Eight Desolate Sword God

"Hey!"

The indefinitely invincible, dead demon night fork, was swept out by this sudden emergence of a sword, and the blood ran down the sword.

"You're okay!"

A sword smashed the reincarnation, and the vague shadow gradually became clear, revealing a handsome young face.

"Yue Yeming!"

Looking at the man who saved himself at the crucial time, Ye Chenfeng showed a hint of unexpected color. I did not expect that in this critical moment, Yue Yeming, who met with each other, would save himself.

"Thank you for helping me, I am fine!" Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and said with gratitude.

"You are healing, then the greedy person will hand it over to me!"

Speaking, Yue Yeming holds a six-foot-6-inch lightsaber, intertwined with the Jianguang light, attacking the dead magic nightshade.

"Looking for death!"

Death Nightshade did not expect that the key time when Yue Yeming rescued Ye Chenfeng, was furious, and the hand-wrapped magic sword greeted him.

"Hey!"

The two swords with the highest level of impact hit together, and the power of the explosion suddenly smashed the void.

Although the realm of Yue Yeming is lower than that of the Dead Night Yak, but a hard blow, Yue Yeming not only did not fall into the wind, but suppressed the attack of the Dead Night Yak.

"中品通天圣圣剑!"

The dead magic nightshade has widened his eyes and looked at the lightsaber in the hands of Yueye, and the hot colors in his eyes.

The Chinese goods are rarely seen in the world outside the virtual world, and the value is even more unimaginable.

"I didn't expect you to come from the virtual world, but it's a pity that you shouldn't provoke me!" The dead night nightshade revealed a fierce smile, revealing the final card he rarely used.

"Floating beads, strength amplitude!"

The dead demon nightshade roared, blending the beads of a lower-class sacred ritual in the body, and instantly crossed the first level, reaching the level of the devil under the shoulder.

"Hey, I want to kill me in a demon world, you are too naive!"

Yue Yeming sneered a sneak peek and used a card to unblock a powerful force in the body.

Between the blink of an eye, the strength of Yue Yeming climbed, and instantly crossed the six-star main limit, and also reached the level of Taoism.

Across the Taoist realm, the strength of Yue Yeming’s body is still skyrocketing, and finally stays at the peak of a star road, which is several times more horrible than the strength of the Dead Night Yak.

"This, what is this card!"

Death Nightshade did not expect that Yue Yeming’s card was worse than himself, and for the first time in his heart, there was a slight uneasiness.

"If you can stop me ten strokes, I will spare you a life!"

Yue Yeming is a long-distance dance, and the British is so aggressive. He is like Jinpeng’s shouting, with a fearless and invincible sword, attacking the dead night Yak.

"Black Tower, suppressing the world!"

Yue Yeming attacked, and the dead magic nightshade immediately controlled the black tower of the lower class of the heavenly instrument to suppress one side of the world, suppressing to Yue Yeming, wanting to delay his speed and reduce his attack.

"Broken!"

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A sword smashes the black tower, and the terrible rushing swordsmanship, such as the mercury and diarrhea, generally falls down, and slams into the dead demon night fork, which allows him to defend his hand with the magic sword.

Devil Nightingale relies on powerful strength, and when he is stunned by Yue Yeming’s fallen sword, he has a flower, and a lightning-like swordman suddenly closes, so that he has no time to think about it, and he has no time to dodge. You can only hold the magic sword to defend your defense.

"Boom!"

The second sword smashed by Yue Yeming is on the sword of the dead magic night fork on the chest. The horrible swordsman constantly attacks his body and smashes his defense through the sword. Relining his shackles.

"Dimension!"

Don't wait for the dead magic nightshade to have a breather, Yue Yeming launched the third move, the space trembled, a half moonlight from the outside world broke through the space crack, dragging the power of terrible space, Beyond the speed of several times the speed of light, he slammed into the dead night Yak, and threw him from the air to the ground.

"Hey, the terrible strength, who the young man is, the dead magic night fork is not his opponent!"

"He is the one who sells the space of the old woods. I really didn't think that with his age, even this kind of combat power, if I didn't guess wrong, he should come from the virtual world!"

"He must have come from the virtual world, and only where can he be born with such a brilliant genius!"

Seeing the scene of the moon and the moon, and the crowd of the dead, the people onlookers were deeply shocked by the strength of Yue Yeming, and even Ye Chenfeng was amazed at his strength.

"Why do I see him so familiar?"

Looking at the big hair goddess Yue Yeming, Ye Chenfeng’s heart has produced a strange look. An inexplicable feeling seems to tell himself that he should know Yue Yeming.

"Fourth trick!"

Yue Ye Ming slammed a bang, and the virtual light flashed under his feet. He held the Chinese sword through the gods and continued to attack the dead magic night fork.

Under the sword, Yue Yeming’s strange disappearance disappeared into the void, and at the moment he disappeared, there was an invincible Jianshan under the silent void, tearing the void, with the power of destruction, screaming and struggling. The dead magic night fork of the hole.

"Boom!"

The inevitable dead demon night fork hardly regrets the sacred mountain of Jianye, and is once again flying by Yue Yeming, falling heavily to the ground.

A large amount of blood flowed through the cracks of the semi-passing sacred warrior, and he was dyed into a blood man.

"The nuclear burning!"

After being seriously injured, the Dead Night Yak did not give in. He clenched his teeth and burned the source of strength. He forced the body to be in a position to stop the injury and exert the strongest killings he had mastered and attacked Yue Yeming.

But the strength of Yue Yeming is several times stronger than that of his, and the power of the Chinese goods is too amazing. The big killings he used can't turn the situation, and he was opened by Yue Yeming. The swordsman Yu Wei once again squatted on his body, and opened the half-day sacred war suit he wore, leaving a deep blood mark on his chest.

"Yacha, it seems that you can't resist my ten strokes!" Yue Yeming looked at the deadly devil, and the fighting power was greatly reduced. "Well, let me send you a yellow spring."

"Feathering the sword!"

Yue Yeming's entire body disappeared again.

The next moment, the chaotic void suddenly splits and there is a strange gap.

Invincible swordsmanship swallowed out in the space gap, as if to destroy the heavens and the earth, instantly swallowed the horror of screaming and defensive.

"Boom!"

The moment when the feathered swords fell, the ground in the square circle collapsed, and the terrible power collapsed everything, leaving a deep pit outside the city.

The strength of the dead demon night fork, which is comparable to the one-star demon, has long since vanished and died under this sword.

"Terror, the power of this sword is too horrible. What is the origin of Ye Ming in this month, even with such a terrible sword!"

Understanding the destructive power of Yue Yeming, Ye Chenfeng was deeply shocked by the earthquake. Don't say that the dead magic night fork, he feels that the magic candle is wounded, it is not necessarily able to resist this sword attack.

"It’s too precious for the dead wood. It’s a bit unfair to you with the space **** wood branch. This night fork will be given to you as a compensation!”

Strongly killing the magic night fork, Yue Yeming did not take away the treasure of the Yaksha, and gave him to Ye Chenfeng.

"Thank you, Lord Daen, Ye Chenfeng will definitely repay in the coming days!"

Ye Chenfeng did not have a politeness with Yue Yeming, and he suppressed the serious injury and flew over, and took away all the relics left by the Dead Night Yak.

"Ye Xiong is very polite, we will have a period later!"

After finishing, Yue Yeming's body flashed slightly, turning into a sky-shaking sword, disappearing into the chaos of the void.