The Strongest Master: I Have a Hundred Thousand Year Buff

At this moment, let alone the people of Qunfangzong, even Duan Meiqi, who has lived in Xundaozong for a while, is dumbfounded.

Because it was the first time she saw a disciple of the Xun Dao Sect take a serious shot, and this shot gave her a big surprise!

The attack just now was really perfect. It just so happened that before Wang Yu entered the only mist left in the sky, Wang Yin scattered the Windbreaker Arrow. Not only did Wang Yu enter, he gave full play to the attack by the Windbreaker Arrow. The longest time, and Wang Yu's entry was not hurt by Broken Wind Arrow. The most important thing is that the two attacks went on seamlessly!

It's like art!

Originally, the cooperation and tacit understanding of Qunfangzong was quite good, but compared with Wang Yin and Wang Yu, I simply don't know how many streets they have dumped! There is no level at all!

"Ah!" Just when Qun Fangzong and the others were extremely surprised, they heard the screams of screams in the sky continuously.

"Asshole! Asshole! Humans! I want to kill you! Kill you!" Obviously, the enemy was completely mad.

Wang Dao smiled slightly at this time, raised two fingers, and said, "Disadvantage two, both the enemy and ours, the experience gap is huge. All your deployments of Huazhangzong seem ingenious, but they were seen through by the enemy at a glance, so they did not treat you and wish you at all. The bait of the Sect has any interest."

Hua Feiyan and the others were startled. They didn't understand the shortcomings this time. How could it be a problem of experience? Qunfangzong is a high-level gods domain-level sect, definitely a generation who has experienced thousands of battles, if it is really an experience problem, it should be that they are far superior to each other.

"Ah! Die to me!" When everyone was puzzled, they suddenly looked at the sky, and a misty phantom appeared in the sky. It turned out to be a tiger that was three feet long and nearly one foot tall, and opened. With a big mouth in the mist, Wang Yu's nirvana **** phoenix swallowed it straight.

"this is…"

"impossible!"

"Are you kidding? Am I dreaming?!"

"Gosh! How could it be?"

The four Hua Feiyan exclaimed suddenly, and Hua Feiyan's eyes widened, and cried out in disbelief, "This is the spirit body of the Fog Sect? The spirit of the fog tiger?! Why is it here?!"

Not only was Hua Feiyan and the others surprised, the people in the major cities had already stood up in surprise.

"My Valkyrie! What did I see?! This is the spirit body of the legendary Sect Master?!"

"How could this be?! Fake? How could the spirit body of the sect appear? Shouldn't the spirit of the fog tiger have been sacrificed with the fog sect long ago?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This must be fake! The spirit of the fog tiger accompany the dead fog sect in the war from the east and the west, and has made great achievements for our human race. That is the hero of our human race! How could it be with us? Human race is the enemy? Impossible!"

"Oh! What the **** are Wang Zhangzong talking about! Why can't they hear it! What the **** is going on?!"

"Can't hear? God! I'm afraid it is really the spirit of the fog tiger! Haven't heard that the most basic ability of the spirit of the fog tiger is that the five senses can be weakened in the fog, even if it is a weapon, it must be The reception of the mirror eyes of the inner qi is weakened, so if Wang Zhangzong and the others do not use the inner qi to amplify, they will not be able to hear it!

"No! I don't believe it! The Fog Sect is my most admired hero!"

Unbelievable sounds, one after another in the major cities, almost chaotic, no one thought that the enemy of the king's way this time turned out to be the heroic spirit body of the past!

At this moment, Hua Feiyan and others also understood why Wang Dao said that there was a big gap in experience.

This is the spirit of the fog tiger! It is the spirit body of the famous spirit-forging sect and the fog-free sect on the ten continents two hundred years ago!

The Fog Sect of the year, relying on the powerful ability of the fog tiger spirit, was invincible on the battlefield. Wherever he went, the fog was everywhere. Whether it was a monster or a monster, they were all in the fog and died inexplicably, even before they died. , Even the enemy did not see it!

When the mist dissipated, the corpses were all over the field, and only the Zuowu Sect was left, with an indifferent face emerging from the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain, and there was not even some floating dust on his body.

Chic, comfortable, and leisurely, as if a foreign race is just a lamb to be slaughtered in front of him.

It is precisely because of the domineering and comfortable fighting style of the Fog Sect that countless human races worshipped at that time, so that a large number of his legends are still circulating.

According to some information left, the Fog Sect has fought in his lifetime, fighting more than 30,000 large and small, and he is a lone ranger, at the age of 88, a person has fought more than 30,000 times with foreign races in 88 years. , It can be seen how often and hard it is, and what a hero it is!

It's a pity that a generation of heroes, in the realm of the casting spirit realm, at the age of eighty-eight can be regarded as a premature death, but he can also be regarded as a well-deserved death. As a patriarch, he died on the battlefield. The horse leather shrouded in order to cover 100,000 people. retreat.

One person defended the empty city alone, facing the siege of 800,000 monsters and 150,000 monsters, and lasted for three days. In the end, the internal energy was insufficient, the medicine could not be supplied, and he died after exhaustion. And this battle, absolutely The Wuzongists killed 140,000 monsters and more than 36,000 monsters, which can be described as a confiscated **** in the first battle!

The proper human superhero!

As for the spirit of the Wuhuzong, naturally he has always been by the side of the Wuzong Zong, fighting south and north, discussing the battlefield experience, he dealt with the Qunfangzong, it is simply a beating of children.

In terms of experience, Qunfangzong did not lose injustice at all.

"Impossible!" At this moment, Duan Meiqi suddenly screamed, even more disbelief than Qun Fangzong and others. She looked at the foggy tiger spirit who was fighting Wang Yu with blank eyes, and exclaimed, "How can there be fog here? Tiger Spirit?! Impossible!"

Wang Dao glanced at Duan Meiqi, he knew why Duan Meiqi was so surprised, because in her theory, the spirit body of Man Lingshan was either the spirit body awakened by the divine body, because the host annihilated everyone and separated from the host. Either it has not reached the psychic realm, the spiritual body is powerful, and has been instructed by the heaven and earth to leave the host. Either in the psychic realm, falling out with the host, and finally leaving.

And they all have one thing in common, that is, the host will never exceed the psychic realm.

However, the spirit of the Mist Tiger is different. His host, The Mist Sect, is a forge spirit, and it is said that the talent of the Mist Sect is a mystery. No one knows what talent he is, but when the Mist Sect was fifty years old, he Has reached the peak of the forging spirit realm, this speed is definitely above the eighth level of the **** body.

This is completely contrary to Duan Meiqi's theory, so Duan Meiqi was so surprised, she couldn't believe that the first spirit body she encountered in Manlingshan exceeded her guess!

Wang Dao stretched out his hand and patted Duan Meiqi on the shoulder, and smiled, "I just said that the show has started, there is nothing absolute, and your analysis and intelligence may not be accurate, but I didn't expect the face slap to come so quickly."

Duan Meiqi looked at Wang Dao in surprise, and asked, "You...you knew it a long time ago?"