Chaotic Winter Melon Essence

"Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own 'billion' interpretations of various spells."
Atop Misty Peak, the sect's senior disciple was educating the new beginners.
At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above.
The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, "And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?"

The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Ye Feng waited for the Eye of Decryption to break the formation, standing still with his hands behind his back, unfazed by the slashing sword light, as stable as Mount Tai.


But the next second, Ye Feng reassembled himself, without any damage, his vitality still at its peak.


Rushu Tiansheng stood in the sky, slashing down sword after sword, grinding Ye Feng and the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey into dust.


At the Saint Manifestation Level, he was almost invincible.


However, facing the Sword Dao Heavenly Saint, he still had no room to resist unless he used the Divine Skills taught by the Spirit Venerable "Heavenly Honor" to increase his combat power by five times.


Only then could he manage to resist a little.


Thinking of annihilating Rushu Tiansheng was but a fool's dream.


Chapter 874: You Can't Hit Me, Digging Away the Thunder Pool Grand Hall