My Disciples Are All Villains

Luzhou nodded with satisfaction.

I'm pretty good at Yunzong.

However, Hua Wudao continued, "But ... they have one additional condition."

"Say."

"One Ding Fanqiu is not enough ... you need an extra-level weapon."

I feel a bit like helping Yunzong speak.

After all, this is the Devil's Court, and no one will be angry if he hears it.

Lu Lu's expression seemed very calm ...

老 This old face is not as rich as a young man many times.

Wu Mingshiyin said: "Insatiable, Mo Tiange is willing to trade with them. He has given a chance and wants sky-level weapons. Do you know how valuable sky-level weapons are?"

Yun Yunzong put forward this request, it is obviously that the value of abandoning Ding Fanqiu is too low.

Even if Ding Fanqiu is a master of five leaves, in their opinion, a Ding Fanqiu is not enough to exchange for a piece of black mangrove.

"Of course I know the value of sky-level weapons ... And, I don't advocate exchange with them." Hua Wudao is abnormal.

Wu Mingshi was also a bit surprised, saying, "Are you not worried about Ding Fanqiu?"

"Although I can't handle my conscience, I can still clearly distinguish myself," said Hua Wudao.

"Master ... it's about Xiaoshi's future, or you decide for yourself." Ming Shiyin turned to Landing State.

Xiao Xiaojie was afraid to speak, but her eyes were full of expectations.

As a disciple of Mo Tian Ge, he knew that Master had many weapons in his hands.

There are also rumors in the Xiu Xiu world that Ji Tiandao has had a lifetime adventure and obtained a lot of treasures and weapons.

This has cultivated so many villains.

So Yunzong wanted to take this opportunity to change another weapon.

At the same time, it can also ease the relationship with Motiange.

Even if Mo Tiange does not agree, the relationship is to maintain the status quo, and it has little impact on Yunzong.

I have to say that Yun Zong's wishful thinking is playing well.

Luzhou opened:

"There are a lot of weapons in this hand ... but it does not mean that you can give them away at will."

There was no accident at Wuhua Road, and archway said, "I will notify Yunzong as soon as possible."

"Since Yunzong is unwilling to surrender the black mandarin lotus ... That seat had to be grabbed another day." Luzhou said.

"..."

I heard robbed.

Wu Hua was embarrassed.

According to the current situation of Motiange, if he really wants to go to Yunzong to request Magnolia, he must take the lead.

How can he do this on the cheek?

"Retreated." Luzhou's tone also became unquestionable.

Huahua arched his hand without speaking.

Wu Mingshiyin said, "Master, this method is good ... Seriously, I haven't snatched things in a long time. In this way, my black list rankings will drop!"

"Presumptuous." Luzhou's voice increased.

Tong Mingshi was so shocked that he knelt down and quickly said, "The pupil knows the wrong!"

After a short mouthful, it was a mess.

Xiao Xiaojie said, "Master, I don't want black mandarin lotus. I can't believe it."

Luzhou turned his head and glanced at Xiao Xie'er and said, "Really?"

"Of course it is true." Xiao Jieer smiled. "A Master is protecting me anyway."

"You girl ..."

Luzhou said sternly, "Your talent is extraordinary. It would be a shame if you did not enter the territories of Yuanshen ... Hei Mianlian is a genius and treasure, which can help you to open your anger. Now you have grown up. Great, Master cannot shelter you forever. "

I ca n’t say that he ’s very weak. I need your little girl to protect her, right?

Xiao Xiaojie listened, but was moved for a while, flat mouthed, "Master will not die ..."

"..."

This means good intentions, it sounds weird.

at the same time.

Yun Yunzong, sword altar.

Jin Yunzong has eight places to practice altars, and only the altar of swords is the smallest.

Because the sword altar belongs to only one person, that is the sword master Luo thirteen.

Jin Yunzong originally had seven altar sacred places, from the handyman, the disciple disciple, to the disciple disciple, and the backbone, clearly distinguished.

Only the sword altar was built for Luo Shisan.

Miluo thirteen devoted himself to Gao Jiandao. He only accepted a few disciples. Except for some disciples who took care of the sword altar and some disciples who sought advice from other altars, there were few figures.

In the middle of the Altar of Swords, the huge furnace tripod was scorching black smoke.

"Master is retreating for nearly a month, and the injury should be cured."

"Hua Wudao did not hurt Master, Master mainly wanted to resume cultivation as soon as possible."

"It only takes seven days to recover. Why is it so long to retreat? I still have a lot of swordsmanship to ask my father."

"Master said before that someone would come to him for discussion, and Master wants to stay on top."

"Who made Master so cautious?"

"If the opponent is so powerful ... we move to the general arena."

"Master said, you can hide for a while, you can't hide forever."

The disciples of Wuzhong emerged for a while, and did not notice a figure of green robe outside the sword altar.

At the turn of time, the Qingpao swordsman crossed layers of barriers and enchantments, and appeared on the sword altar.

"Who?"

Some disciples saw the green robe swordsman in the air, his face was shocked.

The other disciples drew their swords in front of the Qingpao swordsmen, like the enemy.

Can appear so strangely on the sword altar, the opponent's power is far beyond their imagination!

Qingpao swordsman gently said:

"You don't need to panic, I have an appointment with Juggernaut, and I want to announce it."

The disciples were relieved.

Fortunately, he is not an enemy.

Luo Jian Sheng Luo has been famous for thirteen years, and it is not surprising to have such master friends.

"It turned out to be a friend of the family teacher! The junior will let me know and I hope the senior will wait a bit."

"There is work."

The disciple just ran outside the retreat, and a strong spirit opened the door!

Several swords are pouring out of the gate!

Hey, hey!

Sword rushes into the sword altar ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ rises, flew towards the sky.

"This ..." The disciples were startled.

A few swords flew to the Qingpao swordsman in an instant.

Bang bang bang!

Qi Qingpao swordsman relaxed and freehand, and a gust of wind condensed in front of him, blocking all the swords.

Jian 罡 scattered and disappeared.

The thirteen negative hands of the sword Sword Luo stepped out of the void and floated out!

"Master!"

"Master!"

Please, disciples.

Miluo XIII ignored his disciples, but floated towards the air, stagnating in the air dozens of meters away from the Qingpao swordsman.

"coming?"

Looking at Luo Sanshi, who was slightly old-fashioned, but full of mastery, Qingpao swordsman smiled with satisfaction.

…… "... you are OK now. Interesting."

"I thought, you dare not come ... Although there are not many practitioners of Yunzong Sword Altar, it is not a wild place for rats. Are you afraid that I will set a trap?"

"Then kill another time."

Miluo nodded at thirteen and said, "I think I have been practicing in the field for many years, and I don't want to use such a mean method. I am always different from your magic path. If you want to fight, then it will be a fair fight."

"So, better."

Looking at the Qingpao swordsman, Luo Shisan didn't dare to carelessly, respectfully held his fist, and officially said:

"The first seat of Yunzong sword altar, Luo Shisan, please advise!"

"Yu Shangrong." The Qingpao swordsman smiled and held a fist symbolically.