Eight Desolate Sword God

"Good black!"

Into the space passage leading to the endless void, Ye Chenfeng was dark in front of him and could not see any scenery. He could only move forward cautiously.

Approximately half the time of the incense, the white light flashed in front of him, and in the dark space passage, a white light appeared, shrouded in a black sculpture with a long sword and a solemn face.

"Hey!"

When Ye Chenfeng slowly approached this sword sculpture, a rushing sword was sprayed out of his body, carrying a fierce momentum to Ye Chenfeng.

"Sword attack!"

Suddenly attacked by the sword holding sword, Ye Chenfeng did not panic, and the body also sprayed a thin sword, and stabbed the sky, and a sword broke the attack of the sword sculpture.

"嗡嗡嗡..."

The offensive was broken, and the black-jewel-like eyes of the sword sculpture shot the sharp light of the road. The swords were mapped out, and the mercury and the rushing ground continued to attack Ye Chenfeng.

"Broken!"

The sword contained in the sword sculpture is not strong. Ye Chenfeng raised the sword to the double heaven, and broke its attack in one fell swoop. He squatted on his body and smashed the sword sculpture. The space channel has become dark again.

"Grinding swords."

The moment when Ye Chenfeng crushed the sculpture of the sword, he was caught in the mind and captured the meaning of a sword.

"I didn't expect to have the benefits of going to the inner temple. It seems that this should be another reward for my passing the sword monument."

Ye Chenfeng controlled the brain to deduct the sword's mood of the sword that had just been embraced by the sword. After learning some of his experiences, he continued to march deep into the dark space.

"Hey!"

After the semi-column time, another white light illuminates in the dark space, reflecting on a list of swords with sharp eyes and sharp swords.

The next moment, a very fast sword mans is like a thunder in nine days, tearing up the dark space, a sword smashed to Ye Chenfeng.

"Sword is a double heaven."

Ye Chenfeng’s body moved slightly, and he used his hand to turn the sword, and he took out the fierce sword and ushered in.

In order to understand the swordsmanship concept contained in the single-sword sculpture, Ye Chenfeng did not rush to crush it, but suppressed the sword in the double heaven and continued to fight with him.

With the loss of time, the sword of the single sword sculpture is getting weaker and weaker. Eventually, a crisp cracking sounds.

The single-sword sculpture that exhausted the sword's power was broken, and it became a dust that dissipated in the dark space.

"There are people who made these sculptures, and they are so mysterious."

The sword is able to continue to honed, and Ye Chenfeng has not stopped, and while moving through the sentiment, he continues to move forward.

In the dark space where Ye Chenfeng was in the dark space, he continued to accept the baptism of a sword sculpture. When he went to the mysterious and unknown inner temple, there was a huge vibration in the depths of the real spirits. .

One foot has a space of 10,000 meters, up to tens of meters, and the whole body is dark gold. The giant stone temple carved with ancient totems on the wall of the temple breaks through the hard ground and appears in the deepest part of the true spirit.

"What is that?"

A lot of the three disciples in the depths of the real spirits discovered this ancient stone temple that suddenly popped up, and they quickly accelerated to catch up and find out.

"The temple, the temple that had appeared thousands of years ago is now available."

Standing on a 30-meter-high ancient wooden secluded mountain overlooking the giant temple in the distance, I remembered the introduction of the temple in the true spirits of the ancient books of the Tianhuo Zong, revealing a strong excitement.

"My chance is coming, everything in the temple is mine, and I can be a master of the temple by the inheritance of the temple."

There is a hot color in the eyes of Youshan, giving up the grievances with Ye Chenfeng, raising his own speed to the peak, and flying generally rushed over.

He is prepared to fight for the unreceived inheritance in the temple at any cost, paving the way for his own king.

......

"嘭..."

The eighth sword sculpture was broken.

Looking at the sword sculpture that turned into dust, Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes and continued to understand the experience.

After eight swordsmen sculptures, Bing Chenfeng feels that his understanding of the sword's power has risen to the next level, and he has almost touched the five-day sword.

"Kill, kill..."

Walking and walking, Ye Chenfeng suddenly felt a huge pressure to cover himself, and a deafening word of killing penetrated into his ears.

The next moment, there is endless white light in the dark space, bright glare, like a red sun in the dark, people can not look directly.

When the white light gradually dissipated, Ye Chenfeng saw a sculpture that was more than five meters tall and tall in shape, holding a pair of swords.

The horror of a stock is filled with the heavens and the earth, and the strong momentum makes Ye Chenfeng feel a suffocating feeling.

"A good and powerful double-sword sculpture, the swordsmanship contained in this sword sculpture, I am afraid that the first eight sculptures contain the sum of the swords."

Feeling the horror of the double-sword sculpture, Ye Chenfeng’s energy is highly concentrated, constantly condensing the sword and slowly approaching the past.

Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng’s pupils contracted into the most dangerous pinholes, and the two swords that crossed each other, tearing the space, smashed at a speed that exceeded the speed of light.

"Swords are four heavens, broken!"

Ye Chen storm screamed, the four-sword spurt out his body, the terrible edge of the arrogant, shocking the world, a sword smashed at the intersection of the two swords, broke the attack of the double sword sculpture.

"killing kills..."

After a sword, there was a harsh murder in the sculptures of the two swords. The swordsmanship filled with the destruction of the artistic conception was like a stormy wave, and continued to sway toward Ye Chenfeng.

The two swords were attacked by the tide of the sword. Ye Chenfeng did not take out the Panlong epee, nor did he apply any soul skills. He only released the four swords to resist, and in the resistance, control the brain to penetrate. .

"Hey!"

In the face of the crazy attack of the double sword sculpture, Ye Chenfeng was covered with sword marks, and a lot of blood flowed out and dyed his clothes.

But for the physical injury, Ye Chenfeng ignored it, as if he was injured, not just himself, but simply resisted and enlightened.

I don’t know how many tricks they have played against each other, and Ye Chenfeng, whose offensive is getting more and more fierce, has an absolute advantage.

Seeing that the swords contained in the double-sword sculptures are going to be exhausted, suddenly, the sculptures of the two swords are broken, and the swords contained in the body instantly condense into a sword of light.

Next, a glimmer of light, full of swords and swords of the last sword of the sword, broke through the space, like a crescent moon, and turned to Ye Chenfeng.

Looking at the slashing swordsmanship from the sky, a vast sword is sprayed out in the body of Ye Chenfeng, running through the sky, the sword is like a river in the mountains and rivers, endless, endless.

"Swords are five days!"

At the last moment, Ye Chenfeng finally penetrated the five-day sword, and the most powerful sword was on the slashing mans.

Between the electric and the flint, the sword of the moon is smashed by the sword of the morning wind, and the powerful sword is smashed into the distance for a long time.

The sculpture of the double sword is broken. In the dark space, there is a door of space that is condensed by a lot of white light. When Ye Chenfeng crosses the door of this space, he finds himself in a huge stone temple.