My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 102: The 1st of the 3 Great Marksmen

"Master!"

Ding Fanqiu's three disciples exclaimed, looking at the scene in disbelief. Their revered master, the master of the Five-leaf Golden Lotus Dharma Body, was shot down by an arrow.

What a powerful archery!

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

Has the master in the palace appeared?

Everyone raised their heads and looked around!

I want to see what the visitor looks like!

Lu Zhou looked in the direction of the arrow.

Although the vision is blurred.

Through the dim light, Lu Zhou saw a flying chariot in the distance.

The square and red flying chariots are not big.

It was more like a sedan chair, suspended above the group of soldiers and practitioners.

In every corner of the sedan chair, there was a red-clothed woman with heavy makeup, supporting the flying chariot.

It just floated steadily in the air.

Finally, it's here!

And there seems to be more than one coming!

A fatal blow, what if it's not enough?

at the same time.

The side and front of the flying chariot,

I saw the user of the bow and arrow—a man in a cape, with a hat on his head, swooping down.

easily landed on the ground.

This shocking arrow came from this person!

At least six-leaf cultivation base!

This is the strongest of the three major marksmen in Shendu, Chen Zhu!

The soldiers knelt down at the same time.

"See Lord Chen!"

The archers in the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm stared at this side,

One step at a time, without hurry.

As the distance approaches.

The figure became clearer and clearer.

When it was only more than ten meters away, it stopped, and the man took off the hat and kept it aside.

A vague figure, exuding a cold and stern breath——

Name: Chen Zhu

Race: three pages

Realm: Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm

——

Three pages?

Lu Zhou's heart moved slightly.

The surface is calm.

At the same time, Lu Zhou glanced at the red flying chariot floating in the sky.

Four women are located in the four corners.

Maybe too far away, all you see is a hazy outline.

But judging from the breath of these four women, at least two of them have stepped into the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm. However, the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm without Kai Ye is not the real Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm!

It seems to be playing off.

Or... invulnerable, Flashman?

Just when Lu Zhou was thinking about it——

Chen Zhu's cold and stern voice sounded:

"Your Excellency has an order to take everyone from Motian Pavilion and hand them over to the palace for disposal."

"Subordinates obey!" Everyone bowed!

Ding Fanqiu's three disciples suddenly turned pale.

"We are not disciples of Motiange! You are mistaken!"

"We are fake!"

fake?

However……

Chen Zhu, who was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, said indifferently, "If it's a fake... beheaded!"

"..."

In the case of Motian Pavilion, the palace may consider it carefully. Counterfeit goods, why should I take it seriously?

The three immediately slumped down.

The bow and arrow seemed to be an earth-level weapon... it was almost the same as the one in Li Qing's hands.

The bow and arrow do not rotate back and forth,

It finally fell into his hands.

However, Chen Zhu did not draw the arrow.

Instead, he smiled slightly and put his right hand on the string.

Pull the string with your fingers and condense the gas into a ganglion.

hum.

Vibration sounded.

The sound of Chen Zhu pulling the bow and arrow, with a deadly sound wave, aimed at a person...

Target: Ding Fanqiu's only female disciple.

call out!

One shot!

There is hardly any chance to beg for mercy or even resist. The arrow pierced through her chest.

puff!

The female disciple, staring, fell to the ground, without breath!

"Junior Sister!"

"Junior Sister!!" The other two disciples shouted unwillingly.

A cultivator in the Divine Court Realm, coupled with the restrictions of the wizarding formation... How could she possibly block the arrow of Chen Zhu, one of the three great archers of the Divine Capital?

Ding Fanqiu's face changed greatly!

"you--"

Chen Zhu smiled and raised his right hand again.

hum!

A bow and arrow formed by Astral Qi appeared on the string again.

Everyone understood.

He is going to kill everyone with one arrow at a time!

Chen Zhu indifferently looked at Ding Fanqiu who was shot by him with a bow and arrow, and said lightly, "Ji Tiandao?"

He directly aimed at Ding Fanqiu.

cough cough.

cough cough cough.

Ding Fanqiu sat up and stood up.

With one palm up, the bow and arrow on his body broke.

"You...you are Chen Zhu, who claims to be one of the three great archers in the God Capital?" Ding Fanqiu said in disbelief.

Chen Zhu laughed.

"Am I so famous?"

"It's really me..." Chen Zhu said in a slow voice, "You've gone where you shouldn't..."

Ding Fanqiu lifted his white hair and said, "Motian Pavilion acts like this all the time."

Chen Zhu shook his head:

"Okay, it's enough to bluff in front of other people. In front of my family, put away your little tricks... Your strength and cultivation are still far behind."

Ding Fanqiu was startled, looked up at the bright red flying chariot in the sky, and sighed with an unnatural expression!

Chen Zhu said to himself, "Don't say it's you...Even if the real Motian Pavilion arrives here, you have to admit it. This witchcraft formation is specially prepared for blind and arrogant cultivators like you."

He didn't pull the bow and arrow, but glanced left and right, freehand, as if he was dealing with a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

The sharpshooter of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm.

You can shoot at the same time, and send out three Astral Qi Feather Arrows.

No one knows who the next target will be.

The sharpshooter of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm, when he shoots quickly, is by no means within his sight.

"The three great marksmen of Shendu?" Lu Zhou finally spoke.

The old voice was low and powerful.

"what?"

Chen Zhu's eyes moved from Ding Fanqiu to Lu Zhou.

He frowned slightly.

He never paid attention to this man!

Lu Zhou's face was calm.

The right hand is behind the back, and the left hand strokes the whiskers.

It seems that it has not been affected by the sorcery formation at all.

Chen Zhu was startled and asked suspiciously, "You are not affected by the great formation?"

Lu Zhou said indifferently, "Are you asking this old man?"

"You know, who are you facing?" Chen Zhu waved his left hand, and the bow and arrow floated in front of him.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Courage is commendable."

"Old guy... Who are you?" Chen Zhu's voice was full of pride.

I didn't wait for Lu Zhou to answer.

Xiao Yuan'er couldn't hold back any longer.

Loudly said: "The one standing in front of you... is the... true master of Motian Pavilion!"

Vitality is passed out with sound waves!

Ding Fanqiu: "..."

Two disciples: "..."

Chen Zhu: "..."

Ding Fanqiu's heart trembled, he woke up suddenly, and figured it out in an instant... No wonder! No wonder this girl is so similar to the ninth disciple of Motian Pavilion! His expression was extremely stiff, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was in pain... He actually wanted to take people as his disciples over and over again?

This old man who accompanied him all the way is actually the old devil he has been pretending to be?

This……

Now, it's over, it's over!

However,

Chen Zhu laughed out loud.

It's like hearing the best joke in the world!

"My master received news... Here Ji Tiandao is a counterfeiter, and he will kill him on the spot." Chen Zhu raised his right hand, and the condensed arrow of qi disappeared.

The more this is the case, the less we can let our guard down.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Answer this old man's three questions. Today's business can be done."

Chen Zhu was about to be furious.

There was a bell in the sky, like an order.

Chen Zhu frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure, "Speak."

"First, who is your master?"

"Second, what is the purpose of salvaging the sunken corpse?"

"Third, who is the mastermind behind the slaughter of Yulong Village?"

"If you answer the three questions clearly, you won't die if you wait..."

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