on the ground.

Ye Feng is watching the battle.

Yuexi Sword Saint stood aside, exclaiming constantly.

"Sect Master Ye, the disciples of your sect have a tacit understanding in battle, the top combat power is not weak, and the shortcomings are almost non-existent, and there is Yan Ruyu, a disciple who can heal all. If this goes on, it will be able to sweep all the clansmen."

In her opinion, the Misty Sect disciples are perfect.

Although these people look very young, they have high cultivation bases, solid foundations, good tactics, and strong supernatural powers.

Combined, they are invincible.

"No, they will die and come back."

Ye Feng shook his head.

"Ah?" Yuexi Sword Saint was stunned.

Die in battle?

how can that be possible?

The disciples of the Misty Sect clearly have an advantage, and as long as they keep it up, they will definitely be able to obliterate the people of all ethnic groups.

Why does Ye Feng still say that?

"Look at it and you'll understand."

Ye Feng shook his head and pointed to the front.

Yuexi Sword Saint stopped talking.

She held the sword quietly and looked at the battlefield.

"Kendo ruthless slash!"

Huo Yunjie drew his sword and slashed, his body was full of cold madman's ruthless sword intent, shrouded this void, and dozens of ten thousand clansmen were wrapped in it, and immediately lost their fighting power.

tear it up!

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

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of people from all ethnic groups fell.

Another chapter.

With one enemy, Mo Ying held the sword with her left hand and clenched the spirit sword with her right hand, stabbing it out continuously, surrounded by dense sword shadows, engulfing the nearby void.

wherever.

All ethnic groups were impaled.

"Dragon fights in the wild!"

Long Tianxing followed closely, using his powerful body to shatter the ten thousand clansmen who were pierced by Mo Ying.

"Blood Sword!"

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

At this stage.

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

As for Chu Tianlan...

Strictly speaking, he is not a disciple.

As the former Tianlan Xianyu Tianming, he should have become the elder of the Misty Sect, but later he became a disciple of the fifth generation, but because of his high cultivation, he did not participate in the war.

The mountain of all races.

Seeing that the clan was slaughtered by the disciples of the Misty Sect, the situation was over, and the hunting clan chief was furious.

"how so?"

"We have gathered people of multiple races, as many as tens of thousands, and we are still invincible!"

The Patriarch of the Crazy Axe Clan and the Patriarch of the Broken Heaven Clan were very depressed.

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

An indifferent voice sounded.

The consciousness of the hunting clan patriarch fell on an ancient black coffin, and found that the surface was covered with vine totems, and immediately recognized him, and was overjoyed.

"Patriarch of the Demon Vine Clan, are you awake?"

The patriarchs asked in surprise.

"Well, I have just recovered, and I can take the shot with all my strength, but Ye Feng is too strong, so my chances of winning are almost zero."

The patriarch of the Demon Clan continued, "At my peak, I can create 100,000 Demon Clans, although most of them are not high-level, but there is no problem in sweeping the disciples of the Misty Sect."

"Okay, then please."

The hunting clan chief and others became more and more excited.

boom!

The ancient coffin of the Demon Vine Patriarch trembled suddenly.

Ten drops of blood flew out.

They fell to the Ten Thousand Races Continent, and with the help of the peculiar properties of this land, they quickly expanded and became ten vines, with countless huge fruits on the surface.

"what is that?"

The powerhouses from all walks of life have noticed this scene.

"Watch out!"

Mo Ying sensed the unusual aura, and hurriedly reminded everyone, and led Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi and others back a hundred meters to temporarily distance themselves.

The fighting between the two sides was temporarily suspended.

"A patriarch on the other side has recovered."

Yuexi Sword Saint Xiumei wrinkled slightly, "Sect Master Ye, did you already know about this, so you said that the disciples of the Misty Sect would definitely lose?"

"um, yes."

Ye Feng nodded.

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

Yuexi Sword Saint question.

"There is no need to retreat. Even if they die in battle, they are not really dead. The right should be a very real experience. Only by sweating blood and sweat in the usual training can we avoid dying on the real battlefield in the future."

Ye Feng said meaningfully.

Yuexi Sword Saint was even more confused.

Her divine sense glanced at Mo Ying and the others, and found that it was extremely real and could not be a clone or an incarnation.

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.

Ten vines have stopped growing.

The fruit on its surface shattered with a "click" and turned into a humanoid creature and fell to the ground. The fruit shell that originally wrapped itself became a spear.

These humanoids are dark green.

About a meter tall, they were covered in shredded vines, with six eyes on their faces, and a protruding mouth with sharp serrated teeth.

Click! Click!

One hundred thousand fruits were all broken.

More and more demon vines appeared, a total of 100,000.

"One hundred thousand troops!"

"This is purely quantitative. The disciples of the Misty Sect can't win. Why don't they retreat?"

"Are they determined to die?"

All powerhouses clenched their fists.

They believe that the disciples of the Misty Sect are a group of young people with great potential. As the saying goes, if the green hills are left without worrying about no firewood, if they encounter an enemy who cannot be defeated, they should retreat.

If you fight to the death, you will only cut off hope.

"Quack quack!"

The Demon Vine army was aggressive, surrounded by the rest of the Hunting Clan and other powerhouses, killing the disciples of the Misty Sect.

Tatata!

Shi Lei walked to the front with heavy steps, surrounded by 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 said:

"My brothers and sisters."

"We are not the arrival of the ontology."

"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 with all his strength."

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

"Don't laugh and laugh."

"This is not a game, but a war!"

"kill!"

Shi Lei yelled.

As a senior brother, he is not the strongest, nor the most talented, but he is the most responsible.

After he finished speaking, he rushed up.

The incarnation of Ma Liangbi in his hand continued to paint in the void, and countless swords, meteorites, and puppets appeared, 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 spirit was high, and without any reservations, they burst out with their most powerful strength and rushed forward.

A shocking battle broke out again.

For a moment.

Dozens of disciples of the Misty Sect were besieged by countless Demon Vine clansmen. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com stabbed to death with the spear in their hands, and their bodies fell to the ground, gradually turning 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 her huge consumption, she treated the younger brothers and sisters of the same sect who had not yet fallen.

major interfaces.

Everyone was deeply moved when they looked at the Misty Sect disciple with a resolute expression.

"Damn all races!"

"I will practice hard, and one day, I will kill the continent of ten thousand clans and pacify the sacred mountain of ten thousand clans."

Most of the younger generation of the major forces gritted their teeth.

If it weren't for the distance, they would like to immediately enter the Wanzu Continent and obliterate the Wanzu people.