My Disciples Are All Villains

The tomb thief was also a practitioner in the Fanhai realm. Anyway, in front of Yu Shangrong, he had no idea of ​​resistance.

He only heard the name of the famous sword demon in the practice world, but he didn't know that Yu Shangrong stood before him.

He thought it was a demon and a monster that came out suddenly, and came to claim his life.

He was terrified, terrified.

In a state of extreme fear, people lose their ability to move.

This is the case with this grave thief.

He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but under Yu Shangrong's indifferent look and momentum, he couldn't open his mouth and could only keep his mouth watering.

When he raised his head, he found that Yu Shangrong was not looking at him, but saw his eyes outside ... I didn't know what to think.

This is not a ghost, this is a living person hiding in a smoked tomb.

Aooo—

The wolf roared through the mountains, through the woods, and through the snow.

The cry of the wild wolf brought his thoughts back.

Yu Shangrong's gaze finally fell on the tomb thief.

He didn't speak.

Instead, he walked in the direction of the tomb thief.

"You ... you, who are you?" The grave robber finally spoke.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the four corpses on the ground and continued to walk towards the outside of the tomb.

His attention was on the outside sun.

The scenery is picturesque, and the warm sun is like spring.

"Three loud heads."

Yu Shangrong spoke with a voice like a knife, which was diametrically opposed to the polite character of the past.

The tomb thief did not dare to be indifferent, slamming three heads towards the bones in the smoked tomb, knocked, his forehead was numb, and he felt no pain at all.

When he looked back--

The longevity sword still suspended in the smoked tomb flashed a glory!

call out!

The longevity sword crossed his neck.

Return to Yu Shangrong's scabbard.

The tomb robber's body was stiff in place, his eyes widened, and a blood mark appeared on his neck. The blood oozed out and merged with the blood from the other four people, just like the blooming lavender.

As he fell, the stone door of the smoked tomb slowly closed.

Everything fell into darkness.

...

Yu Shangrong raised his head and looked at the pack of wolves sitting on the mountain.

Aooo—

The wolf cluster shouted, and the snowflakes on the branches fell down.

Facing the setting sun, Yu Shangrong smiled: "It's you again."

Aooo—

"I'm very good."

Aooo.

"I'll leave it to you here."

Aooo.

"I'll just understand you."

Yu Shangrong slowly turned around and walked towards the southeast.

Creak, creak, creak ...

Perhaps it's been a long time since I had enjoyed the feeling of stepping on the snow, and Yu Shangrong didn't walk without the sky.

In this way step by step, through the snow, through the woods, to a mountain.

Yu Shangrong raised his right hand, palm up, and the dharma body appeared.

Hundreds of holes in the Tribulation Cave is suspended on the palm, there is no golden lotus, only ... Three full leaves surround and rotate.

In the past, for a long time in the past, Yu Shangrong, the sword demon of the Sanye Yuanshen Tribulation Realm, had no glance at it.

Weak, very weak, so weak that we ca n’t get into the eye of the law.

The weakest sword demon in history?

Putting down the dharma body, Yu Shangrong walked in the sky and came to the sky, overlooking Wuxian Mountain.

Looking around, it's the world of Xuehai, but there is no end in sight.

Yu Shangrong looked to the southeast.

He flew all the way from the sapphire altar and spent five days.

Return with the repair of Sanye ... at least ten days.

It was such a journey. Yu Shangrong, a young man, walked the mountain and water for several months with his unreliable physical body and will.

Hanging over the ground overlooking the earth.

Yu Shangrong smiled lightly and flew towards the southeast.

...

The sun sets and the night falls.

Si Wuya, who thought about the hole, left the "mathematical question" at hand, and then rubbed his eyes very demurely, sighing and shaking his head: "A thousand worlds, there are no exceptions. Where did Master get these strange things? topic?"

Today, except for the first two questions and the latter questions, he has not solved any of the questions.

This made him not upset or upset.

Moonlight fell into the thought hole, rustling ——

There was a strange noise in the ear.

"Who?"

Si Wuya came to the cave and searched.

The voice was very subtle, but it was still captured by Si Wuya.

"Internal rest technique?"

Many practitioners, in order to spy on the news, will practice some exercises similar to "internal rest technique". As the name suggests, relying on inward breathing and then converging the qi, the whole person is dead. The duration of internal rest surgery should not be too long, otherwise it will also cause internal injuries. The purpose is to shield the master's perception.

Therefore, in order to prevent spies, the major factions have created various formations and barriers.

Internal rest technique is like an ordinary person. First, it cannot pass the barrier, and then it will be caught if it touches any formation.

The barrier of Jinting Mountain has long disappeared.

However, in view of the prestige of Mo Tian Ge, it is not a place where ordinary rats dare to come up.

Who dares to be so bold?

call!

A figure jumped out of the vine on the right near Siguo Cave.

"Master!"

The first time the figure appeared, he knelt on one knee towards Siguodong.

Si Wuya took a closer look and was surprised, "Ye Zhixing ... how could it be you?"

"Hush!"

Ye Zhixing looked around, and quickly came to Siguo Cave, took out a dagger-like weapon, "the subordinate rescued you out."

"Wait." Si Wuya raised his hand. "Who made you come?"

"Godmaster ... time is precious. The seven factions have organized an alliance. By then, the entire Jinting Mountain will be bloody. You are here, very dangerous."

Ye Zhixing looked at his surroundings, especially after confirming that Si Wuya's Xiuwei was sealed, he was even more determined to save him from leaving.

Si Wuya shook his head and said: "You have come just to talk about the situation of the seven factions."

"Master!"

Ye Zhixing was in a hurry and raised his dagger.

"Huh?" Si Wuya frowned slightly, "Ye Zhixing."

His voice sank, and he called Ye Zhixing's name with extremely majestic and powerful commands.

Ye Zhixing froze.

Si Wuya continued: "Observe orders!"

"Yes." Ye Zhixing covered himself with a spirit, not daring to make it again.

"After going out ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ united the insiders of the seven factions and investigated their cards." Si Wuya said.

"My subordinates obeyed ... It's just, how did my subordinates inform the leader?" Ye Zhixing looked back at the cliff in the night, he couldn't climb up every time.

"Feishu Mo Tiange is enough." Si Wuya said.

"Master?"

"I have decided." Si Wuya ordered, "Go down."

Seeing Si Wuya's expressionless face, Ye Zhixing dared not continue to stay and turned into darkness.

at the same time.

Duan Musheng, who was standing on a towering tree outside the North Pavilion, glanced at Siguodong and muttered to himself: "Look at the faces of the fourth and eighth, spare you once. I hope you can help . "

After that, Duan Musheng dived down and fell towards the rock on the mountainside, and the overlord gun slid into the stone crack like a mountain god, staying in place.

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