Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 1248

2022-01-13

Chapter 1248 Mizuzong dísciple

On the ground.

Ye Feng is watching the battle.

Yuexi sword saint stood aside, exclaiming constantly.

"Sect Master Ye, your sect dísciple has a tacit understanding in battle, the peak battle strength is not weak, the shortcomings are almost non-existent, and Yan Ruyu, the dísciple who can heal all, will be able to sweep Ten thousand clansman.”

In her opinion, the dísciple of the Misty Sect is perfect.

Although these people look young, they have a high cultivation base, a strong foundation, good tactics and strong Divine Ability.

Combined, they are invincible.

"No, they will die and come back."

Ye Feng shook the head.

"Huh?" Yuexi sword saint was stunned.

Dead in battle?

How is that possible?

The dísciple of the scorpion has obviously taken the upper hand.

Why does Ye Feng say that?

"You'll understand just by looking at it."

Ye Feng shook his head and pointed forward.

Yuexi sword saint no longer speaks.

She held the sword silently, watching the battlefield.

“Sword dao ruthless slashing!”

Huo Yunjie drew his sword and slashed, his body was full of icy madman Heartless Sword intent, shrouding this void, dozens of thousands of clansman Being wrapped in, immediately lost battle strength.

Tear it up!

Ding Baixue and Lin Yuyan took the opportunity to make up for the knife.

In the blink of an eye, another dozens, the clansman, fell.

Another Chapter.

Mo Ying fights against the crowd with his left hand, clenching the Spirit Sword with his right hand, constantly stabbing, all around are densely packed sword shadows, engulfing the nearby void.

Where you go.

All clansman were impaled.

"Dragon fights in the wild!"

Long Tianxing followed closely, using the powerful fleshy body to shatter the clansman of all races pierced by Mo Ying.

"The Sword of Qi and Blood!"

Qiao Jiaxi also killed him, followed by the golden retriever Little Squirrel. The two cooperated with each other to solve a large number of enemies.

Currently.

Among all the dísciples of Misty Sect, Mo Ying is the only one, Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing are the second, and the rest are Wang Ping'an, Shi Lei and other dísciples.

As for Chu Tianlan...

strictly speaking, he is not a dísciple.

As a former Tianlan immortal domain Destiny, he should have become the Elder of the Misty Sect, but later became the fifth generation dísciple, but because of the higher cultivation base, he did not participate in the war.

The sacred mountain of all ethnic groups.

Seeing the clansman being slaughtered by the dísciple of the scorpion, the tide is over, and the patriarch of the hunting clan is furious.

"How could this be?"

"We have gathered tens of thousands of clansman from multiple races, but we are still invincible!"

Crazy The Axe Patriarch and the Broken Sky Patriarch are very depressed.

"It's okay, I can kill them."

A cold voice sounded.

The Divine Consciousness of the hunting tribe patriarch landed on a mouthful of black ancient coffin and found Totem covered with vines on its surface. He recognized him immediately and was overjoyed.

"Patriarch of the Magic Vine, are you awake?"

The patriarchs asked in surprise.

"Well, I've just recovered and I can do my best, but Ye Feng is too strong, so my odds of winning are almost zero."

The patriarch of the Movine clan continued, " In the peak state, I can create 100,000 Demon Vine tribes, although most of the cultivation bases are not high, but there is no problem in sweeping the dísciple."

"Okay, then please."

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The hunters patriarch and the others are getting excited.

Bang!

The ancient coffin of the patriarch of the vine clan trembled suddenly.

Ten drops of blood flew out.

They fell to the continent of all races, and with the help of the strange attribute of this land, they quickly expanded and became ten vines, bearing countless huge fruits on the surface.

“What is that?”

All powerhouses have noticed this scene.

“Be careful!”

Mo Ying sensed the unusual aura, and quickly reminded everyone, and took Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi and the others back to hundred zhang, temporarily pulling distance.

The fighting between the two sides is temporarily suspended.

"The other party has a patriarch revived."

Yuexi sword saint Xiu Mei wrinkled slightly, "Sect Master Ye, do you know this for a long time, that's why you talk about the misty sect Dísciple is sure to fail?"

"Well, yes."

Ye Feng nodded.

"Since that's the case, why not let them retreat?"

Yuexi sword saint questioned.

"There is no need to retreat. Even if they die in battle, they are not really dead. It should be an extremely real experience. Only by sweating in the normal training can you avoid losing your life on the real battlefield in the future."

Ye Feng said meaningfully.

Yue Xi sword saint is even more confused.

Her Divine Consciousness glanced at Mo Ying and the others, finding the unreal, impossible Avatar and Avatar.

That is, they are ontology.

The body is killed in battle, but the spirit lives on, so they are not really dead?

Yuexi sword saint couldn't help but make up his mind like this.

On the ground.

All ten vines stopped growing.

The fruit on its surface shattered with a "click", turning into a humanoid creature and falling to the ground, and the fruit shell that originally wrapped itself became a lance.

These humanoids are dark green.

They were about a metre tall, covered with shredded vines, had six eyes on their faces, and a protruding mouth with sharp serrated teeth on the inside.

Click! Click!

One hundred thousand fruits were all broken.

More and more magic vines appeared, totaling 100,000.

"One hundred thousand troops!"

"This is purely quantitative. The dísciple impossible has won, so why not retreat?"

" Are they determined to die?"

Powerhouses from all walks of life clenched their fists.

They believe that the dísciples of the Misty Sect are all a group of youngsters with great potential. As the saying goes, if you stay in the green hills without worrying about no firewood, if you encounter an enemy that cannot be defeated, then retreat.

A fight to the death will only destroy hope.

“gā gā gā!”

The aggressive army of the vine tribe, surrounded by the remaining powerhouses such as the clansman of the hunting tribe, killed the dísciple.

Tap tap!

Shi Lei walked to the front with heavy steps, and stood beside Mo Ying, Qiao Jiaxi, Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing and other Core Disciples, with a determined look on his face.

On the ground.

Shi Lei took a deep breath, and the sound transmission said:

"Junior Brothers and Sisters."

"We are not coming."

"But, we have to come down as our own body, and treat this as the last battle in our lives!"

"The lion fights the rabbit, and we use all our strength."

"As a cultivator, the most fearful thing is slack, contempt, and laxity. In the face of a powerful enemy, no matter whether we are incarnated or incarnated, we must be serious."

"Don't hehe haha."

"This is not a game, it's a war!"

"Kill!"

Shi Lei yelled.

As Eldest Senior Brother, he is not the strongest, nor the most innate talent, but he is the most responsible.

After he finished speaking, he rushed up.

The incarnation of Ma Liangbi in his hand is constantly painting in the void, and countless swords, meteorites, and puppets appear, turning into a torrent, becoming the vanguard, and killing the army of all ethnic groups.

"Go all out!"

"Kill one is enough, kill two to earn!"

"I want to hit ten!"

The disciples fighting intent was high, without any reservations, bursting out with its most powerful force, killing the front.

A shocking battle broke out again.

In an instant.

There was a dozens dísciple that was besieged by countless clansman, stabbed to death with the lance in his hand, his body fell to the ground, and gradually turned into a pool of blood.

But, even in death.

The disciples also raised their swords high and slashed with all their might.

In the crowd.

Yan Ruyu cried with red eyes, and despite his huge consumption, he treated the same sect Junior Brother Junior Sister who had not yet fallen.

The major interfaces.

Everyone was deeply touched when they looked at the dísciple of Misty Mizong with a determined face.

"Damn all races!"

"I will work hard for cultivation, and one day, I will kill the continent of all races and step on the sacred mountain of all races."

The younger generation of the Great Influence, mostly gnashing teeth.

If it weren't for the distance, they would like to immediately enter the continent of all races and obliterate the clansman of all races.

(end of this chapter)