Eight Desolate Sword God

"Morning wind, don't worry about me, leave here quickly, or you will die."

Fu Youyue knows that in order to kill Ye Chenfeng, he has laid down the nets of the sky and saw the presence of the celestial valley, and suddenly he was anxious and shouted.

"I said, we must go with us." Ye Chen said with a sigh of relief, there is no panic in the face of loneliness.

"A big tone, I will see how you can take her away."

The eyes of the celestial valley and other people shot a thick murderous machine, and the eye-catching soul reflected their bodies, ready to kill Ye Chenfeng together.

"Uncle Shi, please ask the elderly to take the shot."

Feeling the killing sentiment in the celestial valley and other people, Ye Chenfeng did not force breakout, but shouted in the dark.

The next moment, an unbeatable sword mans pierced the dark night sky, and a sword tore a huge gap in the horrible fire.

When wearing a lacquered black robes, Sword Spirit, who exudes a strong sword, stepped on the intrinsic pace and stepped into the fire.

"Shi Shu, this Ye Chenfeng has a teacher uncle."

Swordsman is no different from real people. He feels the fierce killings that are emitted from him. You have a feeling of being stared at by Warcraft, and he is scared.

"Give it to me here, let's go first."

Sword spirits under the control of Ye Chenfeng’s mind, spit out people’s words, and overbearingly said.

"Fire Array, Fire Meteor."

Feeling the threat of Sword Spirit, Sky Valley immediately melted the soul into the fire, controlled the fires over the fire, and condensed a large fireball burning with hot flames, like a meteor shower. To the sword spirit.

After being attacked by the fire, the swordsman who stood alone in the field did not dodge, letting a powerful fireball attack his body and be shattered by his own body.

"What? How is this possible, how can a person's body be so terrible?"

Looking at the bathing in the sea of ​​fire, the self-consciousness, the swordsman who did not suffer a trace of damage, the heart of the celestial valley and other people trembled.

"Are you attacking enough?"

Swordsman’s eyes are more glaring than the stars, and an unmatchable swordsman traverses, tearing the falling fireballs, and a sword slams into the celestial valley.

"Flash."

Seeing the power of the sword and the sword, the celestial valley and so on scared the three souls without two souls, rushed to evade the rush, and the wolf's dodge attacked the sword.

"Swordsman, quick fix, kill them all."

The energy is limited, and Ye Chenfeng immediately ordered the speed killing to the sword, and he himself broke through with the soul wounded Fu Youyue.

"The fire is bursting."

Seeing the horror of the sword spirit, the sacred valley, the sword and other four lobby owners and the 18-year-old Tianzong elders quickly laid a burst of fire, gathering the power of everyone to condense a burning lion with a flaming flame , roaring and screaming at the sword.

"Hey!"

The flame lion rushed, and the sword slammed his arm violently, and a sharp sword smack was shot from a large number of energy-condensed lightsabers. A sword opened the body of the flame lion and smashed. The sky and the valley of the fire.

"Boom!"

The fire burst was opened by a sword and a sword. The powerful sword shook the population of the sky and the other people to vomit blood, and the blood tumbling, and the fire was almost broken.

When the sword and the sword were torn apart, Ye Chenfeng held Fu Youyue and appeared on the edge of the stone courtyard.

"Total swords, broken!"

The full sword spurts out the body of the morning wind, condenses into a sharp lightsaber, and a sword hits the weak point of the fire, tearing a huge gap.

But when Ye Chenfeng clung to Fu Jingyue’s delicate body and appeared outside the stone courtyard, his keen sense suddenly felt dangerous. The whole body’s hair was straight up, and he didn’t even think about it. Instantly condenses nine speed residuals, increases the speed, and evades in a very short time.

And at the moment he evaded, the two hot red clouds reflected the dark night sky, and at a speed that exceeded the speed of light, bombarded Ye Chenfeng, and blasted a large hole in his position.

"Secondary Xuan beast master!"

Looking at the faint yellow light that appeared in the night, Ye Chenfeng’s pupil immediately shrank into the most dangerous pinhole, and his face showed a dignified color.

"The reaction is not slow, you can dodge my attack."

When wearing a red robes, the body is tall and straight, and the body of the fire that exudes a hot breath is stepping on the heavy steps, step by step, and said lowly.

Although Huo Ling’s stepper is very slow, every time he takes a step, his momentum will increase by one point. The terrible momentum constantly oppresses Ye Chenfeng’s body.

"Swords, broken!"

The imposing manner of the release of the fire spirit, the pressure of Ye Chenfeng's sword broke out, such as a sword, smashed the momentum released by the fire spirit, relieved the pressure on the body.

"Successful swords."

I personally experienced the full-fledged swords that came out of Ye Chenfeng's body. The fire spirits were shriveled and slightly stunned: "Ye Chenfeng, at the age of less than 20 years old, mastered the perfect sword. These talented old men are really unheard of. Like a genius like you, the old man really doesn't want to ruin you."

"This way, the old man is the master, as long as you let the old man put a mark on your soul, the old man will spare you a life, and accept you as a close disciple."

"I want to accept me as a disciple, I am afraid that there is no such qualification." Ye Chenfeng snorted and said disdainfully.

Ye Chenfeng knows that Huo Ling’s master is not looking at his talents, but he has taken a fancy to his own big opportunities and wants to control himself and plunder his own chances.

"Well, the old man will let you know if I have this qualification."

There was a strong killing in the eyes of the fire spirit, and a red-footed ruler appeared on his hand, carrying a hot hurricane and attacking Ye Chenfeng.

"Fu Shijie, take care of yourself."

Feeling that the breath released by the fire spirit completely locked himself, and avoiding the inevitable Ye Chenfeng immediately abandoned Fu Youyue in his arms, holding a giant sword that weighed 10,000 pounds, and resisted.

"Successful swordsmanship, 200,000 jin, broke out."

Face in the face of the fire spirit, Ye Chenfeng immediately raised his strength to the peak, the blood dragon emerged his body, the sky shouted, the terrible breath made people fear.

"Boom!"

The two heavy soldiers collided together and stirred up the glaring fire. The powerful collision force was like a raging river, scattered around, and the air violently fluctuated.

"Hey!"

There is a blow to the fire, and Ye Chenfeng feels that a violent force has poured into the body, shaking his heavy impact on the falling fire behind him. A lot of blood is sprayed in his mouth. come out.

"Heaven, your hand is a heavenly device."

One hit hits the morning breeze, and the eyes of the fire spirit are on the giant sword.

The treasure of this level like the heavenly instrument has not appeared in Beixue County for thousands of years. Looking at the giant sword in the hands of Ye Chenfeng, the eyes of the fire spirit are getting brighter and brighter.

"Morning wind, you are fine."

Fu Youyue saw that Ye Chenfeng was injured, and his heart was tight. He rushed over and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Ye Chenfeng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath, suppressed the body injury, and said.

There is a hard blow to the fire, and Ye Chenfeng realizes the huge strength gap between himself and him. If it is not a perfect sword, the giant sword will solve most of the attacks on the sky, just one hit, and he will Will be hit hard by the fire spirit.

But Chen Chenfeng is not flustered. He still has no cards to use. Once he uses it, he has the confidence to defeat the fire spirit and take Fu Youyue to leave here.