The moonlight shone on Wang Ao's handsome face, and his expression was complicated, after all, he would make one or two hundred disciples bald if he didn't pay attention.

The most important thing is to let these disciples meet each other openly.

In particular, the women in it still account for almost half of the proportion, if he can control this exercise more skillfully.

Alas!!!

Looking up at Zhang Yang, who looked impatient, Wang Ao muttered: "Brother-in-law, alas!! this immortal duel meeting is really indescribable." ”

Zhang Yang let him go and no longer paid attention to Wang Ao, who wanted to die or live.

Turned around and walked into the house, sleeping in his clothes, holding the Cold Moon Knife tightly in his hand.

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Red, red, the whole world was dyed red.

This is in the starry sky.

There are also all kinds of strangely shaped warships around, all of which have one thing in common, all of them have lost kinetic energy, and they are still in the starry sky.

And Zhang Yang was standing on one of these warships at the moment.

Zhang Yang was surprised that he couldn't control his body, just like watching a movie from a first-person perspective.

'He' lowered his head and looked at the Cold Moon Knife in his hand, which was dripping with blood.

There are piles of corpses all around, which is even worse than purgatory.

'He' threw the Cold Moon Knife in his hand to the ground, "Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous." ”

The Cold Moon Knife was stuck in a corpse that was already bloody and fleshy.

'He' squatted down and faced the Cold Moon Knife and said, "Old friend, what can you do now after killing all these strangers." ”

"I killed all these millions of Inhumans. ”

"I alone destroyed tens of thousands of races. ”

"But what !! so much about that?"

But she could not come back, and it was only a matter of murder. ”

"Haha, now that I've stepped into the fourth realm, what's the use of being reduced to a killing machine. ”

"What qualifications do I, a person who has entered the Tao by killing the Dao, go to her again?"

'He' sat down on the ground, his white robe dyed blood-red.

"XX, you bastard in the cultivation realm, you have exterminated so many races, you !!"

The name was blocked, Zhang Yang couldn't hear this person's name clearly, and he was still shocked at this time.

From first-person observation, it appears that the corpses are not all human, but also many strangely shaped creatures.

At this moment, 'he' heard the voice, stood up and reached out to pull out the Cold Moon Knife, and shook off the blood that was still on it.

'He' looked up at the starry sky in the distance, and the point of light appeared, extremely fast, getting closer and closer.

One warship after another headed for here, hundreds of them.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, is this a sci-fi blockbuster? Isn't this a world of cultivation?

Those hundreds of warships were accumulating strength, shining with dazzling white light, a few breaths of effort.

Lasers burst out, hundreds of lasers shooting at 'him'.

The power of destroying the heavens and the earth, the power of each pillar of light reached a level that Zhang Yang could not understand.

It only needs to be rubbed to the edge and it will be destroyed.

This is no longer a power that modern people can understand.

'He' was unhurried, and the Cold Moon Knife in his hand slashed towards hundreds of huge laser pillars.

Knife at your fingertips!!

The shadow of the knife is !!

A circle larger than hundreds of laser pillars slashed out.

The hundreds of laser pillars were directly cut off by this knife, and when they collided with the sword shadow of the Cold Moon Knife.

The entire starry sky was stunned, and in less than a blink of an eye, it burst into extremely brilliant light.

Zhang Yang propped himself up from the bed and looked at the tight Cold Moon Knife in his arms.

With a strange face, he pulled the blade out of the scabbard partially.

Glancing at the cold light blade, this dream is a little strange.

Could it be a dream or something about this knife holder?

In order to let Zhang Yang understand the origin of the Cold Moon Knife or something?

How can it be!!!

This knife looks like a product of the cultivation world.

That kind of thing just now that Xiuzhen is capable of fighting with the alien fleet.

How could it be!!

Only dreams can happen, but the dream just now is very real.

Seeing that it was already dark outside the window, Zhang Yang put on the pure black suit.

Walking out of the room, my heart couldn't be calmed down for a long time.

The dream just now haunted him.

On the other side, Venerable Huamao's skull was really painful.

Looking at the bald disciples one by one, this is no longer something that can be solved by just flickering.

Yesterday, he informed January of what the old immortal his apprentice had done in the Sword Yun Sect.

You know what!!!

January, the old immortal even praised his apprentice for his deeds.

There is a ???

The kind that burned more than 200 disciples to bald heads, and still couldn't grow out? For a month old immortal, it turned out to be a good thing.

Damn!!

That bastard is a loose man, no sect or anything, otherwise.

He will definitely run to the sect of the January Scattered people and make all the people under him bald.

Alas, today is Venerable Hua Mao's thirty-fourth sigh.

What is the head on such a day, looking at the disciples who lowered their faces and were aggrieved.

and a group of elders next to him who wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh and kept holding back their laughter.

By the way, there is also the elder who also became bald after being tricked.

If it weren't for the other elders who tried their best to stop him, maybe they would have gone to fight Wang Ao at this moment.

Although what Wang Ao did was very damn, it didn't cause any substantial harm to these disciples.

And Zhang Yang, the husband of the cold kite patriarch, has a good relationship with that Wang Ao.

Although I don't really want to admit Zhang Yang's relationship, I can walk sideways in the Sword Yun Sect with the identity of the Leng Kite Patriarch.

It's troublesome, and Wang Ao also has an old immortal backer.

That guy is also a notoriously shameless thing, if he really fucks his apprentice.

This Sword Yun Sect has one less disciple at both ends in three days, who can stand it.

Alas...

This is Venerable Hua Mao's thirty-fifth sigh today.

"Sect Master, this matter can be big or small now, if you let it go unchecked like this, these disciples will definitely be even more resentful. One of the elders with a childish face and crane hair spoke.

The elder continued, "This is not good for the development of the sect, if the resentment is too much, wouldn't we be cultivating fresh blood for the Demon Sect." ”

Venerable Hua Mao nodded, how could he not know this truth.

It's just that this matter is really difficult to deal with, and glanced at Ma Zeyu, who had a decadent face with his head down.

Venerable Hua Mao suddenly had an idea in his heart, and said to the aggrieved and angry disciples.

"Let's do this early today, Zeyu, you stay. ”

Those disciples who didn't go to observe were gloating at the moment looking at the bald senior brothers or sisters.

At that time, the disciples who went to watch the ring competition were almost among the top disciples in the sect.

Although he has not yet reached the talent of a true disciple.

However, he is also a well-known person in the inner door.

When these bald heads saw the sect master say this, they were full of resentment in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say anything.

All of them left the square of the morning meeting in a gloomy manner.

In addition, the disciples who did not go to watch the ring match followed these gray disciples with smiles on their faces.

Until only the sect master and elders were left, and there was Ma Zeyu with a decadent face.

Venerable Hua Mao beckoned to Ma Zeyu and motioned for him to come to the side.

When Ma Zeyu came to his side, Venerable Hua Mao slowly spoke, "Zeyu has a chance for you to calm the anger of the people. ”

Ma Zeyu instantly guessed what Venerable Hua Mao meant, and hurriedly shook his head, "Master, that Wang Ao also helped me speak out to get into trouble with these things." ”

"And how can I fall into the ground, I hope the master won't let me become such a villain. ”

Venerable Hua Mao nodded and said, "It's not for you to really find that Wang Ao kid to come to the real thing, I'm asking you to go to Wang Ao and that kid to play a show." ”

Ma Zeyu doesn't know why, under his childhood education, although he is a little stubborn, he is an upright person, and he has never done acting or anything.

Venerable Hua Mao looked at Ma Zeyu's inexplicable appearance, alas, it was the education of the Sword Yun Sect that was too upright.

That's why this kid hasn't come out of that shadow until now.

Shaking his head, Venerable Hua Mao spoke: "You go to Wang Ao's kid to put on a show for those disciples who have been wronged. ”

"First, we can make these disciples less resentful. ”

"Second, it can restore your prestige, alas, you kid. ”

"Third, you don't have to really hurt Wang Ao's kid, this is a win-win thing, Wang Ao's kid should agree. ”

Ma Zeyu nodded, although he disagreed with this master's proposal in his heart, but he still had to listen to the master's words.

Venerable Huamao looked at the decadent Ma Zeyu and looked at the dissatisfied appearance of a group of elders after watching the decadent Ma Zeyu walk away.

Snorted coldly and said, "What are you dissatisfied with?" ”

One of the elders spoke: "Sect Master, my disciple is my pride, but, alas. ”

Another elder also spoke, "Sect Master, so are my disciples." ”

Venerable Hua Mao looked at these elders coldly, one by one.

Just as he wanted to speak, a crisp and beautiful female voice sounded, "You juniors, people are dead and there is a use in struggling with a fart." ”

The first elder to speak shouted angrily: "You fart, where did the little doll talk nonsense." ”

Turning his head to look, he suddenly shuddered, and quickly knelt on the ground, "Flower Language Patriarch, it's all my mouth smelly, please forgive the Flower Language Ancestor." ”

Hua Yu looked impatient, "Get up, I'm upset when I see you juniors, everyone is dead, if it is not for Ma Xiaozi, those people can come back to life?"

The elders were silent, and if the sect master said these words, they could still go up and defend them.

However, now he is the ancestor of the flower language, and this is the founding ancestor.

He could only be silent and not say a word.

Venerable Hua Mao snorted coldly, "What else do you have to say?"

ushered in a period of silence, say a fart, the flower language patriarch said that, don't you feel uncomfortable talking now?

"Since you have nothing to say, let's disperse, the Immortal Conference is about to start, can you put your heart into this Immortal Conference?"

"It's the Sect Master. ”

"It's the Sect Master. ”

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After the elders dispersed, Venerable Hua Mao looked at Hua Yu in some surprise, "Ancestor Hua Yu, what's the matter with finding juniors?"

Hua Yu walked up to Venerable Hua Mao, "That little girl called Bai Ke'er is a little interesting, I want to take her as an apprentice." ”

Venerable Huamao has a black line, this girl is going to become his ancestor all of a sudden?

Hua Yu looked at Venerable Hua Mao's painful face and said, "What's the matter?"

Venerable Hua Mao sighed secretly in his heart, this is the thirty-sixth sigh of Venerable Hua Mao today.

opened with a wry smile on his face, "No, Bai Ke'er can be favored by the Flower Language Patriarch, that is her creation, and the juniors dare not make times." ”

Huayu nodded, "It's good if you don't have it, that little girl is also very stubborn, saying that you are her master, saying that I just need to teach her, and I won't apprentice to anything." ”

Venerable Hua Mao was secretly moved, this Bai Ke'er was really a good apprentice who knew how to be filial.

If Venerable Huamao knew Bai Ke'er's true thoughts, would he spit out a mouthful of old blood?

Bai Keer is actually just acting in front of Huayu, in order to leave Huayu with the appearance of a model and good apprentice who respects teachers and respects the Tao.

She doesn't care who the master is, as long as it can make her stronger.