The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

in the starry sky.

Yuexi Sword Saint's face became more and more worried.

Whoosh!

She swept through the void and came to Ye Feng's side. Looking around, she found that the disciples of the Misty Sect were all very strong, the weakest were in the spirit sea realm, and the weaker ones were in the void-breaking realm and the divine essence realm.

Stronger, even stepped into the quasi-san.

Such a sect is terrifying.

If it was damaged in this battle, it would be bad.

"rest assured!"

Ye Feng spoke first, causing Yuexi Sword Saint's mouth to move, but after all, he was unable to make a sound.

"Disciples, there will be no casualties."

Leaf maple added.

No casualties?

Yuexi Sword Saint stood beside Ye Feng, thinking about this sentence, frowning slightly, his eyes were full of curiosity.

The mountain of all races.

The hunting clan chief was dumbfounded.

"Haha, hahaha!"

"Ye Feng, you have brought all the disciples of the Misty Sect here? Very good, it seems that you will soon become a loner, which makes you really happy!"

The ancient coffins of the Crazy Axe Clan and the Broken Heaven Clan Clan also shook.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two drops of blood flew out and landed on the ground.

soon.

Thousands of mad axe clansmen with giant axes and thousands of machete clansmen appeared.

They looked at Mo Ying and the others and licked their lips.

"Children!"

"kill!"

The chief of the hunting clan calls the shots.

"kill!"

There were more than 10,000 members of the Hunting Clan, the Crazy Axe Clan, and the Broken Heaven Clan, waving their weapons and rushing over.

"Junior brothers and sisters, kill!"

Shi Lei ordered loudly.

Then, he was the first to rush up.

"The Fist of God is immortal, fight!"

Qiao Jiaxi clenched her fists tightly and roared, her aura skyrocketed wildly, her whole body turned into a dazzling golden color, her long golden hair reached her ankles, and her muscles were bulging.

"True dragon form!"

Long Tianxing was not idle, and turned into a silver real dragon about ten meters long, marching hand in hand with Qiao Jiaxi.

"Wait for me!"

Wang Ping'an also rushed out.

He raised his hands high, his whole body was burning with fiery flames, and "drinking soup" beside Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing.

"I'll clear the field first!"

Huo Yunjie took the lead, rushed in front of Shi Lei, clenched the long sword with both hands, gathered all his aura in it, roared again, and tried to pull it out.

tear it up!

A half-moon-shaped sword glow cut out.

The world is illuminated.

"Get out of the way!"

The hunter clan roared.

However, Jianmang is too fast!

Even though many people jumped abruptly, they were still slashed by this sword light that was parallel to the ground and one meter above the ground. Thousands of people from all ethnic groups collapsed in an instant.

"Good job!"

Practitioners from all walks of life were greatly excited.

They all praised and admired Huo Yunjie's stunning sword.

In particular, Jian Xiu was even more excited.

"Sword drawing, this is sword drawing!"

"Who is this person?"

"His sword-drawing skills have already been perfected. If I can, I will worship him as my teacher."

Practitioners from all walks of life are talking about it.

Wanzu Continent.

Huo Yunjie used all his strength to use this move to draw his sword, and he almost became unsteady, and was supported by Lin Yuyan and Ding Baixue beside him.

"I'll add it to you!"

Yan Ruyu came over and pressed Huo Yunjie's back with both hands, pouring life force into it, turning it into energy.

Soon.

Huo Yunjie returned to the peak again.

Foremost.

Mo Ying has become the first echelon.

"Extremely fast sword!"

She alone fought against six Hunting Clan, eight Crazy Axe Clan, and seven Heaven Breaking Clan, and instantly stabbed out dense sword shadows, severing the hands and feet of these quasi-sacred powerhouses.

Then, Wan Dao Jianmang slashed.

These quasi-sage powerhouses were all beheaded.

"It's the ultimate fast sword!"

"Isn't that the inheritance of Jian Nanyi of our sect? Was it learned by the female disciple of the Misty Sect?"

In the Southern Heaven Sword Sect.

When many old people saw Mo Ying's sword glow, they all recalled the former genius of the Southern Heaven Sword Sect.

"good!"

Yuexi Sword Saint saw Mo Ying use the extremely fast sword inherited from Jian Nanyi, and was moved to tears in his eyes.

Nothingness.

Jiannan felt something in his heart and looked at the sky.

"So familiar atmosphere!"

"Is Mo Ying using the sword?"

Jiannan whispered.

in the bamboo forest.

The void beast lay on the stone, scratched its itchy fat belly with its hind legs, yawned, and waved its right front paw, opening a light curtain in the sky.

on the screen.

It is the Wanzu Continent.

"It sure is Mo Ying!"

"Hey, Yuexi Sword Saint is also there."

"And the head of Ye."

Jiannan looked up at what was happening in the light curtain, and saw that tens of thousands of disciples of the Misty Sect were fighting with more than 10,000 people from the Crazy Axe, Duantian, and Hunting clans.

in the battlefield.

Mo Ying was besieged by countless strong men with one enemy.

However, she was stunned to rely on the ultimate fast sword to block the opponent's attack, and took the opportunity to counterattack and injured the opponent.

"Drawing the ground is a prison!"

Shi Lei finally shot.

He took Ma Liang's brush and drew squares on the ground, trapping thousands of people from all ethnic groups.

"Besiege them!"

The Misty Sect disciples are very united.

They shot together, beheading the trapped people of all ethnic groups and accumulating combat experience.

"Roar!"

Brother Pingtou rushed into the siege of the ten thousand clansmen, and his tail kept swinging like a sharp sword, smashing the killed ten thousand clansmen.

Afterwards, it fought to the fullest.

Brother Pingtou felt that he had never been so happy as he was today.

"Brother Pingtou has attacked the sacred mountain of all races!"

"Damn, stop it!"

A large group of mountain guarding spirit beasts rushed over, grabbed Brother Pingtou's tail, forcibly turned its direction, and entered the army of the ten thousand clansmen.

The mountain of all races.

Many patriarchs were dumbfounded.

"What it is?"

"It seems to be quasi-sacred, it dares to kill us at the sacred mountain of all races, is it a fool?"

The hunting clan chief and others began to discuss.

on the ground.

Ye Feng was a little ashamed.

Pingtou is really brave.

Even the sacred mountain of ten thousand clans did not let go, and he directly slaughtered it. Fortunately, he was stopped by the spirit beasts such as Hu Dahong.

Otherwise, this guy's avatar will be cool.

"Everyone, there are too many disciples of the Misty Sect, and we have to add some clan talents."

shouted the Hunting Clan Chief.

"understood."

The ancient coffins of other patriarchs trembled slightly and threw out a drop of blood, forming dozens or hundreds of clansmen.

This scene made the faces of the practitioners in the world change slightly.

"The situation is not good!"

"There are so many people from all ethnic groups, and the disciples of the Misty Sect will definitely not be able to stand it. What does the head of Ye think?"

People were worried.

in the battlefield.

Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi and other main fighting forces are being besieged by thousands of strong men, and their bodies are constantly being painted and blood is flowing.

"I'll help you heal!"

Yan Ruyu, the nurse in the team battle, was killed, and Jia Yulan guarded him, creating a perfect chance for Yan Ruyu to be treated.

Whoa!

A large rain of light fell.

The disciples of the Misty Sect recovered from their injuries and returned to their peak again, crushing and killing the people of all ethnic groups.

"Idiot! Kill that woman first!"

The chief of the hunting clan roared.

"Yes!"

The people of all ethnic groups immediately besieged Yan Ruyu.

"When we don't exist?"

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"Protect like jade!"

Mo Ying looked at Wang Ping'an.

"okay!"

Wang Ping'an quickly retreated, stood beside Yan Ruyu, waved his big hand, and several fire dragons circled out, surrounding Yan Ruyu, not giving anyone a chance to hurt her.

major interfaces.

Everyone looked at Misty Sect's tactics and admired them.

"As expected of the disciple of the head of Ye."

"They are very united. During team battles, they also know how to cooperate. They strive to protect the first generation disciple Yan Ruyu who has the healing function, creating a great advantage."

"The disciples of the Misty Sect are going to push the people of all ethnic groups!"

People saw hope.