Swallow God Supreme

Chapter 4066
"Shhhhhh."

The blood-red Blood Lotus Flying Knife left trails of blood shadows in mid-air, piercing through the air with speed.

"Heavenly Knife Three."

Complicated basic sword moves bloomed in the air, dazzling, only the blood shadow gradually faded in mid-air, and finally disappeared.

"It's really hard to practice the Heavenly Knife this day. After a month of hard work, I still haven't been able to become the sect. However, the teacher just slept and practiced occasionally, but he has already become the sect."

Ye Wutian muttered in his mouth.

But in fact, in one month, it is already quite remarkable to practice the Heavenly Saber to the third chapter with zero foundation.

As for Mr. Mengdao.

In January, it was called the first-grade knife sect, which can be said to be extremely abnormal.

Obviously, whether it is Ye Wutian or Meng Dao Jun, their talent in the Dao of the Sword is actually not inferior to Qin Chen.

Especially Meng Dao Jun.

His unique way of cultivation is really beyond Qin Chen's comparison.

"What are you muttering about again? You are so noisy that you are practicing as a teacher."

Mr. Mengdao wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and swayed on the rocking chair beside him. The dilapidated rocking chair made a creaking sound.

Ye Wutian sometimes really can't tell whether Mr. Mengdao is sleeping or practicing, in short, he will fall asleep every time until he becomes unconscious.

Ye Wutian once asked Mr. Mengdao for advice on this kind of "Sleeping Dream Cultivation Method", but ended in failure. Only Mr. Mengdao can practice like this.

Ye Wutian didn't quarrel with Mr. Mengdao, but worried: "Teacher, I'm really worried that my younger brother will be here for a month."

The three brothers and sisters themselves have a strong and deep-rooted relationship, and they came to this world from unfamiliar places, so they naturally care about each other incomparably.

"Why don't we promise Ye Liuyun and let him inquire about it for us?" Meng Daojun said.

"That's all." Ye Wutian shook his head.

Ye Liuyun is a big man, the elder of Maoshan, and the master of Feixing Peak.

A few days ago, Yeliuyun asked someone to convey that he wanted to take the two of them as disciples, but was declined by Mengdaojun.

The turmoil of this matter has not subsided until today.

After all, being accepted as a disciple by Ye Liuyun was something that countless Maoshan disciples dreamed of.

It was rejected, which is of course quite big news.

Many people said that Mr. Mengdao and Ye Wutian were shameless and didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth.

Only Ye Wutian knows.

The teacher was so proud that he didn't want others to teach him at all.

Moreover, the teacher taught himself and his juniors to be free-ranging. This is what the teacher insisted on, because the teacher hopes that everyone can have their own uniqueness, instead of copying cats and drawing tigers and producing a group of people who are exactly the same.

A little advice is fine, but my path of practice is up to me.

If he becomes Ye Liuyun's disciple, he will not be able to be free, and there will be many constraints in everything.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a sharp saber aura struck from the side, diverting the air and making a sharp wind sound.

Lord Mengdao's eyes froze, and he raised the big dream sword and slashed out: "Heavenly sword four."

"Wow!"

In an instant, 63 strands of Heavenly Saber-shaped intent erupted, and Ye Wutian felt envious for a while.

There was a loud noise, and the sword energy flying from nowhere was chopped to pieces by Meng Daojun and turned into nothingness.

But Mr. Mengdao was shaken back dozens of steps, and the rocking chair under his seat was instantly shattered.

"Taoist."

Ye Wutian's eyes were a bit unfriendly, the master's cultivation had already reached the realm of an eight-star Taoist emperor, even a nine-star Taoist emperor might not be able to take such a terrible cut.

It must be that only masters in the realm of Taoism can repel the teacher.

"Why are there still people living here, two junior brothers, are you alright?"

A Maoshan blue belt disciple with a thin face and a bit of acrid appearance stepped over.

"Cui Wen, this is the third time, right? It was clearly intentional."

Ye Wutian looked coldly at the Maoshan disciple in front of him.

"It was on purpose."

After Cui Wen, another group of Maoshan disciples appeared, and one of them was wearing a purple belt.

The knife just now came from his hand.

"I heard that you came from overseas? Barbarians are just barbarians! I don't know the rules, have no manners, and are so bold! You dare to insult my teacher, how can I let you stay in Maoshan?"

Lu Chengjiang didn't beat around the bush in a false way, he was tit-for-tat and aggressive.

Rejecting Ye Liuyun made Mengdao Jun and Ye Wutian quite uncomfortable these few days, this is not the first time.

This is Feixing Peak. As the peak master of Feixing Peak, Ye Liuyun's disciples are almost all over Feixing Peak. Meng Daojun and Mr. Mengdao refused to accept Ye Liuyun's disciples, which made Ye Liuyun very embarrassed. His disciples are almost Changing batches came to trouble Mengdaojun and Ye Wutian.

"I stripped them naked, hung them on a tree, and let everyone in Maoshan humiliate them."

After all, this is Maoshan, and Lu Chengjiang is not sure what to do with Mr. Mengdao, but it is inevitable to be humiliated if he dies.

"good idea."

Cui Wen's eyes lit up.

"You have come here one after another. Ye Liuyun told you to come here? Is he so narrow-minded?"

Facing the other party's threat, Mengdao Jun looked calm.

It hasn't stopped these days, Mr. Mengdao feels that Ye Liuyun is probably instigating behind this.

"Bold!"

Lu Chengjiang's eyes were cold: "How can you call the teacher's name directly? Do it!"

He didn't make a move, because he is a purple belt, and Meng Daojun is both a blue belt. If he really wants to do it, it won't look good, and there is no need for it.

"Shh."

Cui Wen bears the brunt and captures Mengdaojun.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen Maoshan blue belts, half of them were Ye Liuyun's disciples.

Of course, they are basically trainee disciples who have only listened to Ye Liuyun's lectures.

They have a large number of people, and it is clear that they want to bully the few.

"Stop it all!"

A cold shout sounded, causing Cui Wen and others to stop in a hurry, and even Lu Chengjiang's complexion changed slightly, and he shouted: "Senior Sister Bai."

"You Red League, are you bullying new disciples again?"

Bai Qiu's face was full of coldness, he was wearing a blue belt, and there was a sense of oppression when he spoke.

"Senior Sister Bai misunderstood, we are just competing." Lu Chengjiang laughed.

"You think I'm stupid?"

Bai Qiu stared at Lu Chengjiang coldly: "Maoshan is a united and friendly family, not a virus with internal and external troubles!"

"Yes, yes, what Senior Sister Bai said is true."

Lu Chengjiang agreed on the surface, but secretly scolded Bai Qiu for meddling in his own business.

Mengdao Jun winked at Ye Wutian, and said with his mouth: "Such a senior sister, I love it."

Ye Wutian: "..."

"You Hongmeng had better stop recently." Bai Qiu warned again.

"Yes Yes Yes."

On the surface, Lu Chengjiang looked honest and friendly, and he winked at Cui Wen and the others, and the group left in despair.

"Sister."

Mr. Mengdao went up to hold Bai Qiu's weak and boneless hand tightly, and said gratefully: "I let Senior Sister worry about it."

(End of this chapter)