The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Ye Feng stood up.

"Head, drink tea." The concubine fox next to her offered the spirit tea she had just brewed.

"Well, concubine's craftsmanship is getting better and better!"

Ye Feng complimented and looked at the fourteen arenas in the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He decided.

When the battle between the two nations is over, let the disciples go out more to do good deeds in the form of taking over tasks and increase their reputation.

"The prestige value can speed up the progress of the task, and it can also make the form of the holy **** stronger, so we must always pay attention to it."

Ye Feng said in his heart.

The acquisition of prestige value cannot be stopped!

...

Over Baifu City.

"I'm coming too!"

Long Tianxing twisted his neck and jumped to represent the fifth ring. To this day, he has entered the fifth stage of Juyuan realm.

"It's Long Tianxing!"

"I've heard of him. In the Misty Sect, there are two disciples who are unparalleled in flesh. One of them is Qiao Jiaxi, who is a true pure body cultivation, and the other is Long Tianxing."

"I heard that Long Tianxing is a dragon race, can enter the form of a dragon, is unparalleled in flesh, and has extraordinary combat power."

People who eat melons are showing interest.

Although the fighting method is fancy and beautiful, the collision of physical training and fist to the flesh is even more anticipated.

"You want to challenge me?"

On the fifth ring, there is a strong young man holding a long knife, his eyes piercing like two big light bulbs.

He is a double cultivation of law and body!

"I know this person, he is a direct disciple of the Overlord God of the Leiwu Dynasty."

"What, disciple of Overlord God?"

"Who is the Overlord God?"

"That is a divine origin realm power with dual cultivation of law and body, placed in the entire Leiwu dynasty, it is a top powerhouse who can rank in the top 100, his disciple is definitely not simple."

Most of the people who eat melons are Tianjiao.

On weekdays, they like to gather in the Miaoyin Teahouse to drink tea and brag, and they know a lot of news.

"My name is Cun Tongwang, a disciple of the Overlord God."

The sturdy young man with a long knife opened his mouth.

"Long Tianxing, a true disciple of the Misty Sect."

While speaking, Long Tianxing entered the form of a dragon, with two silver claws lingering on the surface like lightning.

"No need to say more, let's fight!"

Cun Tongwang made a fist with his right hand and a knife in his left. After thinking about it, he returned the knife to its sheath, clenched his fists, his muscles bulged high, bursting his clothes on the spot.

"Wow, so fierce!"

"Look, sisters, it's a hunk!"

The ungirl cultivators around were so shy that they covered their eyes with their hands, and then, peeking through the fingers, their pretty faces blushed.

"Appeared, Boom!"

I don't know who shouted in the audience.

"My claws are very sharp, your body can't stand it, so draw your sword!" Long Tianxing reminded him kindly.

"You look down on me too much." Cun Tongwang took the initiative to attack.

He shook his fist, kicked his legs **** the ground, and arrived in front of Long Tianxing in no time.

Cang!

Long Tianxing blocked the fist with his left forearm, feeling that the dragon scales on his body trembled crazily, and the sound of the dragon chant was heard.

Buzzing!

Numerous heavy shock waves burst from the collision, mixed with weird sound waves, making everyone's eardrums bulge and almost fainting.

"What a terrible aftermath of the battle!"

All the arrogances stepped back one after another.

"What a strong blow!" Qiao Jiaxi's gaze narrowed, feeling that Cun Tongwang's power was not much weaker than her own.

At this moment, Cun Tongwang's other fist struck forward and took Long Tianxing's cheek directly.

Cang!

Long Tianxing's reaction was quick, and his other hand quickly reached the position to block the attack, and then swept Cun Tongwang hundreds of meters away.

High in the sky.

Cuntong looked suspended, glanced at the claw marks on his arm, and his pupils shrank.

He thought for a while, only to remember that it seemed that he was accidentally scratched by the opponent's claws while being kicked by Long Tianxing.

"What a sharp claw!"

Cun Tongwang's face changed drastically, and he quickly drew his sword.

"You and I are both Dharma and Body Cultivation, but I don't want to fight the law, it's too fancy."

Cun Tongwang held a knife in his right hand and made a fist in his left hand, starting a fierce double attack.

Long Tianxing didn't dare to be careless, his two sharp claws kept resisting, and the battle with Cun Tongwang reached a fierce stage.

Every time the two people collide, they can shake off thousands of loud noises, causing the eardrums of the people who eat melons to tremble, and they almost can't bear it.

"Long Yuan Pao!"

At this time, Long Tianxing put his hands together.

The silver light on his body was like a silver sun, and countless brilliance gathered in the palm of his palm, turning into a silver ball of light, which grew bigger and bigger, spreading the closed palms.

Boom...

Long Yuanpao rushed out in an instant, forcing Cun Tongwang to cut it down from top to bottom with a knife in both hands.

However, he still underestimated Long Yuanpao.

This knife slashed on it, and there was a manic force that shook back, causing the long knife to get out of the hand, penetrated a mountain in the distance, and inserted it diagonally into the soil, the tail of the knife buzzing and trembling.

However, Cun Tongwang also held the Long Yuan Cannon with both hands after the long sword was released, and tried his best to resist, but he was still shaken back several kilometers.

Boom!

He hit the mountain wall, causing the stone wall to shatter like a cobweb.

boom!

Long Tianxing quickly followed, clenched his claws into fists, and spit out Cun Tongwang with thirty-five punches, and fell to the ground.

"I surrender!"

Cun Tongwang coughed twice and dared not fight again.

Long Tianxing's action was very measured, only slightly wounding him, but if he continued to fight, he might be seriously injured.

"Even Cun Tongwang, the direct disciple of the Overlord God, is not Long Tianxing's opponent. This person is indeed a true disciple of the Misty Sect."

Everyone talked a lot.

【Zongmen prestige value +573 (Dragon Sky Star)】

On the misty peak.

Ye Feng received the prompt.

"Yes, yes, that's it, continue!" Ye Feng smiled, hoping that his disciples could learn more from all the Tianjiao and bring a lot of prestige points to the sect.

High in the sky.

Mo Ying struck out with a sword and shot down the opponent again, winning.

After defending the ring, she defeated nine opponents in a row, and the prestige value she gained exceeded 10,000, which was very fast.

It's just that she doesn't know it.

On the third ring.

Wang Pingan relied on the poisoned milk to temporarily weaken his opponent's strength, and then used magical spells such as "Magical Catalogue" and "Sky and Moon Strike", or simply took out a large number of bursting essence pills from his storage bag, an invincible hand of the same rank.

"It was a wonderful discussion, but unfortunately, the second brother is not there."

A generation of disciples such as Li Jiaojiao, Jia Yulan, Yan Ruyu, Ji Ziling, Xia He, Qiu Ju, Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Yu, Yu Su, and Yu Wei stood together to watch the battle.

Their eyes moved sideways, but Huo Yunjie was not found.

"This kind of competition, without the second brother, will lose a lot of color." Jia Yulan said.

Huo Yunjie's sword is very strong.

This is obvious to all.

It's a pity that everyone didn't know where he went, and he hasn't seen anyone during this time.

...

West of Taiyue Mountains.

With three long swords on his back, Huo Yunjie stood on a huge bluestone with Lin Yuyan beside him.

"Thank you Huo Daoyou for your guidance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am finally about to realize the sword intent." Lin Yuyan was beaming with joy.

She stretched out her hand, with sword lights gleaming in her palm.

Among them, a special artistic conception gradually took shape, gradually turning into the appearance of a swallow.

"What kind of sword intent are you?"

Huo Yunjie was very curious.

"I call it'Ling Yan' sword intent. After it is formed, it will be a smart swallow, capable of offensive and defensive."

Sword Qi transformation is also a kind of sword intent.

Huo Yunjie nodded and said, "That's not bad. I think your sword intent seems to be about to take shape. You can continue to hone it in the past few days, and you can't slack off."

"Good." Lin Yuyan felt a little sweet in her heart.

Kilometers away.

Ding Baixue lay in the bushes, peeking from a distance.