Eight Desolate Sword God

"I am the opponent of your life and death test. According to your bone age, I will suppress the strength to the level of the first Beastmaster kingdom, and you only need to resist me when an attack is not dead."

"And, you can use any weapon when you are fighting." Sword Spirit slammed into the void and slowly walked to the face of Ye Chenfeng, without a trace of affection.

"Okay, let's get started."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and summoned the Jinpeng wing of refining into the body, preparing to use the Jinpeng wing, the amplitude speed to entangle the sword, and delay the time.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng’s voice just fell, and the sword of the six-foot-and-six-inch light sword in the hand of Jian Ling’s hand drawn a strange sword shadow, tearing the starry sky and smashing Ye Chenfeng at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

When the sword spirit attacked, Ye Chenfeng’s keen perception perceived the danger. He reacted in advance, and the Jinpeng wing behind it violently smashed a gust of wind and flew into the air, a thrilling flash. Avoiding a sword attack by Sword Spirit.

"巨阙天剑."

Ye Chenfeng slammed the Qiankun bag, and the giant sword that had just been acquired flew out of the Qiankun bag and was held in his hand.

At this time, Sword Spirit took out the second sword, and the swift swordsmanship was like a lightning bolt, and turned to Ye Chenfeng.

This sword, regardless of its speed, is beyond the first sword, completely locked in Ye Chenfeng, so that he has a feeling of nowhere to hide, can only defend.

"Swords are nine heavens, killing a sword instantly!"

Ye Chenfeng did not dare to display the ruling seven swords. He could only try to integrate the nine swords and more than 20 million pounds into the giant sword, and fully resist the second sword attack.

"Boom!"

The second sword of Sword Spirit, when hitting the giant sword, the power of the explosion directly smashed the nine-swords of the giant scorpion sword, and more than 200,000 jin, shocked the giant sword from Ye Chenfeng On the upper part, a lot of blood is shot in his arm.

If it is not for Ye Chenfeng to practice the six-pulse **** to the fourth realm, this sword is enough to blast the arm of Ye Chenfeng.

"It's too strong. This sword-spirited attack is too strong. If I am hit by him, it is estimated that I will lose my combat power in an instant." Ye Chenfeng said with a lingering fear that there is no way to go to the giant sword.

"Hey!"

Just between Ye Chenfeng’s wheezing, Jian Ling’s body sounded in the body, and the three sharp swordsmanships were like three streams of light. They continued to smash and sealed the Ye Chenfeng dodge space.

"Life Spirit, a hundred years of life burning."

Life hangs a line, Ye Chenfeng does not hesitate to burn a hundred and fifty years of life, a lot of life power is instantly filled in his body, infinitely enhance his strength, let him have a six-day beast in a short time Xian strength.

Strength has soared to the limit, but Ye Chenfeng’s own life is only 30 years old, but in order to survive the test of the sword, he has not taken care of it.

"Hey!"

The strength of the sky, the morning wind, the fast flashing Jinpeng wing, in a very short time, made several strange dodge in a row, avoiding the three swordsmanship of the sword spirit, and will fall on the starry sky The giant scorpion sword in the middle came back.

And while he is hiding from the sword, he is constantly deducing the attacking trajectory of Sword Spirit and trying to delay the time.

But the sword spirit attack is erratic, there is no track at all, so that Ye Chenfeng can not capture the attack trajectory.

"The speed is good, but I don't think it's enough to avoid my offensive."

Swordsman's jewel-like scorpion shot the brilliance of the scorpion, the light sword in his hand smashed, and a huge crack appeared in the starry sky, like the devil's mouth, extending to Ye Chenfeng at a very fast speed. .

"Swords are nine days!"

Ye Chenfeng knows that blindly evading nothing, he can only delay the time to the greatest extent by attacking as weak as possible.

"Hey!"

The swordsman filled with the nine-sword sword hit the sword shadow of the sword spirit, and there was no suspense broken, but the Jiujian sword still delayed the attack speed of a sword.

Ye Chenfeng seized this momentary delay, and Jinpeng’s wing violently flashed, turning into a golden shadow to avoid the attack.

The moment when Ye Chenfeng evaded, the sword spirit smashed the attack again. The light sword emptied a glimpse, dragging the half-month arc of several dozens of swordsmanship, just like the moon fell to the human world. Morning wind.

This sword broke out, and the whole space was in disorder, which greatly delayed the flight speed of Ye Chenfeng, giving him a feeling of nowhere to hide.

The last resort, Ye Chenfeng clenched his teeth, and put the strength of the nine-sword sword, more than 200,000 jin, and the power of Xuanhan Lingshui into the giant sword, maximizing the attack power of the giant sword.

"Instant Killing a Sword!"

Ye Chenfeng screamed and screamed, and the body merged with the giant scorpion sword, which turned into a very fine white sword shadow, like a meteor in the half moon sword.

"Rumble!"

A force that surpassed Ye Chenfeng's tolerance range broke out, and the strength was strong. It smashed the three forces that Ye Chenfeng blended, and the display of the instant killing sword.

A large number of swords broke into the body of Ye Chenfeng, and he smashed him a hundred meters away and fell into the starry sky.

Blood is uncontrollable in his body, and the terrible sword is ruining his body and rushing to the heart.

At this time, Ye Chenfeng has already smelled the breath of death.

In times of crisis, the chaotic goddess parasitic in the heart of Ye Chenfeng protects the heart and the layers of the roots resist the sword attack.

"Chaotic God Wood."

Amazing a cold sweat, Ye Chenfeng sighed with a sigh of relief. Just if it wasn’t for Chaos, the soul would be pierced, and if he was not dead, he would be abolished.

"Well, I didn't expect to use your strength to be able to resist me without a sword." Sword Ling looked at the blood, lying in the starry sky, the morning wind, slightly surprised.

But even if there is a chaotic **** wood guarding the heart, Ye Chenfeng is not sure to resist the sword spirit, an attack will not die, and at this time, the time has passed more than ten minutes.

"I want to see if you can resist my sword attack."

Sword spirit blinks in the eyes, and the whole body turns into a swift sword light. At a speed that exceeds the speed of light several times, a sword stabs Ye Chenfeng.

A sword stabbed out, and there was a strange whirlpool in the endless starry sky. The light of the entire starry sky seemed to be swallowed up and dark.

"Not good!"

Ye Chenfeng feels the closeness of death in the sword of Sword Ling, and he has no doubt that if he can't resist this sword, he will definitely die.

"Jinpeng blood, burning."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and burned the thin Jinpeng blood veins in the blood veins, inspiring Jinpeng's wings to the fastest speed, and quickly flew into the air, sneaking the sword and attacking this sword.

"Explosion!"

The moment when Ye Chenfeng evaded, the sword and the sword smashed into the void, and the powerful force tore the emptiness of a hundred meters long sword mark, set off an endless black storm, heavy bombardment Ye Chenfeng body.

"Jin Peng wings, body protection."

Feeling the terrible black storm, Ye Chenfeng quickly controlled the Jinpeng wing to protect him in front of him, resisting the black storm impact filled with destructive power.

Jinpeng’s wing defense is strong, but it can’t resist the black storm attack. The violent energy penetrates the Jinpeng wing and slams Ye Chenfeng’s body and swallows him in the black storm.