Fantasy: All my disciples are the protagonist template

At this time, the master of the Shenlong Sect also followed.

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He was dressed in a green shirt and had a jade ring in his hand. His hair was gray and his eyes were like lightning.

"Master, my disciple is here to help you. If the Shenlong Sect is not here, my disciple will never live in an ignoble way!"

After saying that, Liu Wuji glanced sideways at Fang Kuo again, with an imposing manner and an air of fearlessness of death.

Chen Ge said nothing, only looking at his nose with his eyes, and his nose at his heart.

Fang Kuo laughed loudly and said with great pride: "Haha, good, you are indeed the disciple that Fang Kuo has chosen. I did not make the mistake of accepting you as my disciple in the past. If all the disciples of the Shenlong Sect have your pride, why worry about not being able to continue it?" Forever and ever!”

"Since this is the case, the Shenlong Sect will never be destroyed. It only takes a spark to revive from the ashes. There are still people who want to destroy us. It is simply wishful thinking!"

Liu Wuji glared angrily at the three holy masters in front of him and said, "You are not afraid of the shadows when you are upright, but there is someone who has deceived the world and stolen his reputation all his life, and he doesn't know who is the real disciple. It is really ridiculous."

"Boy, what are you talking about? I am also your elder when you say this!"

Wei Fan said in a cold voice: "Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. With your nature, your master must have only taught you how to learn the exercises, not how to behave."

"Come die!"

The sword edge was swung, and at the same time as a roar was heard, a terrifying sword light roared out towards Liu Wuji.

boom!

At this moment, it was like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. The rumbling sound was like thousands of troops and horses stepping through, and the ground was shattered inch by inch, approaching Liu Wuji.

quick!

Wei Fan is truly a master of swordsmanship. Every move and every move he makes is filled with overflowing sword energy. This sword is terrifying to the extreme.

So much so that Liu Wuji's eyes widened, and even his soul trembled at this moment.

He wanted to dodge, but his legs were as heavy as lead, and his body was not immune to his opening his mouth.

Perhaps it was because he was enveloped by Wei Fan's sword energy.

There was no way to avoid it. Liu Wuji absolutely couldn't dodge this sword. Not to mention that the two men's cultivation levels were not at the same level, and Wei Fan's sword move was sudden and the sword was as fast as lightning.

"Disciple, get out of the way!"

Seeing this, Fang Kuo's pupils shrank and he raised a right hand covered with rings. Thunder and lightning burst out from his hand.

A grid was formed to block this sword.

Wei Fan's sword was fast, Fang Kuo was even faster.

But there was another figure that was even faster than the two of them, reaching the extreme speed.

With a slight sway, his toes tapped the ground, causing a circle of dust and smoke to rise, and the figure had already stopped in front of Liu Wuji.

"Disperse!"

Raising his hand with a sword, the rolling sword force swept out. The moment it collided with Wei Fan's sword force, with the collision point as the center, waves immediately swayed in all directions, setting off layers of soil waves on the earth.

"Shenjun Fang Kuo, Master of the Liu Wuji Sect, this matter started due to the arrival of me, Chen Ge. This first sword and the first battle should be taken over by me, Chen Ge!"

In the billowing dust smoke, Chen Ge waved the Seven-Star Sword, and a hole was immediately cut through the vast white dust smoke. Taking advantage of the gap, what was revealed was his uncanny side face, with a touch of fortitude in his eyes.

"What!"

The people present were shocked and stared at Chen Ge with wide eyes.

The same is true for Wei Fan.

"How is it possible? When did this kid stand in front of Liu Wuji?"

Wei Fan's turbid old eyes shone with light and he stared straight at Chen Ge. His eyes were full of horror, and he could not calm down for a long time.

"This kid is so scary. If I take this sword, it won't be so easy!" Fang Kuo's eyes darkened, and the light in his eyes kept flashing. He stared at the back of Chen Ge standing in front of him, and for a moment he was fighting. The blood boils.

"Chen Ge is really a secret. Does the old monk want to cut off his beard, or follow him to enlightenment?" Duan Liang gritted his teeth, and the concave marks appeared on both sides of his cheeks. He was also staring directly at Chen Ge.

"This son is Chen Ge!"

Lu Feng was secretly shocked. At this time, he had already started to pull out the brush from his waist, and his vigilance suddenly increased.

"What a terrifying speed, what an exquisite sword power. I didn't expect to be able to compete with the old swordsman who was the best in the wilderness in the past. Where does this guy come from, and what is his identity!"

Xu Fei's eyes were bright. He pulled out a wooden sword from his back with one hand and pinched his fingers with the other to deduce.

But unfortunately, Chen Ge's secret was very vague, and it was impossible to deduce the reason.

In desperation, Xu Fei, an old man, had no choice but to give up. At the same time, his curiosity about Chen Ge also increased.

"Wei Fan, a genius monk who once made a name for himself in the Great Wilderness. He annihilated a semi-immortal sword cultivator with three swords and killed seven great sword cultivators in a row. Now he has reached the top of the list of sword cultivators in the Great Wilderness. He has been called the sword cultivator of the heavens ever since. You have been talented since childhood. You are smart and have a natural sword energy. It is said that if the ancient sword in your hand is not used, the world will fall apart!"

"This is nothing more than what I saw today."

"Chen Ge, the leader of Xuantian Sect in the Eastern Region, has no choice but to raise his sword to fight you. Do you dare to accept my sword power?"

Chen Ge's eyes were bright, his sword intent surged wildly on his body, and the seven-star sword in his hand had been tempered by spiritual power until it made a pale sound.

The genius monk ranked first in the list was extremely concerned about his own reputation. Chen Ge was so excited that if he was not afraid of losing face, it wouldn't matter if what happened today spreads in the wilderness from now on.

"Wei Fan!"

Xu Fei shouted, narrowed his eyes, stared at Chen Ge and said coldly: "A monk who can be associated with Disaster Disaster, we don't have to confront you, we will just accept your life."

"Oh? You old monster, do you mean Wei Fan doesn't dare?"

Chen Ge sneered, sheathed the long sword in his hand with a clang, took two steps back, and stood side by side with Fang Kuo and others again.

Fang Kuo's mouth corners slightly raised, although he didn't say anything, but the mockery was self-evident.

Duan Zai played with a string of Buddhist beads in one hand and touched his bald head with the other hand, sneering and staring at Wei Fan.

Huang Jifeng and Liu Wuji looked heavy.

In addition to the horror in the depths of their eyes, there was also a horror in their hearts that was difficult to calm down!

Strong!

They didn't expect Chen Ge to be so strong!

Before the various rumors circulated in the Great Wilderness, they only knew that Chen Ge had something, but they didn't expect him to be so strong.

With a light sword, Wei Fan's sword force was offset.

You know, Wei Fan is an ancient first swordsman, who has been famous for thousands of years. Needless to say, his strength and swordsmanship are definitely top-notch.

But in front of Chen Ge, he looks so unbearable?

"Wei Fan, step back and let me do it! Chen Ge, do you dare to fight me?"

At this time, the old blind man Lu Feng, who was blind in both eyes, stepped forward, and he already had a two-inch brush in his hand.

The brush was black, and the brush hair was black and white. There was a little scarlet at the tip of the brush.

The light was bright, and the complicated and mysterious light enveloped it, with a hint of wildness.