The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Wanzu Continent.

The battle was at 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 continued to draw bows and shoot arrows, sniping and killing all the tribes of the same realm from a distance, reducing the pressure on the disciples of the sect.

However, this battle is too long.

His avatar energy is about to bottom out.

If it goes on like this, he will eventually be killed.

"My strength is going to be exhausted, senior brothers and sisters, junior brothers and sisters, I will go first!"

Zhang Tianyuan roared.

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

"One arrow... shoots the sun!"

Zhang Tianyuan suddenly released the arrow.

call out!

This golden arrow shot out, instantly piercing through dozens of thousands of people, strung them together, and slammed into the hundreds of thousands of people behind them.

Immediately after.

boom!

The golden arrow exploded like a sun.

Within a radius of 100 feet, all the ten thousand clansmen were bombarded into ashes, contributing a huge role.

However, Zhang Tianyuan was also exhausted.

shhhhhh!

More than a dozen people of the Demon Vine tribe aimed at him who jumped into the air, and suddenly threw spears, tying Zhang Tianyuan, who was carrying the Heavenly Bow Sacrament, into a hedgehog, which exploded on the spot.

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

Shi Lei roared.

"Ah, ah, you are courting death!"

Xia Wenwen, the fourth-generation elder sister, watched Zhang Tianyuan, who was also a fourth-generation disciple, die. His eyes were red, and the power accumulated in his body erupted. Like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, he knocked out the nearby Movine clan with one punch. .

However, Xia Wenwen was still too weak after all.

in an instant.

She had been pierced by spears thrown by hundreds of Demon Vine clansmen, and her body exploded.

"Senior Sister Xia!"

The four generations of disciples were all angry.

Seeing this scene, the third-generation elder brother Han Yonghui became angry and pushed the three-generation disciples under his command horizontally.

The disciples of the first, second and fifth generations are also fighting fiercely.

However, they were all exhausted.

Huo Yunjie's heart felt like a drop of blood as he watched more and more of his classmates fall down.

"Not crazy, not live!"

Huo Yunjie stabbed himself in the chest with a sword, extracting all the power in his body, and then quickly drew the sword with his right hand, performing the sword-drawing technique based on the madman's ruthless sword for the first time.

Behind him, a phantom appeared.

It was a crazy old man.

Mad Juggernaut!

The creator of "Anonymous Swordsmanship".

tear!

With Huo Yunjie's sword slashing out, the dazzling sword beams were like countless suns rising at the same time, illuminating the surroundings in golden white, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

After a while.

The light fades away.

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

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

high in the air.

Huo Yunjie was illusory.

"Haha, it worked!"

"This is the madman's sword-drawing technique!"

Huo Yunjie looked up to the sky and laughed, his body gradually faded until he disappeared completely.

"Yunjie!"

Ding Baixue and Lin Yuyan cried.

"Double swords come together!"

The two women overlapped their swords in mid-air, mobilizing the remaining power in their bodies, instantly killing hundreds of Demon Vine clansmen, and then fell to the ground and their bodies dissipated.

"It's too tragic!"

"It's such a pity that such an amazing disciple of the Misty Sect has fallen like this."

"His name is Huo Yunjie?"

"If this person doesn't die, he will definitely become the ultimate swordsman in the three thousand worlds in the future!"

"Alas, pathetic."

Practitioners from all walks of life cried.

"Why doesn't the head of Ye let the disciples of the Misty Sect retreat? It's really cold-blooded!"

"Is there anyone who does this?"

Some people also condemned Ye Feng.

at the moment.

Only a few hundred disciples of the Misty Sect remained.

All of them are existences above the Void Shattering Realm, with strong combat power. Even if the power in their bodies is about to be exhausted, they still burst out with all their combat power and fought bravely.

"Burn you!"

Wang Ping'an stepped on the fire dragon and smashed into the thousands of Demon Vine clansmen.

shhhhhh!

However, countless members of the Moteng tribe threw spears, turning Wang Ping'an into a hedgehog.

"burst!"

Seeing that he was about to dissipate, Wang Ping'an gritted his teeth, rushed into the group of Demon Vine clansmen, and exploded instantly.

boom!

A large fireball engulfed the surroundings.

Thousands of Demon Vine were burned to ashes.

"Even a generation of disciples died?"

Practitioners from all walks of life knew that Wang Ping'an was a disciple of the first generation, and when they saw him blew up and died, everyone showed regret.

Some women are 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 cultivators of the elder sister generation.

His fall made countless people cry.

on the ground.

Mo Ying, Shi Lei and other disciples were still there.

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

"My strength is running out."

"mine too."

"If that's the case, then blow yourself up!"

"Even if you die, you will still be vigorous!"

"Explosion is art!"

The remaining hundreds of Misty Sect disciples were all killed, and their bodies began to swell, instantly turning into **** of light, which exploded in the middle of the battlefield.

In an instant.

Tens of thousands of people from all ethnic groups fell.

Since then.

There are only five disciples of the Misty Sect.

Mo Ying, Shi Lei, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Yan Ruyu, as for the others, they all blew themselves up.

In the camp of all races.

There are still more than 10,000 of them, all of them were wounded, their momentum weakened, and some had no weapons in their hands, and their combat effectiveness had seriously declined. Fighting alone, they could be killed by Mo Ying.

"My strength is almost exhausted."

Yan Ruyu stood up, "Senior brothers and sisters, next, I hope you can persevere to the end."

Say 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 their full state.

His own combat power has even improved.

"Don't let them die in vain!"

Shi Lei clenched Ma Liang's brush tightly, expended all his strength, and drew a huge warrior in mid-air, sitting on a chariot pulled by three-headed raptors.

"Shield, open!"

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

next moment.

Shi Lei's power was exhausted.

His figure gradually became illusory, but with a smile on his face, he patted Mo Ying, Long Tianxing, and Qiao Jiaxi on the shoulders.

"Stick to it!"

After all, he completely disappeared.

"Big Brother!"

Long Tianxing clenched his fists, tears in his eyes.

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

"I killed you!"

Long Tianxing roared in the sky, burning his own dragon blood, his body was actually expanding, the silver dragon scales on his body turned into light, and gradually took on gold.

After a while.

He was still standing in the same place, but he had turned into a pure golden dragon, and his eyes were shining with colorful light.

"Jiaxi~www.readwn.com~ Do you remember the last battle?"

Long Tianxing turned his head and said to Qiao Jiaxi.

"Remember!"

Qiao Jiaxi nodded heavily.

"Then let's get started!"

The golden dragon transformed by Long Tianxing grinned, his body transformed into light, and fused with Qiao Jiaxi.

next moment.

A golden giant stood there.

His aura was terrifying, his cultivation level was comparable to that of a quasi-sage, and his body was full of fighting intent.

"What secret method is this?"

"It's really weird that they can be merged like the patriarchs of all clans."

The powerhouses from all walks of life could not help but be surprised when they saw this scene.