My Disciples Are All Villains

The chess piece in Luzhou's hand did not fall.

Instead, he looked at the opposite side of the chessboard quietly, his eyes were dazzling and the decadent Yuntian Luo.

Very quiet, very quiet.

All around, the disciples of the three schools saw only two old men playing chess, and after the sky disappeared, the two kept the strange posture.

After a long, long time.

They saw Yun Tian Luo's index finger and **** tremble.

The black spots between the fingers slipped on the board because they could not be controlled.

Papa--

The lines on the chessboard lost their luster.

The golden light disappeared.

The chess pieces on the board seem to be weathered. Nineteen aspect, still very clear, the lines have been completely destroyed.

"Grandpa!"

Not far away, Luo Zong, the head of the wind, saw this scene with a finger, and was anxious to jump up.

Yun Tianluo said lightly: "Nangong Wei."

"The disciples are here."

"Whoever dares to come up will be handled according to the three most important rules." Yun Tianluo said.

Nangong Wei was stunned, unable to understand, but could only bow down and said: "The disciples obeyed."

Nangongwei was in front of him, and the three disciples had to stop with the elders and shook his head with sighs.

...

Yun Tianluo looked at the landing state and said, "I lost."

He shook his head gently, and the mental state of the whole person was even more dismal than before.

"To play chess, there are two things ...

"One, I want to learn from Brother Ji, but Brother Ji is totally unaffected by the 19 aspect of the chessboard.

"Second, I hope Brother Ji can see what is sealed in the chessboard ..."

Yun Tianluo tone,

"Many things, the old man can't remember ... I don't know if Brother Ji can see it."

With that, he laughed again,

"Leave it."

Luzhou looked at Yun Tianluo calmly and said, "This seat has already seen, why do you need to fall?"

"Chess game, lose as much as you want ... for thirty years, it's all in between." Yun Tianluo said.

To be precise, Yun Tianluo sealed the memory of the impact of Jiuye.

It is solved in a game, and the price of the solution is ... life.

Luzhou guessed this when he saw Yuntian Luo decadent look.

"No matter where it is located, you will pay the price? Are you sure you want to fall?" Luzhou looked at Yun Tianluo and said.

"The defeat has been decided. If you don't lose your game, you'll be defeated."

Yun Tianluo showed a pleading look and looked at Luzhou, "Luozi, there is still a ray of life."

...

Luzhou shook his head.

The same stupid as Gong Yuan.

It's just that Gong Yuandu is desperate to die, and Yun Tianluo wants to continue to live.

Only those who have the courage to pay the price of the thirties are qualified to solve the chess game ... what a stupid setting.

Luzhou glanced at the weathered chess board.

The arm fell slowly.

Just when Yun Tian Luo thought that Luzhou would put the chess pieces in the right place--

Luzhou moved towards the left, falling Bai Zi between four black spots.

despair.

Yun Tian Luo froze for a moment.

Gang wind struck.

The chessboard dissipated.

The lines lit up in the Holy Land at the foot flashed over the brilliance, and then returned to peace.

Yun Tianluo leaned back.

Nangong Wei was incomprehensible and lost his voice: "Grandpa ... why?"

Yun Tianluo did not answer his question.

He looked at the landing state and said, "Thank you Brother Ji for your mercy."

"In this way, you lose a little bit ... thirty years, you still have ten years to live." Luzhou said.

He could clearly feel that Yun Tianluo's life was absorbed by the lines on the chessboard.

For the three disciples, it was only half a day.

But for Yun Tianluo, it was twenty years of flicking.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Ji would be so ridiculous ..." Yun Tianluo was a little excited.

He could not understand that Ji Tiandao, who was older than his age, would abandon the child in this way.

...

After a moment of silence, Yuntian Luo looked at the landing state and said, "Can you tell me what Brother Ji has seen?"

Luzhou sighed: "Not sure."

Yun Tianluo nodded:

"There are not many people who can step into the peak of the eight leaves. The old man alone can't be sure."

He suddenly said, "Since Brother Ji has tried it, he has no impression?"

"Unclear." Luzhou gave a good answer.

Those who just wanted to come to the scene just now will encounter every practitioner.

When the energy reaches its extreme, it is difficult for anyone to see clearly what happened to Jinlian.

Despite this, Luzhou barely saw it from the perspective of bystanders.

Who knows that it will be the result?

Luzhou does not intend to inform others about the scene he saw.

Yun Tianluo nodded, his face more and more decadent.

Two decades less life expectancy made his condition worse and worse.

"Grandpa!"

This time, even Nongongwei, the lord of Tianzong, couldn't help it. He ran in first and helped Yuntian Luo.

Yun Tianluo frowned and shouted, "Who made you come?"

Luzhou raised his hand.

"Anyway."

At the very least, this group of people is a little conscience.

When Nangong Wei helped Yun Tianluo ... astonished, he said, "Master Patriarch ... Your life !?"

He felt the longevity of Yun Tian Luo's body disappearing, and he was horrified.

Immediately looked at the stone table in front of him.

The weathered chess board has already changed.

"Senior Ji ... why is it aggressive?" Nangong Wei couldn't understand why he had to untie the board.

The price of twenty years is not worth mentioning to other practitioners, but for Yun Tian Luo, how important and precious it is!

Luzhou slowly stood up ... one-handed behind him, one-handed caressing.

Nangongwei was not taken care of.

Yun Tianluo's condition is getting worse ...

He slowly raised his hand, grabbed Nangong Wei's arm, and said, "You must not be rude."

"When is Grandpa Master!"

suddenly--

In the midair beyond the holy land, a sword light broke through the air.

The sky is dense and dense.

Among Jiangang, there is another figure, looming.

"Return my brother's life!"

Sanzong's disciples took a deep breath.

The stunned look at the shot is the master of Kendo.

"Yunzong sword altar is the 13th Jade Saint Luo!" Someone exclaimed.

Juggernaut Thirteen ... With thousands of swords, people and swords dive into the Holy Land at the same time.

The whole person is parallel to the ground, holding a long sword, and approaching the face of Luzhou——

He even wanted to shoot the devil in the middle of the holy land! ?

A sword broke.

Get started and go all out!

"Master!" Little Kite and Mingshi exclaimed in excitement.

Leng Luo and Pan Litian also frowned.

Unexpectedly ...

Luzhou remained untouched and was still behind with one hand.

call!

Thousands of Jiangang and the sword in Luo XIII's hands converged together ... straight into Luzhou's eyebrows.

In order to get rid of the wisdom and reason, we can live the Samadhi and Dingding, while the ordinary body, such as light and shadow, can present everything. ?

This is the day of calligraphy extinguishing wisdom and magical powers.

Luzhou raised his right hand.

The light blue energy haunts the fingers.

Snapped.

Luzhou's face was indifferent, and the index finger and **** sandwiched Luo Xian's blade!

Thousands of swords and gangs suddenly dissipated.

Everyone exclaimed.

how can that be?

Forefinger and **** turn!

boom!

Sword break!

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When Luzhou stepped on the holy land, the energy of the blue lotus was submerged into the ground.

Luo Thirteen seemed to have lost his thoughts and forgot to attack.

Palm print hit!

With another bang, Luo Xian faced down and flew backwards.

噗通!

Like a bad dog eating shit, lying on the ground ...

Broken sword fell from the air, and both halves fell in front of Luo XIII.

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