I Am the Righteous Master

He looked at Wan Liqing in front of him:

"In the past, my uncle wanted to use the cultivation of the third heaven of the divine tower to suppress and kill my nephew.

If it weren't for my master's protection, I would have turned into a pile of loess long ago. "

"And today..."

Jiang Yun grinned grimly, and raised the saber in his hand:

"Good uncle, my nephew today... will send you to the funeral!"

Chapter 120 Abducted a Group of Demon Girls Back

The blade glow set off a strong wind and roared towards it.

Jiang Yun slashed down, Wan Liqing opened his mouth and spat out a small clock, which stood in front of him.

"when--"

The small bell rises against the wind, the saber falls, and the slash hits it, making a sound.

Ripples spread, and the light of the law splashed. Jiang Yun drew his knife and slashed down again.

"Clang clang clang..."

The sound of swords and soldiers colliding was loud, and the corner of Wan Liqing's mouth was bleeding, and he encouraged to control the big clock in front of him.

Jiang Yun was full of vigor and blood, and every time he swung the knife, he carried a huge force, which made Wan Liqing almost lose his grip on his magic weapon.

Cracks began to appear on the big clock.

finally--

"Crack!"

The brilliance above the big clock was dim, and it was completely broken, and Jiang Yun chopped it down with a knife and turned it into pieces.

With a sound of "Puff", a splash of blood splashed on Wan Liqing's body, and one arm was cut off.

His body was kicked down by Jiang Yun, and Jiang Yun stepped on the old miscellaneous hair.

The saber buzzed and swept across.

Dapeng's blood spattered, and an old head flew up, with a look of horror on his face.

Wan Liqing has not died yet, his brows are glowing, the divine tower flies out, and he is about to turn into a divine soul and escape.

Jiang Yun snorted coldly, and six large banners flew out from his hands, and the bloody banners fluttered, sealing the world here.

This was left to him by Senior Bailong. Since Jiang Yun wanted to attack and kill members of the Black Lotus Sect, he was naturally well prepared.

He used magic soldiers to stabilize Wan Liqing's soul, stepped on the void, and came to the head.

Wan Liqing's face was gloomy:

"If you kill me, you won't end well. Although I die today, the Xuantian Sect will be destroyed by your hands sooner or later..."

"Is there such a good thing?!"

Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows, raised his legs and took a step, and moved close to Wan Liqing's ear:

"Master, let me tell you something."

Jiang Yun smiled:

"You thought exactly what you thought back then, and I was the undercover agent sent by Zhengdao."

"what?!"

Wan Liqing's eyes showed horror.

Jiang Yun smiled, stretched out his hand, and patted the top of his head:

"Uncle, don't worry, I will turn Xuantian Sect into something you hate."

The next moment, he shattered Wan Liqing's soul.

The battle here was over, and Jiang Yun, who had just beaten the [-]-year-old man, sighed.

In the past, he had a grudge with Wan Liqing, but now the karma is finally settled.

On the other side, the battle has also come to an end.

After Jiang Yun escaped from the chariot, Ao Luan went to support Mo Ling and Mo Xianxian.

The two people brought by Wan Liqing were both monks from the second heaven of the divine tower, Mo Ling from the second heaven of the divine tower, Mo Xianxian from the third heaven of the divine tower, and Ao Luan from the second heaven of the divine tower, they had no strength to fight back at all.

To Jiang Yun's surprise, Ao Luan was still a spearman.

The third princess was holding a bright silver spear, and she danced in a hunting style, quite heroic, and pierced the heart of the man from the Black Lotus Sect with a single shot.

The next moment, Mo Ling raised his hand and chopped off his head.

And the woman of the Black Lotus Sect was even more shattered by Mo Xianxian.

"Son."

The two saluted together.

"You did a good job." Jiang Yun nodded, "From today onwards, you two and your sisters will join my Xuantian Sect's Miaoyu Pavilion."

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

The two said in unison.

"follow me."

Jiang Yun looked at the sky, "Go back now, pack up, let the Master of Miaoyu Pavilion chat with you, and you can still catch up with lunch...

Well, after all, everyone will be the same in the future, and I should always invite the first meal. "

The breeze pushed away the morning clouds, and the sun shone on Jiang Yun's shoulders.

Jiang Shengzi stood in the morning twilight, his voice was as gentle as jade, his white robe was not stained with dust, and he was as bright as a god.

The girls in Honglianfang looked at the approachable and approachable Lord Shengzi in front of them, weeping with gratitude.

A scholar dies for his confidant, and a bird lives for a good tree. Mo Ling felt extremely ashamed for his ignorance before.

Mo Xianxian blushed unconsciously, thinking of what happened last night.

Even Ao Luan felt her heart beat a few beats faster.

Compared with last night, Jiang Yun in the morning seems to be a little more handsome, making people want to get closer.

Jiang Yun took a look at the performance of the girls and felt that it was almost the same, so he received the supernatural power of Haoqi Jing.

The passiveness of this technique can be called a sorcery, adding friendliness, affinity and lobbying, and it has its own glory in the eyes of others.

It's too cheating, Jiang Yun said he likes it very much, and suggested to increase the intensity.

After counting the equipment on the three of Wan Liqing, it was considered a windfall. The dragon girl and witches who were dazed by Jiang Shengzi came to the secret passage under his leadership.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a secret passage here in Qingyun City."

Ao Luan reached out and touched the rough rock wall, amazed.

Mo Ling didn't respond at all, she knew that her lover met her through this secret passage.

Jiang Yun nodded, reached out and touched the wall, and pulled out a black bead.

The power of this thing is quite terrifying, it would be bad if it was touched by mistake.

To Jiang Yun's surprise, the ghost-masked man was covered in a black robe and was guarding the entrance of the secret passage.

Seeing Jiang Yun with a silver mask coming out of the secret passageway, he was refreshed.

During the two days when Jiang Yun left, the ghost-masked man was in fear.

I was afraid that someone would steal the jade talisman from the other party, and then some forces that would be unfavorable to Qingyun City would sneak in.

Now that Jiang Yun came back smoothly, he was also relieved.

Then the ghost-masked man saw that behind Jiang Yun, a woman with a silk scarf came out.

Ah this...

He even brought someone back, young master is very capable... the ghost-masked man complained in his heart.

But this woman is a bit unfamiliar, why haven't I seen it in Honglianfang?

The next moment, the ghost-masked man saw his old friend Mo Ling coming out.

Then there are Mo Xianxian, the four great protectors, and a group of witches from the Red Lotus Workshop...

The ghost-faced man's body was a little stiff.

What happened?

He was bewildered.

"Sir, this..."

The ghost-masked man approached, and Jiang Yun waved his hand to indicate that everything was normal.

So he leaned into the ear of his old friend Mo Ling again: "What's going on?"

"Don't ask too many questions." Mo Ling pushed him, "We are already the young master's people."

Ghost-faced man: "???"

He touched the hood of his black robe to make sure it was still black.

"What are you thinking?!" Mo Ling stretched out his hand and slapped him, "I mean, we are all the young master's subordinates now."

Since the Holy Son did not take the initiative to reveal his identity, Mo Ling did not dare to reveal his identity.

But going out of the city and recovering the group of witches from Honglianfang within a day and a night can already explain a lot of problems.

"You don't have to be nervous, fellow Daoist."

Jiang Yun smiled slightly.

Although he was wearing a mask, the ghost-masked man felt that the other party had become inexplicably friendly.