Chapter 295: Sweeping disciples (four more)

Fight until the last person.
The further back, the more moves they gave Zi Wuhen, but Zi Wuhen couldn't help them.
In the end, all were defeated by one blow.
Nine defeats in a row!
Zi Wuhen's face was unappealing, and he lay limp on the ground.
Self-confidence is hit by destruction!
The morale of the Nebula Sect also dropped to freezing point.
I don’t know, I only know the difference between Nebula Sect and Jianya Sect.
The two are not at the same level.
In front of the Jianya Sect, the second-rate forces of the Xingyun Sect are not counted, at most they can only be regarded as third-rate!
The crowd is silent.
All felt chills in his heart, and all felt the humiliation and gap in the memory.
Nebula Sect, so bad!
Jianya Zong is the first overlord of Lingnan!
Xingyunzong does not deserve to give each other shoes!
Jin Xuanshi's face was blue and red, as if drawn by countless slaps.
This is the disciple he is proud of!
This is the ultimate arrogance he cultivated!
In front of Jianya Sect, it is vulnerable!
"This has nothing to do with me. The disciples are not upset. What can I do?"
However, he is still quibbling.
Resolutely do not admit that the decline of Nebula Sect is related to him.
Master Dayun and Master Daxing no longer blame him. Today, Yu Xingyun Zong is the darkest day for them.
to the opposite.
Jianya Zong is relaxed and comfortable.
Duan Tianjian shook his sleeve robe and smiled, saying, "Zhou Tianba, and your hundred disciples, give you another chance to choose."
Having seen the gap between the two sides, except for Zhou Tianba, those one hundred disciples have long been shaken.
Nebula Sect is too disappointing.
Xianli wow
More than one hundred disciples dropped their identity tokens and came behind Duan Tiandao.
Duan Tianren smiled and twisted his beard: "Oh, he has no strength. What's the use of soliciting disciples? After all, it can't be retained!"
Lan Jikong and other disciples laughed loudly.
"Xingyun Zong is a joke!"
"My sword cliff sect was as famous as this sect, which really insulted my sect!"
With a big laugh, Broken Sky Blade clenched his fists: "I won't disturb you anymore, leave!"
Jianya Zong returned with satisfaction.
With a swift and fierce trend, he severely defeated the prestige of the Nebula Sect, and took back the lost disciples.
After today, Xingyun Zong swept his face and laughed for the world.
rustle--
But when they turned around and were about to board the ship.
When I discovered the edge of the dock, I didn't know when there was a young man holding a broom and devoting himself to sweeping the floor.
Everyone ignored them and passed them by.
It's just a little disciple who sweeps the floor.
However, the road is slightly narrow, and when Lan Jiankong passes by, he kicks the other side with his feet: "Things that don't have long eyes, let it go!"
However, the disciple disciple, understatement, blocked the foot.
His expression was peaceful, and the waves were not surprised: "Why hurt someone for no reason?"
Blue hit the air with surprise.
His foot, although normal, should not be taken by a young disciple.
"There are two brushes! But what about this?" Lan struck the air sole hard and kicked down.
Under the great force, those who are the same as his cultivation are forced to retreat.
Unexpectedly, the sweeping boy remained motionless.
On the contrary, it was Lan Jikong who exerted his strength and rebounded back, causing him to rub back two steps.
"Hey! Evil!" Lan Jikong was really surprised.
Why can't I have a little disciple who sweeps the floor?
"Eat your fist!" Lan Jikong changed into a fist and slammed toward the disciple's face.
As a result, Lan Jikong only felt black in front of him.
The swarthy broom, like lightning, covered his face and patted!
what--
There was only one time to scream, and Lan Jikong, like a gyro, spun and flew out.
His body hit the terminal cargo box and smashed it on the spot.
Lan Jikong was like a soft noodle, lying motionless on the ground.
He was swooned by a broom!
Broken Sky Blade and nine other senior intermediate disciples, who had already walked ahead, turned back horrorly and looked at the disciples.
"The blue shot he hit?" a senior intermediate disciple surprised.
What do you think, the young disciple is only about eighteen years old.
How did he stun blue and hit the air?
But no matter what, a sneak attack on their people can't be forgiven.
"Where's the wild boy, your senior sect is as good as the grandson, are you dare to do it?"
A senior middle-level disciple with good strength walked back.
When they were two feet away, they struck inwards and blasted towards the teenager.
The teenager was still sweeping his head.
It was not until Nei Jin reached in front of him that he seemed to inadvertently raise the broom and gently wave it.
The inner strength was not only blocked, but also rolled back with a more rapid trend.
Senior intermediate disciples, who were very close to each other, were hit in the chest by their inner strength on the spot.
puff--
A breath of blood spit out!
The man was flicked like a sandbag and fell on a black tent boat.
Others were lying on the boat, their limbs twitched, their eyes turned white, and they fell into a coma!
Another blow to a senior intermediate disciple of Jianya Sect!
If Lan Jikong's strength is weak and he is still attacked by a sneak attack, that's justified.
But this one is not.
He gave Zi Wuhen three moves, and he was still able to defeat Zi Wuhen with one move.
But face to face, can't stop a broom of a sweeping disciple?
This time, Jianya Sect really shocked everyone!
"You take care of the two younger brothers, I will meet this person later!" The fifth-ranked disciple, with a strong inner strength, exerts his powerful martial arts.
"White Cloud Flying Crane!"
He bounced up, like a flying crane moving through the clouds, his palms folded together, like a beak.
The boy who was sweeping the floor didn't even see it, just swept the broom gently.
The disciples in mid-air were really flying like three feet high.
Then fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes were closed, and even without humming, he was fainted.
Jianya Zong's side, thoroughly fry the pot.
"I come!"
The third place disciple rushed over, his expression was solemn, and he showed his strongest blow.
But as a result, it was still a broom, flapping it, spitting on the spot, unconscious.
"Hi!" Du Tiantian could not help but secretly took a breath.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he could hardly believe that an 18-year-old boy was so terrible!
Its strength is more than twice that of Ziwuhen.
"Who are you?" Broken Sky Blade stared.
How could there be such a terrible boy in Nebula Sect?
Unreasonable!
It's totally unreasonable!
The teenager was still silently sweeping the floor, without raising his head, and said indifferently: "Just sweep the disciples."
With that, silently, he continued to sweep the ground farther away.
"Want to leave after the fight?" The disciples of the first and second discouraged.
The two chose to shoot at the same time!
But, just attacked within a foot of the sweeping boy.
A strange and invisible force actually held the two people's necks, and then mentioned the midair.