Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 1250

2022-01-13

Chapter 1250 People's Misunderstanding

"Senior Sister, we will open a way for you!"

Fusion Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing of the golden giant said in unison, sitting on the chariot left by Shi Lei, and cooperating with the War General on the chariot, ready to go out.

"roar!"

In the battle group not far away, a familiar voice suddenly came out, which attracted everyone's attention.

A pile of corpses of an army of ten thousand tribes.

bang!

It burst open suddenly, a silhouette covered with barbs stood up, those wise little eyes were full of bright cold glow, the body surface flickered With a cold light.

"honeybadger!"

"Isn't it dead?"

Mo Ying and the Golden Giant Surprisedly said.

The continent of all races.

Yuexi sword saint was also surprised when he saw this scene, looked towards Ye Feng on the side, and said, "I just saw clearly that the honeybadger of your sect was beaten to death by a group, why didn't he die?"

"It's not easy to die."

Ye Feng said.

When the war broke out before, many Spirit Beasts were besieged and killed, and honeybadger was beaten all over and fell to the ground, looking like he was dead.

However, its life force is too tenacious!

I woke up after being in a coma for one hour.

Its incarnation can also absorb the power of the clansman of all races and return to the Peak state.

“roar!”

honeybadger stepped on the pile of corpses of tens of thousands of clansman, standing at a high place, overlooking the still living clansman below, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth .

dong dong dong!

It took a heavy step and killed it again.

"Kill!"

The golden giant also began to fight.

The chariot left by Shi Lei and the War General rushed ahead and killed a lot of powerhouses.

Mo Ying follow closely from behind.

She can kill several clansman with a single stab, suppressing the opponent's living space.

Now all three are in Peak state.

These clansmans of all races are the strongest and only Quasi-Saint. They are not the opponents of Mo Ying, whose battle strength is as high as the eight-star king, in a battle of the same rank.

“What should we do?”

“Our clansman are almost killed.”

“What are you afraid of, continue to consume soul blood, and create belongs to us O clansman of ten thousand clans!"

The ten thousand clans patriarch discussed.

"Let me come."

The ancient coffin where the Patriarch of the Demonic vines was shaking gently, and another drop of soul blood flew out and landed on the ground, forming ten cultivation bases A magic vine clansman who has reached the Quasi-Saint level of 4th turn.

They are up to two meters tall.

The body is covered with barbs.

Hold a lance in each hand.

"This will be a tough fight!"

The golden giant roared, fighting three and four turns of Quasi-Saint alone. .

In another Chapter.

Mo Ying single-handedly played six four-turn Quasi-Saint.

Honeybadger was beaten by the last four-turn Quasi-Saint, but relying on its own skin is rough, flesh is thick attribute, it withstood the pressure and did not fall.

The chariots and the War General are sweeping the battlefield.

Thousands of races that are not yet dead were crushed and killed by it.

"Ultimately fast sword!"

Mo Ying battle strength is fully open, one man one sword, it has the effect of killing one person and a billion swords, countless sharp sword qi slashes Exit and push back the six four-turn Quasi-Saint in front of you.

But that's not enough!

She attacked strongly, and under the chaotic sword, she finally split the opponent into pieces, and successfully defeated the main strong enemy.

"Divine Dragon Fist!"

The golden giant roared, his arms were coiled by golden's True Dragon, and two of them were pierced by Quasi-Saint's lance. , blows the head of the third opponent.

"Backstab!"

But Mo Ying's voice sounded.

The two Demon Vine tribes who used lance to penetrate the golden giant turned Quasi-Saint, suddenly felt a tingling feeling in their scalps, turned around quickly, and found that they had been penetrated by Mo Ying's sword.

Tear it up!

Mo Ying slashed hard, beheading the two four-turn Quasi-Saints, standing silently on the sidelines.

Not far away.

The honeybadger is still fighting his opponent.

The two are on a par, neither can kill the other.

"That female disciple is named Mo Ying."

"This person is really strong!"

"Six four turns Quasi-Saint, unexpectedly It was killed so quickly, and its battle strength is really terrifying matchless."

Powerhouses from all walks of life are eyeing Mo Ying.

In their opinion, if this female disciple does not die, she will become a female sword saint of peerless grace and elegance in the future.

“Kill!”

The golden giant pounced on the last four-turn Quasi-Saint, trying to kill him, but was pushed away by the honeybadger.

Next.

honeybadger fights again.

"This!"

The golden giant corner of mouth twitching.

Powerhouses from all walks of life are also confused.

Honeybadger doesn't even want to help?

The sacred mountain of all ethnic groups.

Many patriarchs were furious.

"Patriarch of the Devil's Clan, why is your Clansman of the Devil's Clan so weak, also Quasi-Saint, was killed by a weak woman."

"Cheng He body?"

The hunting tribe patriarch and the others coldly snorted.

"You don't agree?" Patriarch coldly snorted, "Otherwise, you various sects, go with a Quasi-Saint clansman!"

"Send it! "

The hunting clan patriarch and the others immediately gathered their origins, and each gathered a clansman of the same clan, all of which were Quasi-Saint rank four.

Dozens of patriarchs, corresponding to dozens of four-turn Quasi-Saint.

They rushed out of the Mountain of Ten Thousand Races, and instantly exploded the chariot and War General left by Shi Lei, and aggressively killed Mo Ying, the golden giant, and the honeybadger.

On the ground.

The war broke out again.

Mo Ying was besieged by more than twenty four-turn Quasi-Saints at the same time. Even though his sword was very fast, he couldn't resist the fierce attack of the opponent at all, and scars began to appear on his body.

Another Chapter.

Honeybadger was besieged by six four-turn Quasi-Saints, all covered with bruises and one arm torn off.

However, it doesn't admit defeat at all.

"Wow roar!"

honeybadger bites a four-turn Quasi-Saint's neck with his mouth, and doesn't let go, his eyes wide open, staring at his opponent, making the back The person has one's hair stand on end all over.

They have never seen such a tough opponent!

"Cut it off!"

Six four-turn Quasi-Saint broke out Peak battle strength, and finally cut honeybadger to pieces and completely destroyed it.

The Chapter further afield.

The golden giant fought a dozen or so Quasi-Saints alone, even though the fleshy body was strong, it shed blood.

"Even if you die, you will have to drag a few into the water!"

The golden giant roared, punching the head of a four-turn Quasi-Saint, and his body began to swell with a bang. Blast.

dong!

A terrifying wave swept through.

A dozen or so Quasi-Saint rounds around, were bombed to death, injured and injured, and their battle strength was not at Peak.

Central Chapter.

Mo Ying is under siege.

Her eyes were indifferent.

“Sword dao immortality!”

Mo Ying suddenly turned into a ray of light and merged into the sword in his hand, causing the thing to quickly transform into a snow-white lotus flower with dozens of pieces in total petal.

next moment.

This lotus blossoms.

Each petal is a terrifying sword qi, killing the dozens Quasi-Saint, even if they die, Mo Ying also takes away the dozens who are fighting with her.

From now on, the battle is over.

Corpses everywhere across the field.

However, none of the dísciple and Spirit Beast of the Misty Sect, after their fall, completely dissipated.

The wind was howling.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat tragic.

"All dead?"

Powerhouses from all walks of life sighed.

Some people have long been in tears.

They don't even know that the tens of thousands of dísciples who fought bravely just now are just incarnations!

"Not bad."

Ye Feng saw this scene, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Tens of thousands of dísciples, at the cost of the annihilation of the entire army, succeeded in beheading batch after batch of ten thousand clansman, thus consuming a large amount of the origin of ten thousand patriarch.

Even the high-level clansman of all races at the Quasi-Saint level of the fourth rank were beheaded by the dozens.

"Not bad?"

Yuexi sword saint wanted to cry.

Thousands of dísciples of the Misty Sect died just like that. Ye Feng was not at all sad, but very happy.

This...is this still human?

Not only her, but also powerhouses from all walks of life looked towards Ye Feng, and felt that he was too indifferent and didn't understand.

……

The Misty Sect, the gate of war.

“His!”

Shi Lei's Primordial Spirit returned to the original body, feeling countless pains and unstoppable tremors.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The other dísciples also screamed like killing pigs.

In half a quarter of an hour.

All the talents came back to his senses, hurriedly crossed their knees, felt the battle just now, felt that their experience was richer, and their understanding of some Divine Ability spells was also more thorough.

"Haha!"

"What a crazy sword technique!"

"Wonderful!"

Huo Yunjie back Carrying a long sword, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at the people around him, "Junior Brothers and Sisters, have you recovered? If you feel that you are in good shape, continue to fight!"

"Good!"

crowd nodded.

They absorbed the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of the Misty Sect, quickly replenished themselves, and returned to the Peak state again.

Then, his energy was drained by the gate of battle.

Their consciousness gradually fell asleep.

……

The continent of all races.

"Ye Feng, you are the only one left in your entire clan, do you feel good about being the only seedling?"

The hunting clan patriarch sneered.

"Who said that the head of the Misty Sect is the only one left?"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded, instantly attracting the attention of the audience.

(end of this chapter)