My Disciples Are All Villains

Since Yu Shangrong left Motian Pavilion, he picked all the masters with his sword without fail.

Whether it is Chen Wenjie, one of the three big sword idiots, or the six-leaf master, or even the seven-leaf master, who died under his sword.

Therefore, he took the fifth place on the black list.

If he didn't like to be alone and free, the ranking on the black list would only be higher.

No one knows how deep Xiu Shangrong's cultivation is.

He rumored that he was on par with Yu Zhenghai, a great disciple of Motiange.

The two entered the Devil's Court in the early years and became the proud disciples of Ji Tiandao, who got the true story of Ji Tiandao. There was a rumor that blue was better than blue.

Yu Yu Shangrong became famous in the battle of Shangyuan City accompanied by Dayan!

This move back and forth into the three souls ... is his famous sword skills.

He was imaginary and flickering.

The vision was obstructed, and Fangfo entered a dream.

As the opponent of Yu Shangrong, Luo Shisan, the space environment shaped by Jianxin Hell has become the best condition for the opponent to play.

The master does n’t do it.

I knew the ending as soon as I shot.

Miluo thirteen pupils contracted, instinctively put away Baijiedong meditation body, backed up, backed up again ...

Three left, right, middle, and right figures fluttered.

The red sword light cut through the huge sword blade, and at the same time moved forward ... the three figures combined.

When the huge sword 罡 was cut open by the red sword——

boom!

The apex of the top weapon was divided into two by Changsheng Sword!

Yu Yu Shangrong held the sword in his right hand and flickered his spine!

At the same time, Mantian ’s sword shovel seemed to stagnate for a moment, then fragmented.

The sound of fighting stopped abruptly.

The fight between the two people, the sum of the front and back without even a tea, has already been divided.

The disciples above the sword altar held their breath.

The whole picture seems to be frozen.

The disciples were a bit out of step, and turned their eyes to look at their master, which is Sword Master Luo XIII.

Thirteen eyes widened, and Luo looked at the red sword in front of him.

Hold the tip of the sword against his brows ...

But not stabbed!

Yu Yushang's control is negligible, even if he moves forward a little bit more ... he can let Jiansheng Luo thirteen fall on the spot.

He didn't do it!

No one knows why.

Miluo San looked at Yu Shangrong with a smile in horror.

The gap is too big ... he doesn't understand, he can't understand.

Is hardly a level fight.

The thirsty sword Saint Luo thirteen can't make a move in the hands of the sword demon ... What level is it to say?

What is holy is naturally transcendent, so it can be called holy!

Xuan Dayan, who can be holy, is a master ...

The sword sword master is his best compliment on Kendo attainment.

Nian and Luo Changqing, one of the three swordsman brethren, may not stand the praise.

However ...

The sword master was defeated by the sword demon.

如何 How can he accept this huge psychological gap?

After being silent for a long time, Luo Shisan said:

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Everyone in the world knows the principle of the sword demon ... as long as he opens the mouth to kill someone, then he must kill. No matter where this person flees, the ends of the earth ...

This time, Yu Shangrong didn't even kill!

Yu Yu Shangrong palm loose.

Changsheng sword floated slowly and took the initiative to sheath!

"Under this sword, you are already the soul of my sword. But ..."

The temperature of the Shangyu language in Yuyu is mild and the voice is light. "I can make an exception once and spare your life."

Exception?

Miluo Shisan did not understand the meaning.

The disciples on the sword altar have been dumbfounded.

Their most awesome master was defeated in such a way without a surprise, how could they not be surprised?

He slumped and sat on the ground, his legs trembling.

Because the distance is too far away, they can only see Yu Shangrong holding his arms and hovering in front of the master ... like an old friend chatting.

I couldn't hear what they were saying.

Milo XIII was full of doubts and said, "What then?"

Ji Yu Shangrong said:

"Two choices: one is for your life in exchange for black mandarin lotus; the other is that you have the right to reject the first one and I will come back to kill you three days later. I respect the choice of each opponent."

"..."

This is a very reasonable statement, but it sounds strange to me, but I can't fault it.

Luo Luo thirteen frowned.

"Black Mangosteen is a valuable thing, even if it is the person who was destroyed by Dan Tian Qi Hai, you can use this thing to restore it. Dignified sword demon, also need this thing?"

Xiu Shangrong's revisions have been proven.

Miluo Thirteen felt that Yu Shangrong wanted Hei Mianlian to just want to give himself a home. If necessary, he would save his life if he encountered a strong hand injury.

Yu Yu Shangrong smiled and said:

"you misunderstood."

"Oh?"

"I have a little sister and sister, named Ci Xieer, who is innocent and humorous. Hei Mulian is asking for her." Yu Shangrong turned to look at Mo Tiange.

In the endless sea of ​​clouds, the rising mist, pierced sunlight, refracting the rainbow-like rays, set his back long and straight.

Sister Xiaoshi?

What kind of kite?

Do you treat people with humility?

"I have no idea." Luo Shisan said.

"Please speak."

Yu Yushang's tone is still very mild.

既然 "Since you left Motiange, you are no longer a disciple of Motiange. Why would you help her?"

"Help?"

Ji Yu Shangrong shook his head slightly, and chuckled, "Luo Shisan, help or not, what are you doing?"

Luo Luo thirteen one.

I was speechless by Yu Shangrong.

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What's more, he still lost.

"Although I have never known you, but this battle ... You are not a man of unrighteousness, why do you want to be the target of all evil?" Luo Shisan was puzzled.

I heard that.

Yu Yu Shangrong still looked calm and said, "You want to teach me?"

"This ..." Luo Shisan was awkward.

"I still remember, the last one who said this to me was empty." Yu Shangrong said.

Ye Kongming? Dakong Temple is empty! Luo Shisan was surprised.

According to rumors, Dakong Temple Kongming died in the hands of Zhao Yue, the fifth disciple of Motiange.

I didn't expect that the real black hand behind the scenes was actually the sword demon Yu Shangrong.

I also want to come, Kongming is a master of Dakong Temple, how can Zhao Yue's strength be repaired to easily kill Kongming.

But these are not important ... whoever killed, this account is kept on the head of Mo Tiange.

Ji Yu Shangrong continued: "Don't follow the clear footsteps ..."

Miluo thirteen wanted to say something, but swallowed back alive.

Was educated?

What good is it to say those people who can't even teach Dakong Temple Kongming?

Miluo thirteen looked at the man in front of him ...

I can hardly imagine that he is a sword demon.

Yu Yu Shangrong embraced his arms, set foot on the void, and walked towards the sky outside the sword altar.

"I always adhere to principles and never make exceptions. Once I make an exception, I cherish it."