The city lord of Shuangye City who saw him on the side was also shocked and turned to face the lord of Shanghai Shenzong.
"We...have had several generations of sect masters...we will not...this "Poseidon moves"." The Poseidon Sect master looked cramped.
Poseidon moves, Poseidon Sect’s most supreme mental method, which is only passed down to the sect leader.
And they already have several generations of sect masters, so they don’t know how to do it anymore.
"Mo Feng, is it you..."
"No." Before the leader of the Poseidon Sect could finish asking, Hai Mofeng shook his head.
He just tied Yun Shitian in the sea and let him realize it.
When you think about it, this man is so talented.
From the natural power of sea water, I understood this supreme mind.
This made him really don't know what to say.
"The wind moves the world, and clouds roll in all directions." Just as everyone was shocked, Yun Shitian's cold voice came from the ink.
Along with this sound, the fighting spirit of the dark sea water began to spin crazily.
It's like the whirlpool on the bottom of the sea.
Full of murderous intent and ferociousness.
It bites everything, devours everything, and does not allow any life surrounding it to survive.
"No, the three sect leaders will admit defeat if they can't hold on. Don't hold on for dear life." Seeing this, the leader of the Poseidon Sect yelled out.
Their Poseidon's supreme mental method was even given to Piaomiao's founder back then, and today...
And in the words of the leader of the Poseidon Sect, the three sect leaders who were completely enveloped in it were unable to express their sufferings and could not speak at all.
Their fighting spirit, in this ink color, seemed to be completely swallowed up by the waves of ink.
Just like a stone thrown into the sea, it does not stir up any waves.
As the ink rotated faster and faster, the surrounding air and space were all shattered.
His limbs were being pulled, and his strength was pouring out.
Unable to speak, unable to attack, or even unable to move.
God, this Yun Shitian is a perverted, perverted strongman.
At this situation, compared to the nervous and horrified Six Sects, Luo Yu and the others felt relieved and relieved.
Suddenly everyone smiled and looked at him with admiration.
"Pervert, I hate people who are stronger than me." On the edge of the flying ink, Ming Chenye walked to Luo Yu and stood next to him, and said with a frown when he saw this.
Luo Yu's eyebrows curved: "Slaying Heaven just lacks top-notch skills, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, the meaning behind his words was already quite clear.
Otherwise, they would have dominated the mainland long ago.
Ming Chenye gritted his teeth after hearing this, but he had to admit that Yun Shitian's talent was really amazing.
The wind swept the world, and black sea dragons were flying.