My Teacher is Sun Wukong

"Hey, come to help?" The old man in black smiled. "However, if you add up to the three juniors, I am afraid it will not help."

Originally, he was still worried about it. Ding is an enemy, he is not an opponent. Now I saw two students, and he just let go of it. I thought, it seems that God wants to help me grab this sword today.

"You are also in the ancient martial arts?" However, Xiao Fei did not pay attention to the arrogance of the old man, but asked curiously to Ma Xiaoling.

"What is it?" Ma Xiaoling said with a smile. "Don't you, too?"

"I am not, she is." Xiao Fei pointed to Nie Huoling.

"You also hide deep enough. At first I thought you were an ordinary girl." Nie Huoling said.

"Are you not?" Ma Xiaoling said with a smile. When she laughed, she was very beautiful and gave a special beauty. There is no ugly girl in the demon girl group.

The chat content of the three people directly made the black man think they were... really young. Those veteran ancient martial artists, as long as they are not the same door, will not be able to say anything about their own situation after they have encountered it. Even the three words of the ancient martial arts will not be said. And they said it was so easy, it seems like a joke.

It is no wonder that Xiao Fei, Nie Huo Ling and Ma Xiaoling are all 16 or 17 years old. It is not as sophisticated or sleek as those of the old. When you are young, you will be impulsive, that is, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Among the practitioners of the ancient martial arts, only the juniors like them are not reliable.

Of course, young age also has the advantage of being young, they are bloody, upright, and hateful. Those who are savvy are not living true.

Just as they spoke, the old man in black showed a smear of color on his face. The footsteps quickly stepped out, the palms turned, and the quickness was like Ma Xiaoling's palm shot.

He came to kill and win the treasure, but not to find them to learn from each other, as long as they can kill, so they are talking and playing the means of sneak attack.

When he attacked this one, the strength was extremely large, and he was still screaming in the wind. He is an early master of the mysterious class, and the strength is certainly not bad. Moreover, he also practiced the hard work of iron sand palm, and he can attack with the palm of his hand.

He has a full hand and can bend the steel plate. If you hit someone, you can definitely break a few ribs directly. If you hit the key parts, you can even kill someone. The ancient Wu practitioners knew the acupuncture points of the human body, and the place where he attacked was Ma Xiaoling’s chest.

The three saw it and immediately went away.

Ma Xiaoling's cultivation is not weak. When talking with Xiao Fei and Nie Huoling, he also pays attention to the old man in black. Nie Huo Ling is not the target of the black man, so she can avoid it. And Xiao Fei, not to mention.

"You two don't intervene, this waste, I will deal with it!" Ma Xiaoling said after hiding from Xiao Fei.

"choke"

After that, Ma Xiaoling has pulled out the Qinglong sword.

waste? When I heard Ma Xiaoling's words, the old man in black smiled. However, he did not say anything, but one move and one move, and attacked Ma Xiaoling.

The palm of the hand is very fierce, with the whistling wind. Blowing in the silent night sky, it looks very domineering.

Jade sword method!

Ma Xiaoling was not afraid to see it, but a long sword, facing the attack of the old man, swept past him. Her sword posture is very beautiful, and the attack is in place. It can be seen that her swordsmanship still has an ignition.

brush!

However, just when Ma Xiaoling’s sword had not been drawn to his shoulder. The old man in black stretched his hand to the waist, followed by a brilliance, flashing in the night sky. In the hands of the old man in black, there was actually a soft sword. This sword directly attacked Ma Xiaoling.

The old man is a seven-star sword, and the best weapon is definitely a sword. But he did not put the sword outside, but wrapped around his waist like a belt. The soft sword is placed at the waist, and when attacked, it can be unexpected.

Those who don't know his details are very easy to follow his way.

"laugh!"

Sure enough, Ma Xiaoling did not escape his sword. On her arm, she was drawn with a long **** mouth and blood. This is still because she is hiding faster, if not, it is very likely that he will be directly cut by his sword and die.

However, Ma Xiaoling did not care that she had been injured, and her body quickly retreated. If it is an ordinary girl, seeing that he is hurt and bleeding, he will definitely be scared and crying. However, Ma Xiaoling is an ancient Wu practitioner and has experienced many things. Therefore, she is not afraid, but instead bravely confronts the enemy and takes the opportunity to fight back.

"Now, who is the waste?" The old man in black sneered, "Today I will not only kill you, but also kill both of them and kill the treasure!"

"A good murderer wins the treasure, actually said so confident." Xiao Fei smiled. In the cultivation of immortals, the killing of treasures is too common, but few people say it directly. And this old man also feels that he is winning today, this is what he said.

When the expert took a shot, he knew if there was any, and Ma Xiaoling played against him. The old man in black judged that her cultivation should be the peak of the yellow level. Therefore, he believes that among the three juniors, Ma Xiaoling should be the most powerful. Solved Ma Xiaoling, the other two are not to mention.

"You don't have that skill yet!" However, Ma Xiaoling was a bite of silver teeth and said coldly.

"Ma Xiaoling, do you want me to shoot, use a finger to help you destroy him?" Xiao Fei asked Ma Xiaoling.

"Do you want me to help?" Nie Huoling also said.

"No!" said Ma Xiaoling. "This thing started because of me. I solved it myself."

While talking, the old man in black took a soft sword and kept attacking Ma Xiaoling. The sword is shining and the water is impenetrable. And every type of sword is extremely strange and sultry, as if I can't wait to put her to death.

And Ma Xiaoling is constantly parrying, but for a time it can withstand it. Suddenly, Ma Xiaoling's feet were on the ground, and quickly retraced back more than ten meters.

Put the Qinglong sword across the chest, and then the sword pointed to the old man in black, and recited the spell in the mouth: "Pro, soldiers, buckets, people, arrays, columns, in, before!"

boom!

A group of cold, blue-colored breath, instantly rushed out from the tip of the Qinglong sword. This group of atmosphere formed a huge shadow of the dragon, and rushed to the old man, just to meet the black man who rushed to her.

In the midair, the old man in black has no time to dodge, and is directly hit by the breath of Qinglong. Then he fell to the ground, spit blood, and never moved again.

"Great!" Nie Huo Ling screamed.