My Disciples Are All Villains

The mud and the strange breath, like a cloud of black mist, stuck around him.

On the route he walked, the plants and trees withered.

Until he left the area of ​​the Tomb of Jianxu, he stopped slowly.

Several practitioners from the open sea of ​​the Vatican flew over from a distance, and after landing, bowed at the same time: "See the headmaster! Headmaster ... Are you, are you?"

Seeing Zhang Yuanshan's ghostly appearance, how could these remaining disciples not be surprised?

Since it has been reduced to the present, it is not false to escape everywhere, but there is no need to look like a human being or a ghost? Fortunately, some disciples followed.

Zhang Yuanshan slowly raised his head.

open one's eyes……

Those eyes flashed cold light.

Lifted his right hand.

The purple tentacle-like energy emerged from the hand, and the tentacles were connected to the palm prints, spreading apart.

"Head"-

Several disciples didn't respond, so they were caught by those strange palm prints.

Leave the feet one by one ...

Looked at their head Zhang Yuanshan in horror.

They don't know what happened ... fear is full of hearts.

Then, breathing became short.

The palm print starts to gather!

"Head ... No, no, no ..."

It's a pity that Zhang Yuanshan's face, like the bark, became stiff, without emotion, and his eyes were full of indifference.

All disciples were held up by tentacles and rose into the air.

The breath of those disciples gathered along the tentacles towards Zhang Yuanshan's body, then disappeared into the body.

"it is good……"

Zhang Yuan opened his chapped lips and spit out a good word.

Click.

Click.

The palm seal snapped suddenly.

These disciples tilted their heads and lost their breath.

The energy of life in them is also absorbed by those tentacles, becoming more and more dry and ugly.

The tentacles were withdrawn, and the shrivelled corpses landed on the ground.

At this moment, a low voice came from my ear: "Don't waste time on boring goals."

Zhang Yuanshan lowered his head and nodded: "Okay."

Grasp the rope, pull the body, and move on.

In a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the jungle.

……

I don't know how long it has passed.

Zhang Yuanshan took the shrivelled body and came to a lake.

He stopped and stopped to look away, muttering: "Jin ... Ting ... Mountain."

The voice of command still sounded in his ear: "Go ahead, Jin Tingshan is not your goal ..."

"it is good."

Zhang Yuanshan pulled the body and continued to move towards the distance.

Strangely, the route he traveled was exactly the direction in which the withering circles appeared, and all the withering circles became a line ...

Until the end of the lake.

It was at this time, above the forest by the lake.

A figure in white, looking at the direction where Zhang Yuanshan disappeared, muttered: "Puppet?"

Ye Tianxin looked at the lake and the direction of Jinting Mountain.

Showed hesitation.

……

The next morning, it was overcast and dark.

Sapphire altar, quiet and peaceful.

In the middle of the sapphire altar, there was one person standing ...

Eyes closed slightly, hands stacked on the hilt in front of him.

"Mr. Er, don't wait any longer. The realm of Zhengyi is already a ghostly religion. Zhang Yuanshan is notoriously timid as a rat, how could he come back?" A disciple next to him bowed.

Yu Shangrong didn't open his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "don't worry."

"This……"

"Thank you for your kindness." Yu Shangrong said softly.

At this moment, towering trees within a few miles of the front of the sapphire altar showed patches of ink-colored areas.

"Mr. II, it seems to be raining soon, the leader said, let the juniors entertain you well." The disciple suddenly felt that the rumored sword demon was really approachable and should be hospitable. He might be a good friend. , Mentioning that you know the sword demon, you have a face.

"Retreat."

"what?"

Yu Shangrong didn't look back, but frowned slightly, and suddenly a burst of qi popped from his back.

boom!

The netherworld disciple flew out and flew out of the sapphire altar all the time.

The moment he flew out, it seemed to be understood. The leader, his old man, was right. The rumored Mr. Er is really a terrible man with superficial warmth ...

……

Yu Shangrong looked at the forest area in front.

The longevity sword in his hand showed a slight tremor.

He was not afraid and worried, but instead smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Strong enemy?"

The longevity sword trembles again, as if with the master's heart.

"Maybe ... this is interesting."

He likes to challenge and likes strong enemies.

Especially after crossing out the lists, he felt bored.

Many so-called masters are so weak and boring.

Appeared in front of the strange energy fluctuations, but he was extremely interested.

The woods of that generation gradually withered and the leaves fell.

Yu Shangrong saw Zhang Yuanshan, who was unkempt and carrying the rope.

From far and near.

Flashes.

Several breathing kung fu, from the woods area, came to directly below the sapphire altar.

Looking down from above, this scene looks very strange ... Imagine that in a surrounding environment where no one is around, you see a monster that is pulling a corpse and appears to be full of pulp.

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.

At this moment, the person who dragged the body raised his head.

"Yu, Shang, Rong ... we ... meet, meet, it's ..."

Spoke very slowly.

The conversation between the two has a little energy fluctuation.

"Zhang Yuanshan?" Yu Shangrong didn't expect Zhang Yuanshan to become like this.

"You, want, kill, I ..."

"Everyone on the list is a soul under the sword." Yu Shangrong was not afraid because of his appearance, and it was still calm. Www.novelmtl.com ~ Good. "

Zhang Yuanshan spit out the word.

His eyes kept moving.

After the good words were finished, he didn't move, as if he was preparing something.

Yu Shangrong felt the strange energy fluctuation in him, and smiled slightly:

"Interesting."

Right hand raised the longevity sword, one thumb.

噌!

Longevity is sheathed, the sword intention is no trace!

In front of Yu Shangrong, a Taodao Jiangang was formed, rotating around the longevity sword and heading towards the drop.

Is just a little temptation, the sword moves are not powerful.

咻, 咻咻!

Several swords and gangs converged at the same time, and flew towards Zhang Yuanshan.

Zhang Yuanshan didn't move, he didn't move.

Bang Bang Bang!

Jian Gang hit his body and then dissipated.

Did not fall.

The master will know if it is available.

Yu Shangrong was conquered, and did not take it for granted: "Witchcraft?"

"Yes, some, eyes, power ..." Zhang Yuanshan felt the powerful energy contained in his body.

Still did not shoot.

He has two or three phone conferences.

So ... he must seize the best opportunity to kill Yu Shangrong.

The longevity sword flew back, suspended in front of him.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the longevity sword and said, "Hopefully, you can make this sword satisfactory."

His toes were lighter.

Walked down from the sapphire altar towering into the clouds.