Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Chapter 1249

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 1249

2022-01-13

Chapter 1249 The Last Four

The continent of all races.

The battle has reached its most intense stage.

More than 100,000 people gathered on the black rock, shouting and killing everywhere, their eyes full of determination.

On the ground.

Zhang Tianyuan kept pulling the bow and shooting arrows, sniping the same realm from a long distance, reducing the pressure on the sect disciple.

But this battle has been too long.

His avatar energy is about to bottom out.

If it goes on like this, it will eventually be beheaded.

"My strength is going to be exhausted, senior brother and senior sister, Junior Brothers and Sisters, I'll go first!"

Zhang Tianyuan roared.

He jumped up and came to a height of dozens of meters above the ground. He gathered the strength in his body into his arms, and suddenly pulled the bow, causing an arrow that was as bright as the sun to appear in front of him.

"One arrow...shoots the sun!"

Zhang Tianyuan suddenly released the arrow.

Hey!

The golden arrow shot out, instantly piercing through hundreds of thousands of clansman, strung them together, and fiercely slammed into the millions of clansman behind.

Immediately after.

bang!

The golden arrow explodes like a sun.

Within a radius of the hundred zhang, all the clansman of all ethnic groups were bombarded into ashes, contributing a huge role.

However, Zhang Tianyuan was exhausted.

xiū xiū xiū !

A dozen or so clansman of the vine clan aimed at him, who jumped into the air, and suddenly threw lances, tying Zhang Tianyuan, who was carrying Saint Physique, into a hedgehog, which exploded on the spot.

“Junior Brother Zhang!”

Shi Lei roared.

“Ahhh, you are courting death!”

Xia Wenwen, the fourth-generation Eldest Senior Sister, looked at Zhang Tianyuan, who was also the fourth-generation dísciple, with red eyes. The power accumulated in the body erupted, just like a human tyrannosaurus, a simple ordinary punch knocked out the nearby clansman.

However, Xia Wenwen is still too weak after all.

In an instant.

She had been pierced by the lances thrown by hundreds of clansman, and her body had exploded.

“Senior Sister Xia!”

The four generations of dísciple were angry.

The third generation of Eldest Senior Brother Han Yonghui saw this scene, he was angry, and he pushed the third generation disciple under his command horizontally.

The first, second and fifth dísciples are also fighting fiercely.

However, they were all exhausted.

Seeing more and more same sects falling down around him, Huo Yunjie's heart was like dripping blood.

"If you don't go crazy, you won't survive!"

Huo Yunjie stabbed himself in the chest with a sword, extracting all the power in his body, and then quickly drew his sword with his right hand, and used it for the first time. Based on the sword drawing technique of the madman Heartless Sword.

Behind him, an illusory shadow appeared.

That's a crazy old man.

The madman sword saint!

Founder of "Anonymous sword manual".

Tear!

With Huo Yunjie's sword slashing out, the dazzling sword glow is like countless suns rising at the same time, illuminating all around in gold-white, and it is impossible to see what is going on.

In a few moments.

The light fades away.

Everyone looked towards the battlefield and couldn't help but gasp.

The sword of Huo Yunjie actually took away more than 10,000 clansman from all ethnic groups, and even the battle group was split into a huge gap.

High in the sky.

Huo Yunjie is illusory.

“Haha, it’s a success!”

“This is the madman’s sword technique!”

Huo Yunjie laughed and his body gradually faded until disappeared completely.

"Yunjie!"

Ding Baixue and Lin Yuyan cried.

"Double swords fit together!"

The two women folded their swords in mid-air, mobilizing the remaining power in their bodies, instantly killing hundreds of clansman of the vine clan, and then, He also fell to the ground, his body dissipated.

"It's too tragic!"

"It's a pity that such an amazing dísciple of the Mizuzong sect fell like this."

"His name is Huo Yunjie ?"

"If this person does not die, he will surely become the ultimate sword saint of the Three Thousand World in the future!"

"Ai, sad and deplorable."

cultivators from all walks of life cried.

“Why didn’t Sect Master Ye let the dísciple of Misty Sect retreat, it’s really cold-blooded!”

“Is there anyone who does this?”

Some people also condemned Ye Feng.

Right now.

There are only a few hundred dísciples of the Misty Sect left.

They are all existences above the Voidbreak realm, with strong battle strength. Even if the power in their bodies is about to be exhausted, they still burst out with all their battle strength and fight bravely.

"Burn you to death!"

Wang Ping'an stepped on the Fire Dragon and smashed into the thousands of clansman, Fire restrains Wood, and instantly burned a large number of clansman.

xiū xiū xiū !

However, countless clansman of the vine clan threw lances and tied Wang Ping'an into a hedgehog.

"Explosive!"

Seeing that he was about to dissipate, Wang Ping'an gritted his teeth, rushed into the group of clansman, and instantly self-destructed.

bang!

A big Fireball engulfs all around.

Thousands of clansman were burned to ashes.

"Even a generation of dísciple died?"

Cultivators from all walks of life knew that Wang Ping'an was a generation of dísciple, and when they saw his self-destructed death, everyone showed regret.

Some women were even crying.

They think Wang Ping'an is very cute, he can play with fire, and he is handsome. Although he is not tall, he is deeply loved by countless elder sister cultivators.

His fall made countless people cry.

On the ground.

Mo Ying, Shi Lei and other dísciples are still there.

Nowadays, Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing are in the best condition. They are body cultivators, they don't need to consume too much energy, and the battle is more durable.

"My strength is running out."

"Mine is too."

"So, self-destruct it!"

"Even if it is death, it will still be vigorous!"

"The explosion is art!"

The remaining hundreds of dísciples of the Misty Sect were all killed. The body began to swell, instantly turning into a ball of light after another, exploding in the middle of the battlefield.

In an instant.

Tens of thousands of clansman fell.

Since then.

There are only five dísciples in the Misty Sect.

Mo Ying , Shi Lei , Qiao Jiaxi , Long Tianxing , Yan Ruyu , as for the others, all self-destructed.

In the Ten Thousand Races camp.

They still have more than 10,000 people, all of them are injured, their imposing manner is weakened, some have no weapons in their hands, their battle strength has seriously declined, and they can be killed by Mo Ying alone.

"My strength is also about to run out."

Yan Ruyu stood up, "senior brother and senior sister, next, I hope you can persevere to the end."

That's it.

Yan Ruyu's body turned into a rain of light, sprinkled on Mo Ying, Shi Lei, Qiao Jiaxi, and Long Tianxing, making them instantly return to full state.

My own battle strength has even improved.

"You can't let them die in vain!"

Shi Lei clenched Ma Liang's pen, expended all his strength, and drew a huge War General in mid-air, sitting in a quilt. On the chariot pulled by the three-headed Raptors.

"Shield, open!"

Shi Lei looked towards Mo Ying, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi and drew a shield on them.

next moment.

Shi Lei's power is drained.

His figure is gradually illusory, but with a smile on his face, patted Mo Ying, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi's shoulders.

"Hold on!"

With that, he completely dissipated.

“Eldest Senior Brother!”

Long Tianxing clenched his fists, tears in his eyes.

After fighting for so long, he had forgotten that he came in an avatar, and felt that everything in front of him was very real. He really thought that Shi Lei had fallen, and couldn't help but be furious.

"I will kill you!"

Long Tianxing roar towards the sky, burning his dragon blood, his body is actually expanding, the silver dragon scales on his body turn into light, gradually bringing on golden.

In a few moments.

He still stood there, but he had turned into a pure golden giant dragon, with multicolored rays of light flashing in his eyes.

"Jiaxi, do you remember the last battle?"

Long Tianxing turned to Qiao Jiaxi.

"Remember!"

Qiao Jiaxi was heavily nodded.

"Then let's get started!"

The Golden Giant Dragon transformed by Long Tianxing grinned, his body transformed into light, and fused with Qiao Jiaxi.

next moment.

A golden giant stood there.

His breath is terrifying, the cultivation base turns Quasi-Saint three times shoulder to shoulder, and his body is full of fighting intent.

"What secret technique is this?"