My Disciples Are All Villains - 178. Chapter 177 An Exception (2nd more seeking subscription for support)

Since Yu Shangrong left the Motian Pavilion, he used his sword to pick all the masters without fail.

Whether it was Chen Wenjie, one of the three sword idiots, or the well-known Liuye, or even Qiye master, all died under his sword.

Therefore, he took advantage of the opportunity to board the black list fifth.

If it hadn’t been for him to be alone and free, he would only rank higher on the black list.

No one knows how deep Yu Shangrong’s cultivation is.

Rumors say that he is on par with Yu Zhenghai, the big disciple of Motian Pavilion.

The two entered the Motian Pavilion in their early years and became Ji Tiandao’s proud disciples. There was once a rumor that blue is better than blue.

Yu Shangrong became famous in the World War I accompanied the capital on Yuancheng in Dayan!

This trick went back and forth into the Three Souls… it was his famous sword skill.

Fictitious, flickering.

With blurred vision, Fang Fo entered a dream state.

As the opponent of Yu Shangrong, Luo Shisan, the space environment shaped by Jianxin Hell has become the best condition for the opponent to play.

The master does not make a move.

You already know the end as soon as you shoot.

Luo Shisan’s pupils contracted, and he instinctively retracted the Hundred Tribulation Hole Dharma Body, retreated, retreated again…

Three figures from the left, middle and right floated.

The red sword light slashed through the huge Jian Gang, and at the same time moved forward… the three figures merged into one.

When the huge Jian Gang was cut open by the Red Sword–

boom!

The pinnacle weapon of the earth level is divided into two by the longevity sword!

Yu Shangrong held the sword straight in his right hand, flashing and stabbing!

At the same time, the sky full of Jian Gang shattered, stagnating for a moment like glass, and then fragmented.

The sound of fighting stopped abruptly.

The battle between the two people, before and after the addition, did not even have a cup of tea, and the winner was already divided.

The disciple above the sword altar held his breath.

The whole picture seems to be frozen.

The disciples were a bit unable to keep up with the rhythm, and turned their eyes to look at their master, that is, Sword Saint Luo XIII.

Luo Shisan’s eyes widened, looking at the red long sword in front of him.

The tip of the sword is against his brow…

But did not go down!

Yu Shangrong’s control is very subtle, even if he advances a little bit…it can make the Sword Saint Luo Thirteen fall on the spot.

He didn’t do it!

No one knows why.

Luo Shisan looked at Yu Shangrong with a smile on his face in horror.

The gap is too big… he doesn’t understand, nor can he understand.

It’s hardly a level of battle.

The dignified sword sage Luo Thirteen can’t make a move in the hands of the sword demon… what level is this?

What is sacred, naturally it is transcendence into the sacred, only then can it be called sacred!

In the great flames of the world, those who can become holy are all masters of the party…

Juggernaut is the best compliment to his kendo attainments.

Together with Luo Changqing, one of the three major sword fanatics, the same sect brother Luo Changqing may not be able to bear this praise.

However……

The Juggernaut was defeated by the Sword Demon.

How can he accept this huge psychological gap?

After a long silence, Luo Shisan said:

“Why didn’t you kill me?”

The world knows the principle of the sword demon… As long as he opens the mouth to kill the person, then he must kill. No matter where this person flees, the ends of the world…

This time, Yu Shangrong didn’t even kill him!

Yu Shangrong’s palm loosened.

The longevity sword floated slowly and returned to its sheath on the initiative!

“Under this sword, you are already a dead soul under my sword. But…”

Yu Shangrong said that the temperature was mild, and his voice was light, “I can make an exception and spare your life.”

Make an exception?

Luo Shisan didn’t understand the meaning.

The disciple in the sword arena was already dumbfounded.

Their most awe-inspiring master was defeated by one move without any suspense. How could they not be surprised?

One by one slumped on the ground, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

Because the distance was too far away, they could only see Yu Shangrong hovering in front of the master with his arms…like an old friend chatting.

I can’t hear what they are talking about.

Luo Shisan was full of doubts and said, “What then?”

Yu Shangrong said:

“Two choices: one, you can exchange for black manglietia with your life; two, you have the right to reject the first one, and I will come to kill you again in three days. I respect every opponent’s choice.”

“…”

This is very reasonable, but it sounds weird, and I can’t fault it.

Luo Shisan frowned.

“Black Magnolia is a precious thing. Even people whose Dantian Qihai has been abolished can use this thing to recover. The dignified sword demon also needs this thing?”

Yu Shangrong’s cultivation has been proven.

Luo Shisan felt that Yu Shangrong’s request for Black Mulian was just to save himself some wealth. If necessary, if he encounters a strong hand and is injured, Hei Mulian can save his life.

Yu Shangrong smiled and said:

“you misunderstood.”

“Oh?”

“I have a junior sister named Ci Yuan’er, who is innocent and innocent, and treats others with modesty. Black Mulian is what she begs for.” Yu Shangrong turned his head and looked in the direction of the Motian Pavilion.

In the endless sea of clouds, the rising mist, the sunlight penetrating through, refracted the rainbow-like light, and set off his back to be slender and straight.

Junior sister?

Ci Yuan’er?

Be modest to others?

“I don’t know something.” Luo Shisan said.

“Please say.”

Yu Shangrong’s tone was still very gentle.

“Since you have left the Demon Sky Pavilion, you are no longer a disciple of the Demon Sky Pavilion. Why do you want to help her?”

“help?”

Yu Shangrong shook his head lightly and smiled lightly, “Luo Shisan, help or not, what is it to you?”

Luo Shisan was startled.

Being blocked by Yu Shangrong was speechless.

Yes, they can do whatever they like. You can control it?

What’s more, he is still defeated.

“Although I have never known you before, this battle…you are not an unforgivable person, why should you become a demon targeted by everyone?” Luo Shisan was very puzzled.

Heard this.

Yu Shangrong still appeared calm and said, “Do you want to teach me?”

“This…” Luo Shisan was a little embarrassed.

“I still remember that the last person who said this to me was Kongming.” Yu Shangrong said.

Empty? Dakong Temple is empty! Luo Shisan was surprised.

Rumor has it that Dakong Temple Kongming died at the hands of Zhaoyue, the fifth disciple of Motian Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, the real man behind the scenes was actually Sword Demon Yu Shangrong.

As expected, Kongming is a master of Dakong Temple, how could Zhaoyue’s strength cultivation base easily kill Kongming.

But these are not important… No matter who killed it, this account was kept on the head of the Motian Pavilion by the world.

Yu Shangrong continued: “Don’t follow in an empty footstep…”

Luo Shisan wanted to say something more, but swallowed alive again.

Can it be enlightened?

What’s the use of saying these words for a person who can’t even teach in Dakong Temple?

Luo Shisan looked at the man in front of him…

Unimaginable, he is a sword demon.

Yu Shangrong hugged his arms and stepped on the void, walking towards the Yukong beyond the sword arena, speed not hurriedly.

“I always abide by my principles and never make an exception. If I make an exception, I will cherish it.”