My Disciples Are All Villains

Pan Litian said:

"What is the matter between the old and the Qingqing River, and the Devil's Pavilion?"

"Don't the seniors don't admit the account?" Feng Liu said. He was really afraid that Pan Litian wouldn't admit the account after he entered the magic road.

only……

After all, Pan Litian came from Jingming Dao, the first master.

It is really not his style to pay the debts.

When he was rescued by the four princes, he did not hesitate to fight for years in order to repay his favor.

"The younger generations are not qualified to talk to the old. See the Qingqing River with the old." Pan Litian said.

"Alright, senior ... please."

The two walked in the air and flew towards the southeast.

In the night.

The two spoke while flying.

Feng Liukou asked: "Senior senior, with your identity and status, you can choose any of the seven famous gates. The lowest is the position of an elder. Why do you want to enter the Demon Pavilion?"

"Old and happy."

"Although Ji Laomo is terrifying ... but he can't carry his destiny after all. What's more, his age is no longer suitable for cultivating the lotus." Feng Liu said.

"Do you know how to cut lotus?" Pan Litian glanced at him.

"The method of slicing the lotus has spread throughout the entire practitioner, who doesn't know?" Feng Liu said.

Pan Litian grinned and said, "If you are old, you should lie dormantly and study the method of slicing lotus. When the nine leaves are there, you want to sweep the Devil's Pavilion.

"Time doesn't wait for others, Jiuye needs too long. There are so many treasures and exercises in Motiange, which school is not coveted?"

This is the point.

All the driving force is nothing more than interest.

What is the so-called magic and positive.

If it is really just to obliterate Ji Laomo, as long as the ten famous gates have to wait patiently for ten years, why bother with Mo Tiange?

All the disputes and contradictions of time are the roots of the word "interest".

Therefore, it is extremely important to take the lead first.

Feng Liufei flew and stopped suddenly, hanging in the air: "Old Senior ..."

"Ok?"

"Why not join the Zhen Cang School here ... The teacher said, as long as you join the Chen Cang School, the position of chief elder is none other than you." Feng Liu said.

Pan Litian suddenly felt that the young descendant, not knowing the good or bad, said: "Don't you understand the old words?"

"Unintelligible."

"Meet Feng Qinghe, naturally understand." Pan Litian said.

"I'm afraid you won't see your teacher anymore."

Hey, hey, hey ...

Hundreds of practitioners appeared around and over the woods.

Several people held bows and arrows, and some hovered high above.

"Trap?" Pan Litian frowned slightly.

Pan Litian didn't expect that the Zhen Cang School's closure would be so mean.

Feng Liu floated back and smiled, "The younger generation is also a last resort. The younger generation would like to persuade you to go back. Since you are not willing to go back, then bury it here."

Pan Litian held the wine gourd in his hand.

Fall down.

In this way, it was surrounded by the crowd.

"Old deceased thought that Feng Qinghe could be distinguished right from wrong. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly." Pan Litian lifted the wine gourd in his hand, poured wine into his mouth fiercely, and all the wine poured into the mouth.

The placket in front of him was also soaked by the spilled wine.

Feng Liu said: "There is no morality to speak with the devil, the younger generation should say it ... you are no longer in the peak state. If you are caught, you may still have a whole body."

Pan Litian threw it away.

The wine gourd turned into a golden gourd, spinning around him.

"You're right ... the old mortal body was seriously injured, it's really not the peak state anymore ... nevertheless--"

His voice sank, and Hong Liang shook his ears, "It's not like he can be bullied!"

boom!

Feet stomped on the ground, like an arrow from Hyun, straight into the air.

Pan Litian said he would do it, and the gourd burst into a dazzling golden light.

The gourd grows bigger and spins around!

Bang Bang Bang!

More than a dozen practitioners were immediately hit by the golden gourd, flew around, and spit out a **** blood in the sky.

"Drunkenness! What about the old trick?"

Feng Liu shouted: "Good repair! Bow and arrow serve!"

Several archers in the distance, shot Daogang Gang!

Suddenly, meteor lines appeared in the sky.

Hey, hey ...

Pan Litian threw out the golden gourd again, his figure sinking and banging ... The gourd surrounded the whole body and blocked all the arrows.

"Continue." Feng Liu ordered.

"Drunken Pillow!"

When sinking, Pan Litian suddenly flew laterally! Leaving the area of ​​Jiangang with lightning speed, the gourd hit two nearby practitioners.

Boom!

The two flew out, and when they flew out, the famed body of Shifang Qiankun only lighted up once and disappeared.

Pan Litian laughed and said, "The old wine is not so happy! If Feng Qinghe has only this means, I am afraid that he will be disappointed!"

"This is just the beginning."

Feng Liu waved his hand.

Ten kendo practitioners pierced Pan Litian from all directions.

Pan Litian, who is in the middle, felt the pressure from all directions.

He pressed down the sullen air of his chest, firmly controlling the old injury, and said in a deep voice: "Drunk lying on the battlefield!"

call!

Say Shen then sink.

The whole person fell to the ground like a boulder, and with a bang, both feet trampled the ground.

After avoiding the offense, the golden gourd was thrown out.

Bang Bang Bang!

The speed of the golden gourd reached its extreme, forming a golden circle in the air.

More than ten practitioners retreat at the same time!

"So strong!"

"Isn't he injured? How could he be so strong?"

Everyone backed away, watching Pan Litian with surprise.

"This shows that there is nothing wrong with the plan of the Devil Alliance. In short, he must die!"

Feng Liu said again, "Archer, don't stop!"

Hey, hey!

As the language fell, dozens of arrows came from the sky.

Pan Litian's eyes fell on Feng Liu's body, his whole body blooming, bang!

Jian Gang dissipated, and Pan Litian flew towards Feng Liu.

"Brother, step back!"

The practitioners in the surroundings folded their palms together at the same time, and took pictures one by one.

Suddenly, the sky was surrounded by characters.

Pan Litian had to give up the offense, press down again, and looked up: "Hao Ran Gang of Confucianism?"

The Confucian Haoran Gang Seal is also a kind of Haoran Gang Qi, but it only transforms the Qi into a seal into a character-like seal.

The essence of Taomen's runes is the same, except that Taomen's runes rely more on pen and ink.

The individual seals flew all over the sky, forming a regular pattern and swooping toward Pan Litian.

"block."

The golden gourd flew in front of it and kept spinning fast.

The characters attacked continuously, hitting the gourd as much as possible, banging ...

Continuous sounds and ripples interspersed with the ganglion made Pan Litian's arms numb.

At this time ...

Feng Liu flew sideways with his sword.

At the same time, a six-leaf dharma body bloomed on Feng Liu.

Buzz!

"Hao Ran Jian Gang!"

A huge gang of gas wrapped the sword in the hand of the seal, just like a long sword with gold glitter. When it flew rapidly, it rubbed against the air and formed a streamlined body like a bullet.

Pan Litian waved his hand, and the gourd drifted upward.

Double palm merge.

boom!

The palms stiffened the long sword.

嚓 ————

Pan Litian was pushed back with great force, his feet wrapped in gang gas rubbing against the ground, and two shallow grooves were drawn.

When stopped ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jian Gang is only half a foot away from Pan Litian.

The golden gourd is constantly spinning around above, blocking all the arrows.

"Sneak attack old?"

"You are old ... Like Ji Laomo, you are old. The first master of Jingming Road, even my six-leaf can't reach it, why should you sell your life for that Ji Laomo !?"

"Child, you are too tender!"

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