"Senior sister, the clear ones are self-purifying, and the turbid ones are self-turbid, is it necessary for us to say more to a wolf-hearted person like Lu Ziye? Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhao Dayi stretched out his hand to stop Pan Yingju and spoke with a pleasant face.

"Even if some things are false, as long as the person who said it is serious enough, naturally there are some unreasonable people who believe that no matter who you are, if you believe what Lu Ziye said, then even if you surrender to him, those who can still stay here will inevitably live and die together in Zhou Shan Chen, I will give you one last chance now, you go and stay for yourself." ”

Zhao Da took a light breath, slowly closed his eyes, didn't look at the disciples behind him, and spoke leisurely.

When Zhao Da's voice sounded, those disciples behind him, you look at me, I look at you, and then there was a disciple who didn't know whether he was bold or small, his eyes flashed twice, and then he slowly moved to the side.

As soon as the disciple took a step, Pan Yingju, who was standing side by side with Zhao Da, suddenly turned around, looked at the disciple's eyes with two essences, and the brilliance in his hand flashed, and a spirit weapon with scattered essence appeared in his hand, and as his arm was raised, the spirit weapon exuded dazzling brilliance.

"Stop, Zhou Shan has reached the end of the road, let them go, after all, I have already said that they will stay respected, and they must not lose their trust in these juniors, besides, if we can't give them a way to live, it is not necessarily a bad thing to let them find their own way to live. ”

Zhao Da suddenly raised his hand, shook his head slightly, and said unhurriedly, but when he spoke, the whole person seemed to have aged in an instant.

Ma Dan, one or two of these girls are gone, and only Lao Tzu is still standing here, as if he is also Tema's eye-piercing, right?

Seeing that the number of those younger brothers and sisters around him was getting smaller and smaller, and in the end, only himself and Lin Jie and Lin Yang were left, no, it should be said that even Lin Yang's state was a little unstable, Chen Wei also muttered in his heart.

"If you really want to join us, you won't wait for this step, but now it's not what you want to surrender at this time, after all, we used to be hostile, so for the safety of these disciples below us, please hand over all the spiritual weapons on your body!"

Zhou Shan's disciples had just walked in front of them, and before those disciples could stand firm, Lu Ziye had a strange smile on his face, glanced at Zhao Da with slanted eyes, and said with a smile.

"I almost lost the power of resistance and took refuge, even if this matter was put on me, I didn't feel at ease, it seemed understandable to do so, but why do I always feel as if something is going to happen, and I feel hairy in my heart?"

When Lu Ziye's words sounded, Chen Wei took the palm of his chin pinch, reached out and rubbed the body of the little bird on his shoulder twice, glanced at the group of disciples who were disarming, and muttered in a low voice.

"Chen Wei, what do you mean by this, do you mean ......?"

Although Chen Wei's voice was very low, it still reached the ears of Lin Jie, who was very close to him, Lin Jie's brows furrowed, and then as if he had thought of something, he looked at Chen Wei with an incredulous expression.

"Do it!"

Just when those disciples lifted the thoughts on the spiritual weapon and just threw it to the ground, the smile on Lu Ziye's face suddenly retracted, his face became extremely hideous, his arm waved forward, and he roared in a low voice.

As Lu Ziye's voice sounded, the disciples standing behind him took a step forward, and their hands lit up with brilliance, and with the brilliance flashing, a spiritual weapon appeared in their hands, and with a wave of their hands almost uniformly, the spiritual weapons in their hands flew forward, and they were hitting the group of disciples of the original Zhou Mountain Sect who threw down the spiritual weapons.

"Ma, a bunch of stupid people, why don't you run quickly and stay there one by one?"

When he saw the disciples of the rival sect in front of him throwing spiritual weapons at the bodies of their fellow disciples on their side, Chen Wei's eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't help but shout at the top of his voice.

"Shoot!"

At the same time as Chen Wei's words sounded, Zhao Dadi's voice also sounded, and at the same time as the words came out, the spiritual weapon in his hand disappeared in place in a flash, and when the long sword appeared again, the spiritual weapon had already passed over the group of scattered and panicked disciples of Zhou Shanmen, and after waving a red flame from the air, it swept away towards the spiritual weapon flying in the air.

And Pan Yingju and Xu San also waved their spiritual weapons to meet them at the same time as Zhao Da spoke, after all, these disciples in front of them were their subordinates, although what this group of disciples did just now made the others in Zhou Shan very sad, but when Lu Ziye shot at the disciples, they couldn't ignore it.

"Don't be ashamed, they have just said very clearly that they have separated from your Zhoushan, then they are the disciples of our two sects, so how can our two sects deal with the disciples under them, and there is no need for you outsiders from Zhoushan to interfere, right?"

Lu Ziye sneered, waved his hand and released a thick mace, as soon as it was out of his palm, the mace rose in the wind, and it became extremely thick in the blink of an eye, and the head of the mace became a hug thick, and the iron nails on it were more like carrots.

"Whew!"

The thick mace was wrapped in a black cloud, and it swooped forward with a heavy muffled sound, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Zhao Da's sweeping long sword.

"What is the use of being black, thick and long? The fight between monks is not like a fight between reckless men and rough people, it is not by brute force alone, and now I will let you know why you can only be a traitor, and why I can be a senior brother!"

Seeing Lu Ziye's thick mace knocking, Zhao Da shook his head, put on an indifferent look, and said a low sentence at Lu Ziye, then waved his arm, and the long sword swept forward to the side, and then slammed it.

"Buzz!"

The long sword that had just stopped suddenly stood up after a sound, and slashed diagonally with a flash of fire.

"Don't be too angry when this person is old, otherwise it will be easy to die suddenly!"

Lu Ziye's eyes were shining, staring straight at the long sword flying towards the mace, a hint of sarcasm flashed at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his palm pressed suddenly.

As Lu Ziye's palm pressed down, the thick black mace turned around slightly, and slammed sideways into Chen Zhaoda's spirit sword.

"You think it's even bigger that your thing is thicker and more stoney, and I'm thicker and longer than yours, old man!"

As the voice sounded, Zhao Da pinched it in his hand, and the entire long sword suddenly became almost good, and slammed towards the mace with a scorching firelight. (To be continued.) )