My Disciples Are All Villains

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To the west of the valley, outside the jungle, in Loulan's garrison camp, is in the mourning of the death of General Basil.

Many Loulan practitioners were attracted by the bright and crisp cries of the Jiliang horses, and they all looked up at the sky... above the jungle of towering trees, the four horses of the Jiliang horse were shining with glory and flying in the clouds.

"It's the sword demon's horse! Stop him!"

The sharp-eyed witchcraft practitioner recognized it.

It is this horse that turns them around.

The death of their border hero General Basil is related to the owner of the horse.

For a time, many witchcraft practitioners gathered together.

Many people are powerful.

In the face of a horse, it seems that the requirements for guts are not high.

Hundreds of witchcraft practitioners flew into the sky from the camp.

At the same time, a large number of Loulan and Ruoli people are stationed in the eastern foothills of Tiancao.

Lou Lan's practitioners also flew and began to chase down Jiliang Mawei.

They climbed the height at the same time. The witchcraft practitioners on the west side formed a spur and moved forward, and the witchcraft practitioners on the east side of the sky also formed a straight line.

Since then, even if the speed of Jiliangma is fast, Loulan people will surely be encountered between the two parallel lines.

...

Appeal

Ji Liangma found the anomaly, raised his hoofs, and stopped in mid-air.

It saw the witchcraft practitioners who were blocking it in front, and each person dragged a purple ball in their hands. Dressed in purple cloak and hood. Slow purple gas flows from their palms, and the **** seem to be connected by purple chains.

The same is true of witchcraft practitioners in the rear.

Flicking back and forth, it looks like there is nowhere to escape.

Ji Liangma is extremely intelligent, judging the situation in front of him clearly, and he has made an amazing move-he chose to climb upward.

Tuan Fu straight up...

Head up, keep vertical, four hoofs step into the air.

The wizards of Loulan raised their heads and looked up, revealing incredible eyes.

"No wonder that the Great Flame Sword Demon can rush from the depths of Loulan to Ruri... such a horse, it is rare."

"Take it down anyway. If it can be tamed, it will be used by me. If it cannot be tamed, it will be killed in place!"

"Observe!"

The wizards rose.

The two rows of practitioners followed the good fortune.

The two rows of purple gas lifted upwards, as if two purple sky curtains were lifted, and it was spectacular.

Ji Liangma is not in a hurry, but at its legendary speed, reached the highest point of the sky.

This is not the southern part of the valley, it seems to know that this height is not enough to get rid of the group of witchcraft practitioners. So it chose to continue upward.

Until it reaches a height high enough, the air is greatly reduced, the vitality is greatly reduced, suppressed, oppressed, and breathing is difficult.

It stopped its direction and flew sideways...

"Can't keep going up! The vitality is reduced!"

Further up, there is no vitality, and those who lose their vitality are stronger than ordinary people.

The same is true of witchcraft practitioners.

Lucky horse, as if unaffected... stepping forward.

Then, the trajectory of the flight looked like a parabola, bypassing the wall of witchcraft practitioners ahead.

"Stop it!"

"attack!"

The row of witchcraft practitioners at the same time threw the purple ball in their hands.

A row of purple wizardry circles ran into the air.

The lucky horse drove up the air, and came a parabolic upward.

Urge ——————

There was a wail.

Although it is a rare BMW, it has to control the height at this time.

Its eyes were gleaming golden, as if burning.

Its goal is only Da Yan... No progress.

call!

Under the interception of many witchcraft practitioners, the lucky horse crossed the sky.

Its height is enough to cross the sky.

The wind and snow were still above the sky, and the violent wind raged, blocking most of the sight.

The wizards of Loulan turned around and chased wildly.

"chase!"

"Never let it run!"

"Revenge for Lord Basil!"

"revenge!"

The hatred is rising.

General Basil is a great witch. In the eyes of Loulan witchcraft practitioners, it is a hero like God.

Hundreds of practitioners formed a phalanx to pursue.

Their cooperation is extremely tacit.

Knowing that the Jiliang horses are fast, so they each play witchcraft and cooperate with each other to form a pointed forward direction.

Purple streamlined body, rush forward.

The collective outbreak of witchcraft, the speed is almost the same as Jiliangma!

In the camp of the Ruri people, the Ruri people looked to the sky.

General Carol was also attracted by this huge movement, rising from the sky and looking at the witchcraft team chasing after him.

Then he sighed:

"Although I disagree with Basil and have a bad temper. But he is still admired by me for his character and character. So many people are willing to avenge him, and I am not as good as his personality charm."

As soon as the words fell, a subordinate next to him bowed: "General, before Basil died, he led the team to drive Yu Shangrong to the soft land, the purpose is to frame you and provoke the conflict between our soft and the Devil's Pavilion."

"Has this happened?" Carol frowned.

"This matter can be investigated by the general. He also said... He Loulan doesn't need you..." Zhizhiwuwu, hesitant.

"Just talk about it, General will forgive you!"

"He doesn't need "waste" like you, he can kill Yu Shangrong alone."

Wen Yan.

Carol's eyelids jumped a few times, anger looming in his eyes.

He snorted: "It deserves to end like this."

After he finished, he fell.

The subordinate nodded and fell down, anyway, the truth is all told, even if it is not, there is no proof of death now.

...

The witchcraft team chased the horses.

It may be because the number of back and forth between the sky and the quagmire is more and more, plus the climbing height to the dangerous area, the speed of the horse is reduced by three points.

"Kill it!"

"It won't work!"

Many witchcraft practitioners discovered this, and increased the power of witchcraft.

The forward speed of the sharp shape was instantaneously accelerated several times.

Appeal

The lucky horse continued to run.

Crossed mountains, rivers, and jungles.

"Join down!"

"it is good!"

Witchcraft practitioners, at the same time, push the witchcraft energy forward.

All the purple gas gathered to the forefront of the team, that is, the foremost witchcraft practitioners who advanced in a sharp shape.

Between his palms, a purple bow and arrow emerged.

"Beast! I see where you are going!"

Push with both palms!

The purple bow and arrow shot out.

boom!

Witchcraft at this point has been amazing.

This arrow is bound to hit.

Appeal

When the hoofing horse lifted its hoofs, the bow and arrow came back quietly.

Just when everyone thought this arrow would hit.

Buzz!

The energy resonance sounded.

"Who dares to move the old man's horse?!"

A figure flashed behind Ji Liangma, standing with a single palm in front of him.

Five fingers pan blue light.

His face is old, his eyes are bright, and he catches witch arrows with one hand.

...

The witchcraft practitioners from Loulan have never dared to imagine that someone could do such an extremely thrilling action in their lifetime.

All eyes and expressions are brilliant.

I thought I saw the illusion...

But how vigilant is the witchcraft practitioner, and how is it clear how to distinguish hallucinations?

This is not an illusion!

The thin old man who appeared in front of the giant purple crossbow arrow... is true.

"Oops, it's too deep... ready to retreat!"

They suddenly discovered that ~www.novelmtl.com~ had forgotten all along, and had forgotten that this was the realm of great inflammation.

"Well, don't panic. Dayan practitioners are our enemies. Don't mess up the formation and return to the camp."

"This crossbow arrow can hold him, withdraw--"

at the same time.

The old man who held the arrow pushed with the palm of his hand.

boom!

Hundreds of people gathered together to show the purple crossbow arrows, shattered by the blue palm print.

The blue palm print rushed away from the scattered purple sorcery and flew forward.

The wizard in front of him suddenly stood covered in sweat and shouted, "Stop!"

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