Chapter Eighty-Five: Evil Way, Kneel!

Patriarch please?

If it weren't for the fact that the sect encountered a matter of life and death, Uncle Nine and Simu would not be willing to do so, it seemed that these disciples were too incompetent, and they were in the same room, which was really a big taboo.

But Meng Fan's next proposal made everyone speechless.

Committing a traitor? Evil Mirror Table? Fight for your life!

Everyone's eyes looked at Shi Shaojian, especially Uncle Jiu, he unconditionally believed in Meng Fan, the senior nephew, since he said that this guy had a problem, it was definitely not a loss.

The other Maoshan disciples felt that Meng Fan's Taoism was so profound, that he could compete with the older generation, and if he said such heavy words, he would definitely not do anything like burning jade, and the disciple under the sect was in charge...... Problematic!

There was a photographing fire in front of him, confronting the phantom of Mount Tai, the death threat had not gone away for a long time, and there were suspicious eyes around him, Rao is Shi Shaojian was ruthless, still messed up, looked to the side and shouted:

"Dad, I didn't!"

This father, true and sincere, also messed up Shi Jian's heart.

Of course, it's anger!

Regardless of whether the juniors and disciples have heard about this matter, as long as they do not sit down, there is room for mediation.

"Bastard, what's the mess called?"

Without waiting for Shi Shaojian to answer, the sword wielder asked out loud: "Senior Brother Shi, what is the matter?" ”

Although his ability is not as good as the previous three senior brothers, he chose to stay in Maoshan to guard the ancestral court, but he is still not to be underestimated, and he is responsible for the relevant punishments, and he can be described as a high authority to deal with the scum of his own vein and even the branch lineage.

Now, it's time to step up.

"Senior Brother Mo, don't be impatient, wait for the head of this sect to deal with this disciple who has fallen into the demon path, and then turn to Maoshan and talk to you."

Shi Jian said coldly, took out a golden talisman again, and handed it to his precious son.

Then he slapped it out and sent it away.

Unconsciously, only the older generation characters were left in the innate gossip array, as well as Meng Fan, who stirred up the storm.

As for ghosts?

Either they were repressed and taken away, or they were reduced to ashes in the aftermath of the battle.

"Senior Brother Mo, let's preside over the formation, this situation can't be intervened, instead of being in a dilemma, it is better to protect this place so as not to spread to the outside world."

"Yes, it's a big deal, and then ask the patriarch to come back and preside over the overall situation."

This kind of thing happens between the same door, although it is rare, but it is not too shocking, but it is to invite the ancestor...... Be cautious.

At this moment.

Simu and Uncle Nine have no room to turn back, but they can't talk about regrets, this master and nephew are worth protecting!

Besides, if Senior Brother Qianhe is not there, no one in the Yang World is qualified to deal with Meng Fan.

"Xiao Fan, this matter is not good, I have only done one first, be careful of this guy's stake Dafa and lightning rush thunder fist."

Uncle Nine advised.

Simu added: "Find a way to buy me time, and ask the ancestor for a touch of divine power to suppress this fang!" ”

Compared with Uncle Jiu, this uncle obviously has no scruples, after all, he has long seen Shi Jian unhappy, and now a lot of fox tails are exposed, so he must be caught and interrogated.

Winter!

The muffled sound came out, and the shadow of Huoding and Mount Tai settled, still maintaining a confrontational posture, if it was not used as a medium to start a fight, it would be impossible to break the deadlock for a while.

Shi Jian jumped up.

Huo Ding, who presented Fengluan's vision, was unwilling to provoke, so he simply jumped out.

"Hmph, even if you are the reincarnation of a demon in the world, and you practice in your mother's womb, it is impossible for you to have no loss of mana."

As he whispered in his heart, the mana rippled one after another, and three wooden stakes were formed, hitting the three of them in the shape of a pin.

The great method of wooden stakes, Shi Jian's stunt.

It is a high-grade Taoist technique that is not passed on in Maoshan, and it is used by Shi Jian, a first-class figure who can be called in the yang world, and the strength of the mother is doubtful.

Uncle Nine is unwilling to resist, his body is already weak, and it is a shortcoming......

Rumble!

A loud bang was heard.

The four-eyed master flashed out, blocking the front and continuously bombarding his fists, and he actually burst three blessed wood qi, which could easily break through the ancient city gate and destroy the wooden stakes of the hard house.

In a way, they're ritual artifacts, and they're unusually strong.

"I seem to get it."

Four eyes looked at Shi Jian and whispered.

At present, in the wilderness, there is no portrait of the ancestor at all, and if you want to invite God, you must spend a long time trying to communicate.

Outcome...... Before he could finish the spell, he said a few words, and a beam of golden light descended from the sky, directly bursting his clothes, revealing his golden chest muscles.

What is it?

Master Zu is in a hurry to give the Fa!

And it doesn't leak!

"It seems that your father and son have really made a big mistake, and the ancestors can't stand it anymore."

Looking at the instantaneous expansion of his breath, like the four eyes of the mountains, Shi Jian did not reflect, even a discerning person could see that although the ancestor had not appeared, he had already manifested his spirit, and he wanted to use the hands of the three of them to clean up the portal.

Because of this, the sword bearer and the flag bearer cooperated with each other, and immediately took down Shi Shaojian, who was holding the golden talisman but was restless.

One thing to say, things have come to this point, and even Meng Fan, the leader, didn't expect it.

Seems...... Shi Jian angered the gods of heaven and earth, and he was only one pusher, and with such a gentle push, he fell into a catastrophe.

Because of this, Meng Fan acted even more without scruples, and rushed directly to melee combat.

Heaven and earth are all working together.

Under such circumstances, what kind of combat power can be exerted?

Shi Jian couldn't stop laughing, and stretched his palms forward.

The thunder surged, and the slightly purple thunder flickered, not only extending and wrapping the arm, but also suddenly, turning his palm into a fist, his body was as fast as thunder, and he hit Meng Fan who was bullying him closely!

The arc is sharp.

Unbeatable.

Under the protection of the Innate Bagua Array, the faces of the new generation of disciples in the outer circle changed drastically, and the Ninth Uncle, who was ready to shoot at any time, also said secretly:

Shi Jian fell into the evil way, and Lei Fa became stronger again!

After all, in addition to the Five Thunder Righteous Law, there is also the saying of the Five Thunder Evil Laws, the former is yang, and the latter is yin.

If you hold your body and use the five thunders of Yin, it will naturally be magnificent, showing the power of heaven.

Meng Fan felt the power of the lightning rush and thunder fist at close range, and he was neither happy nor sad in his heart.

The shock is terrible, and the ride is just right!

Rayfa to Rayfa.

The gossip technique of one hand to the beginning of Meng was formed in the hand and collided with Shi Jian's thunder fist.

This time it was even more outrageous, without the blessing of the canopy ruler, the power of heaven and earth thunder was triggered, and the innate gossip array presided over by the eight senior uncles was also uncontrollable, providing blessings for Meng Fan.

Under the collision, an explosion sounded.

Villagers living in the suburbs probed their heads one after another, looking at the clear night sky, and felt their hearts flutter.

Thunder on the ground?

Could it be that there is a demon?

in the formation.

"Evil beast!"

"Old dog!"

Meng Fan and Shi Jian retreated in unison, and thunder and thunder offset it, obviously, it ended in a tie.

However, Uncle Nine and Simu didn't think so, they knew in their hearts that with the secret help of the patriarch, their own mana was inexhaustible, and the evil path Shi Jian seemed to be unstoppable, but in fact it couldn't last long.

"It's better to kneel down and plead guilty."

"Maybe the ancestor will miss the old love and spare your dog's life."

Listening to Meng Fan's entanglement of words, Shi Jian sneered:

"Demons, gibberish, disturbing my Dao heart."

"I'm the head of Maoshan Mountain, what's wrong?"