My Master is Lin Zhengying

Before the words fell, the long sword in his hand had already been slashed down fiercely.

Bu Suanzi tried his best to fight back.

Even if you use the secret method, you can't stop this blow at this moment.

Shocked, he retreated again and again, spitting blood from his mouth.

"master!"

He was turning the gossip array, and several other disciples stepped forward one after another.

Hold the Bu operator.

"Hit my master, I will fight with you!"

Several of the fierce disciples rushed up directly.

But how could they be the opponents of the bear fish?

Before Bu Shuanzi could speak to stop him, Daoist Xiong Yu swished several swords, and several people had already fallen into a pool of blood.

One of them had his skull crushed by Daoist Xiongyu.

Bu Shuanzi saw it in his eyes, and his eyes were full of angry flames:

"Bear fish, Pindao will fight with you!"

Holding the long sword, Bu Shuanzi charged forward again.

But this time, after just three moves, he was overturned with a single palm.

Knock over the disciple who is turning the gossip plate directly.

The gossip disk stopped rotating, and the opening of the array gate also stopped.

"Fight me, do you have the skills?"

Xiong Yudao was disdainful.

Shi Jian walked up with many disciples.

Surround hundreds of disciples here directly.

Some of them are ignorant, turning again.

"Master, you are here."

"Uncle Master, the Fourth Martial Uncle threatened us just now, and if we resist, he will kill us. Now you are here, old man!"

"..."

Several sycophants spoke one after another.

But there were more than [-] people left, but they came to Bu Shuanzi.

They all showed disdain for those scumbags.

"I bother!"

"As a disciple of Maoshan, to be so spineless is to embarrass our ancestors!"

"Even if I die, I should be a decent Maoshan Taoist priest, not an evil monster!"

"..."

These Maoshan disciples are all on the side of Bu Shuanzi.

Although he knew the consequences of going against Shi Jian, he planned to die with his own life.

Bu Suanzi, who was coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, gasped at this moment:

"Quickly turn the gossip plate. Can't, can't stop!"

Bu Suanzi spoke.

Several disciples responded one after another:

"It's the master!"

After finishing speaking, he hurried forward to turn the gossip plate.

But Daoist Xiongyu, how could he give them such a chance?

As a result, as soon as he took a few steps forward, a strong profound energy swept over him.

Several Maoshan disciples whose cultivation level was not higher than the Huang rank were shaken to pieces on the spot and died immediately.

Bu Shuanzi and the remaining Maoshan disciples were all stunned.

But Bu Shuanzi gritted his teeth and stood up:

"Follow me as a teacher, rush over and open the array disk!"

As soon as this remark came out, more than a dozen Maoshan disciples shouted one after another:

"kill!"

Loud, with a growl.