Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Chapter 383 Warm-up 1 (Large Chapter)

"It would be nice if Wan He didn't dislike junior sister so much. Junior sister just wants to be by her side.

At this time, how could the little junior sister know how to make elixirs or not? She kept talking about learning, but if Wan He really taught her, how could she learn it? "

Song Qingyun sighed helplessly, but he was not Yao Wei, nor Yan Mo, nor a disciple of the Kunlun Snow Region, nor one of the senior brothers of Wan He. His words had no authority at all.

Lian Jing frowned, looked heavy, and said nothing.

Yao Yu suddenly pointed to the stage: "That's Master? Master -"

She shouted regardless, but Song Qingyun quickly held her down: "Little junior sister, that is not the master. Your master is the leader of the Leiyin Sect, Yao Wei. That is the little junior sister Wan He, you can call her little junior sister!"

"No, she is the master. She can teach me how to make alchemy. She is very good at making alchemy!"

Song Qingyun took a deep breath, but there was really nothing he could do.

When something like that happened during the day, he was so scared that he couldn't do anything else but look at Yao Su.

On the stage, the Kunlun Snow Region drew lots. The first one to stand up was the Miaoyin Pavilion.

Miaoyin Pavilion is full of music cultivators. If they really fight, they will be kicked away.

Ningshuang felt it was unfair. After all, the method of winning was to rely on music. You couldn't beat your opponent with the first song. You had to play it for a long time before it could be effective.

By the time he got the killer move, he had already been beaten to the ground.

The reason why Yinxiu was assigned back to assist is because the effect of his moves is slow. The main one is to take advantage of the opponent's interference and slowly output.

"Sect Master Jin, why not compare two sects? This will also speed up the time and help each other. The level will not be too different and the competition will not be fair?"

Jin Tonghe looked at the other sect leaders: "What do you think?"

Someone echoed: "Master Ning Pavilion is right, Miaoyin Pavilion is a music cultivator, and they really have no chance of winning against other sects.

The four sects are grouped in pairs, saving time and effort, and truly bringing out the strengths of each disciple. "

"Yes, yes, I think so too!"

Jin Tonghe nodded: "Since everyone agrees, let's add two more groups!"

When Penglai Xiandao came to the stage, neither party expected that Kunlun Snow Region and Penglai Xiandao would one day collaborate together.

Wen Zhuo clasped his fists: "Senior Brother Yan Zhong!"

Yan Zhong returned the gesture symbolically and turned sideways.

Seven people from Kunlun Snow Region stood on the left side of the stage, and six people from Penglai Immortal Island stood on the right.

It is still the configuration of the Demon Exorcism Conference. In addition to the four people who often appear, there is Ye Tao who can't wake up no matter what, and Bu Fan who is making soy sauce while making very dark and salty soy sauce.

Although there were only four people on stage in Penglai, Wu Si had already become enlightened, received blessings from heaven, had a breakthrough in cultivation, reached the late stage of the Golden Core, and was considered terrifying in strength.

On the opposite side, a group of people also stood on the right side of Miaoyin Pavilion. The leader clasped his fists towards Penglai Island and Kunlun Snowy Area opposite: "In the witch camp of Xiashui Jinglou, I will lead all the junior brothers and sisters to ask for advice from all the senior brothers!"

Wen Zhuo clasped his fists: "Wen Zhuo of Penglai Immortal Island, together with all the junior brothers and sisters, please give me some advice!"

The eldest disciple of Miaoyin Pavilion is a beautiful and cool woman. She is wearing a sky blue dress and holding a pipa in her hand. She bows in the direction of Yan Zhong: "Cangzhi of Miaoyin Pavilion and his fellow juniors ask the brothers and sisters from the Kunlun Snow Region for advice. !”

Yan Zhong simply clasped his fists and said: "Let's learn from each other and learn from each other's strengths. It's disrespectful!"

There are about fifteen people in Miaoyin Pavilion and Shuijing Tower, and thirteen people in Kunlun Snow Region and Penglai Immortal Island. There is not much difference in the number of people. At least in the eyes of Kunlun and Penglai, two more people are nothing.

But the other disciples of Miaoyin Pavilion and Shuijing Pavilion felt extremely at ease. At least in terms of numbers, they had already won.

The two sides squared off, saluted each other, and as a gong sounded on the stage: "Bang!"

The competition begins.

The people from Miaoyin Pavilion took the lead in playing the music, but everyone knew that they relied on music to attack, so Kunlun Snow Region and Penglai Island had already closed their hearing.

Cooperation between each other relies on the usual tacit understanding and eyes.

The weapons of the people in Shuijing Tower are all water mirrors for each person. Their people are the first to stand in different corners of the stage. The water mirrors compare with each other, and countless waves come out from the middle.

As the music of Miaoyin Pavilion ebbs and flows, the waves get higher and higher, turning into various shapes and rushing towards the Kunlun Snowy Land and Penglai Fairy Island.

One moment, hungry wolves pounce on food, another moment, tigers descend from the mountain, another moment, dragons and tigers roar, and another moment, hundreds of birds approach the phoenix. The coordination is quite tacit.

Visually, it is a grand feast to prevent injury to other disciples watching the battle. The battle on the stage is set up with a barrier, otherwise the audience will be blown away in minutes like the musical attack.

"Wow--"

"Oh!!!"

"what???"

"Isn't it so beautiful?"

“Isn’t it too fierce???”

There were exclamations, exclamations, praises, and surprises from the audience one after another.

Sometimes there were sounds of worry following the fighting on the stage, and sometimes there were sounds of cheers.

The Kunlun Snow Region disciples were able to deal with it easily. Yan Zhong slashed open a person in the Shuijing Tower with his long sword. The person stepped back half a meter and immediately stabilized his body and continued to look in the mirror.

Yan Xiu also had a long sword, and he thrust it forward, causing waves to hit the disciples of Miaoyin Pavilion.

Those disciples held pipa, guqin, guzheng, harp, xun, sheng, and drums, spinning in the air, their skirts flying up, and their movements were uniform. Even so, the rhythm was not affected in the slightest.

The sky blue uniforms shuttle between the transparent water waves, like a magnificent picture of the sea and the sky.

The light of the water mirror is of various colors, spreading out and flashing one after another, like a light show on a stage.

It was also the first time for Wan He to see a sect that used light to attack. It was indeed interesting. However, if he was struck by the light of the water mirror, he would be immediately entangled in the water column, and drowning would only take an instant.

Of course, it's just a discussion here, and no one will be killed, but choking on the water will still make you feel uncomfortable for a while.

Penglai Immortal Island needs time to establish control, and this time must be fought for by everyone in the snow area.

So Penglai Xiandao naturally retreated behind Xueyu. Six of the seven sons of Xueyu held swords, and the sects all wore swords. They stood in front, blocking all the water waves and the light of the water mirror. Wan He had empty hands and was excited. Sometimes, I don’t know where to put my hands.

Before the fight started, Yan Zhong told everyone not to show off their true strength. There would be too many people watching, and they should always leave a way out for themselves. They should not show all their abilities, otherwise they would be very disappointed if they encounter the enemy in a real fight. It’s easy for people to figure out countermeasures.

Therefore, all six people chose the sect unified sword. Wan He usually used the Tianhua Umbrella to change back and forth. At this time, it was not easy to take it out for others to see and save it.

But as for Ban Trick, that is really true strength. Will the opponent study out countermeasures if it is used?

Wu Si heard the news and shouted: "Wan He, what are you doing standing there in a daze?"

Wan He groaned and replied via voice transmission: "Senior Sister Wu Si, I didn't find a weapon that I could take advantage of!"

Wu Si was speechless and threw a sword: "Take it!"

Because Wan He was so excited, she took two or three hits. The arrow handle felt like it was hot in her hand. She jumped three or four times before she could hold it.

"Cheer up, I'm going to take control, I don't have time to care about you!" Wu Si's words came from behind her. The reason why she did this was because she saw the other six people in the Kunlun Snow Region slashing in front with their swords. After cutting off the opponent's attack, Wan He stood there with empty hands.

Moreover, because of Wan He's cultivation, he might be in danger if he was left alone, so he threw his sword over. Unexpectedly, Wan He couldn't even catch the sword.

Her gestures were changing rapidly, her fingers were clasping together, her eyes were fixed on the space beside Wan He, and she was speeding up the seal formation.

The first one to fall down was a female disciple from Miaoyin Pavilion, holding a xun in her hand. She knelt down on one knee and worshiped at Wan He's feet.

Wan He was startled: "Oh, senior sister, it's not necessary, it's not necessary!"

Wu Si quickly finished reciting the incantation and saw the female disciple stood up in a daze and handed the xun to Wan He with both hands.

Wan He looked at Xun and then at the man's confused eyes, and said, "I don't know how to do this? What are you doing for me?"

Wu Si scolded: "She fell into my dream. What are you doing in a daze? Knock her out!"

Wan He immediately rummaged through the Qiankun bag, found a brick, and hit the opponent on the head.

The man fell limply, Wusi stepped forward quickly and kicked him off the stage.

Looking back, Wan He was holding the bricks as if he hadn't reacted yet: "Is there one missing?"

Wu Si stared at her: "Can you do it?"

As he was talking, two more female disciples from Miaoyin Pavilion suddenly fell next to him. They saw Wan He knocking out a junior sister, so they attacked Wan He.

Wu Si's eyes were alert, and he pulled the stunned Wan He behind him. His gestures changed rapidly in front of her chest. An invisible net appeared with her gestures. The feet of the two people from Miaoyin Pavilion were suddenly entangled and they could not walk. come out.

Wan He reacted, weighed the bricks, dodged, and jumped out from behind Wu Si. Before the two people could see what was going on, their heads hurt, their vision went dark, and they felt dizzy.

But after all, they are all monks at the Golden Core stage, so Wan He is not that easy to succeed.

Under normal circumstances, if the opponent at the Golden Core stage is always in a defensive combat state, it is really difficult to stun him.

Every time he succeeded before, either the opponent's cultivation level was not high, or the opponent was unprepared. When he was unprepared, he was just like ordinary people.

In particular, Wan He is used to targeting the weakest acupuncture points on the back of the head.

No matter whether you hit the acupuncture point with spiritual power or a heavy blow with bricks, you will be shaken a few times and fall down.

"Since you are so willing to take the shot?" Wan He sighed, it doesn't matter, she still has the elixir.

Taking advantage of the darkness before their eyes, Wan He opened a small bottle, and the aroma filled the air. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then their eyes turned sinister.

One person was holding his guqin, and the other was beating the drum. The two of them turned around together and headed towards their fellow seniors.

There were seven people in Miaoyin Pavilion, one was kicked away, and there were six more. Two of them smelled Wanhe's medicinal powder, and started to play the music toward their fellow disciples in a daze.

The four people didn't pay attention at first, but when they discovered it, one person had a nosebleed and the other two people fell back in horror and turned off their hearing at the same time.

"What's going on with you two? Why did you attack us?"

Cangzhi saw something was wrong in their eyes at a glance: "No, they two were knocked unconscious. Second Junior Sister, play the Heart-Cleaning Charm for them two!"

"The pure heart is like water, the pure water is the heart, no breeze blows, no waves disturb; I sit alone in Youhuang, whistling and playing the piano, I fall into meditation in silence, and the poisonous dragon escapes; my heart has no sense, God rewards hard work, my righteousness is awe-inspiring, and ghosts and ghosts are frightened …”

Together with the Qingxin Curse, the two people's consciousness quickly recovered. Wan He touched his nose: "The Qingxin Curse is a good thing!"

Wu Si snorted: "Unfortunately, by the time they wake up, it's already too late..."

As her words fell, the two people who were about to regain their clarity suddenly stopped and raised the instruments in their hands to hit their second senior sister hard on the head.

The second senior sister looked horrified and hid in panic: "What are you doing?"

No matter how she shouted, the two of them chased after her and attacked continuously. Wu Si's dream was still building. The second senior sister was hiding and hiding, her eyes suddenly became fierce, and she turned around and raised the guzheng to hit the two behind her.

The instruments of the three people made a crackling sound. The three of them looked indifferent and showed no intention of stopping. When the instruments were gone, they started fighting with their bare hands.

The most primitive methods are used, pulling the hair, scratching the face, pinching people, and screaming. Each one has a 100% output.

Together with the man with the nosebleed, Miaoyin Pavilion lost five generals at once.

Cangzhi and the third female disciple, one plays pipa and the other plays harp.

Wan He didn't forget to applaud while watching the fun: "Come on, come on, do your best -"

Cangzhi squinted her eyes. From the beginning to the end, Wan He was standing beside her. It seemed that her cultivation was just foundation building, and she didn't seem to have a weapon in her hand. Another disciple gave her a sword to defend herself. of.

In this way, this disciple should not be very good at swords. Moreover, they heard that there is a young disciple in the Kunlun Snow Region who is just an alchemy cultivator. In the competition, if the alchemy cultivator is left alone, he will be like a crispy shrimp.

The music of the Miaoyin Pavilion had not yet taken effect, and five people were already unable to play the music. She decided to let the other party lose a few talents.

If you can't catch a powerful sword cultivator, then you can use the Penglai Immortal Island disciple and this little disciple from the Kunlun Snow Region to do it.

Cangzhi suddenly flew close to the ground, circled behind Wan He, and played a heavy string slide. She was playing Ningshuang's original killer song - "Sanskrit Sound Enters Gu". The melody of Yin Xiu is an attack from the ears. , Ningshuang will realize that if the enemy turns off their hearing, the rhythm will not work properly.

So she developed the "Sanskrit Sound into Gu", which when played to someone at close range, can break the other person's closed hearing and quickly control their mind for their use.

The sliding string came with a powerful wave of sound. Wan He frowned, and suddenly a red light flashed across his forehead.

Wu Si was in a trance, thinking of protecting Wan He, and stood very close to Wan He. After this sound, their eyes became confused at the same time.

Cangzhi continued to slide the string quickly, and Wan He raised his sword and slowly exerted force toward Wu Si's chest.