Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

In the distance, Wei Canglan watched the scenes, and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He really didn't expect that the mouse who provoked the incident yesterday would sacrifice himself in exchange for Zhao Shanxiong's life.

Sure enough, people are complicated.

It's just that Zhao Shanxiong, the big brother, is really not very good. In today's battle, he is tantamount to leading his brothers to death.

Wei Canglan had some guesses about his strength, and had a premonition that he would not be too strong.

But seeing him being so decisive when he went to help, I thought he had some trump card.

The results of it?
There is brute force in the air, and even the brain does not move.

Comparing brute force with the sand-bone tribe, isn't this nonsense?

No matter how hard your fist is, it can beat those precious objects.

Ugh.

Wei Canglan sighed slightly, seeing the sandbone tribe on the opposite side attack Zhao Shanxiong again, if he didn't make a move, the leader would be belching.

Coincidentally, Li Jin beside him was already eager to try, so Wei Canglan simply waved his sleeves and said:

"Jin'er."

"The disciple is here!"

"Go, if you don't help, I'm afraid that the disciples of the Meihu Sect and Zhao Shanxiong will be buried here."

After tidying up his collar and blowing away some dust blown by the strong wind, Wei Canglan continued:

"Don't be impulsive, do what you can."

"Jin'er understands."

Li Jin made a bow, turned over and got off the camel, his feet sank, his waist tensed, and spiritual energy came into being.

At the same time, her eyebrows flickered, and then the Green Snake Sword appeared in her hand.

The next moment, her figure turned into a clear shadow and shot towards the distant battlefield.

……

Zhao Shanxiong hugged the dead mouse, and the leading disciple of the Meihu Sect beside him was not paralyzed due to exhaustion. Both of them fell to the ground, facing the swiftly approaching Shabone Tribe.

"Even if I die, I will take one as a backing!"

With a yell, Zhao Shanxiong let go of the mouse, gripped the machete tightly and was about to charge away again.

Obviously, the death of the mouse only made him more angry, but failed to make him calmly think about the situation of the battle.

The leading girl shook her head and sighed, looking at her classmates behind her, with reluctance and unwillingness in her eyes, and then turned her head to look at the Shabone Tribe who was holding up a mallet in front of her, she had already closed her eyes.

"Senior Sister Xiao Ran, I'm sorry, Junior Sister has to go first."

She muttered to herself and gave up the last struggle.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the ear.

"Is this the case for the disciples of the Meihu Sect? Master praised you a lot."

"Ok?"

The leading girl immediately opened her eyes upon hearing the sound, but there was no one there.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind-like aura from a distance behind him.

Immediately afterwards, she saw several streaks of cyan light coming from a distance, like a dragon plotting and winding like a long snake.

boom--

The cyan spiritual energy turned into a strong wind, engulfing the yellow sand, forming a tornado, rushing towards it.

The moment she lost her mind, she saw the strong man of the sand-bone tribe a few feet tall in front of her, like a broken paper kite, like a candle in the wind, blown up by the blue hurricane, his body twisted and twisted in the midair uncontrollably, and finally landed on the ground. On the ground, smashed into the yellow sand.

In just the blink of an eye, the two Sandbone Tribes fell into a coma.

Another sand-bone tribe, the one in front of Zhao Shanxiong, also fell into the yellow sand at this moment, unconscious, and it is difficult to recover in a short time.

The leading girl looked at the cyan aura that was lingering like a silver dragon, her eyes were dull, and it took a while to react, she was shocked and said:

"Green snake sword energy?"

"Li Jin?"

call--

As the breeze blew, Li Jin was wearing rough clothes, but the hem was still fluttering, which was in stark contrast to the embarrassed crowd.

She landed in front of the leading girl, looked at the blood on her face, took out a few bottles of pills from the ring, threw them directly to the other side, and said arrogantly:
"Master told me just now that you have to see it with your own eyes and experience it yourself, so that you will understand whether your Meihu Sect is really as bad as the rumors say."

"Now, I have the answer."

"Although the Meihu Sect's strength is not good, this daring to fight is not bad."

"Of course, except just at the end, you gave up struggling."

The leading disciple listened, feeling a little grateful in his heart, but the other party was an orthodox monk after all, and his words were so weird and awkward that he couldn't say the words of thanks for a while.

After struggling for a long time, she still snorted, clasped her fists and said:
"Thank you Fairy Green Snake for making the move..."

"You don't need to thank me, if you want to thank me, thank my master."

The leading girl was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized that Li Jin had been talking about masters just now, but now that she thinks about it, which master in Cangxingmen is the most famous?

Isn't it Wei Canglan?
She hurriedly looked into the distance, only to see a person sitting there in the group of camels, with a tall and straight figure and a fairy-like demeanor.

It's really him!

Today Dayu is the most famous master.

My God, it turned out to be so beautiful.

and many more.

Can't mess up.

One of Senior Sister Xiaoran's tail was cut off by him.

To be precise, it was cut off by the monster in its arms.

Humph.

Not good looking.

He has a grudge against my Meihu Sect.

But he is so handsome...

The leading girl was troubled.

At this time, Zhao Shanxiong regained his strength, walked over and clasped his fists and said respectfully:

"Thank you girl for helping me out."

However, what greeted him was Li Jin's cold expression:

"Zhao Shanxiong, I thought that although you are a martial artist, you have an exquisite mind. I never thought that you are a reckless man!"

"Saving people is of course important."

"But why don't you consider your own strength?"

"Look at your brothers, how many were killed or injured?"

Looking at the messy battlefield, Zhao Shanxiong saw that many brothers had already passed away, and the better ones were missing arms and legs, and he immediately blamed himself.

It was his recklessness that harmed everyone.

Obviously, he had experienced a battle with the Sand Bone Tribe before, but he was completely defeated in the current fight.

Just when a few people were stunned, another Sand Bone Tribe rushed over.

With all the fighting and calculations, this small force of the Sandbone Tribe only killed or injured three people.

There are seven or eight people alive and well.

Li Jin didn't think too much about talking nonsense.

She is no longer the little girl who could only hide behind the master.

Having seen Master's "Vajra Subduing Demons" back then, and experienced the Battle of Yuyaolou, she has grown and transformed.

Facing the battle of life and death, she appeared calmer.

With the green snake in his hand, his aura soared, not much nonsense, Li Jin raised his hand and waved his sword, and several more sword auras slashed out.

The circling green snake sword energy is swift and fierce like a dragon sailing out to sea.

boom--

A strong man of the Sandbone Tribe charged straight ahead, was overturned on the spot, and flew upside down.

However, there were no scars on his body.

Even the Green Snake Sword Qi couldn't penetrate the opponent's bone armor.

Seeing this, the leading disciple of the Meihu Sect hurriedly reminded:
"Miss Li Jin, the opponent is covered in bone armor, so it is very difficult to defeat."

"The best way to defeat it is to use magic energy... no, to use spiritual energy to cooperate with Taoism."

Li Jin naturally understood that she had been watching the battle from a distance for a long time, paying attention to the opponent's amazing defense.