My Disciples Are All Villains - 346

Yu Shangrong has never seen Master bow his head like this.

For so many years, the master who has been aloof, watching sentient beings…how could he say this?

This old man didn’t dare to be it, and it really shocked Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong immediately knelt on one knee, his fist stuck to the ground, his eyes fell to the ground.

Let the master salute the apprentice, even if Yu Shangrong had great pride, he couldn’t bear it.

Luzhou stayed in place, looking at Yu Shangrong who was kneeling on one knee, stroked his beard and said: “Sometimes, unnecessary pride will only harm you.”

“Sword, should have been colder and arrogant.” Yu Shangrong looked at the ground and said.

“Too much self-confidence is conceit… conceit will blind your eyes… Do you really think your swordsmanship is invincible in the world?” Lu Zhou said lightly.

“Don’t dare.”

Yu Shangrong lowered his voice.

“No, you dare.” Lu Zhou raised his tone.

As his tone increased.

The others were frightened to see it.

They didn’t even dare to show up, and they were all wondering, how does the world’s biggest demon train these evildoers? How did you teach such a surviving kendo genius?

“The disciples dare not.” Yu Shangrong lowered his voice again.

“Get up and talk.”

Yu Shangrong was slightly startled.

According to the previous style of behavior, he should be punished heavily. Why did he suddenly change his style?

Suddenly he remembered the words of the Seventh Junior Brother, and he had a hundred questions in his heart.

Yu Shangrong slowly got up.

Lu Zhou said, “Bring the sword.”

He didn’t want to use his own name.

Raise his right hand and wait for someone to deliver the sword.

The people nearby looked at each other, and only Zhou Jifeng was a sword master.

If you don’t even have this point of vision, this period of time in the Devil’s Pavilion is really for nothing.

Zhou Jifeng hurriedly drew out his sword, sent it to him, and placed it in Lu Zhou’s palm.

Lu Zhou raised his hand, the sun fell on the blade, and the light flashed.

“Since you are called the master of this seat, this seat will act as a master, let’s see how you grow.”

Yu Shangrong showed an expression of astonishment.

Don’t dare to take the longevity sword.

Seeing that he hadn’t moved, Lu Zhou gave a soft drink and stabbed him.

No vitality is used.

The sword is agile and graceful like a dragon.

Perhaps because the material of the sword is not good, when it is used, it shakes obviously.

But it is this sense of shaking that makes the sword’s momentum complex and changeable.

Yu Shangrong’s face is solemn…

He could underestimate anyone, but he didn’t dare to underestimate Master.

When the sword stabbed, he recognized it for the first time. This move came from: Guiyuan Sword Art.

This is his best swordsmanship.

Back!

Back quickly!

He drew up the longevity sword and swung it over.

Heaven-rank weapons, encountering weapons of other ranks, are all a result…

call!

The sword in Lu Zhou’s hand trembled up and down, avoiding the longevity sword at a weird angle, and let go of his big hand.

“go!”

The sword was sent out.

boom!

It was nailed to the wall behind Yu Shangrong, less than half an inch from his neck.

…

“In terms of experience, the Pavilion Master clearly wins. In terms of skills…it seems that the Pavilion Master is stronger. Mr. Er relies too much on the Longevity Sword, thinking that he will cut off the weapon, but he was wrong…” Hua Wudao nodded in admiration.

Leng Luo said: “Not only that, fighting needs to break the rules. Swords, not just swords… When appropriate, it can be a knife or a hidden weapon.”

Lu Zhou’s throwing of the sword was exactly the use of hidden weapons.

The problem is…Most practitioners rely on vitality to control their weapons, so there is basically no chance of encountering the current situation.

Yu Shangrong’s combat experience is indeed very rich, and even has a lot of life and death experience.

There is no such fighting experience.

It is reasonable to lose.

Lu Zhou won with a sword and lost his hand: “This is your kendo?”

Yu Shangrong was speechless.

He felt that the sword just now was full of flaws.

He has a hundred and ten thousand ways to crack… but he chose the most stupid way.

He knew he would lose, but he didn’t expect it would be so simple.

Master is old, using ordinary weapons, and defeating the use of the longevity sword, just at the time of Yu Shangrong…

This is more than just a superior technique?

Zhu Hong said with excitement: “Master is supernatural, and swordsmanship is the first! Thousands… Autumn…”

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Honggong felt strange eyes from around him.

They all looked at him like a fool.

…

Yu Shangrong arched his hands and said, “Master taught that.”

[Ding, train Yu Shangrong and get 500 merit points. 】

The reward is also significantly higher than other apprentices.

No wonder Lu Zhou.

Yu Shangrong is indeed too proud…

Lu Zhou looked at the longevity sword in his hand and said, “When did you step into the eight leaves?”

“Can not remember.”

Yu Shangrong thought for a while, and added, “It’s almost a hundred years.”

This statement came out.

The crowd onlookers even exclaimed.

Yu Shangrong still looks so young…

This makes people not envious, jealous and hateful.

Look back at a few old men in the Senior Pavilion.

Hey.

People are more angry than people.

The most ashamed is Hua Wudao, in terms of face, he is older than Leng Luo and Pan Litian. But he is only Qiye now. Stepping into the eight leaves is even more distant.

Everyone in the world says that the nine disciples of Motian Pavilion have amazing talents, indeed!

This makes them have to think of the quirky little Yuan of Mr. Nine…

She has only been in the market for less than six years, and at this speed of practice, she will soon be the first person to crush the seniors and sisters.

…

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and looked at Yu Shangrong: “Why are you not Jiuye?”

He asked this question after careful consideration.

With Yu Shangrong’s talent, he could break through to Jiuye in a hundred years.

Yu Shangrong replied: “I want to live.”

Lu Zhou remembered what Gong Yuandu had said, and thought that Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai were both powerful eight-leaf masters. Perhaps they had both made similar attempts.

Yun Zhaoan’s death, Jingyan, confirmed this even more.

“Nine Leaves draws on their lifespan… You, like Yu Zhenghai, are deliberately suppressing the cultivation base?” Lu Zhou stared at Yu Shangrong intently.

When Yu Shangrong heard this question, he reluctantly shook his head and said, “No one in this world can pass this limit. Jiuye is just a restricted area restricted by God. Anyone who attempts to step into the restricted area will have his life ruined. One day, I knew this truth…Master, why are you still stubborn?”

Everyone was also surprised.

Except that Lu Zhou himself knew that his cultivation was only the realm of Shenting Huadao.

But in the eyes of others, Lu Zhou is a veritable Yuanshen Tribulation Realm Eight-Leaf Golden Lotus Dharma Body Great Perfection Realm.

His old man seeks to break through the nine leaves, but it is most normal!

So these words stop… It’s more like a disciple advising Master not to make unnecessary attempts, why bother against the truth?

Lu Zhou frowned: “I need your advice when I do something?”

“The disciple dare not!” Yu Shangrong declared himself a disciple again.

“Come here.” Lu Zhou said.

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng stopped at the same time.

Lu Zhou said, “Take the longevity sword away!”

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng: “…”

The people present, because of their low status and young age, they are instinctive to do some chores, as they should.

However, asking them to offend Yu Shangrong, which… is tantamount to killing them.