My Disciples Are All Villains

When the 20-foot Red Lotus Dharma Body appeared in the sky, the disciples of the Jiuzhong Hall raised their heads one after another. Every corner, every pavilion, no matter whether it is busy or laid back, look up. Many people throughout their lives can't see the appearance of Shiba's dharma body. It is a great joy in life to be able to appreciate one of the most beautiful works of art in the world, and it is the greatest expectation of practitioners.

Practice has a goal.

It is a pity that this short-lived splendor did not last long, and it dissipated into the sky like fireworks.

In the attic near the north side, Yu Zhenghai restrained his inner excitement and shock, watching the twenty-foot law body disappear, and could not calm down for a long time.

He looked at some of them.

He knew that the Jiuzhongdian was very strong, but at this point, it was completely beyond his expectations.

He did not continue to stand with his hands down. After witnessing this shocking scene with his own eyes, he sat down.

A young disciple, after tidying up his room in Zhenghai, was equally shocked.

"That's a ten-leaf dharma body?" Yu Zhenghai asked.

"Yes... yes, senior."

"Do you know whose dharma body that is?"

"Small, the villain only knows that it seems that a general has arrived, went, and went to the lord of the hall." The young disciple swallowed.

"Who is the owner of the palm print?"

Although Yu Zhenghai was shocked, his control of his emotions far exceeded those of his younger generations.

"Yes, it should be... Sikong, Lord Sikong." The young disciples only knew that the highest person in the Jiuzhong Hall was Sikong Beichen. He had never seen Sikong Beichen shot and could not judge the master of the palm seal.

Yu Zhenghai frowned, thinking secretly, if that was the case, it would be difficult for him to leave here in the future.

He clenched his fists and kept thinking about the scene of the huge palm print in his mind, muttering: "Strong than Master..."

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[Ding, kill a target, gain 5500 merits, and increase the earth's boundary by 1500. 】

In the Jiuzhong Holy Palace, I do not know how long it has been silent.

Everyone stared at the sky that had already been restored to nothing, leaving no trace. In the clear sky, even the clouds can't be seen, where the red lotus bloomed, and even on the flat ground below, no traces or traces... there is the shadow of Chen Beizheng, the general of Zhenbei.

Everyone breathed silently, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

The air stagnate to the extreme, as uncomfortable as it is stuffy in the water.

Including this tall, awe-inspiring master of the Nineth Palace, Sikong Beichen.

The first five of them, blinking their already staring eyes, blurring their eyes, and purely physical stimulation, made them suddenly understand the gap with the old man who shot. Looking back at the scene where five people besieged the seniors, I realized how ridiculous and childish it is.

Xia Changqiu and Tian did not boast a wonderful expression, and finally understood why the old predecessors were so confident.

Ji Fengxing's sentence may be right... Older senior, really invincible!

The status and strength of General Zhenbei is obvious to all. He defeated the alien practitioners in northern Xinjiang all the way to the north and killed the alien nest, which is a famous killing god. Although Sikong Beichen had a certain victory over him, he could not achieve such a clean move.

As for the three apprentices in Luzhou, the image of Master has been refreshed once again, which is taller than ever.

A pungent smell pulled Yao Qingquan back from the shock.

His nose moved, and when he looked back, he realized that Kong Lu was sitting on the floor, on the carpet, already wet.

The elders of the ninth hall of the hall are scared to pee.

Sikong Beichen said: "Slave his staff outside the hall."

Did not look at it, waved his hand.

"Yes."

"Forgiveness, forgiveness...forgiveness—" Kong Lu uttered incoherently, trembling all over.

Zhu Xuan was sweating heavily, his back was full of sweat, and he bowed his head and said nothing more.

It wasn't long after Kong Lu was dragged out that he made a loud scream.

...

Chen Beizheng's two subordinates had already stood still, and then suddenly woke up and looked angry at everyone.

He Xuren, Sikong Beichen, must have extraordinary means in the face of such emergencies. He was calm and calm, and said indifferently, "Kill."

"Yes."

The four first shots together, quickly took the two out.

In the holy palace, there is no objection.

Si Kong Beichen slowly turned around, facing the same gray-haired old man, and raised his hand seriously.

Such a character... why don't people face it?

Luzhou just glanced at him, then walked over to the chair next to him, and slowly sat down... This is still a color.

Sikong Beichen didn't understand... When Luzhou first entered the Holy Palace, he really didn't care, he didn't take it seriously, so that he neglected the guests. It was normal for the guests to react. Sikong Beichen returned, instead of walking up the steps, but sat across from him.

The waitresses trembled and hurriedly tidied up the Holy Palace. After a while, they cleaned up the clean and damaged areas and had to repair them later.

Before changing, who would dare to treat Sikong Beichen with such an attitude?

The rest are listed on the left and right, and dare not speak out.

While luzhou caressed, Luzhou looked at Sikong Beichen indifferently and said:

"Are you the master of this nineth hall?"

Sikong Beichen nodded and said, "The old man's methods are amazing and eye-opening."

"It's just a little worm."

Si Kong Beichen sighed softly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said: "The old gentleman killed him, I am afraid that the court will not give up."

"That's your Jiuzhong Temple. This person is bad, you don't want to get rid of him?"

"Thinking is one thing, removing is another. The Jiuzhongdian has stood up to now, it is no longer brilliant, and it doesn't want to build too many enemies." Sikong Beichen said.

"So... you dare to choose to spread the wild on the old man's head?" Luzhou stared at Sikong Beichen.

Si Kong Beichen frowned.

The death of Chen Beizheng will inevitably bring more troubles, but when did the Jiugongdian offend such a strong man?

At this time, Zhu Xuan, standing on the side, kneeled down and kowtowed, "The Lord of the Palace, forgive sins, please forgive sins... I don't know that Brother Yu is a senior disciple of the old senior, I really don't know that day. Fighting hard with him, not knowing each other, and feeling sorry for each other, he invited him to be a guest at the Jiuzhong Temple. During this time, I showed hospitality and did not neglect my brother. Please ask the master to forgive me!

boom!

Knocked on the floor, making a clear sound.

This is the awe-inspiring nine leaves, in front of the strong, only the tail begging pity.

What is a deterrent.

This is the case for killing chickens and monkeys.

Si Kong Beichen captured the key, Shen said: "Don't hurry to release the old gentleman's apprentice?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go..." Zhu Xuan shivered.

After Zhu Xuan left.

Sikong Beichen bowed to the landing state and said, "Before there was much neglect, I still hope Haihan."

Seeing his attitude is acceptable, Luzhou was satisfied with this wave of deterrence, so he said: "How old is the old man?"

Sikong Beichen's old face squeezed out a smile, nodded, and recalled the scene just now, saying: "The old man has this amazing method, he can defeat Chen Beizheng with one move, dare to ask whether he has opened his life?"

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