My Disciples Are All Villains

Zhou Jifeng is after all a sword, and the speed is much faster than the one running on the steps.

Came outside the Motian Pavilion, and saw Ming Shiyin and Duan Musheng pulling, and quickly fell:

"Not good, Mr. Three, Mr. Four. A monster rushed up?"

"Monster?" Ming Shi frowned at him.

Suddenly remembered what Master said before, Big Witch Bama was going to do things against Demon Pavilion ... How to say it should be a meticulous plan or conspiracy, how to run up so directly, so reckless?

"I'm going to report to Master, Brother Three, you go and see."

"it is good."

Duan Musheng raised the overlord gun, glanced at Zhou Jifeng, and said, "You go to inform others, I will look first."

"Yes."

The three of them went in three ways.

Duanmusheng's face was serious, he lifted the overlord gun, leaned behind him, and ran down the mountain.

Not halfway through, he saw Zhang Jin who was also rushing upward.

Saw that Zhang Jin was bloodless and covered in rags, and Duan Musheng realized that something was wrong.

Wielded the overlord gun, stabbed in the sky.

Dived from top to bottom, hundreds of gun shadows with gang gas, punctured Zhang Jin's face door straight.

咻 ， 咻咻 ……

Came to Zhang Jin's face in an instant.

Bang Bang Bang!

The shadow of the gun poked on Zhang Jin's chest.

Sparks are splashing!

So strong!

Duanmusheng was shocked ... But he was not afraid, but he burst into the air and attacked like a mountain.

Bang Bang Bang!

The effect of long-term tempering in the waterfall appeared.

Each shot was stabbed in the same position.

Zhang Jin retreated back and forth ... until Hou flew out,

The aggressiveness of the Overlord Gun is fierce.

Wow!

Duanmusheng is like a mountain god, holding a king gun, standing on the stairs, overlooking Zhang Jin who was shot. Zhang Jin had been rolling down the steps, and when he rolled almost far, he suddenly climbed up again.

"Retreat." A majestic voice sounded.

Duanmusheng looked back, only to see that behind him, Master was driving Bai Ze and appeared in the air.

Followed closely, Little Kite, Ming Shiyin, Zhaoyue, as well as the old pavilion Leng Luo and Pan Litian.

Luzhou looked at Zhang Jin, frowning slightly: "Hengqu School, Great Elder, Zhang Jin."

Mingshiyin said:

"Isn't he already killed by Brother II?"

"Dead?"

Many female disciples in the rear were terrified.

Is actually a dead person?

The young female disciples were short-sighted, and they were a little scared and worried when they saw this scene.

Leng Luo, Pan Litian and Hua Wudao, thought of witchcraft as soon as possible.

Pan Litian smiled: "It's been a long time since I lived. I haven't seen this kind of witchcraft for a long time ... Pan Zhong, called the mage mage."

Pan re-arched his hand and flew towards the North Pavilion immediately.

at this time……

The rune paper on Zhang Jin's body fell.

Wow.

Rune paper burned.

But the flame was very strange, forming a purple circle in the air.

The voice floated out.

"Yu Shangrong has already gotten my mythology, and he will definitely die; if you have the ability ... then go down the mountain and fight me."

At the end of this sentence, the purple aperture disappeared.

Leng Luo Xuankong said: "The sound note paper ... can also control the dead body, this person's witchcraft is complicated, not to be underestimated."

Pan Litian said: "Did you not listen to him? Mr. Duding will definitely die, and the old man really wants to slap him."

"Then you do it yourself?" Leng Luo said sharply.

"Don't you dare?"

The voice just fell.

Pan Litian stepped into the void, and the whole person was wrapped in a layer of golden light, dive towards Zhang Jin.

The gourd also gleamed with golden light, spinning around his whole body.

Is worthy of being the first master of Jingming Dao ... oh no, it is worthy of being the only old man with senior weapons in the Senior Pavilion. Ming Shi exclaimed.

When diving.

Flashes!

Holds the gourd with one hand, the fan-shaped gangue bursts out of the gourd.

Boom!

Zhang Jin was expressionless and was attacked by this trick!

After this attack, Pan Litian frowned slightly: "The body was strengthened by witchcraft ... really a witchcraft genius."

Hua Wudao nodded: "In terms of overall strength, this person is definitely better than Hachiba ... But the disadvantages of witchcraft are too large and need long-term accumulation. To be honest, I have a suggestion ..."

"What advice?" Ming Shiyin said.

"In a collective ride on a flying jelly, and playing for ten days and eight months, his witchcraft couldn't sustain it, and it naturally collapsed." Hua Wudao felt that his suggestion was extremely reasonable and satisfactory.

This is also a means taken against the disadvantages of witchcraft.

As if the other party wants to cast a net, just avoid it.

But—

Hua Wudao suddenly felt that everyone's eyes were a little weird.

Is wrong?

After Zhang Jin landed, he was hit with a pit by the wine gourd. Nevertheless, he stood up, his expression numb.

"It's just a puppet that is a little stronger, see how the old decay will crush you."

"Don't worry first, look at the mountain and say ..." Leng Luo said.

Everyone looked down at the mountain.

Under the dark night, the dense crowd, slowly moving forward.

They exude a strange breath.

"So many ..." Zhu Hong exclaimed, "My mother ... Master, Tu'er thinks you can consider Elder Hua's suggestion!"

"Roll the calf ... can you get a little bit better?" Ming Shi pushed him away with a hand.

It was at this moment that the Mage of Void, with dozens of his disciples, came from Yukong.

Form a neat square array.

"Amitabha, Lao finally got a chance to repay the Lord Ji." Quietly looking at the puppets under the mountain, "Lao has notified other disciples and hurried."

"Old monk, enough meaning ..." Zhu Hong laughed together.

"It's easy to talk."

Luzhou glanced at the puppet like a colony of ants below and said, "Hua Yuexing."

Huayuexing came from the rear Yukong to the front, bowed and said: "The subordinate is here."

"Altitude is your territory, you have the moon bow, play well ... catch the thief and capture the king first." Luzhou piloted Bai Ze and flew towards the top of the demon pavilion.

Stand tall and look far.

Huayuexing met and flew past the landing state.

Luzhou also glanced and flew down.

Hanayuki's posture leans and overlooks the surrounding environment ...

Raise the moon bow in his hand and pull the bow string——

Hum!

Jian Gang 咻 banged away.

Especially under the night, it looks extremely dazzling.

boom!

Jiang Gang hit a puppet on the ground.

The puppet fell down, but quickly got up again.

"The thief must be the first to capture the king ... These puppets are already dead ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ If you kill them, you will still get up."

The truth, how could other people not understand.

Any witchcraft practitioner who is a little smarter will hide and control slowly. Who knows where he is now?

Luzhou looked away and said:

"Elder Flower, you just need to guard the Demon Pavilion."

"Okay." Hua Wudao is not suitable for offense. Having such a task of keeping a house is naturally joyful.

Mingshiyin said, "Master, why are their bodies so strong?"

Luzhou replied:

"The surgeon absorbed strong vitality, established a blood pool, and re-infected and refined their bodies. However, this technique is extremely evil. The more puppets it manipulates, the greater the rebuff of the surgeon."

Leng Luo added: "At least two hundred years of life lost."

"Long knowledge." Ming Shiyin said.

"I care how strong he is, how much come, how much I kill." Duan Musheng grasped the overlord gun, surrounded by qi, "Tuer asked for a battle!"

Luzhou nodded: "Go."

Under his care, these apprentices will naturally have no problem.

As long as Bama dares to appear, take away with a fatal blow at any time, and the rest is to clear the battlefield.

Got Master's permission, Duan Musheng was more like hitting chicken blood, and his hand was Baixiandongming ... With a three-four-foot high body, he jumped down from the mountain.

"Three Brothers ... It's as fierce as ever!" Mingshi was ashamed. This is also the reason why he does not want to discuss with the three seniors every time. Whoever can bear it, poke every day ...