No One Really Thinks Master is a Mortal, Right?

   Chapter 956 This is really the style of the master

   The Nameless Realm.

   Two thousand eight hundred and twenty-fourth heaven, in the void.

  The two figures are facing each other.

   The one on the left is holding a golden sword, and the kendo light flashes all over his body, like a supreme kendo god, every word and deed carries a terrible kendo aura.

   When the breath of kendo swept through the void, even the void trembled faintly, as if it was about to shatter and open.

  You must know that this is the 2824th Heaven of the Nameless Realm.

   The void here is extremely solid, even if the Great Dao Saint wants to break it is not easy.

   But just by the breath of this man, there are faint traces of shattering in the void, enough to see the sharpness of his swordsmanship.

   This person is Ye Luo.

  Yeluo is much stronger than before.

   At this moment, he has reached the peak of the chaotic saint, and he is only one chance away from the saint of the avenue!

   This opportunity is big enough, that Ye Luo will be able to step over and reach the Dao Sage.

  If the opportunity is not big enough, Ye Luo can only reach the half-step Daoist saint.

   The leaves fall on the opposite side.

   is a true Daoist saint.

   That terrifyingly terrifying aura overwhelmed the entire void, and the avenues of divine light blooming all over his body seemed to reflect the entire nameless world.

   "Ye Luo, you can't escape, here, I have set a barrier, you have nowhere to escape!"

   This Great Dao Saint’s voice was thunderous, and behind him, a terrifying giant vaguely appeared, as if to suppress Ye Luo.

   Ye Luo faced this overwhelming pressure, hunting in his robes, his complexion remained the same, and he looked light.

   He had no intention of running away, it seemed that he was not afraid of this Great Daoist saint at all.

   "Escape? Why should I escape?"

   "Shouldn't it be you who should escape? I killed all the way here, why did I escape? I just stopped and regained my strength."

   The corner of Ye Luo's mouth evoked a faint smile.

   "There is a saying in the mortal world, a dead duck has a tough mouth. This sentence is quite suitable for you."

   The avenue saint shook his head.

   He admits that this leaf fall is extremely talented.

   But the realm gap between them cannot be bridged with talent.

There is a huge gap between the    avenue saint and the chaos saint.

   "What if a dead duck has a tough mouth? It's better than you? You don't care about anything and forcibly take revenge for your **** relative? Then you know why I killed him?"

   Ye Luo sneered.

   He admits he can't beat it.

   But it is not easy for this Daoist saint to kill him!

   "Why do you want to kill him, it doesn't matter, what he did, it doesn't matter, but I have to avenge this revenge, because he is already dead."

   The avenue saint sneered.

   Said, he raised his palm and blasted towards Ye Luo.

  A powerful force surged out, turned into a huge palm print, and killed Ye Luo mightily.

   "Zhang Ling! You can't kill me!"

   Ye Luo frowned, and directly said the name of the saint of the avenue, and then raised his sword to fight back.

   He slashed in the air, and the terrifying sword energy swept across the eight deserts, wrapping up endless power, and slammed towards the palm print.

  Boom…

   Sword Qi and palm print fight against each other.

The    caused the void in all directions to distort constantly, and it would shatter at any time.

   "Ye Luo, you are courting death!"

   This avenue saint 'Zhang Ling' squinted.

  The name of every Daoist saint is taboo, unless someone of the same level says it, it can be said that it is a kind of humiliation.

   Being told by Ye Luo was undoubtedly a humiliation for him.

   How can this Ling not be angry.

   Zhang Ling went mad, and all kinds of attacks were launched, trying to kill Ye Luo.

   Ye Luo's eyes narrowed, feeling the ultimate threat, the long sword in his hand was raised, and he was ready to parry.

   Just at this critical moment.

   One after another incomparably terrifying breath descended.

  Under the wide eyes of Zhang Ling and Ye Luo, hundreds of Great Dao Saints, tens of thousands of Chaos Saints, and hundreds of thousands of Saints descended.

  The atmosphere of terror swept over everything.

  In the back of this large group of people, there are also many people watching the play.

   At this moment, nearly half of the powerhouses from the Three Thousand Heavens of the Nameless Realm have gathered.

   "On the order of the Nameless Lord, come to suppress Zhang Ling!"

   "Zhang Ling, don't give up yet!!!"

   One after another voice, like the voice of the gods, came down with a bang.

   The sage of the Dao, Zhang Ling, was suppressed by this aura for the first time, so he knelt on the ground, unable to move.

   "Where is the holy coming? I don't know where Zhang Ling is offended, and why is this?"

   Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and asked aloud.

   "I came here on the orders of the Unknown Lord. You want to kill the disciples of the Unknown Lord. This crime may make you punished?"

   An existence at the peak of the Great Dao Saint, standing above the sky, slowly opened his mouth.

   "Disciple of the Unknown Lord?"

   Zhang Ling looked up at Ye Luo, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

   This person, didn't he enter the unnamed world by chance from those small worlds?

  Why, why is there such a big background?

   Ye Luo is smart, he quickly thought of it.

   This Nameless Lord...

   It is estimated that it is his own master.

   How did his master become this nameless master?

   Ye Luo was puzzled, but he knew that now was not the time to think about it.

   "I'm the one who planted this! I'm willing to be slaughtered!"

   Zhang Ling gritted his teeth, he knew that he couldn't escape.

   He was full of resentment.

   He is mortal.

   But he believes that one day, someone will avenge him!

   He is an unborn parent and son, because his talent is too powerful, he was trapped in the cocoon of the Dao at birth, and he cultivated his talent. When the right time comes, when he is born, he will definitely appear as a supreme talent and shock the whole world.

   At that time, his parents and children will definitely be able to avenge him.

   "By the order of the unnamed Lord, kill Zhang Ling, grind Zhang Ling's ashes into powder! And slaughter Zhang Ling's whole family! The earthworms are cut vertically! The eggs are shaken and scattered!"

   "Let us take turns to blast all his land again, don't let a corner be spared!"

   This sage of the Great Way stands aloft and declares his will.

   Zhang Ling: "???"

  Yellow: "???"

  The people around: "???"

   This is too cruel, right?

   Hearing this, they all felt a chill behind their backs, the whole family was slaughtered, the earthworms were cut vertically, the eggs were shaken, and even the ground had to be leveled in turn.

   Is this something that humans can do?

The people around    said that this was the first time in the history of the Unnamed World that such a thing had happened.

   "No! No! No way!"

   Zhang Ling roared angrily.

   What more did he want to say.

   But the surrounding Dao saints didn't give this opportunity, and they made a joint shot to suppress Zhang Ling directly.

   Hundreds of Daoist saints shot together, not giving Zhang Ling a chance to react at all, and directly suppressed him to the ground, unable to move.

   "Chop."

   "Destroy his soul, leave his body, cremated into ashes, grind his ashes into powder, and photograph it for the Lord to see."

   A great avenue saint stood high above and announced Zhang Ling's fate.

"Yes."

  The surrounding avenues of saints all agreed.

   Ye Luo, who was beside him, stared blankly at all this.

   This is really the style of the master...

   (end of this chapter)