My Disciples Are All Villains

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In fact, he was hiding his strength during the First World War in Yanzhou.

Fighting with Ma Luping, one of the eight commanders in chief, if it is really only six-leaf, how could it be entangled with the battle-hardened Baye Maluping?

He is very confident, but has not reached the point of madness!

Forty-nine days of guarding the quagmire has been practicing all the time.

The excellent location of the quagmire not only gave Yu Zhenghai the chance to resurrect, but also gave him the opportunity to break through. Yu Shangrong, who stepped on Baye again, rediscovered the feeling of the past.

He is fast... almost infinitely close to the top.

At the same time, the sky-long spears hit the air with a purple aperture.

At this time, Yu Shangrong's figure disappeared...

Basil's heart sank, and he was extremely excited.

Although he has killed countless people and faced countless enemies. Not dare to have any small eyes Yu Shangrong heart.

In the next second, the sky!

Bang Bang Bang!

Every figure is trying his best to wave his longevity sword.

"Xuemantianshan."

The spear fell like snow.

Slashing snow is just one of Yu Shangrong's methods of practicing swordsmanship since childhood.

So... the wind he played was light and light, and lightly written.

Pick, stab, stab, hack, hang, point, cut, cut... All the basic moves of swordsmanship are reflected in the sky.

All the purple apertures are cut by the sword of longevity, like a watermelon, split into two halves, dissipating in the air.

The spear snapped off and fell into the abyss.

Basil's eyes were like fire, staring at the sky, waving his scepter—

"guard."

An aperture that is distinctly different from other purple areas, with Basil as the center, spreads around and also carries a small canopy.

The wizards were shrouded in a three-dimensional screen with a fuchsia aperture.

...

The young boy Yu Zhenghai held Yu Shangrong's scabbard and showed his fiery eyes...this is the strength he longed for, and the cultivation he longed for. Although he imagined all the possible extreme forces. But when Yu Shangrong really went all out, he still subverted his perception.

In a trance, he remembered the scenes of fighting with people in the street when he was young, the peace of his brother, the suffering of being sold to Loulan, and the loss of bread for the sake of a full stomach. He is eager to become a powerful practitioner one day in the future. Only in this way will they not be trampled in the mud and bullied.

He craves stronger power than anyone...

The young boy Yu Zhenghai opened his eyes wide and looked at the sky full of swords-

"Good!"

Unfortunately……

At the moment, Yu Shangrong was concentrating on purple witchcraft, but he didn't hear this compliment from his heart.

At the end of Xuemantianshan, the sky full of spears and purple aperture were destroyed by countless swords and guts, cut off and dissipated.

Buzz!

When Yu Shangrong fell, the dharma body opened.

The huge ten-foot-high dharma body waved with a pair of golden palms.

The wizards looked up and exclaimed:

"How can it be?"

boom!

The huge golden palm of the dharma body falls!

The purple barrier burst into a halo and spread to all sides. Yu Shangrong held the longevity sword and stood in front of him. His **** were attached to the blade and his face was calmly controlled.

He is like a tiger waiting for an attack. As long as the barrier is broken, he will pounce on it as soon as possible.

Basil, frightened, ordered:

"Sacrifice."

Two of the wizards jumped decisively into the center of the barrier, and the whole body burned.

The purple barrier has become stronger and thicker...When the purple has converged to a certain degree, the color is black.

Purple is black.

boom!

The huge dharma body beats down again!

Halo ripples, ripple ripples.

Yu Shangrong saw that the purple barrier had become stronger... He smiled slightly: "Interesting."

He threw the longevity sword in his hand into the air.

The longevity sword flew vertically downwards and floated.

Fly before the dharma body, between palms.

The dharma body shook his palms and held the longevity sword.

The longevity sword shined brightly and was wrapped in a huge gang gas, forming an oversized Jiangang with the longevity sword as the core.

Basil's face was red, and his eyes were full of shock.

"The Fashen can be used like this?"

"I really underestimated you."

boom!

Dharma body grabbed Jian Gang and poked down!

Jian Gang was a breeze and penetrated the purple barrier.

Purple fragmented!

"It's over! Step back!"

Someone shouted loudly.

Basil clenched his scepter, his figure swayed, and retreated a kilometer away.

The remaining wizards are not so lucky.

The moment Yu Shangrong's body dissipated, Chang Shengjian returned to his palm.

Indifferent smile, step forward.

Jiangang was in full swing... Suddenly, dozens of people were dismembered and flew by longevity sword limbs. Broken limbs in the sky, the blood fell like rain.

The witchcraft practitioners fled around and kept retreating.

...

[Ding, kill a target and gain 10 merits. 】

[Ding, kill a target and gain 10 merits. 】

The cueing sound in the ear was like the bubbling of the pool, which puzzled Luzhou.

He raised his head and looked out of the Taizheng Palace.

After ten consecutive draws, the non-chief possessed, making it difficult for Luzhou to calm down and continue the draw.

Luzhou lost his hand and walked out of the Grand Palace.

Looking west...

The sun is about to sink.

Half of the sky has been red by Xia Guang.

More than two months have passed, and there is still no news of Yu Zhenghai.

I don't know what Yu Shangrong is doing now.

He caressed while thinking, should he be a master, should he have more trust in his apprentices.

Anyway, they are the best among the eight leaves.

At this point, Luzhou said to himself: "I hope not to let the old man down."

...

Above the vast abyss.

After some fighting.

The two sides faced each other, and the surroundings became quiet.

Hundreds of witchcraft practitioners were lost this time, which is a huge loss.

Yu Shangrong's power is beyond Basil's imagination.

Blood stained in Basil's eyes, staring at Yu Shangrong.

The air was depressed, and there was a faint smell of blood.

After a long silence, Basil said: "You are strong."

"then?"

"If you didn't take the dead hand just now, I might have evacuated there, as if nothing happened; but, with so many people dead, I can't explain to the king, to the king, to the king's family." Basil said.

Yu Shangrong has not spoken yet.

The young man behind him was not afraid, and laughed: "Why your life is life, but my life is not life? Why can someone die, why can't you die? Why can you have an explanation, others can't?" Have an account?"

"..." Basil looked at the young man Yu Zhenghai.

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In this world, Yu Zhenghai hates the Loulan people the most.

"Brother." The tone of Juvenile Yu Zhenghai became serious and sincere.

"Ok?"

"Kill them all for me!" Yu Zhenghai braved his intention to kill.

He did not know whether Yu Shangrong would grant him this request, but now he had no choice.

Everything is from the heart.

He turned to look at Yu Shangrong, who was holding the sword of longevity.

After a moment of silence, Yu Shangrong looked sideways, showing a smile, and then responded indifferently: "As you wish."

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