Chapter 1,247 Born to Be Fearless, Fight!

Starry sky.

Yuexi Sword Master's face became increasingly worried.

Whoosh!

She flew through the void and came to Ye Feng. Looking around, she found that the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect were all very strong. The weakest ones were in the Linghai realm, and the slightly stronger ones were in the Void-breaking realm and the Divine Origin realm.

The stronger ones even become quasi-sages.

Such a sect is terrifying.

It would be bad if it was lost in this battle.

"rest assured!"

Ye Feng spoke first, causing Yuexi Sword Master's mouth to move, but in the end no sound came out.

"Disciples, there will be no casualties."

Ye Feng added.

There won't be any casualties?

Sword Master Yuexi stood next to Ye Feng, thinking about this sentence, frowning slightly, with curiosity in his eyes.

The sacred mountain of all ethnic groups.

The leader of the hunting tribe was stunned.

"Haha, hahaha!"

"Ye Feng, have you brought all the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect here? Very good. It seems that you will be alone soon. It's so happy!"

The ancient coffins of the heads of the Crazy Ax Clan and the Duantian Clan also shook.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two drops of blood flew out and landed on the ground.

soon.

Thousands of members of the Crazy Ax Clan and Duantian Clan armed with giant axes and thousands of machetes appeared.

They looked at Mo Ying and others and licked their lips.

"Boys!"

"kill!"

The leader of the hunting tribe gives orders.

"kill!"

There were more than 10,000 members of the Hunting Clan, the Crazy Ax Clan, and the Sky-Breaking Clan, waving their weapons and charging over.

"Junior brothers and sisters, kill!"

Shi Lei ordered loudly.

Then, he was the first to rush forward.

"The divine fist is immortal, fight!"

Qiao Jiaxi clenched her fists and roared. Her momentum surged wildly, and her whole body turned into a dazzling golden color. Her long golden hair reached her ankles, and her muscles bulged.

"True dragon form!"

Long Tianxing was not idle either, he transformed directly into a silver real dragon about ten meters long and advanced hand in hand with Qiao Jiaxi.

"Wait for me!"

Wang Pingan also rushed out.

He raised his hands high, his whole body burning with blazing flames, and followed Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing to "drink soup".

"I'll clear the place first!"

Huo Yunjie took the lead, rushed in front of Shi Lei, held the sword tightly with both hands, gathered all his momentum into it, roared again, and pulled it out with all his strength.

Tear it apart!

A half-moon shaped sword light slashed out.

The whole world was illuminated.

"Get out of the way!"

The hunting tribesmen roared.

However, the sword light is too fast!

Even though many people jumped up suddenly, they were still slashed by the sword light that was parallel to the ground and one meter high above the ground. Thousands of members of the Ten Thousand Tribes collapsed in an instant.

"Well done!"

Practitioners from all walks of life are greatly inspired.

They all expressed their praise and admiration for Huo Yunjie's stunning sword move.

Especially the sword cultivator was even more excited.

"The sword-drawing technique, this is the sword-drawing technique!"

"Who is this person?"

"His sword-drawing skills have long been perfected. If possible, I would like to worship him as my teacher."

Practitioners from all walks of life are talking about it.

Continent of Ten Thousand Races.

After Huo Yunjie used all his strength to draw his sword using this move, he almost lost his balance and was supported by Lin Yuyan and Ding Baixue beside him.

"I'll add it to you!"

Yan Ruyu came over, pressed Huo Yunjie's back with both hands, and poured life force into it, turning it into energy.

Not long after.

Huo Yunjie returns to the top again.

The front.

Mo Ying has become the first echelon.

"The ultimate fast sword!"

She fought six hunting tribes, eight crazy ax tribes, and seven sky-breaking tribes by herself. She instantly stabbed out dense sword shadows and severed the hands and feet of these quasi-saint-level experts.

Then, thousands of sword lights struck through.

These quasi-sage powerful men were all killed.

"It's the ultimate fast sword!"

"Isn't that the inheritance of our sect Jian Nanyi? It was actually learned by that female disciple of the Piaomiao Sect?"

In the Nantian Sword Sect.

When many old men saw the sword light produced by Mo Ying, they all recalled the once unparalleled genius of the Nantian Sword Sect.

"good!"

Sword Master Yuexi was so moved that tears filled his eyes when he saw Mo Ying using the ultimate fast sword inherited from Jian Nanyi.

The realm of nothingness.

Jiannan felt something in his heart and looked at the sky.

"What a familiar smell!"

"Is it Mo Ying using the sword?"

Jiannan whispered.

In the bamboo forest.

The void beast lay on the stone, scratched its itchy fat belly with its hind legs, yawned, waved its right front paw, and opened a light curtain in the sky.

in the screen.

It is the Continent of Ten Thousand Races.

"It's indeed Mo Ying!"

"Hey, Sword Master Yuexi is here too."

"And Master Ye."

Jian Nan raised his head and looked at everything that was happening in the light curtain. He saw tens of thousands of disciples of the Piaomiao Sect fighting against more than 10,000 members of the Crazy Axe, Duantian, and Hunting tribes.

In the battlefield.

Mo Ying was one against many and was besieged by countless powerful men.

However, she relied on her extremely fast sword to block the opponent's attack, took the opportunity to counterattack, and injured the opponent.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

Shi Lei finally took action.

He took Ma Liang's pen and drew squares on the ground, trapping thousands of people of all races in them.

"Siege them!"

The Piaomiao Sect disciples are very united.

They took action together and killed the trapped tribesmen to gain combat experience.

"Roar!"

Brother Pingtou rushed forward and rushed into the surroundings of the Wanzu clansmen. His tail kept swinging like a sharp sword, cutting into pieces the Wanzu clansmen who came to kill him.

Then it fought to its heart's content.

Brother Pingtou felt that he had never been so happy as he was today. The more he fought, the more courageous he became. He even set his sights on the sacred mountain of all races in the distance and rushed towards it.

"Brother Pingtou is attacking the sacred mountain of all races!"

"Fuck, stop it!"

A large group of mountain guarding spirit beasts rushed over, grabbed Brother Flathead's tail, forcibly turned his direction, and then charged into the army of Wanzu clansmen.

The sacred mountain of all ethnic groups.

Many clan leaders were stunned.

"What it is?"

"It seems to be a quasi-saint. It dares to attack our sacred mountain of all races. Is it a fool?"

The leader of the hunting tribe and others began to discuss.

on the ground.

Ye Feng was a little ashamed.

Brother Flathead is really brave.

They didn't even let go of the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Races, and went straight to kill them. Fortunately, they were stopped by fox Dahong and other spiritual beasts.

Otherwise, this guy's incarnation will definitely be cool.

"Everyone, there are too many disciples of the Piaomiao Sect, so we have to add some more people."

The leader of the hunting tribe shouted.

"knew."

The ancient coffins of other clan leaders trembled slightly, and a drop of blood was thrown out, forming dozens or hundreds of clan members.

This scene made the faces of practitioners from all realms change slightly.

"The situation is not good!"

"With the overwhelming number of people from all tribes, the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect will definitely not be able to withstand it. What on earth is Master Ye thinking?"

Everyone is worried.

In the battlefield.

Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi and other main fighting forces are being besieged by thousands of strong men, their bodies are constantly stained and their blood is flowing.

"I'll help you treat him!"

Yan Ruyu, the nanny in the team battle, came over to fight, with Jia Yulan guarding her from the side, creating a perfect opportunity for Yan Ruyu to receive treatment.

Wow!

A large rain of light fell.

The disciples of the Piaomiao Sect recovered from their injuries and returned to their peak again, crushing and killing thousands of clansmen.

"Idiot! Kill that woman first!"

The leader of the hunting tribe roared.

"yes!"

People of all races immediately besieged Yan Ruyu.

"As if we don't exist?"

Han Yonghui came with many third-generation disciples and protected Yan Ruyu in the middle so that no one could hurt her.

"Protect like jade!"

Mo Ying looked at Wang Pingan.

"okay!"

Wang Pingan quickly retreated and stood next to Yan Ruyu. With a wave of his hand, several fire dragons circled out and surrounded Yan Ruyu, not giving anyone a chance to hurt her.

All major interfaces.

Everyone looked at Piaomiao Sect's tactics and admired them.

"As expected of Master Ye's disciple."

"They are very united and know how to cooperate during team battles. They strive to protect the first-generation disciple Yan Ruyu who has healing powers, creating a great advantage."

"The disciples of Piaomiao Sect are going to overthrow all the clansmen!"

Everyone saw hope.