The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Chapter 1252 Chu Tianlan's Shot

Misty Sect disciples are not afraid.

Even if they fought to the last person, they dared to raise their fists to resist the hunting tribe of the holy realm.

tear it up!

The hunting clansmen in the holy realm took a step and crushed the last five-generation disciple of the Misty Sect who resisted into nothingness. Their eyes were full of arrogance, and they looked at Ye Feng and Yuexi Sword Saint provocatively.

"Sect Master Ye, why didn't you stop it?"

Yuexi Sword Saint is very puzzled.

The hunting clan leader's illegal dispatch of the Holy Land has seriously broken the balance.

"Let the disciples face the holy realm, lest they really encounter danger in the future, and they don't even have the courage to resist."

Ye Feng said calmly.

"So, the disciples are not dead?"

Yuexi Sword Saint understood one thing.

The disciples of the Misty Sect will never die!

"It's an incarnation, how did he die?" Ye Feng glanced at Sword Saint Yuexi and said through a voice transmission.

"Incarnation?"

Yuexi Sword Saint was stunned.

In this world, there is such a real incarnation, and even the most holy realm with her powerful consciousness cannot distinguish it from the fake.

"Yeah, it's an incarnation."

Ye Feng nodded.

He looked at the mountain of all races in the distance and added:

"I cherish the disciples of the sect more than I cherish myself. I would rather be on the front line myself than want them to be endangered."

"but……"

"The world is not safe."

"The disciples cannot be sheltered by me forever."

"I'm going to sharpen them."

"Only after experiencing the test of life and death can they be more resilient and become a strong man on their own, not a flower in a greenhouse."

Speaking of this, Ye Feng smiled.

"he came."

Hearing this, Yuexi Sword Saint was stunned.

he?

Who is here?

She hurriedly looked around, but couldn't see the third person besides her and Ye Feng.

The mountain of all races.

The head of the hunting clan laughed wildly: "Ye Feng, your Misty Sect disciples are sure to die. Now, I see what means you have to save them."

on the ground.

The hunting clan in the holy realm stood up straight, followed by a large number of ten thousand clansmen.

"Chu Tianlan, come on!"

Ye Feng ignored the hunting clan chief, but looked towards the void somewhere and said slowly.

"Ok."

A male voice sounded.

In the originally empty place, a handsome young man appeared out of thin air, with his hands on his back, and his body released the aura of a holy level of cultivation.

This person is Chu Tianlan.

After this period of ascetic cultivation, he has broken through to the peak of the holy realm, and he is very close to the sacred realm. If it was not for participating in the war, he should have hit the realm at Misty Peak.

"Saint Peak?"

"Is there such a strong disciple in the Misty Sect?"

All the powerful people from all walks of life were dumbfounded.

The hunting clan chief and others were also surprised.

"Ye Feng, you are blatantly cheating!"

The chief of the hunting clan cursed.

"This is the fifth-generation disciple of our Misty Sect, Chu Tianlan. He has a sect disciple's order on him. Come on, let's go out and show them, and gain insight."

Ye Feng looked at Chu Tianlan.

on the ground.

Chu Tianlan was speechless.

However, he still took out the sect disciple order.

The Gate of Conquest is amazing.

Even the Disciple Identity Token can be copied, and it looks exactly the same as the real one.

"Ridiculous!"

"How can anyone accept the Holy Land as a disciple of the fifth generation?"

"The five generations of disciples of your Misty Sect are all in the Spiritual Sea and Divine Origin realm, how could there suddenly be a holy peak?"

The patriarch of all ethnic groups cursed.

"kill!"

Ye Feng did not talk nonsense.

Chu Tianlan also didn't talk nonsense. He jumped up and arrived in front of the Saint Realm people of the Hunting Clan.

"not good!"

The hunting tribe immediately retreated.

However, it was still a step too late.

Chu Tianlan pointed to a sword and slashed fiercely, splitting the hunter clansman in the holy realm in two, blood splattered, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"too weak."

Chu Tianlan pouted.

As the former destiny of Tianlan Xianyu, he felt that his shot at the Holy Land really lowered his worth.

However, Ye Feng's order is here.

He dared not resist.

"All die!"

Chu Tianlan pointed to a sword and slashed suddenly, and the sharp sword beams slashed through these ten thousand clansmen, and in less than a breath, they were all torn to smithereens.

Since then, the battle is over.

Chu Tianlan stepped on the bones of countless people of all ethnic groups and looked at the sacred mountain of all ethnic groups in the distance.

"What a strange and powerful place."

Chu Tianlan was shocked.

He could see it.

The Divine Mountain of Ten Thousand Clans contains a terrifying aura, and the powerhouses in the town are obscure and trembling, and there are definitely nearly a hundred Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses.

This place is a huge threat!

"Master, where is this?"

Chu Tianlan returned to Ye Feng and asked.

"Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Clans, the burial place of the patriarchs of ten thousand clans, they should have perished, but now they have come alive. I'm afraid some mysterious powerhouse is planning behind them."

Ye Feng replied in a deep voice.

"Another conspiracy of the strong?"

Chu Tianlan frowned, "These strong people, if they don't practice hard, they know how to do these vain heads all day long. It's no wonder that they can't become ceiling-level existences."

Yuexi Sword Saint couldn't help stunned.

She felt that Chu Tianlan's tone was very unusual, not like a peak of the holy realm, but like an old monster who had lived for countless years and saw through everything.

"Some people are like that, they like to be tricky."

Ye Feng laughed.

He looked at the sacred mountain of ten thousand clans and shouted: "Your clansmen are all dead, aren't you going to add more?"

Ye Feng wished that the other party would continue to release the clansmen.

The patriarchs of the ten thousand clans can create clansmen with their own soul blood, as long as they are still alive, it is equivalent to the whole clan still in existence, and they are not afraid of cutting off their descendants.

However, doing so requires consuming the source.

As long as the patriarchs of all clans continue to create clansmen, their own recovery speed will slow down, the date of birth will be delayed, and at the same time, they can hone their sect disciples.

This can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

"Ye Feng, don't be complacent."

"There are not many other people in our tribes, that is, there are many people, you wait for us."

next moment.

Dozens of drops of soul blood appeared again, and they turned into tribesmen of dozens of races, each with hundreds of them.

As for entering the Holy Land, there is currently no.

"What about the clansmen of the Holy Land? Send them out, Chu Tianlan of our Misty Sect said that he will hit a hundred!"

Ye Feng laughed.

"Have I said that?"

Chu Tianlan rolled his eyes.

"I said yes, you have it." Ye Feng glared at Chu Tianlan and raised his eyebrows.

"Ok!"

Chu Tianlan pouted and looked at the Mountain of Ten Thousand Clans, "Are you all so afraid of death? Dare you all come out, I want to single out all of you!"

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

The head of the hunting clan and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they were all furious.

"Shuzi, you are crazy!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

The patriarch of the ten thousand clans lost face and was annoyed in his heart. Each of them gave out a trace of soul blood, and turned into a giant with nine heads and eighteen arms in midair, bursting with the aura of a holy level.

Whoosh!

He rushed out in an instant and rolled towards Chu Tianlan.

"Boy, you are crazy, didn't you just want to beat us all, take your life!"

The giant with nine heads and eighteen arms roars~www.readwn.com~ Slap!

Ye Feng slapped him to death.

"Ye Feng, what are you doing?"

"Blatantly breaking the rules, so bold!"

The patriarch of the Wan clan was very angry.

"Sorry, my hand cramps."

Ye Feng's right hand kept shaking, his face was full of innocent expressions, so angry that the patriarch of the Wan clan kept yelling.

all walks of life.

Many cultivators were stunned for a moment, and then, they all laughed, and they had seen shameless, but shameless to the point of Ye Feng, it was the first time they met.

However, the people were very happy.

(End of this chapter)