The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"When there is pressure, there will be motivation and explosion."

Ye Feng appeared out of thin air on the top of Feilai Peak, smiled and glanced at his disciples, "Watch this battle well."

"Yes." The disciples nodded one after another.

Everyone looked at the center of Fuyun Yousen.

There, it was the discussion between the three disciples of Tianjiao and the Misty Sect.

In the first game, Huo Yunjie played against Gongsun Batian.

high altitude.

The cold wind was blowing.

Gongsun Batian had a dirty braid, and his complexion was bronzed. It was obvious that he had been working hard in physical repair.

He wielded a giant axe and said loudly: "I heard that your name is Huo Yunjie, and you defeated Zhu Lei in public?"

Hearing this, Zhu Lei's teeth trembled with anger.

You say you fight Huo Yunjie as soon as you fight, why tell me about my defeat?

What a loss!

Huo Yunjie said: "We are lucky to win."

"Zhu Lei's strength is average. It is my defeated man. If you can beat him, it means that you are qualified to fight with me."

Gongsun Batian said loudly.

Hearing that, Zhu Lei was so angry that he almost scolded his mother.

Huo Yunjie's expression didn't change much, and he said, "It's useless to say more, you can make a move!"

"it is good!"

Gongsun Batian flew over fiercely.

He held an axe in both hands, struggling to cut it down, actually using pure physical power to deal with Huo Yunjie.

Cang!

Huo Yunjie put away the low-grade cold light sword, drew out the middle-grade cold frost sword, with a light sword, opened the giant axe, and the long sword pierced Gongsun Batian's chest straight.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Lei was angry again.

In the last battle, Huo Yunjie used the low-grade cold light sword, but in this battle, he directly took out the middle-rank cold frost sword. Isn't it obvious to look down on him?

Thinking of this, Zhu Lei was very depressed.

"You are careless!"

At this time, Gongsun Batian quickly changed the giant axe to a horizontal split, flew the Frost Sword, and slammed it out with a punch, taking Huo Yunjie's chest straight.

"Do you think I don't know?"

Huo Yunjie drew out the low-grade cold light sword, lay in front of him, blocking the punch of Gongsun Batian, and with the help of strength, he stepped back several tens of meters, stretched out his hand, and caught the middle-rank cold frost sword.

"Hey, the combat experience is very rich!"

Gongsun Batian praised.

He is physically cultivated and has amazing power. The reason why the first axe can be opened by Huo Yunjie is purely to deliberately expose the flaws, attract Huo Yunjie to melee, and then crush the opponent.

But who knows, Huo Yunjie saw that this was a strategy.

"Since your combat experience is so rich, you don't need any fancy temptations, just go!"

Gongsun Batian wielded the giant axe, raised it high, and struggling to chop it down, bringing up a hundred-meter-long qi glow.

"The two swords go together!"

Huo Yunjie's lower grade cold light sword in his left hand and the lower grade cold frost sword in his right hand crossed out to block the impact of the giant axe.

Qiang Qiang!

The two sides continued to clash, the weapons collided, making harsh sounds, and the shock waves continued to sweep around.

"Tsk tusk, this is the battle of the Tianjiao level!"

Someone said with emotion.

Although they are also in the Ju Yuan realm, their cultivation base is not low, but if they really want to fight Huo Yunjie and Gongsun Batian, I am afraid they will be defeated in a few rounds.

"Drawing swordsmanship!"

When the battle between the two sides reached a fierce moment, Huo Yunjie suddenly stepped back tens of meters, and at the same time returned the sword to its sheath, and then drew his sword with all his might.

Huh!

The dazzling cross sword light slashed out, tearing the void, Gongsun Batian's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly swung his giant axe to resist.

"Magic Catalogue!"

Huo Yunjie returned the sword into its sheath again, quickly pinched the tactics with both hands, and a picture appeared immediately behind him, and countless water swords and vines rushed out one after another.

"Furious war days!"

Gongsun Batian burst out with the strongest aura, soaring into the sky, shaking away all the water swords and vines.

However, through the endless fragments, he saw Huo Yunjie who was drawing his sword.

"Drawing swordsmanship!"

Huo Yunjie suddenly pulled out the low-grade cold lightsaber.

The ruthless sword intent penetrated into the sword, and as soon as it was pulled out, the surrounding water vapor condensed into frost, like a ruthless storm, swept toward Gongsun Batian.

"What a powerful sword intent!"

Gongsun Batian relied on his physical body to resist, waving a huge axe, blocking the oncoming sword energy.

But the next moment, Huo Yunjie dissipated into a cloud of smoke, and when he reappeared, he was already standing not far behind Gongsun Batian.

"Spell "Backstab"?" Mo Ying who was watching the battle was taken aback, but he didn't expect Huo Yunjie to also learn this spell.

"Drawing swordsmanship!"

Huo Yunjie drew his sword again.

This time, what he pulled out was a more powerful mid-grade Frost Sword. As soon as the long sword was out, the surrounding ice and snow instantly, countless winds and frosts slapped Gongsun Batian's body, making him feel cold.

Tear it!

This time, the sword light was so powerful that even Gongsun Batian looked shocked.

He tried to escape, but the ice and snow slowed his speed, and the broken magical catalogue was reorganized again, and a large number of vines attacked.

Gongsun Batian couldn't dodge, and was set in place.

"Furious war days!"

In order to smash the attack, Gongsun Batian had to continue to explode with all his aura, and finally retreated the surrounding frost and vines, and then smashed down with the axe in both hands.

Cang!

However, Gongsun Batian still underestimated the power of sword-drawing, and the giant axe that was smashed flew out, and he was swept by a burst of energy, and fell to the ground from high in the sky.

A shocking sword mark appeared on his chest.

"You lost!"

Huo Yunjie followed, two swords resting on Gongsun Batian's neck, making the latter's face stiff.

"I lost!"

Tianjiao of the royal capital stamped his feet with anger.

Zhu Lei shrugged and said: "Gongsun Batian, seeing you bragging all the time, now you have lost too, huh!"

"In the first battle, the Misty Sect won!"

Although very reluctant, Huang Pingfeng announced the result.

"Great!"

"I know that the disciples of the Misty Sect are not easy."

"This time, our face in the Nanjiang River Basin has been kept a half."

Compared with the depression of Tianjiao, the young man in the capital city, the practitioners in the Nanjiang River Valley shouted out loudly.

Two wins in three games, and now he has won one.

Even if the next two games are lost, it is enough to show that the younger generation in the Nanjiang River Basin is a natural arrogant.

"The next battle, it's me."

Qiao Jiaxi shouted.

His aura broke ten times in an instant, and his body was bathed in golden light, soaring into the air, hovering in the center of the floating clouds.

"Physical training?"

"It's weird, how can physical training fly?"

People from all major forces were confused and whispered to each other, but they could not discuss the result.

"This is Qiao Jiaxi. I know him. He showed his powerful combat power in the Underground Proving Ground of Junwang City, and he is a real arrogant man."

Some people recognized Qiao Jiaxi and introduced it loudly.

"Training? What level?" Huang Pingfeng looked at Qiao Jiaxi, "This little brother, you can choose a practitioner of the same rank among the many arrogances of our king's capital."

He pointed behind him, where dozens of people stood.

"Below the Fourth Stage of Ju Yuan Realm, come here casually." Qiao Jiaxi's voice was calm, and the momentum on her body turned into a storm, making it difficult for idle practitioners to approach.

"Then I will meet you!"

A youth of Ju Yuan Realm Triple Layer walked out, holding dozens of small flying knives in his hand.

Qiao Jiaxi looked at this person and said: "Inner disciple of the misty sect, Qiao Jiaxi."

The young flying knife said: "The descendants of the royal capital Li family, Li He!"

"Fight!" Qiao Jiaxi didn't want to waste time.

Cang!

Li He threw dozens of flying knives ~www.readwn.com~ like a sword formation, circling him and flying, each bursting with a sharp, icy breath, and able to easily cut away the body of the lower class monster.

"Liu Ye Fei Dao, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Li He pointed to a sword, and pointed towards Qiao Jiaxi in the distance. More than half of the flying knives burst out of the air in an instant, arrived around Qiao Jiaxi in an instant, and stabbed at different parts of him.

"Good job!"

Qiao Jiaxi clenched a fist suddenly, and the momentum on her body instantly broke through the extreme, climbing twelve times.

Cang!

He used his fists and feet together to repel the first wave of the flying knife formation without any injuries.

"What a strong body!"

When everyone saw this, they were all amazed.

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