My Disciples Are All Villains

Vol 2 Chapter 297: Master tricks

They don't know why Gong Yuandu laughed.

Zhou Jifeng decisively ordered: "Withdraw."

The crowd backed away, back into the barrier.

Pan Zhong looked up at the power of the barrier.

Worried in my heart.

The power of the barrier is so unimaginable ... Can it withstand a strong man like Gong Yuandu?

Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong knew that they couldn't stop such a master, so this was the best way to go back to the barrier.

however,

The coffin, like no man's land, crossed the barrier and entered the interior of Jinting Mountain.

The barrier is okay ... and there are no fluctuations.

"This……"

They cannot understand.

The coffin continued to hover over the heads of the crowd, staring at them like a pair of eyes.

Pan Zhong saw the lines under the coffin.

Surprised and said, "The pattern?"

This is not an ordinary coffin.

Otherwise, how can you survive in the sword market for years without being eroded and corrupted?

The surface of the coffin looks smooth, and the lines are all below.

Gong Yuandu's hoarse voice sounded: "The afterlife is awesome ..."

"Gong, old man ... you, you better change the day, come again ..." Zhou Jifeng pulled out his sword and made a fight.

"Shenting? Hehe ... hehe ..."

Laughter shows that Gong Yuan didn't take him seriously.

After all, he is a kendo genius in the northern capital.

call!

The coffin dives down!

The crowd sacrificed their vitality at the same time, sorrowful.

boom!

The black coffin suddenly smashed everyone's breath.

Zhou Jifeng, Pan Zhong and the female practitioners retreated at the same time.

Vulnerable.

There is no need to show more strength, which is enough to prove that the Gong Yuandu in this coffin has at least the repair of the Yuan God's robbery.

After all, the divine court is the divine court.

Even if it is a hundred divine courts, it is not worth one yuan god.

However, the coffin was not dead.

After the radon gas was defeated, the coffin floated behind the crowd and said quietly, "Lead the way."

That is at this time--

A female practitioner on the mountain swooped down and exclaimed: "The elders have the order and let the old elders go up the mountain."

...

Motian Pavilion, in front of the main hall.

Leng Luo, Pan Litian, Hua Wudao stood in front, Duanmu Sheng, Xiao Jieer was on the left and right. All others are listed behind.

The coffin was suspended in front of the crowd.

Face each other.

When actually witnessing the coffin, Leng Luo and Pan Litian glanced at each other and shook their heads secretly.

Worlds, full of wonders.

Although they are well-informed old seniors, this is the first time they have seen such anecdotes.

Oh, a coffin came to find something ... Do you believe it?

Silent for a long time.

The coffin said: "Where is Brother Ji?"

Leng Luo replied: "The Lord is closing the door."

He was also very calm.

After all, they are all old foxes alive, and they know what each other is thinking. At this time, it is meaningless to play the kind of inattentive eyes, it is better to be frank.

"Retreat?" Gong Yuandu's voice seemed low and confused.

"Since the return of Jianxu, the owner has been retreating. Don't you believe?" Pan Litian said.

The coffin moved left and right.

Around the coffin, there was a clear wave of vitality.

Rippling around ...

Immediately after that, those vitality disappeared.

One end of the coffin, toward the middle of Leng Luo and Pan Litian, stagnated and floated.

"Who are you?"

This question is two people.

Leng Luo didn't hide, and said, "Leng Luo."

Pan Litian said, "Oldness ..." He originally wanted to say that he was Pan Litian, but suddenly stopped, remembering all the ways of Jingming Tao, and rephrased, "Oldness is a beggar, not worth mentioning."

Gong Yuandu hehe said:

"Leng Luo, counting, it should be a master on the black list three hundred years ago ... As for you, hehe, when will Brother Ji become so kind, and even beggars will accept it?"

"The lord's house is kind-hearted, and the old is willing to stay."

"Fun, fun ..."

For the first time, Gong Yuandu heard that someone would boast about him in front of him.

This is rare in the world.

I was used to swearing and tired of condemnation, and suddenly someone boasted that it was not quite used to it.

"Gong Yuandu ... you have to challenge the owner, I'm afraid to let you down." Leng Luo said.

Everyone looked at Leng Luo.

He does have this qualification, calling Gong Yuandu's name directly.

Including the next Pan Litian.

"Ok?"

"I've entered the Magic Pavilion." Leng Luo said surprisingly.

Gong Yuandu was silent.

Although he hid in the coffin, it was obvious that he should be thinking about something.

A moment later, Gong Yuandu's voice slowly emerged from the coffin: "Leng Luo, if you are injured, you don't need to scare me anymore. As for the old beggar, although your body's breath flow is weak, but it is a man who has been tried and tested ... Unfortunately, with your current practice, it is impossible to defeat me. "

That's a word.

Leng Luo and Pan Litian looked at each other again.

Others were surprised.

It stands to reason.

Experts are good at concealing their own cultivation.

How did Gong Yuan do it?

Leng Luo remembered that the vitality that was flowing under the coffin just now ... said, "You have some means."

"Rewarded."

"The kendo genius of the North Capital, Gong Yuandu, wants to come nine hundred years old ... If you're okay, would you come with a coffin?" Leng Luo said.

This conversation came down.

Both sides fell into silence.

Gong Yuandu came with the coffin, and the purpose was obvious, that is, he was ready to die.

If he was really at its peak, would he not be afraid of death?

Ha ha.

Hehehe.

There was another laugh in the coffin--

"I have only two regrets in my life ..."

"One, failed to break through the problem of long life span."

"Two, I couldn't defeat Brother Ji."

"Unfortunately, I don't have much time. If I can satisfy my regret, I will die.

Leng Luo said, "If you want to win the cabinet ... you must pass my level first."