The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

"Get out!"

Zhang De roared, picked up the wind and thunder folding fan, made the finishing touch, and poked Ye Xinghe's right eye!

Among these three generations of disciples, he has the highest strength and has the later stage of lunhai territory.

And he had admiration for master sister Liu at first. Now hearing Ye Xinghe's not inferior in language, he was the first to attack his opponent.

"Ha ha." Ye Xinghe's face was full of contempt. Facing Zhang De's attack, he clapped his right hand.

Boom!

Ye Xinghe did not exert his spiritual power, so he easily dissolved Zhang De's attack. Moreover, the powerful force bombarded the flame gun on the ground, shaking the mountain.

The four disciples of the three generations of tianshenzong were overturned on the ground.

Just relying on the physical power of Shentai realm, it is incredible that it is so powerful!

Looking at the cracks on the fan of grade 4 and grade 9, Zhang De twitched at the corners of his mouth.

damn! How can this guy be so powerful!

"Oh, are you pretending to be dead on your stomach? Or are the people of tianshenzong dogs and like to lie on your stomach?" Ye Xinghe mocked.

"Can you catch it?" Ye Xinghe waved his big sleeves with both hands, and a strong storm blew up in the underground world. The surging aura roared and crushed Zhang De and them with huge stones.

Looking at the huge stone like a small house, everyone has nowhere to hide!

Seeing this, Yu Guanhai reacted most quickly. He picked up his flame spear. The barrel of the flame gun was picked at the bottom of the stone, and the spiritual power in the body was stirred, and his eyes were about to crack.

The muscles in his hands were twisted, and blood seeped from them under the urging of spiritual power.

"Get up! Get up!"

Yu Guanhai's four grade flame lance bent a huge arc. Under everyone's heart and soul prayer, it finally took the huge stone slightly to the side. It flew over the heads of the four people.

"Hoo Hoo." Yu Guanhai was panting like a cow.

"Pop pop"

Ye Xinghe clapped his hands and joked with a cat catching a mouse on his face: "well done."

"But that's it!"

Ye Xinghe looked contemptuous, his right hand lit up, and the obscure and strange breath gathered on it. The air was boiling, the red airflow blew a smelly storm around the people, and a breath of startling flesh was rising gradually.

"Blood hand grip!"

Ye Xinghe stretched out his right hand in mid air, facing Yu Guanhai and shook it.

"Bang!"

Yu Guanhai's blood light appeared and made a huge explosion sound. The blood in his body sprayed out like a fountain.

Then the blood didn't fall on the ground and flew to Ye Xinghe's hand.

"Uh..."

Yu Guanhai only felt that the blood in his body kept flying out, and his spiritual power also passed with the blood. He felt that his eyes were dark and his hands and feet were cold. Only with a long gun could he not fall.

"Elder martial brother Yu!" LV Huiyang was closest to him on weekdays. Now he saw the tragedy of his senior brother and rushed over.

LV Huiyang fed Yu Guanhai the pill of creation and transformation.

"It's useless."

With blood in his mouth, LV Huiyang handed the flame gun to Yu Guanhai and said, "don't you like this long gun very much on weekdays. Now, I'll give it to you."

"Elder martial brother, you said that using a long gun requires a belief of indomitable. I'm timid and can't use this. You'd better use this long gun."

LV Huiyang shook his head. He handed the flame gun to Yu Guanhai and said, "this is... A good gun, you... Take it!"

Then he reached into the air and there was no sound.

Now it was the battle. Yu Guanhai had no time to be sad, but his eyes were hot and silently took over the flame gun.

"Oh, oh, it's very touching." Ye Xinghe's hateful voice came again: "since your martial brothers are deeply in love, let's send you to reunion!"

Faced with the loss of a younger martial brother, the remaining three disciples of Tiansheng sect were filled with grief and indignation.

Zhang De's eyes were red. He opened the wind and thunder fan in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body was frantically injected into it.

This four grade and nine rank wind and thunder folding fan is a powerful magic weapon!

Zhang De inhaled fiercely, and his hands were connected with the aura of heaven and earth. The white light flashed on the folding fan, the air hissed, and the violent wind blew.

"Tornado, up!"

Boom!

The white light lit up and turned into a strong wind, and then the strong wind changed into a circling tornado. The tornado sent out a whistling wind and involved Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe's face is full of disdain. A light curtain is lit in front of him.

The tornado made a harsh hissing sound, and the wind blade carried in it hit the defense light curtain. And ripples.

Zhang De continued to convey spiritual power. The fire red lines depicted by the wind and thunder folding fan lit up, the air boiled and the flames soared into the air. The red flame reddened the surrounding.

"Wind and fire!"

Zhang De another fan, the hot flowing fire, like a huge fire snake, roared and flew into the tornado!

Boom!

The wind borrows the fire, and the fire borrows the power of the wind.

The original tornado is powerful. With the addition of fire snake, its power has tripled!

In the underground world, there is a thick one at the top and thin one at the bottom. It is more than ten feet wide. The red tornado is roaring, like a red dragon in the sky, biting madly downward.

Ye Xinghe, who suffered from this powerful attack, looked at the exchange of attack with the defense light curtain and produced sparks several feet long. His heart was ablaze with anger.

These three generations of tianshengzong disciples are growing up too fast!

Back then, when he was this age, he fought with Jiang Ling for a ambergris. For what? Not to enhance strength.

Now, these disciples are much stronger than they used to be.

This makes Ye Xinghe feel comfortable and even jealous!

"Well, I'll play with you!"

A long red knife appeared in Ye Xinghe's hand. From the point of view of its terrible blood gas, it's at least six magic weapons! Looking at its evil spirit, it may be a magic weapon from the devil.

A red air stream appeared on Ye Xinghe, and all the blood of the bloody hand was sucked into the long knife.

"Bloody knife attack!"

Ye Xinghe urged the blood red air flow and rotated half a circle. The blood colored long knife drew a semicircle and waved it out. The knife Qi appeared in front of him like a huge crescent moon.

Boo, boo.

The crescent moon Sabre Qi collides with the roaring fire dragon roll, and the blade easily breaks the fire dragon roll. Cut off the dragon head of the fire dragon roll, and the fire dragon roll disappears, leaving only a little spark in the air.

This huge bloody crescent moon, which had not stopped, rumbled and rolled over towards the disciples of tianshenzong.

Wherever the crescent moon goes, the stalactites of ten thousand years are easily cut, and can't stop for a minute. The crescent moon knife is approaching quickly with unparalleled momentum!

The attack hasn't come yet. Everyone's injured hair stood up, and the terrible knife gas was creepy.

Yu Guanhai gritted his teeth. He was usually timid. Now he held down his chest.

Hold the flame gun in your hand, inject the spiritual power into it crazily, and then use the skill to point it out!

"The gun shadow is like a python!"

The speed of the flame gun is so fast that only an illusion is left.

One shot, two shots, three shots... There were many virtual shadows of long guns in the air, and these virtual shadows burst out a huge roar of air at the same time.

In the hissing sound, the gun shadow condensed tens of thousands of strange Python roaring and barking and rushed to the blood moon!