Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 759

2021-08-07

Chapter 759 loose cultivator, the amazing strength of True Disciple

“many thanks Sect Master Ye, since I am the If the referee is judged, it will definitely be fair and just, please rest assured, please rest assured everyone in the world!"

The drunken mad stomped into the air.

He stood between Han Yonghui and Zhou Fengyuan, stretched out his hand towards them, and said with a smile:

"The two Heaven's Chosen, today is the 4-Star level of the Misty Sect. It is not suitable to see blood on the big day of the day, so until the point is reached, the two sides are limited to 800 rounds."

"If there is no winner or loser in the 800 rounds, it is considered a draw."

"How is it?"

The alcoholic looked left and right, as if waiting for the decision of the two.

"I'm fine." Han Yonghui nodded.

"Naturally there is no problem." Zhou Fengyuan also nodded, looking towards Han Yonghui, his eyes full of sarcasm.

He was indeed instructed by others, so he challenged the dísciple of the Misty Sect and was ready to crush them.

In this way, the face of the misty sect can be swept away.

"Okay, I'll count to three, and I'll start right away."

The alcoholic backed up as he spoke, "Three, two, one and a half, one, start!"

When it comes to "one and a half", the audience sprayed rice, they didn't expect a drunkard to be so skinny.

With the word "beginning" blurted out, Han Yonghui and Zhou Fengyuan officially went to war.

“sword shadow Zhaozhao!”

The low grade Spirit Treasure Level Flying Sword behind Han Yonghui unsheathed automatically, holding the sword art in his left hand and the Flying Sword in his right hand, blinking his eyes Hundreds of sword glows were cut out.

"such insignificant ability!"

Zhou Fengyuan clasped his hands together, and the soft armor on his body erupted a heavy shield of light, blocking countless sword glows.

Then, he started to fight back!

"Hong Yuan lightning!"

Zhou Fengyuan suddenly opened his hands, and a lot of lightning appeared in his palms. The two hands alternately slashed at a high speed, making the Thunder Palm like a thunderous blade. To Han Yonghui.

Clang clang!

Han Yonghui swings his sword and slashes with his right hand, blocking a lot of lightning, and with his left hand, he forms a sword and shield to cover himself, resisting the lightning that slips through the net, and is invincible. place.

Both you come and go.

It didn't take long for more than a hundred rounds to be fought.

"The dísciple of the Misty Mizong is also merely this, it's just this level, hahaha!" Zhou Fengyuan became more and more arrogant.

Han Yonghui remained silent.

The temptation is over, it's time to end this discussion with the thunderous method... Han Yonghui secretly said.

next moment.

An invisible force enveloped Zhou Fengyuan, making him feel depressed all over, and only after bursting out all the imposing manners did the invisible force dissipate from his body.

This is divine power!

After joining the Misty Sect, Han Yonghui retreated for a period of time, cultivating technique "Nine Turns Heavenly God Technique", reached the Divine Grade chapter, and his spiritual power skyrocketed.

"What is this Divine Ability?"

Zhou Fengyuan turned pale in fright.

Breakthrough After being suppressed by his spiritual power, he turned his head and suddenly found Han Yonghui in front of him, with his swords in both hands struggling to fall.

clang!

Zhou Fengyuan didn't have time to dodge, his soft armor cracked by a sword, and his whole body was hit by a heavy force, hitting the ground heavily.

Han Yonghui pulled back at the last moment.

Otherwise, Zhou Fengyuan would not just fall to the ground, but would even be split open by Flying Sword with his armor on.

"As expected, I bought it from the sect mall with tens of thousands of points. It's really sharp!" Han Yonghui looked at the low grade Spirit Treasure Level Flying Sword in his hand and couldn't put it down.

sou!

Han Yonghui accelerated his whereabouts, stepped on Zhou Fengyuan's chest, and the tip of the Flying Sword pressed against Zhou Fengyuan's neck.

Meanwhile.

The divine power surged out, firmly suppressing Zhou Fengyuan, making it difficult for him to move.

"Admit defeat!"

Han Yonghui said with a smile.

Zhou Fengyuan was very unwilling and shouted: "You cheated! Seniors, I was suppressed by an invisible force, this is definitely not the method of the dísciple of the Misty Sect!"

" No cheating!"

But he heard the drunkard say, he took a sip of Draconian Race medicinal wine and explained: "This is divine power, which is similar to Divine Consciousness. dísciple Han Yonghui wins!"

Han Yonghui's victory immediately sparked discussion among the crowd.

"The dísciple of the Misty Sect is very strong!"

"This is only the third generation disciple. If it is the second or first generation, wouldn't it be stronger?"

Everyone didn't know that Han Yonghui was the strongest dísciple of the third generation, and his strength could even crush most of the second-generation dísciples.

Even, no less than a generation of dísciple at the rear of the crane.

"Very strong spiritual power, it should be cultivated, an exquisite and proven auxiliary cultivation technique." Yu Luo Quasi-Saint whispered.

Everyone heard his voice and silently nodded.

Seeing that no one had any objection to the outcome of this competition, Zhou Fengyuan complexion ashen.

He ran back to his seat sullenly, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Tianmiao Holy City City Lord glanced at Zhou Fengyuan, a strange color flashed in the depths of his pupils, didn't expect Misty Sect's dísciple to be so strong that even Zhou Fengyuan lost.

However.

He was entrusted by Yin Rurong and arranged for some Heaven's Chosen to challenge and defeat the dísciple of Misty Zong in public. Naturally, Zhou Fengyuan was not the only trump card.

"Hello everyone, I'm Li Mucheng. The discussion just now was really eye-opening. This Li is not talented and wants to challenge any dísciple of the Misty Sect."

Someone else stood up.

This is a handsome white robe pampered young master.

A breath of fresh air has reached the 3rd-layer Peak of Divine Essence.

When he laughs, he gives people a sense of evil charm, but it is not attractive.

Many women saw this, and their eyes lit up.

"I don't know which Heaven's Chosen from the Misty Sect is willing to fight me?" Li Mucheng stepped up heavenly ascension and asked the seat where the dísciple of the Misty Sect was.

"Let me come!" Wang Ping'an laughed, carrying a black pot to the sky.

"A young man with a black guise, who is this?"

The strange costume on Wang Ping'an immediately attracted the attention of the Great Influences.

"This is Wang Ping'an, a dísciple of the Misty Sect, who is said to be a Pill Refinement Master who is very difficult to deal with."

"Ah, Pill Refinement Master?"

Everyone was stunned.

How does the Pill Refinement Master learn?

This kind of cultivator usually sits in the rear, protected by countless powerhouses, and it is enough to pill concocting every day.

Really want to learn from each other, it should also be a competition of Pill Refinement Technique!

What's the point of going straight to the field to fight?

is it possible that, is there no one in the Misty Sect?

Or, Mizong thinks that just sending a Pill Refinement Master can defeat the top Heaven's Chosen of other forces?

Everyone at Great Influence is puzzled.

"Divine Essence 2nd layer...Fellow Daoist, you are not my opponent!" Li Mucheng waved his hands again and again.

The Pill Refinement Master, who is one small realm lower than him, dares to learn from himself. Is this a deliberate attempt to lose?

Li Mucheng thought so.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist is right, you are so handsome, cultivation base profound, and powerful, I am definitely not your opponent."

"Perhaps, I One move and you will lose."

"However, I still want to learn from you and try out the formidable power that I have recently developed."

Wang Pinganyi Smile hehe.

"Take me to try Dan?" Li Mucheng was so angry that he kept grinding his teeth, remembering that he was here to dampen the spirit of the Misty Sect, he sneered and decided to fight Wang Ping'an.

High in the sky.

"Three, two, one, start!"

This time, the drunkard had no skin, so he simply shouted three two one neatly, and quickly kicked off the prelude to this discussion. .

"Boy, it's you who took the initiative to seek abuse, no wonder I." Li Mucheng sneered.

He clasped his hands together, ready to cast Divine Ability.

"explode for me!"

At this moment, Wang Ping'an held a Universe Bag in his left hand, reached in with his right hand, and grabbed dozens of black medicine pills. A head smashed at Li Mucheng.

He felt it wasn't enough and slammed it several times.

In an instant.

Hundreds of explosive pills surrounded Li Mucheng, and they exploded one after another, producing a terrifying shock wave, accompanied by the rolling black clouds, obscuring everyone's sight.

"You are poisonous!"

From the dark cloud, Li Mucheng's furious roar was heard, followed by his groaning sound.

Bang!

Under the shock of everyone's eyes, Li Mucheng fell to the ground from the black cloud, his clothes were tattered, and black qi was sprayed from his nose.

When Li Mucheng coughed, black smoke spewed out of his mouth.

His body was pitch black, like being thrown into an ink tank, exuding an unpleasant burnt smell.

It looks so miserable!

"Haha, the formidable power is good!"

Wang Ping'an fell to the ground with a smile on his face.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Although there are Pill Refinement Masters who know that they can make a medicine pill specially designed for explosions, the formidable power is good, and it is a life-saving method of Pill Refinement Masters.

But.

Such a situation like Wang Ping'an where hundreds of exploding medicine pills are shot at once is simply extravagant to the point of madness!

The corners of the mouths of countless people twitched wildly.

(end of this chapter)