My Disciples Are All Villains

Without the pattern, the coffin remained here.

The dying is fearless.

Gong Yuandu's attitude is also basically clear.

After the lines disappeared.

Gong Yuandu's voice spread through Motiange: "On the sword with Tao ..."

On the sword by Tao?

Everyone looked at each other.

In the practice world, hundreds of practitioners contend, but they all share the same goal. Essentially, they all mobilize Qihai or the surrounding vitality and condense into maggots. Only the concept of each house is different. The three gates of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Taoism have divergent ideas, creating different methods of practice. Daomen, the highest achievement in Kendo.

Therefore, many practitioners who like sword art will choose Daomen's practice methods.

Jiang Aijian, Yunzong Luo thirteen, Luo Changqing, Jian Chi Chen Wenjie, and even Leng Luo and Pan Litian all originated from Taoist practice.

The origins are the same, and their own understandings are different from each other ... So under the door, there are 100 more people, some people run away, some people defend, some people attack ...

There are also people who are highly savvy and understand new kendo.

Gong Yuandu is like this.

"On the sword?" Pan Litian laughed. "The old man thought you were going to fight with us."

The coffin was silent.

Did not speak.

Duanmusheng took a breath and said, "That's all for me. Fighting. The senior is good at it. I can't."

Hearing this heart.

Speaking of the sword well, how come it turned into a fight for you?

Xiao Jieer whispered, "I'm not good at scolding, I don't want to be a **** in the future."

"..."

Leng Luo and Pan Litian looked at the coffin.

I do n’t know what the genius Gong Yuandu, who is a kendo in the coffin, felt at the moment.

Pan Litian laughed and said, "The old man feels that he really wants to talk about swords ... Xiaojie is enough to beat you."

"I agree." Leng Luo nodded.

"The junior agrees too." Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong agreed.

Little Kitty: "???"

Hum--

The coffin trembled slightly, making a strange noise.

At this time, a weak vitality condensed around the coffin to form a maggot.

One by one, ice-sword-like swordsmen float around and rotate around.

Suddenly disappeared.

Disappeared without a trace.

It can be seen that Gong Yuan in the coffin was a little angry.

Gong Yuandu said in a deep voice: "On the sword, of course, not just talking about it, but also putting it into practice."

"Oh?" Pan Litian couldn't understand and said, "What do you mean, while talking about swords, while fighting?"

"natural."

Everyone was stunned.

The mood of relaxation just became tense again.

This person is definitely neurotic!

And he is not ill.

"But ... there is no need to fight desperately," Gong Yuandu said.

Gong Yuandu continued: "Practitioners can master the vitality from the quenched body into Tongxuan. Until Shenting Yudao, they can master the practice of Tao ... by the method of royal Tao, they can control Tongxuan's vitality and use sword theory Tao ... the same is true of Kendo. "

Pan Litian laughed and laughed: "Lao Shih understands, you and I only use Tongxuan's practice as a comparison, without opening the body and using weapons ... is Lao Shi right?"

To put it bluntly, that is to suppress cultivation, simply compare the experience and swordplay.

This is the best way for both parties.

The repair of Leng Luo and Pan Litian did not recover.

Duanmu Sheng and Xiao Xie'er Xiu are high, but if the two sides fight desperately, they will not take advantage.

After all, the other party is already a mortal person.

"natural……"

When Gong Yuandu said this.

The coffin flipped back again.

Flat on the ground.

The coffin is tall and low at an inclined angle.

The high side faces everyone.

There is a **** character engraved on it: it looks like the scripture of the scriptures superimposed on top and bottom.

It looks strange.

"Let's discuss first, then decide the outcome ... please." Gong Yuandu's voice rolled out with a wave of sound and spread throughout the Motian Pavilion.

Hua Wudao waved his hand while turning back:

"Later juniors don't have to participate ... at their level, they pay more attention to the experience of Kendo. Look at it ..."

Everyone arched their hands.

Pan Litian and Leng Luo looked at each other.

"Let me do it……"

Leng Luo said walking a few steps forward.

As he stepped into the field.

Around the mouth of the coffin, sword-shaped sword-shaped cones of different shapes appeared, a bit irregular in shape, and looked strange.

"The origin of Kendo, provokes vitality, condenses into a maggot and a blade. Through the mysterious vitality, there are at most two swords.

Anyway.

The sword puppets around the coffin dissipated.

Only two swords are left.

Leng Luo raised his right hand, palm up: "The soldiers are expensive, not expensive ..."

A relatively stout, huge sword-pump appeared on his palm.

There is only the power of Tong Xuan.

Hua Wudao saw the situation and said: "This is the collision of Kendo concepts ... and see if you win or lose."

Next second.

The swords on both sides of the coffin spun out toward Leng Luo.

The sword cricket in Leng Luo's hand also flew out.

At this time, everyone saw a difference.

Because of the irregular shape, when the sword flies were flying in the air, they changed their trajectory!

At the same time went towards Leng Luo.

The coffin was also turned up three hundred and sixty degrees at this time.

Only with the practice of Tong Xuan, he avoided this sword.

Leng Luo's body flickered ... and one of the swords opened.

boom!

Another sword falcon is actually changing its trajectory.

Something unexpected--

Leng Luo raised his hand ... the forefinger and **** caught the sword.

Swords dissipated.

The scene calmed down.

The crowd looked aghast.

I don't know who wins and who loses.

The crowd looked at the dark coffin intently.

There are no gorgeous fights, no strong vitality fluctuations, and no cunning tricks.

Only understanding of swordsmanship.

"I lost." Leng Luo arched.

He didn't want to justify, and he didn't need to justify.

In fact, everyone can see that Leng Luo has some ideas.

But that's the case with discussions. Carelessness or underestimation of the enemy are fatal weaknesses.

When Leng Luo clamped his sword, he was sure that even if he took it seriously, it would end up with a few more moves.

The result is the same, it is better to be more refreshed, to give up the end.

"..."

Hua Wudao once again acted as a narrator: "Leng's predecessor received the sword cricket with his bare hands, and it was indeed handled perfectly. Unfortunately, Tong Xuan had just passed through the hardening body and was unable to receive the sword cricket with his bare hands. I scratched my neck. However, Senior Leng is good at Dao Yin, and Kendo is not his specialty. "

The crowd nodded.

"It is indeed the first kendo genius in the northern capital ... Condensed out of the irregular swordsmanship. Admire, admire ..." Leng Luo stepped back.

Pan Litian stepped out.

After taking a sip of wine, he threw the gourd to Pan Zhong: "Catch it."

This old Pan's heart is really big, and his weapons can be so casual.

"Leng Luo is not Leng Luo ... Leng Luo is too tender and experience is too shallow ..."

Leng Luo was silent.

If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to explain.

These **** words are getting weird every day, without any new ideas.

Gong Yuandu said, "Old beggar?"

"It's old."

"The way of Kendo, Tongxuan can give birth to yin and yang, transform Taiji, give birth to four elephants, endless and endless ..." Gong Yuandu said.

Pan Litian said: "If it is Tongxuan, there are only two swords at most, Mo said endlessly, I am afraid that the four elephants will not be able to do it."

Gong Yuandu was about to speak--

Pan Litian raised his voice again, and continued, "The old man has gone south and north, and Kendo masters have seen a lot of them. Do you want to become a sword array with suffocation and form the four elephants to achieve endless life?"

"Interesting." Gong Yuandu was intrigued.

"Lao Shi said ... Lao Luo isn't Leng Luo." Some villains in Pan Litian looked back at Leng Luo with ambition.

however.

Gong Yuandu said, "Then let me teach you how to crack ..."

Below the coffin, ~ www.novelmtl.com ~, a Taiji aperture of more than two meters in diameter appeared.

One Yin One Yang ...

Yin and Yang alternate.

Swords of swords flew, floating.

Leng Luo applauded: "Tong Xuan did this ... Pang, let it go."

"Huh?" Pan Litian looked at the aperture on the ground with a look of surprise.

Although he has heard extensive knowledge, he also knows this method.

But ... Looking at the genius of Kendo in the world, no one can realize this theory ... Many studies of sword art have long lost their original purpose and value. How many people do not care about the power and ability to kill the enemy?

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