My Disciples Are All Villains - 379. Chapter 374 I'm Back (1 more seeking monthly)

The ten holy places of Luo Zong towered into the clouds, and the mountain breeze whizzed from time to time, and it was easy to noisy practitioners who meditated in concentration. The smooth and round barrier is the perfect energy to isolate these sounds.

The first holy land at this time is also like this, it is quiet when there is no one.

It’s just that it’s a bit horrible at this time.

The disciples of Sanzong held their breath and looked at the Sword Saint Luo Shisan who was shot down by the pavilion master of the Motian Pavilion in disbelief. This swordsman master, one of the eight altars of Yunzong, was given the nickname of Sword Master Luo Shisan.

Luo Shisan was not dead, but he felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in his chest.

He tried his best to restrain the tumbling blood.

The master of the dignified Yuanshen Tribulation Realm, lying on the ground, it is extremely difficult to find a support point to sit up.

No one helped him.

They seemed to be shocked by Lu Zhou’s clean and unbelievable palm.

Whether it’s the elder, the suzerain, or Yun Tianluo himself.

Including Leng Luo and Pan Litian who stood not far behind Lu Zhou and watched… They also couldn’t understand… How did this palm work?

…

Quiet for a moment.

Luo Shisan couldn’t suppress the tumbling blood after all, his face flushed and his ears were red, and he spit out blood with a muffled grunt.

“Senior Luo!”

“Elder Luo!”

The disciples of Yunzong said worriedly.

The other Yunzong elders looked at the pavilion master of the Motian Pavilion in fear.

A palm.

With just one palm, you can defeat the big leader of the sword world.

What kind of means and strength is this?

The sword of the ground step was as crisp as paper in the hands of Motian Pavilion.

Yun Tianluo pushed back, pushing away the wind that supported him, pointing at Luo Shisan and said, “You want to rebel?”

Luo Shisan seemed to be poured cold water, and all his hatred was extinguished.

“Master Patriarch?”

“Who gave you the courage to assassinate the old man’s distinguished guest?” Yun Tianluo asked.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and spoke indifferently:

“Do you want to avenge sword idiot Luo Changqing?”

“Yes.” Luo Shisan answered decisively.

“If it weren’t for Yun Tianluo’s face, the palm of my seat just now would have killed you.” Lu Zhou said truthfully.

Jiajian, a palm, used nearly one-third of the extraordinary power of his heavenly book.

Of course, he could use more than half of the magical powers of the heavenly book to kill Luo Shisan…but he didn’t do that.

With a life span of twenty years, Yun Tianluo reproduced the scene that had impacted Jiuye.

This face is given to Yun Tianluo.

“Could it be…my junior was dead in vain?” Luo Shisan said.

There was a burst of disdainful laughter from Chuan Yun Feilian: “What a joke…Luo Changqing took advantage of the danger to assassinate my second senior brother, should we sit still?”

Assassination?

Luo Shisan raised his head and looked at Fei Nian.

It was Ming Shiyin, the fourth disciple of Motian Pavilion, who had listened to Duan Xing’s bragging that day and talked about some details before he knew that Luo Changqing had assassinated the second brother.

Ming Shiyin said word by word:

“Yun Zong sent more than a dozen Shenting practitioners to participate in Qingyang Mountain’s siege of the family teacher. How do you calculate this account?”

“Also, Ding Fanqiu, the sixth elder of your Yunzong, pretending to be a master, doing evil in the Dutianjiang area. What about this account?”

“Loss, you are the Sword Saint of Yunzong, and you have a righteous reputation. Why don’t you even understand a little bit of courtesy, justice and shame?”

“If I were you, I should kill Luo Changqing righteously and kill Luo Changqing first. Perhaps, I will respect you three points! Now…I am!”

What Ming Shiyin said was exactly what Lu Zhou had in mind.

This disciple brought it right.

Luo thirteen faces are red with red ears.

I don’t know if it was caused by the anger or the aftermath of that palm.

Yun Tianluo has been in retreat all year round, and he has not asked about these mundane things long ago.

If not, we will not watch the three separate and independent.

Yun Tianluo’s eyes swept away and looked at the three major suzerains——

“This is true?”

Sect Master Yun, Yun Wuji knelt down and said, “This… Grand Master, please listen to my explanation.”

“For Ding Fanqiu’s matter, I sent special envoy Li Yundao to apologize to Motian Pavilion with the black magnolia, and it has already been cleared; as for the besieging of seniors and the assassination of Mr. Motian Pavilion II, it is Yunzong’s own responsibility and no resentment!” Yun Wuji bowed his head and said. .

Ming Shiyin laughed and said, “It’s almost the same…but I have to correct your mistake… The master killed Luo Changqing, it is self-protection, in the final analysis, the fault lies with you. Logically speaking, Yunzong should make compensation for the master. !”

“…”

The disciples of the three sects raised their heads to look at Chuanyun Feinan.

This sounded weird… but it didn’t break the formation!

It’s like a bad guy takes a knife and hacks people and fails, and he is killed by others. Who does he blame?

Ming Shi was speechless because of these words.

But, it’s not over yet–

“Luo Shisan, you are the only one who lives under the sword of my second brother. With your knowledge of my second brother, would he do such a despicable thing?”

Luo Shisan was stunned again.

Although he didn’t have much contact with Yu Shangrong, he was certain that Yu Shangrong was not that kind of despicable villain.

On the contrary, Luo Changqing, the junior, is more likely.

He knows this younger brother too well… often in order to achieve his goals, he will do something quite extraordinary.

Having said that, Yun Tianluo slowly nodded, and basically understood the ins and outs of the matter…

His eyes sank, and he said:

“Yun Wuji.”

“Master Patriarch?”

“come here……”

Yun Tianluo’s expression was not so natural, his chest seemed to be blocked, and he couldn’t come out.

Yun Wuji didn’t know what Grand Master was going to do, so he walked over honestly.

Yun Tianluo suddenly raised his big hand… he slapped it in the past, showing no mercy, and even hit Yun Wuji’s face with a faint wind.

Snapped!

His voice was clear and powerful, and the slap was so real that half of Yun Wuji’s face was swollen.

“go.”

Yun Tianluo said, “Kowtow to Brother Ji and apologize.”

Yun Wuji was stunned.

Ming Shi was funny looking at him, and thought to himself that the cultivation level of the Patriarch of the Three Sects had dropped so much that he would slap at most.

Lu Zhou sighed slightly… Yun Tianluo’s age was not as strong as before, and the three schools had fallen apart and were independent. This reminded Lu Zhou of Ji Tiandao or his current self.

When you get older, you can only slap your hands.

“No need.” Lu Zhou said.

“Um?”

“This seat has always been reasonable. For Yun Tianluo’s sake, this seat will not care about Yunzong… but if you do it again…” When Lu Zhou finished speaking, he snorted, making Yunzong shudder.

Lu Zhou thought to himself that this matter should be closed as soon as it is good.

Moreover, if kneeling and apologizing are useful, what should you do with your fists?

It can’t increase the cultivation base by a minute.

Unexpectedly, Yun Tianluo was greatly moved and bowed and said, “The old man went up and down for the three sects and thanked Brother Ji.”

Lu Zhou said with his expression unchanged, “Small things.”

After saying this, Lu Zhou turned around and walked in the air, step by step towards Chuanyunfeiwan.

Pan Litian, Leng Luo, and Xiao Yuan’er flew towards Feiyan at the same time.

No one dared to stop it, not even the atmosphere.

The deterrent power of the Old Man Pavilion was enough to make Sanzong dare not make any moves.

Back on the fly.

Ming Shiyin flattered and said, “Master is supernatural!”

Luo Zong’s Lu Ping hurriedly flew up and said, “I’ll see you off!”

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