Eight Desolate Sword God

"Well, someone in front!"

Under the sensation of the brain, the summoned sword wings, the eager flight of Ye Chenfeng, in front of the three four-star magic main realm.

At this time, they are holding a powerful magic soldier, besieging a woman who is covered in blood, holding a pair of phoenix long knife and strong legs.

"Little beauty, don't make unnecessary struggles! But if you can make our three brothers comfortable, maybe we are in a good mood, we can not eliminate you."

A man wearing a black robes with a distinct scar on his eyes and a pair of light wheels at his feet showed a sly smile and looked at the **** body of the woman.

"Hugh!"

The woman bit her lip and endured the humiliation in her heart, constantly deducing the Tao and doing the final fight.

Never, she is outnumbered, the injury is getting heavier and heavier, and it can't resist the attack of the three demons.

When her heart was unwilling to blew her identity token, suddenly, she cut through the sky, cracked the heavens and the earth, and the unimaginable sword light flew, and turned to the three four-star magic masters. .

This sword is too fast, so fast that the desperate woman has a dazzling, unreal feeling.

The next moment, two painful screams sounded.

Two unsuccessful four-star demon masters can annihilate in this extremely swordsman, and the tokens on them are exploding.

The last four-star demon master, although he escaped, but he was injured by the terrible Jianwei, and fell heavily on the ground.

"What, who!"

The four-star demon Lord is struggling to get up when he is carrying a **** body.

At this time, an incomparably huge footprint descended from the sky, with the power of billions of scorpions, slammed on his body, smashed his identity token, and almost stepped him into a meat sauce.

"More than 12,000 people, I don't know how many times this score can be ranked!"

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the number of people on the identity token and muttered to himself. Under the grateful eyes of the woman, he flew away to find the next target.

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"Less Lord, you are too powerful, even a stroke to kill the five-star Taoist power of the Terran, if you follow this situation, the young master will be able to kill the top ten, and raise my ghosts."

Two gangsters dressed in black robes, with a thin body but a big head, looked at the black man in front of him, who was tall and straight, and the six-star ghost was in the realm of the realm.

"The top ten are not my goals, my goal is the top eight!"

The black man’s eyes sparkled with incomparably strong ambitions, and he said lowly.

"The tone is not small, but unfortunately the top eight are destined to miss you!"

The black man’s voice just fell, and a domineering voice rang in the bushes in the distance.

Ye Chenfeng squats with a giant sword of three feet long and walks step by step with heavy steps.

"Looking for death!"

The two ghosts were able to face their faces with a tacit understanding, and attacked Ye Chenfeng.

When they were close to Ye Chenfeng, they opened their mouths. Two of the most powerful and powerful spirits of the Holy Spirit flew out of their mouths, and they slammed them to Ye Chenfeng.

"Heavenly Soul, Break!"

Into the vain word for more than a hundred years, Ye Chenfeng has a new understanding of Kendo, which enhances the power of the heavenly sword spirit.

In the twinkling of an eye, two powerful swordsmen broke through the heavenly swordsmanship, and the mighty underarms directly blew the two best real spirits, and the two superstars who could not hide. The power of the realm was smashed by the prestige of the heavenly swordsman, and the identity token was ruined.

"The heavenly sword soul, you are the one who killed my brother, I have been looking for you for a long time!"

Looking at the heavenly swordsmanship suspended in the top of Ye Chenfeng, the black man’s eyes became gloomy, and he said.

And he is the first genius of the ghost family, threatening to get rid of Ye Chenfeng, the ghost of the Shaofeng.

"Want to take revenge for your brother? I am afraid that your strength is too far!"

Breakthrough to the main realm of the five-star road, Ye Chenfeng's combat power has increased more than a hundred times than when he first entered the sacred world. It is not the ghost of the six-star ghosts.

"Yes? Let me teach you the true skills!"

Ghost Shaodi has blind self-confidence on his own strength. He sneered, and a strong breath dissipated in his body, turning into a sly gimmick, and the chilling devil screamed and attacked the leaves. Morning wind.

"Do not cast such attacks, so as not to lose sight!"

Ye Chenfeng stood alone and stood up, looking at the screaming hoe, and gently pointed out a finger, pointing to the ghostly gimmick.

"Hey!"

After being attacked by Ye Chenfeng, the scorpion of the evolution of Ghosts and Emperors trembled a bit, and a large number of cracks spread on the surface of the **** and eventually broke.

"It's a bit of a skill, but if you want to beat me, it's too far!"

The ghost of the Emperor of the Ghosts has shrunk, and there is a rifle in the hand that is inlaid with a **** and reaches the level of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred dragon.

"The blood of Hongmeng, burning!"

Ye Chenfeng's pupils shrink, Hong Meng blood burns, and instantly boosts his own strength to the main realm of the six-star road, increasing the power by three times, and waving the giant sword to meet.

"Hey!"

The rifle and the giant sword collide together. The power of 20 billion jins bursts in the giant sword. The thorns are bent and the horrible force shakes the ghosts and the arm of the emperor constantly trembles. Blood marks cracked on the surface of his skin.

"Great power!"

Ghost Shaodi's face changed slightly. I didn't expect Ye Chenfeng's power to be so amazing. He resolutely took back the rifle and attacked him with a fierce killing.

"Dimension!"

Ye Chenfeng swung his right arm, and the space of the head of Ghost Shaodi suddenly broke open. The meniscus of a half-moon shape descended from the sky, and he took him with a terrible space force, letting him attack the Ye Chenfeng with all his might.

Ghosts and Emperors rely on absolute power to break through the Dimension, and the four heavenly road maps emerged from the body of Ye Chenfeng, which evolved into the Cangwu Avenue.

"Cangjie Avenue!"

Ye Chenfeng ran the sky to the extreme, and blasted out the four avenues of the evolution of the heavenly roads, such as a long river that rushed, and smashed to the ghostly emperor.

Cangwu Avenue hits, and the ghostly emperor immediately promotes his own strength to the extreme, constantly exerting his fierce killings to resist.

Now, his strength is far from Ye Chenfeng. His continuous killings were smashed by the Cangwu Avenue, and they could not resist the deadly attack on Cangwu Avenue.

Looking at the Cangwu Avenue bombardment on the body of the ghostly Emperor, he had to use the last card to summon the ghosts of the ghost towns, and blocked them in front of them, resisting the fatal blow of Cangwu Avenue.

"The next product is the treasure of the sky, I did not expect you to have these treasures!"

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the tens of thousands of ghosts that solved the attack on the Cangwu Avenue. Not only did his face show a hint of fear, but it revealed a very powerful war.

"It's over, give me to die!"

Seeing the horror of Ye Chenfeng, the ghosts and the emperor, despite the physical damage, continuously sprayed dozens of blood into the ghost map, awakening the spirit of the ghost map, and stimulating the strongest power of the ghost map. Turned into a black sky, directly trapped the lonely and arrogant Ye Chenfeng into the ghost map.