Dressed as the master in the master-disciple essay

Dengying Secret Realm has a vast area, and monks scattered in it are scattered, and it is not easy to find them.But it is not impossible, the monks who come here come here by chance, and generally where there are good things, the monks will appear in groups.At this time, the treasure hunting mouse came in handy again.

Mozong monks also relied on similar methods to find Taoist monks, but they didn't expect that the mantis caught the cicada, and the oriole was behind.They themselves became prey in the eyes of Wei Hanzhen and his party.After several days of slaughter, Wei Hanzhen and his party were covered in blood, and each of them suffered some injuries.But all of this is worth it, the Mozong monks are not having a good time.

At this moment, Pan Shaoming also realized that the disciples of the Taoist sect had begun to resist. More and more disciples of the Demon Sect who could be contacted were coming, but there was no response to the news released.In a dense forest, he asked his fellow disciples to wait for a while, and released a stream of black smoke. After a while, the smoke twisted and turned into a heroic armored monk.Pan Shaoming cupped his hands towards him, and said in a solemn voice: "Some Taoist disciples are also killing my Demon Sect disciples, and now nearly a hundred of his monks have been lost."

Pan Shaoqing's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "How's the result?"

Pan Shaoming grinned and said: "I have killed more than 300 Taoist disciples when I entered the Dengying Secret Realm. It's just—" His tone paused, and there was a murderous look in his resolute eyebrows, and he continued, "Among them, there are not many disciples from the Great Sect. The Yuxiao Sect didn't succeed, and the disciples of the Changguan Sect... actually killed two single ones."

Pan Shaoqing nodded and said: "We have fewer disciples than Taoist cultivators in the secret realm, so this matter can be stopped for a while. Penglai Qi has been born, and my brother has already obtained its whereabouts. You bring people together Bar."

Pan Shaoming nodded and said, "Yes." After the black smoke cleared, he licked his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.There was a strong murderous look in his brows and eyes. More than 300 monks is quite a big achievement, but unfortunately... the impact on the big Taoist sect is very small, and those down-and-out small sects and casual cultivators are not worth mentioning at all.

"Senior Brother Pan, there are Taoist disciples nearby, do you want to go there?" A Mozong monk asked.

Pan Shaoming originally planned to look for his brother immediately, but he hesitated after hearing this.There are five monks at the golden core stage on their side, and those Taoist disciples are nearby, and it won't take long to fight.When the time comes, take their heads as congratulatory gifts to the elder brother!He made up his mind, and immediately said: "Let's go!" Pan Shaoming, a cultivator of strength, raised his hands to shake mountains and mountains.He recognized at a glance that the approaching flying boat was the one he had to let go earlier.A murderous intent flashed in Pan Shaoming's eyes, he smiled sinisterly, released black smoke, disturbed the situation, and covered the world.

"It's Pan Shaoming, one of the top ten talents of the Demon Sect." A cold light flashed in Wei Hanzhen's eyes.There are five monks in Mozong, and they are the same here. "I'll deal with this person." Wei Hanzhen threw down a sentence, and then turned into a sword light and rushed out of the flying boat.

"My fellow daoist, we meet again, what do you think, fellow daoist?" Pan Shaoming looked at Wei Hanzhen, with a proud smile on his lips.

Wei Hanzhen sneered, shook the sword light, and paved a long river of sword light forward.The sword intent is high-pitched and high-pitched, with the potential to soar into the sky.Pan Shaoming frowned, and his contempt faded a bit. "Taiyi Duoling turned out to be a disciple of Changguan Sect!" Pan Shaoming moved forward, grabbed a hideous long knife, and said with a grin, "That's okay, I have many disciples of Changguan Sect under my saber, and more It doesn't matter if one!"

Pan Shaoming relied on his strength and was as strong as steel, so he was not afraid of Wei Hanzhen's sword attack.There were teeth-piercing impact sounds, and sparks flew in front of him. "Only this is the only ability for the disciples of Changguan Sect?" He laughed out loud, and slashed horizontally with his long saber, with the momentum of destroying mountains and shattering ground.Wei Hanzhen's self-knowledge was not as good as that of a strength monk, so he didn't face it head-on. He saw several afterimages passing by, and after the dust cleared, there was no longer Wei Hanzhen's figure in that place.

Wei Hanzhen made a magic formula. She knew that her Nascent Soul was sealed, and her sword intent was not as fierce as before. It was almost impossible to kill Pan Shaoming with a sword.But Jian Guang bumped wildly, and after some testing, she also knew where Pan Shaoming's limit was.With a chuckle, the sword light suddenly slashed, tearing the sky apart.The golden sword light pierced the sun, and the wind and electricity galloped, leaving bloodstains on Pan Shaoming's body in an instant.

Pan Shaoming's complexion changed, the long knife protected his body, and he operated the kung fu, and his body recovered immediately. This is the supernatural power of a strength monk.His expression became ferocious, and he slapped forward with his palm, causing landslides and landslides.Wei Hanzhen's eyes turned cold, and a wave of water suddenly rose under his feet, and the gravel was swallowed by a sudden roll.

"Beiming Xuanshui is actually a fellow practitioner of dual skills!" Pan Shaoming was stunned for a moment. Generally, those who can do this must have outstanding talents, and they must be true disciples.They have met the true disciples of Changguanzong in Mozong, but none of them looked like this.Wei Hanzhen seized the opportunity to split the sword light again, but the tide under his feet did not disappear, and there was a faint sound of rolling thunder.

Pan Shaoming also moved quickly, he protected himself with the long knife, and made a magic trick, a peak made of loess suddenly floated on the ground, dragging him upwards.The sword light disintegrated, even though Pan Shaoming blocked it with a horizontal knife, a lot of parts still fell on his body.The bloodstain disappeared in a blink of an eye, Pan Shaoming laughed and said, "Just relying on this kind of sword light, you can't kill me."

"Really?" Wei Hanzhen's lips curled up, and a smile appeared on his face.She stretched out her hand, and the flying shuttle hidden in the sword light came to Pan Shaoming in the blink of an eye.This is the mysterious weapon Golden Sword Xuan Shuo, because she practiced "Taiyi Seizing Spirit Sword Sutra", this shuttle quietly mixed into the golden sword light, it is not easy to be noticed.Although Pan Shaoming is a strength cultivator, he is only at the golden core stage, and he cannot reach the realm of being with the heaven and the earth, so the profound weapon can naturally hurt him.

When Pan Shaoming realized something was wrong, it was too late, he could only sacrifice a piece of protective treasure, but it turned out to be like paper paste, and was smashed by the golden sword Xuanshuo in an instant.Pan Shaoming was horrified, and threw out one magic weapon after another, but it was just delaying time. The mysterious weapon hit his body in the blink of an eye, and with a rattling sound, a life-protecting jade tablet hanging around his neck shattered. This is his last resort.

After narrowly escaping from death, Pan Shaoming was still in shock, and before he could wipe the sweat off his forehead, the sword light greeted him again along with the tide.

Wei Hanzhen was somewhat regretful that he failed to kill Pan Shaoming in one fell swoop, but it would be good to be able to break a magic weapon on Pan Shaoming's body.She has nothing else but a lot of magic weapons.Now that the golden sword Xuan Shuo had been exposed, she was not polite, directly sacrificed this mysterious weapon, and killed Pan Shaoming.As long as one of the two sides frees up, the situation will change drastically.

Wuchen was the first to free up his hands.

There were mottled bloodstains on the snow clothes, like red plums dotted, the eyes under the fox's mask were deep and deep, and the red umbrella swirled in mid-air, turning into a long bow.The dragon soul roared, releasing all the evil spirits.Wuchen tapped his toes, grasped the longbow, and condensed three arrows from his spiritual power, which suddenly shot towards Pan Shaoming's body.But Wu Chen used self-destructive techniques to fight the Demon Sect disciple in order to fight quickly.When the three arrows were released, the spiritual power in the golden core was almost squeezed out, but he was powerless to fight any more.

In front of him was the billowing tide of water and the Xuan Shuo. Once it touched his body, his flesh and blood would be wiped away, and the three arrows suddenly struck behind him, giving Pan Shaoming an extremely terrifying feeling, as if he was about to be swallowed by the blood-red light. To devour.Pan Shaoming gritted his teeth, and a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He pinched the formula, and his figure suddenly rose to several feet high, like a giant.Next, he didn't resist Xuan Shuo and Jian Guang, but directly exploded the golden core, even if he died, he would drag his back.

Wei Hanzhen and Wuchen were the closest to him, and they were the first to encounter the impact of this force.Wei Hanzhen's eyes fell, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she swept towards the place where Wuchen was.Wuchen's expression changed slightly, and at the very moment, he forcibly raised a touch of spiritual power, pushed Wei Hanzhen away with a palm, and shouted: "Let's go!"