so much energy.

In the scene, only Duan Musheng and the mouth of the ink-colored coffin were far away.

After a moment of silence, Gong Yuandu spoke—

"If I fight hard, you will die ... Of course, I can't continue fighting."

The coffin did not move.

Seems to give Duanmu Sheng more time to think.

You dare?

Everyone at Motiange knew Duanmu Sheng's temper and shook his head.

Duanmu Sheng raises his hand!

With his maneuver, the overlord gun left the ground and fell into the palm of his hand.

Magnificent radon surrounds the overlord gun.

"Then try ..."

Hum!

A body about three feet tall appeared behind him.

Underneath the golden lotus, the two leaves spin slowly.

Everyone was uproar.

I didn't expect Duanmu Sheng to be so bold ... nor did he expect that he would stand in front without fear.

The atmosphere became violent, and it started immediately.

"Duanmu Sheng, listen to me, don't be reckless." Hua Wudao advised.

After all, this is the Kendo genius of Beidu.

He was able to set rules and discuss the practice of Tong Xuan as a sword, and had already given the opportunity.

Why fight for life?

not worth it!

"Elder Hua doesn't need to persuade ... Master is away, I don't like it, who likes it?"

The absence of Yu Tianrong and Yu Shangrong's Demon Pavilion, and Master's absence is naturally Duanmu Sheng's most important.

It stands to reason that Pan Litian and Leng Luo are all qualified to stand in the front. However, they are far from repairing and can only watch.

"good very good."

Gong Yuandu's voice raised, "I did look down on Brother Ji. Brother Ji has such a stupid ... so, let me wait and see, the real Kendo."

The vitality around the coffin violently fluctuated.

Compared with just now, the world is very different.

however……

As the coffin slowly floated, a deeper voice came from the direction of Dongge:

"Back down."

Duanmu Sheng was full of excitement, and quickly knelt on one knee: "Master!"

Leng Luo, Pan Litian and Hua Wudao looked away.

Except for the three of them, the others knelt down: "The Lord."

Above Dongge, Luzhou stepped into the void, like a feather, drifting slowly.

Xiao Jieer greeted her, and said excitedly, "Master, you're finally here, the neurosis in the sword market has run into trouble!"

Luzhou fell.

Moving forward with a negative hand.

Leng Luo and others slightly arched towards the landing state.

Luzhou's eyes fell on the coffin, and he looked a little, and said, "Prepare wine."

Gong Yuandu's voice in the coffin trembled slightly, and he didn't know whether he was excited or excited: "Haha ... hahaha ... or Brother Ji understands me."

The female nun next to it quickly went to Beige and took a century of aging.

In front of the Motiange Hall, set down the tables and chairs.

Luzhou Fuxu said, "How are you, the elders, the younger ones who bully you later ... this one is assassinating you."

"..."

The coffin landed slowly.

Everyone booed.

Gong Yuandu, who was not alive just now, seemed to be stunned.

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"Brother Ji, he is not the one breaking the contract."

Luzhou looked relaxed.

In fact, he didn't know why he had been in retreat for so long.

Strangely, he felt like it was only a few days after he opened his eyes and suddenly realized that a month had passed.

Luzhou did not entangle this topic with him, but waved his sleeves.

A jar of wine flew up to the table.

"Do you plan to hide in the coffin all the time?"

The scent of wine came out.

Seeing Pan Litian's anxiety, Haha laughed: "I didn't expect to be a fellow in the same field! If I had known this, old people should fight with you, not sword!"

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