Chapter 1047： Three major disciples? (2/2)
Gu Feng found that with his understanding of Mu Yun, this guy really became more and more difficult for people to control!
Only at this moment, Mu Yun didn't care what Gu Feng thought.
One Leaf Sword School, now, I don’t know how!
However, in the sword faction, he has already customized the rules, and it must be possible that Lin Zhixiu and Zhan Tianling and others cooperate, and there should be no problems.
Just seeing the mountain gate of the One Leaf Sword Sect appeared in front of him, a hurried voice suddenly sounded in Mu Yun's mind.
”Brother Mu, it's not good, the three major disciples are back!”
Lin Zhixiu's voice suddenly sounded in Mu Yun's mind.
Three disciples?
Mu Yun was startled suddenly.
But before Mu Yun could answer, Lin Zhixiu's voice sounded again.
”They want to abolish the rules you set within the Yiye Sword Sect. Now they have arrested Zhan Tianling, Feng Ruyi, and Chaotiange!”
presumptuous!
Anger suddenly rose in Mu Yun's heart.
These three people are so bold!
As soon as I returned to the Yiye Sword Sect, I actually dared to do this kind of thing, it was...finding his own way!
”I'll be there!”
With the short three words, Mu Yun suddenly speeded up.
”What's the matter?” Seeing Mu Yun seemed anxious, Gu Feng was puzzled.
”It's okay!” Mu Yun said with a gloomy smile on his face, ”It's just... a few jumping clowns!”
The three disciples are Yang Fengcang, Ruan Jingyu, and Ling Yan.
This time, I want to see how you want to play!
Mu Yun's tone was cold.
The One Leaf Sword Sect, the mountains are beautiful and full of fairy spirit.
At this moment, in the One Leaf Sword Sect, among the peaks, one after another stood at the gates of the caves.
There are tens of thousands of Ye family disciples, all standing outside their respective Dongfu at the moment, looking at the huge martial arts field in the center.
And the core disciples also appeared from the top of the mountain one by one, looking at the scene in the field.
At this moment, in the center of the martial arts field, a team of people stood still.
On the stone platform in the center, three figures were bound to kneel on the ground.
Amazingly, it was Zhan Tianling, Feng Ruyi, and Chaotiange.
It was just above the stone platform that the three Grand Master's chairs were firmly set, and three figures were sitting on the Grand Master's chair, waving Fang Qiu's attitude, full of domineering.
”Zhan Tianling, anyhow, you are also a party of gang sleeves, and you have lost your face when you submit to Mu Yun, but now you are still doing your best?”
On that stone platform, beside Zhan Tianling, a figure stood proudly.
This person is indeed the second in command of the Pluto Party-Yue Mantian!
Ming Yuan died, and the Dark God Party was forced to disband, and Yue Mantian wanted to live for this, and Mu Yun would ride on his head.
But it's all right now.
When the three major disciples returned, Mu Yun's arrogant days came to an end.
”Pooh!”
Zhan Tianling looked at Yuemantian and sucked: ”Yuemantian, you are only the Ninth-Rank immortal realm now, let go of me and you can pinch you to death with one finger!”
”You are proud now, you will die miserably in the future!”
”I died miserably?”
Yue Mantian kicked Zhan Tianling's back and sneered: ”Even if Mu Yun comes back now, nothing can be changed!”
”I know, that kid is now in the third-rank Dixian realm, but don't forget, these three masters are all above the fourth-rank Dixian realm!”
”Ming Yuan is dead, the three of them are not comparable to Ming Yuan!”
”you……”
”What am I?”
Yue Mantian jokingly said: ”Now tell me, where did you hide all the treasures you left with Mu Yun?”
”Want me to say, go to death!”
Zhan Tianling suddenly shouted.
At the same time, the three people sitting on the chair of the master, Shi Shiran were drinking tea and watching everything.
”Senior Brother Yang, this Zhan Tianling is so devoted to Mu Yun, he can't open his mouth!”
Next to Yang Fengcang, Jiang Jin bent over and said in kindness: ”The whereabouts of the prince is unknown, and Mu Yun said that the prince was dead, which caused us to disband the party, but he turned himself into the invisible party leader of the entire Yiye Jian Sect.”
”Now Brother Yang, you are back, but you have to give the prince your breath.”
”Jiang Jin, you, Peng Huai and Qin Shiyue, are the prince Taihu whom the prince fancy at any rate, but they were defeated by Mu Yun with one move. Isn't it shameful?”
Yang Fengcang didn't speak, but Ruan Jingyu on the side was disdainful.
Ruan Jingyu was dressed in a silver cedar, holding a feather fan, and slowly smiled: ”I want to see, what exactly is this Muyun, who is passed down by you as a man of god, has been less than a hundred years away from the Yiye Sword Sect. Such a rising person, riding on the head, I Ruan Jingyu, but I am not convinced!”
”Ruan Jingyu, who remembers us!”
It's just that Ruan Jingyu's words just fell, but a voice sounded.
”We are now outdated Wowotou. Of course, people are holding the sweet steamed buns that the master has liked!”
Ling Yan also smiled faintly: ”I think we might be given a good lesson this time!”
”There is a Muyun who has only been with the Yiye Sword Sect for a few years. Does he really consider this place his own territory?”
The words of the two fell, and Yang Fengcang finally spoke.
”Even if the leader cares about him, but I want to kill him, who can stop me!”
”I'm still trying to reform the system and rectify the Yiye Jianpai. I think the one who needs rectification most is himself!”
Yang Fengcang looked down and shouted in a deep voice: ”Zhan Tianling, Feng Ruyi, Chaotiange, I will ask the three of you one last time, before Mu Yun leaves, where are the treasures you can use to reward your disciples?”
”Say, or not?”