My Disciples Are All Villains - 375

Pan Litian’s shot shocked everyone.

Even Ming Shiyin, Hua Wudao, Xiao Yuan’er didn’t expect his old man to make a sudden move.

Pan Litian practiced authentic Taoist techniques, not Dao Yin’s dodge and escape technique. Therefore, in the case of frontal toughness, his combat effectiveness is higher than that of Leng Luo.

But, how can Leng Luo be tough with him?

Hearing Pan Litian’s shot and smashing people, he didn’t forget to tease himself, Leng Luo shot back:

“Is it worth showing off to bully the weak with weapons?”

Pan Litian laughed and said, “The old man is so capable, hiccup…”

Luozong’s first holy land.

Many elders hurried forward to check Chu Nan’s injuries.

Several beams of qi arrived at Chu Nan almost simultaneously, cutting the ground open.

“Great Elder!”

“Elder Chu!”

Chu Nan looked up at the sky, his eyes widened, his face red and his ears red, as if he was holding a breath.

Hold for a while, finally can’t hold it anymore, puff——

A mouthful of blood sprayed up to the sky.

The people around stepped back one after another, avoiding the blood.

The blood, like red spots, fell on the ground, like red plum blossoms in full bloom.

Chu Nan exhaled.

The right hand pointed hard at the sky: “You—”

…

Pan Litian glanced at Chu Nan who was not dead in surprise, and scratched the gourd in his hand.

Leng Luohehe said:

“That’s what you said to be crushed to death? But that’s it.”

“The old cultivator hasn’t recovered, there was an accident…” Pan Litian said.

The masters of the two senior pavilions are floating in the air, one on the left and the other on the right.

Enough to frighten Yun Tian Luo three masters.

Many elders and disciples under the Sanzong sect raised their heads to look up at the floating old man.

Pan Litian with messy hair and wrinkles like old bark.

Who the hell is this old man?

A master who can defeat the Great Elder Chu Nan with one move… how can it be the unknown generation?

“Dare to ask how seniors are called?” Fang Wenxian, the great elder of Tianzong, arched his hands.

Pan Litian lazily said: “Why… want to remember the old man’s name and seek revenge from him in the future?”

Leng Luo shook his head slightly and said:

“Pan Litian, do you have to change your name or sit down? Are you still scared?”

Pan Litian’s three words immediately caused the crowd to explode.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The elders also discussed below.

This is the number one master of Jingmingdao.

Such a character left Jing Ming Dao hundreds of years ago and was missing.

However, why did you suddenly become a member of the Demon Sky Pavilion?

Surprised, shocked.

At the same time, there are concerns.

How could the Motian Pavilion leave so easily?

Tianzong is nothing, but Yunzong’s person, his face is a bit ugly.

The grudge between Yunzong and Motian Pavilion is a bit big, if the Demon Heaven Pavilion hurts the killer at this time, how should they deal with it?

“It turned out to be Elder Pan.” The elder of Yunzong Zhao Ji bowed in courtesy.

“The old man has no time to talk nonsense with you, let your ancestor come out… the old man has no patience.”

As he said, his gourd came out and revolved around him.

The golden yellow gas is looming.

Zhao Ji’s face was ugly.

at this time……

Hua Wudao walked out and looked at Yunzong Great Elder Zhao Ji.

“Zhao Ji.”

Zhao Ji frowned: “Elder Flower?”

Hua Wudao left Yunzong and went to the Motian Pavilion to challenge Ji Tiandao. No one in the entire Yunzong knew. Yunzong also supported him to go to the Motian Pavilion to resolve the demons. But what I didn’t expect was that Hua Wudao had actually entered the Demon Heaven Pavilion. This incident made Yun Zong extremely angry, and some even said that Hua Wudao lost all Yun Zong’s face.

“Let’s ask Master Grandpa to come out.” Hua Wudao looked down.

“Hua Wudao… how can you recognize…”

call!

Hua Wudao jumped in the air.

When it fell, the nine-character Liuhe seal broke out!

The Bagua Yin and the nine characters spread outward.

The big characters in the golden seal script are gorgeous and dazzling.

This move is not lethal, exactly the same as when he dispelled Ba voodoo gas in the Motian Pavilion.

But it’s spectacular…full of visual effects!

Hua Wudao is showing his power.

Even if there is only a momentary expansion, it is enough to prove his cultivation…

“Nine characters, Liuhe seal. Qiye?” Zhao Ji’s eyes were filled with disbelief.

The elders of Luo Zong suddenly understood the meaning of the original sentence that was not qualified to talk to the pavilion master of the Motian Pavilion-what kind of battle is the Motian Pavilion, and what status are the characters sent by the three sects? Even the suzerain of the three sects did not appear, so what qualifications to talk about?

In other words, if the suzerain did not come, it would be disrespectful to the Devil Heaven Pavilion!

Hua Wudao fell in the middle of the square of the First Holy Land… his eyes looked around.

“Go and invite Master Pa… don’t you think it’s naive to play scheming in front of the elders?”

“…”

The elders of the three sects blushed with shame.

Hua Wudao was originally a veteran of Yunzong, even if he joined the Motian Pavilion now, when he appeared, the people of Yunzong were still in awe.

He was right.

Ji Tiandao, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, Hua Wudao… which one is not a well-informed person. When the old pavilion was in the world, which of the three sects present was not in the mother’s womb?

How naive is it to play scheming and routines in front of this group of people?

at this time–

After Chuanyunfei, Lu Zhou finally spoke:

“Yun Tianluo, come out–”

The voice is deep and deep.

A weird scene appeared.

Those sounds are like water waves, continuous and continuous, wave after wave, sweeping towards the other nine holy places.

Centered on the flying flies, halos and ripples are formed…

The people of the three sects raised their heads one after another, and looked at the sound waves radiating from the flying wing to the surroundings in disbelief.

With such sound skills, is this really just eight leaves…?

Together with Leng Luo and Pan Litian, who are Baye, their faces are also full of surprise.

The sound skills of Confucianism and Buddhism have always been stronger, while the accomplishments of Taoism are lower.

From the sentence just now, they couldn’t tell which sound power came from.

The energy is not strong, even very weak.

But this sense of faintness reveals a strong penetrating power… through the mountains and barriers.

After the sound.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

No one dared to speak out.

No one dared to question.

The elders of the three sects, as well as hundreds of suspended disciples, looked towards the Holy Land of Heavenly Virtue.

It is the place where Patriarch Yun Tianluo retreats-

Yunjuanyunshu, pull away the clouds and see the blue sky.

The clouds and mist around the Tiande Holy Land magically spread to both sides with a gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, in the middle of Tiande Holy Land…a sound wave rolled over——

The sound waves are equally low and powerful, but there is a hint of irritation:

“Palm!”

The people of Sanzong thought that they were speaking to the people of Demon Heaven Pavilion. They just wanted to be happy when they saw the vitality engulfing the sound waves suddenly condensing into a gang.

The slap-like swords all over the sky fell on the cheeks of all the three sects of Yunzong, Tianzong, and Luozong.

“Master Patriarch forgive me!”

“Master Patriarch forgive me!”

The disciples of the three schools all knelt to the ground.