The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

There are also a few two-star forces in the entire Nanjiang River Basin.

County King City, Shenfeng Sword Sect, Wandao League, Sword King Sect.

Except for these four, the other two-star forces are very low-key, and have not appeared in everyone's sight for a long time, as if they were waiting for something.

At this stage, the two-star forces active in the Nanjiang Basin are the four mentioned above, collectively referred to as:

One city, one alliance, two swordsmen.

The strength of the Kamikaze Sword Sect is similar to that of the Sword King Sect.

However, one is in the south and the other is in the north, far apart.

Everyone didn't know why Luo Hedong came here from the Sword King Sect and was still trapped by the tree monster, but this was his private matter, and it was not convenient for everyone to ask.

"It turns out to be an inner disciple of the Sword King Sect of the two-star power, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Shi Lei arched his hands.

"We are from the ethereal sect outside Baifu City." Huo Yunjie made an introduction. "This is senior brother Shi Lei, and I am the second disciple Huo Yunjie. These two are my junior and senior disciples, Long Tianxing, and Wang Pingan."

Upon hearing this, Luo Hedong and other practitioners were stunned.

"I know Baifu City, but the Misty faction has never heard of it?"

"It should be a new power that has emerged recently? Looking at the talent and strength of these fellow Taoists, I guess the Misty Faction must be a one-star power that has just been certified."

"That said, we have been trapped for several months, and we don't know that things outside are normal."

"No matter what, this fellow Huo Daoist's sword skill is really terrifying, even the tree demon who is infinitely close to the demon general can cut it off."

The practitioners present had a lot of discussions, with lingering fears.

They went to the mountains to practice, but they were caught by the tree demon. The number of people had dropped sharply from the previous hundreds to dozens. Ninety percent of them were sacrificed.

After the previous battle, more than half of the people were missing, and now only fifteen practitioners have survived.

It dropped sharply from a few hundred to a dozen, and the loss was very large.

Thinking of this, everyone sighed with emotion.

This is true of spiritual practice.

If you are not careful, you will be overwhelmed.

"Friends, there will be a period later!"

"There will be a period later."

"Next, go and bury the corpses of my senior brothers. After returning, you have to take care of their wives and children, alas!"

"You take care!"

In a blink of an eye, the dozen or so surviving practitioners all left.

As for the materials on the Dryads, they have been reluctant to take them away. After experiencing life and death, many things have been taken lightly. Now what they want to do most is to go back to the sect to take a bath and take a good rest for a while.

Luo Hedong did not leave.

He put away the spirit sword and handed over to Huo Yunjie: "Friend Huo Dao, your move just now looked like drawing a sword, but why is it so powerful?"

"This is a sword move realized by my head. It is said that the power is comparable to a fifth-rank spell. As for why it is so strong, I don't know." Huo Yunjie explained.

After he had practiced sword drawing skills, he realized that Ye Feng had already mastered this sword technique. He mistakenly thought that Ye Feng was the first to comprehend it, so he said so.

"It turned out to be the head of the noble school. It seems that the head of the noble school must be a powerful practitioner."

Luo Hedong looked respectful.

He had already begun to imagine Ye Feng as an immortal dao bone, holding the sword art in his left hand, and an imperial sword in his right hand.

"The head of my family is indeed an outsider...well!" Poisonous Milk Wang Ping'an beamed his eyes and praised him hard.

But before he finished speaking, he was covered with his mouth.

"Okay, okay, we all know that the leader is only good, powerful, and powerful. Junior brother, don't talk about it!" Long Tianxing reminded hastily.

"I almost forgot, I am a poisoned milk, and I can't praise myself." Wang Ping'an suddenly woke up and shut up quickly.

Behind the scenes.

When Ye Feng heard Wang Ping'an praise him, his scalp was numb, and he almost wanted to rush over to beat him. Fortunately, Long Tianxing was very sensible and covered Wang Ping's mouth.

"Fortunately fortunately!"

Ye Feng took a deep breath and scratched his head, then realizing that he had lost a few hairs, he took a breath.

"Hi! Wang Ping'an, I'm going to seal your mouth!"

Ye Feng instantly understood that he had been poisoned by milk, so he lost a few strands, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch, pacing back and forth nervously.

"no!"

"I have to think of a way to control Wang Ping'an's mouth."

Since seeing the power of poisoned milk, Ye Feng began to panic.

Wang Pingan is a double-edged sword!

He is an alchemy genius, and also very important to the Misty faction.

However, Wang Ping'an is also a poisonous milk, and can't talk nonsense, otherwise it wouldn't be very good to set fire to the body.

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Dryad Valley.

Luo Hedong put away his long sword, and said to Huo Yunjie and the others: "There are still things to be handled next, so go ahead."

He came all the way from the north of the Nanjiang Valley just to meet an old friend. Now that he has been trapped for so long, he might be mistaken for him and he has to leave here as soon as possible.

"There will be a period later." Huo Yunjie arched his hands.

"In the future, I have time, I will definitely go to the Mianfeng Peak to visit you fellow Taoists." Luo Hedong nodded, squeezing the sword tactics, the long sword on his back was automatically unsheathed, and the sound of the sword sounded clear, carrying him at an extremely fast speed. Go away.

Looking back at the tree monster corpses on the ground, Long Tianxing looked excited.

"Big brother, second brother, these things are of great value, not as good as we will now transport them back to the ethereal school."

Long Tianxing said.

"But once we went like this, our speed at picking the elixir was slow, and we might not be able to complete the task on time." Huo Yunjie whispered.

"Ahem!"

A loud cough sounded.

The four disciples turned around at the same time, and saw "Ye Feng" standing high in the air with his hands on his back, with indifferent eyes, looking at them with majesty.

"This place is handed over to this head, you should perform the task first." This "Ye Feng" said indifferently.

"Yes." The four disciples didn't know why Ye Feng appeared here, but the familiar aura made people unable to doubt. They immediately clasped their fists and flew towards other places.

Looking at the backs of them drifting away, "Ye Feng" took a sigh of relief, and his body gradually transformed into the appearance of a thousand-faced demon king.

"Do you dare to pretend to be the boss!"

The voice of Ye Feng's dissatisfaction suddenly sounded in the mind of the thousand-faced demon. The former trembled, and he quickly explained: "Master, I'm also trying to help you share your worries, hehe!"

"Hmph, hurry up and move all the useful things in the valley to your cave. After a while, the headmaster will look for you again."

"okay!"

Thousand-faced Demon Lord turned into a huge palm, grabbed all the corpses of the tree demon, and flew towards the southern mountain range.

On the misty peak.

Ye Feng looked at Wentian Jing, recalling the scene when Qianmen Demon pretending to be himself, and found that the other party was pretending to be very similar.

If it is not for careful discrimination, no loopholes can be found.

"It seems that we have to find some time to transfer some of the extra spiritual blood to the Thousand Faces Demon Lord, and also to upgrade his aptitude. This kind of talent that can be changed will be of great use in the future!"

Ye Feng's thoughts were flying, UU reading www.uukānshu.com thought of many good ideas.

…

In the Taiyue Mountains.

After experiencing this setback, the four disciples have all grown a little and continue to look for elixir in the mountains.

On the other side, Luo Hedong, a disciple of the Sword King Sect, stood on the flying sword and flew to the south at the fastest speed, his eyes full of expectation.

"I haven't seen him two years later, and I don't know what is going on with Brother Ji now. With his aptitude, I am afraid that he is about to enter the Juyuan Realm, right?"

"It's a pity that I have been trapped for several months, otherwise, I should be able to break through to the Ju Yuan Realm at this time."

"Also, the Huo Yunjie I met today is also a genius of swordsmanship. I really don't know what kind of power the ethereal sect behind this person is."

With many doubts, Luo Hedong continued to fly.

This flight is one day!