Please, I Really Didn't Want To Fall in Love With My Master!

Chapter 366 ーThree swords, fair and reasonable

The man in the mirror sat on the ground, his eyes a little dull.

All this has exceeded his cognition.

Leng Wuyan is very strong, and the whole world knows this.

The blood stained Rakshasa Peak, the sword cut Feiyun Mountain, and the right way was crushed by one’s own strength. No one in the world can beat him.

But in the impression of the heads, it has always been: better than the average emperor, but compared to the other seven emperors, it should be better than the first line.

Even many people in Zhengdao think that with the existence of Yi Qinglan and Chen Yundao, the strength of Zhengdao has always been stronger than Devil Dao.

To this day, no one on Der Spiegel recognizes reality.

Leng Wuyan’s strength far exceeds everyone’s cognition!

Although they are both at the emperor level, for them, they have cultivated to this Realm.

But for Leng Wuyan, it is because the highest Realm is only Emperor!

In terms of true strength, I am afraid that they are no longer on the same level with them.

Even if he and Chen Yundao are added together, they still can’t hold those three swords!

“What is the balance of right and devil, it is ridiculous that Devil Dao has Leng Wuyan, how can there be any balance at all?”

Ming Jing’s heart trembled.

If it weren’t for her disinterest in this world, I’m afraid Jiangshan has already changed hands, and righteousness has been lost!

At this time, Leng Wuyan’s voice awakened him.

“One person and three swords?”

Master Ming Jing suddenly panicked, and stood up quickly, “No, I’m not ready! Keep people under the sword of the cold head!”

Leng Wuya frowned and said: “Chen Yundao has suffered three swords, how can this seat favor one and the other? Don’t worry, he is not dead, and you have the same chance.”

”

There is a chance!

The Master Kasaya is soaked.

Chen Yundao’s strength was higher than him, and even he was cut into that shape.

Dao body collapsed, Blood Essence burned, and even the right leg was chopped off.

“Amitābha”

Ming Jing rubbed her hands and sneered, “Actually, this matter has nothing to do with the poor monk. It was the head of Chen who said that he would come to seek justice. The poor monk was also worried about the conflict, so he came to see the situation~ “…”

“Furthermore, the poor monk said it at the beginning. This matter absolutely has nothing to do with Li Holy Son. He also persuaded the head of Chen to leave quickly.

Leng Wuyan squeezed her chin, “Oh? Is that true?”

“certainly!”

Ming Jing nodded like pounding garlic.

He took out the white egg and said, “Look at the cold head, this is what Chen Yundao gave to the poor monk. He wants the poor monk to help support the scene.

“But the poor monk is upright, he doesn’t help his relatives, so he has been helping Li Holy Son to speak.”

Speaking of this, he rolled his eyes and handed the egg to Leng Wuyan.

Leng Wuyan said in a puzzled way: “What do you mean by this?”

The person in the mirror sneered and said: “The poor monk may have offended today. Even if this thing is an apologize to Li Holy Son, it will be troublesome for the cold head to accept it.”

The posture has fallen into the dust.

Leng Wuyan reached out and took it, “This is.”

My mind sank into it, and it suddenly dawned on me, “It turned out to be this thing. Didn’t you expect you to be thinking of the ancient alien race?”

Looking at the egg, Ming Jing looked sad, and said: “This thing comes from the Samsara realm. It is a very precious alien. The poor monk is just apologizing. Don’t reject the cold head.”

“Samsara Realm?”

Leng Wuyan became interested and didn’t mean to refuse at all, and he was directly included in the ring.

“The Master of the Mirror is really sincere. This incident was caused by Chen Yundao, and you can’t be blamed entirely on you. Three Swords is really not fair to you.

Ming Jing was overjoyed when he heard the words, and smiled brightly and said: “The cold head is really aware of everything, and the poor monks are indeed victims, and this has nothing to do with this matter.”

Before I finished speaking, I heard Leng Wuyan say: “So you only need to take a sword.”

Spiegel: “Huh?”

Leng Wuyan drew out the black sword, “Are you ready?”

The corners of the person’s mouth twitched.

Not only did this trip come in vain, but he also offended three emperor ranks, and now he has to pick up Leng Wuyan’s sword again?

What is this called riding a horse!

Leng Wuyan reminded with concern: “Master, be careful.”

“Wait, wait a while!”

Master Ming Jing hasn’t reacted yet, and the dark long sword has been cut down brazenly!

He had no time to think and threw the rack into the air.

The cassock with red bottom and gold thread spun rapidly, and instantly turned into a red barrier, exuding pure and splendid Buddha light.

boom!

The black sword slashed up, and the barrier instantly collapsed!

Kasaya is like paper, cut in half directly from the middle!

The Buddha’s light was shattered, his clothes shattered and fell to the ground like rags.

“puff!”

The person in the mirror spouted a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was like a severe injury!

This Buddhist clothing is a holy tool for his life and cultivation, and it is also the most sacred Magic Treasures of Wuwang Temple.It was directly destroyed by Leng Wuyan with a single sword!

The black sword hovered over his head, the killing intent cut through the skin, and the blood rolled down his forehead.

Leng Wuyan said lightly: “^|Remember, Li Ran is not something you can provoke, don’t force this seat to destroy your Xiaohan Spirit Land!”

“Poor monk knows.”

Still having trouble with Li Ran?

He has to walk around now when he sees this master!

Ming Jing’s eyes were full of fear and annoyance.

I thought it was a business that made a profit without losing money.

This Buddhist clothing does not have a century-old incense worship, I am afraid it will not be restored to its original state!

“Chen! Yun! Dao!

He gritted his teeth and obviously took the hatred on Chen Yundao’s body.

Leng Wuyan put away the black sword, and said, “Master, walk slowly.”

“Thank you for your mercy from the head of Leng!”

The person in the mirror is like a pardon, even “Amitābha” forgot to say, picked up two pieces of tattered racks, and walked directly on Shattering Void and left here.

Leng Wuyan shook her head and sighed, “It’s really boring

The air quieted down.

There are only sores left, which proves what happened here.

Leng Wu (Zhao Ma’s) Yan stood on the top of the mountain that had been cut in half, standing with her hand in hand, looking towards the east.

“Ran’er actually worshiped another Master? No, it was another female Master!”

“No wonder I haven’t returned to Sect for so long, I still miss him all the time. It turns out that I was an apprentice in Wanjian Pavilion!

“This nasty rebel, it’s not enough to have two masters

Leng Wuyan bit her lip and looked resentful. He Wang was just like two people.

The thought of the “filial piety” of this rebellious disciple was divided into three parts, and my heart felt sour, as if he had knocked over the bottle of vinegar.

“What else did you do with Li Tiezhu? What a mess!”

Leng Wuyan didn’t know what he thought of, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, “I guess he can do this, right?”

“But having said that, I haven’t seen him look like a dress, and I don’t know what it looks like.”

She didn’t know what she thought of, her pretty face flushed slightly.

“Bah, it’s ridiculous!”.