The villain is addicted to my furry

Zhou Yutang concentrated, stood still and did not dodge.

At the moment when Burning Bones attacked head-on, Xie Yang moved against the wind, holding the sword firmly and quickly to block Burning Bones' sharp edge.

Move everything!

Yan Quanzi and Master Puyang drew their swords on the stage at the same time, and fought fiercely with Lu Jiao on one left and one on the right.

Rong Shangqing sat on the overturned stone bench and watched with relish: "The fox's tail can't be hidden anymore!"

With tears in his eyes, Master Chaoci shook his head in disbelief: "Senior brother, did you really...really kill Master?"

Master Puyang was furious: "What are you talking about with this wolf-hearted man! Isn't that just a sign of a guilty conscience?"

Lu Jiao and Yan Quanzi met palms, and the surging spiritual power collided with each other, pushing each other back a few steps. He took a breath and argued: "This evil animal is spurting people with blood and maliciously slandering me. I will kill him." Why not prove the prestige of the Supreme Immortal Sect here!"

Rong Shangqing was amused: "The dead duck has a hard mouth." "Okay!" Puyang Master put away his sword and said righteously, "Lu Jiao won't cry when he sees the coffin, Xie Lingxiao, just open the fairy in the painting, I want to go in and see him What did you do!"

An old sword cultivator stood up and said: "You can count as an old man. The old man has received the favor of Nan Mingzi. He died for no reason. The old man must find out about this matter!"

Chao Ci and Lan Yue glanced at each other, and stood beside Master Puyang.

Lu Jiao's unshakable emotions finally had a huge crack that had never been seen before. His pupils were dilated and he was sweating profusely: "This is a trick! You can't get out if you go in!"

His voice was thin and weak.

Xie Yang took the fairy in the painting from Zhou Yutang's hand: "Uncles, please."

Real Puyang walked over first.

Lu Jiao's heart was beating like thunder, and his body was soaked in sweat. At the moment Puyang Zhenren passed by, he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed his junior brother's vest!Master Puyang had already taken precautions, he dodged sideways, his footwork was as elegant as a cloud, and he fought back with a sword in his back-

The chaotic Lu Jiao couldn't dodge at all, and was pierced through the shoulder blade by a sharp sword. The glaring blood smeared on the light-colored Taoist robe, mixed with the cold sweat all over Lu Jiao's body, forming a look of embarrassment that he had never seen before.

Yin Kongcheng's face was full of sarcasm: "It's a guilty conscience to be a thief."

Master Qing Yong took a step forward, although he had already guessed in his heart, but when the cruel facts were in front of him, he still felt like a knife piercing his heart: "Lu Jiao, are you really...

The knuckles of Lu Jiao's five fingers holding the sword hilt turned white: the shining jade crown was knocked crooked in the fight, and a few strands of gray hair fell out, he was embarrassed and defeated.

He raised his blood-stained eyelids, faced everyone's attack, and laughed wildly like crazy: "So what if it's me! There is nothing I dare not admit to now! What Zhou Yutang said is absolutely right, I always I set fire to Qianli Gallery, I deceived my teacher and exterminated my ancestors, how about it! You idiots have been deceived by me for 13 years, and I am worth it!"

This sentence was like a slap in the face, and it was slapped hard on the faces of all the immortal monks, making their ears almost deaf and their minds blank.

Chao Ci yelled in pain: "You are so mad!" "Haha, I am mad? It's all because of Nan Mingzi's partiality! I am his first disciple, but he always favors his second junior brother. Why! In terms of innate talent and ability , I can't compare to Qing Yong! As the head of a faction, you have to take responsibility and have the ambition to expand the territory in order to keep the foundation of the sect for thousands of years. He Qing Yong is passive, lazy and content, and he is not suitable at all. Be the head!" Lu Jiao finally had a chance to vent the grievances that had been pent up in his heart for many years, and even faced with this trip and the scene, he felt extremely happy. "Facts speak louder than words. Since I took over as the head of the sect, I have carried forward the school and firmly sat at the head of the immortal way! Who doesn't respect the Supreme Immortal Sect, and which demon cultivator is not afraid of the Supreme Immortal Sect?" Lu Jiao He stared angrily at Master Qing Yong, "On the other hand, my gentle second senior brother, can he do it!"

Lu Jiao's ability to turn black and white is so awesome that Zhou Yutang wanted to give him three consecutive hits.

It's all up to this point, and he can still establish himself as a generation of heroes who endure humiliation, which is absolutely perfect.

Yan Quanzi: "You have ruined thousands of miles of galleries, and you have deceived teachers and ancestors, so you still have the face to speak out here!" "If you want to blame, blame Nan Mingzi, he is the one who caused all this!" Lu Jiao suddenly turned his head to look at Xie Yang, "You're looking for revenge, you're looking for the wrong person! The real culprit is your Grand Master! If it wasn't for him being biased everywhere, why would I go to Qianli Gallery to win treasures? Why did I force your mother Kill yourself with a sword!"

Even the "vicious" Rong Shangqing was stunned by Lu Jiao's shameless remarks.Gu Rentan, the demon cultivator standing beside him, was also stunned when he heard this.

Crazy, right?Zhou Yutang couldn't help complaining in his heart.

It really depends on the background of his peers, Rong Shangqing actually looks like a good person compared to Lu Jiao, a madman. "Snapped"-

The long whip lashed the ground hard, only half an inch away from Lu Jiao's body. If Lu Jiao was a little slower to react, his back would be ripped apart.

Everyone turned their heads and saw the comatose Jiang Xiaofeng woke up at some point, holding "Fenghui" in her hand, unable to contain the turbulent murderous aura all over her body, failing to make a single blow, she quickly let out another whip.

Lu Jiao actually laughed: "Xiaofeng also wants to learn to be a teacher, can't he deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?" "The hatred of killing one's mother is irreconcilable." Jiang Xiaofeng had tears in his eyes, "I want you to pay with your life!"

Master Puyang and other elders also drew their swords and rushed forward, one to avenge the master's murder, and the other to clean up the family.

Rong Shangqing gave Gu Rentan a look, and Gu Rentan sighed, and joined the battle circle together with the two guardians.

In an unprecedented melee, Lu Jiao fought against a group with one opponent.

Cleaning up the door is an internal matter of the Taishang Xianmen. It is inconvenient for Yin Kongcheng, Yan Quanzi and Wufa to intervene. The three of them simply faced Rong Shangqing to prevent the prison leader from secretly attacking.

The purpose of Gu Rentan and the two protectors was to snatch Fengu, so Lu Jiao naturally refused to give it, and the elders of the Supreme Immortal Sect even more forbade, so the melee was quite anxious.

It's not for nothing that Lu Jiao is called Immortal No. 1. He has a high cultivation base, and he didn't lose the wind when faced with the siege of Puyang Zhenren and other elders. It wasn't until Qingyong Zhenren got involved that he felt the crisis, and his forehead overflowed. strenuous sweat.

Jiang Xiaofeng became red-eyed, and while Lu Jiao was dealing with Master Qingyong, she used Feng Hui to forcefully grab his left wrist, but Lu Jiao was actually a ruthless character, and he did not hesitate to break the bone in his left wrist, so he escaped from Feng Hui's entanglement.Jiang Xiaofeng was in a hurry, stretched out his plain hand, and several flower vines emerged from the palm, climbing up to Lu Jiao's body overwhelmingly, forming a firm meat dumpling.

Daoist Qing Yong was taken aback: "Half-demon?"

Master Puyang was also caught off guard: "You, are you a flower demon?"

Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't hear anything, all his mind was on making Lu Jiao die.

Lu Jiao pinched a fire curse, using himself as the ignition point, and instantly burned all the flowers and vines.Jiang Xiaofeng was backlashed by spiritual power, and she wanted to strike again regardless of the severe pain in her internal organs. She struck with her palm, but froze in mid-air, as if the palm had hit something invisible.

Not only Jiang Xiaofeng, but also Puyang Chaoci, Lan Yue and others, their sharp swords pierced invisible things, like a wall, in a dilemma.

Suddenly, the air burst!

The scene ahead was like a mirror blown into a cobweb, and everyone was caught off guard!

Rong Shangqing, who was in a stalemate with Master Wu Fa, looked back and was shocked: "Mirror World!?"

The chaotic lights and shadows are intertwined, and when the sight in front of him becomes clear again, the things he sees have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Lu Jiao was stained with his own and other people's blood, barely standing with his sword supporting his body, panting heavily.

A pair of pure white boots appeared in the field of vision, embroidered with the unique auspicious cloud patterns of the Taishang Xianmen.Lu Jiao looked up along the boots, saw the blue and white brocade robe of the disciple, and saw Xie Yang with cold eyes.

Lu Jiao wiped the blood off his face, then laughed and said, "Your eyes really resemble your mother."

Lu Jiao paused, then smiled again: "The chin is like mine."

Xie Yang's thoughts moved slightly, and the soul turned into a sword, instantly causing Lu Jiao's chin to be ripped apart!

Blood dripped all over the ground, and Lu Jiao held his chin and shouted: "Are you going to kill your father? Even if you don't want to admit it, this seat is also your biological father!"

Xie Yang had no expression on his face: "You can kill your wife and son, but I can't kill my father?"

Hearing this, Lu Jiao had an expression of resignation to death. He sat down on the spot, neither intending to attack nor defend, but to talk calmly: "Your heart aches for your mother's death, Could it be that being a father is a person with a heart of stone, won't you be sad?"

He looked at Xie Yang with piercing eyes, without blinking: "Your mother's wonderful demeanor has been perfectly inherited by you, it's great, a living person is better than that lifeless portrait."

Xie Yang - said nothing. "Being a father is definitely not a heartless person who has always been chaotic and abandoned. As a father, you have been sincere to your mother from the beginning to the end!" Lu Jiao clenched his fists, "Even if I go back to Qianli Gallery later, even if I kill all of you!" People on the whole island, I never thought of hurting your mother, I wanted to take her by my side and take good care of her, I wanted to live together with her, enjoy the world, and share the glory!" "But she, she died... ..." Lu Jiao's eyes were full of unwilling resentment. "Don't keep saying that you love her." Xie Yang's tone was so calm that it was almost scary, "Tiger's poison is not prey, you don't love anyone, you only love yourself."

Lu Jiao shook his head vigorously: "No, no! I really regret it!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, and his shoulders trembled: "Who did nothing wrong when he was young, and every night at midnight, he dreamed that those who were killed by others would come to attack you in his dream, can you understand the pain and torment in it?" ? I named my second child Lu Zhanmian, and gave him the word Requiem, a long sleep lamp, so that all the old people have requiem. I long for redemption, and I really know that I have repented!"

Xie Yang was disgusted by his hypocritical appearance. "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away. Is being a father an exception? Why can't you give me a chance?" "You killed your teacher, slaughtered thousands of miles of galleries, and killed my grandfather; you loved my mother, but forced her family to be destroyed. You love my son, just now when you exposed your crimes, you killed me with burning bones; do you love Lu Zhanmian? If one day he violates your interests, you will also point the burning bones at him mercilessly " Xie Yang squatted down halfway, his gaze fixed on Lu Jiao's body like a cold arrow, "Stop pretending to be a good person, it's really embarrassing for you to try your best to restore your dignity, you made yourself into a poor person who couldn't help himself, pretending to be enlightened It's disgusting to look repentant."

Xie Yang's gaze was like a sword of ice: "What a long sleep lamp, all the dead souls of the dead. You killed too many people, and your crimes are too heavy. You have done too many bad things and have nightmares all night. You were tortured by thousands of souls in Qianli Gallery Can't sleep! You are being hunted down by Nan Mingzi and my mother, you are so scared to death!"

Lu Jiao's expression of looking death at home suddenly disappeared, and his eyes showed a ruthless look. At the moment he held Fengu, Xie Yang swipe his eyes together, destroying his eyes.

Xie Yang didn't give him a chance to scream and struggle, and used seven scrolls to completely penetrate his internal organs.

At the same time, another devil's breath pierced through Lu Jiao's soul—Rong Shangqing took back the karma flute, and watched Lu Jiao who was in such a mess with cold eyes, a faint pleasure flashed in his eyes.

Before Xie Yang could react, he disappeared without a trace.

Lu Jiao, who was devoured and bitten by the two exercises, was like a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

The flesh was crushed into childish powder, the golden core burst and disappeared.

The happiest days in Lu Jiao's life were undoubtedly when he succeeded to the head and became the emperor of the Supreme Immortal Sect.

But the most relaxed and carefree time in his life was the time when he lost his memory.

When you don't have it, you don't expect it.

When you can have it, you don't want it to fall into the wrong hands.

They are all master's disciples, so why can't I fight over each other?Why do you want to hand over to others?

Power and reputation are indeed the most ruthless poison.