Eight Desolate Sword God

"Morning wind..."

Seeing the scene where Ye Chenfeng was thrown to the ground by the Emperor, the heart of the summer butterfly and other people suddenly hung up.

The power of the Emperor is out of their imagination. They have a feeling that Ye Chenfeng may not be an emperor's opponent.

"Well, the identity token is not broken!"

The emperor looked at the corner of his mouth and bleeds. Ye Chenfeng, who flew out of the pit, accidentally suffered a full blow from his own playing card. Ye Chenfeng was only slightly injured.

"I will see if you can resist me!"

The next moment, Emperor Wutian hand-held Fang Tianhuai, carrying a terrifying momentum, continued to fierce attack on Ye Chenfeng, it is necessary to defeat him and get his points.

"God Blood Beads, Mixed Pearls, Fusion!"

The power and power of the Emperor is not imagined. Ye Chenfeng dare not hide again. Decisively integrates two great treasures, stimulating his own potential, and instantly boosting his own strength to the realm of one star.

"I didn't expect you to have these cards!"

Feeling the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s strength, the Emperor’s body has a stronger sense of war. He holds Fang Tian’s paintings and attacks with all his strength. One wave is higher than the wave of the offensive, and continues to suppress Ye Chenfeng, forcing him. The defeat of the festival.

"How can this powerful power be so powerful!"

The Emperor's power was completely crushed, and Ye Chenfeng showed a strong stunned color. He did not expect to use his own cards, but he still couldn't resist the fierce attack.

"Chaotic Promise!"

The offensive retreats, Ye Chenfeng takes a deep breath and pushes the four heavenly road maps to the extreme. Chaos Shenmu virtual shadows emerges from his body, blending powerful chaos with hard power and imperialism. attack.

"Boom!"

The attack of the two men collided again. Ye Chenfeng and Emperor Wushen were shaken back hundreds of meters at the same time, and a blood flowed out again from Ye Chenfeng’s mouth.

The Emperor has no smoldering blood in the body, and when he continues to attack the Ye Chenfeng, the whole space suddenly changes, and the singularity of the stream is turned into a rushing light river. The emperor is heavenless.

"Hmm...reverse!"

The Emperor is fiercely waving the square painting, smashing the light river that came from the line, looking at Ye Chenfeng, and seeing a black martial suit, the whole body enveloped the light of the Tao. woman.

And her side, followed by a man with a foot on the sword, the extraordinary man.

"Ling Yuxin, Yue Yeming, you have to lick this drowning!"

Looking at the sudden appearance of the two, the Emperor's brows were tightly screwed together.

Although he is not afraid of Ling Yuxin who is a god-level master, he is scrupulous about the unforgettable Moon Ye Ming.

A few years ago, he met with Yue Yeming, and fought for a few days in the sacred battlefield, and finally divided the autumn.

Although he did not use the cards at the time, he knew that Yue Yeming also had reservations. If the fight was finally made, no one knows who the deer died.

"Yes, Ye brother is our friend!" Yue Yeming nodded and said: "If you want to find Ye brother trouble, first defeat me."

"Yue Yeming, you really thought I was afraid of you!"

The emperor is stunned by a pair of tiger eyes, glaring at the unruly moon Ye Ming, said with anger.

"I am afraid that I will not be afraid of a battle!"

Although the power of the Emperor is terrible, Yue Yeming is not afraid of him, saying nothing.

"No brother, the sacred scene of the war will soon be closed. If the brothers really want to compete with us, it is better to wait for the finals, so that the battle will be happy!"

There was a touch of the war, and Ling Yu’s heart showed a fascinating smile, whispered.

"Well, you better pray that the final will not touch me, otherwise I can't spare you!"

The Emperor had a glance at Yue Yeming and Ling Yuxin. He hesitated and didn’t take another shot, leaving a **** and turned away.

"Two, thank you!"

Teaching to the power of the Emperor, Ye Chenfeng feels that the gap between himself and him is still very large, unless he does not hesitate to pay the price of life, only to defeat his hope.

"Ye Xiong is very polite!" Yue Yeming reveals a faint smile: "I don't know how many points Ye Ye has accumulated."

"My luck is not bad, I have accumulated 130,000!" Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

"Thirty thousand!"

Yue Yeming, Ling Yuxin reveals a touch of unexpected color.

There are more than 500,000 talented disciples in the Holy Wars, and the 130,000 points are enough to ensure that Ye Chenfeng won the first place in the first round of the Wushu Games.

"Ye brother, I don't know who you have defeated, and you have accumulated so many points!" Yue Yeming asked curiously.

"I defeated the ghosts of the Emperor, the black knives and the sky can not wait for people!" Ye Chenfeng did not conceal, frankly said.

"The strength of Ye Xiong really surprised me, even the black knives and the sky can not be defeated in your hands!"

Know that black knives, the sky can not all have the strength to rush into the top eight, and the ghosts are also the top ten powerful competitors, and now they all lost to Ye Chenfeng, which makes Yue Yeming The two were surprised by the amazing strength of the morning breeze.

"Let's go, let's change the place to wait for the rabbit, wait for the holy battle to close!"

After bidding farewell to Yue Yeming, Ye Chenfeng left the devastating mountain forest with a summer butterfly and other people, changed a place, and continued to summon the chaotic **** wood to attract the enemy.

The attraction of Chaos Shenmu is too great. During the period when Ye Chenfeng was waiting for the rabbit, he still attracted more than ten outstanding masters.

And their fate is exactly the same, all of them are hit hard by Ye Chenfeng and others, and the points are divided by the invincible four.

Time passes by, and there are fewer and fewer people in the Holy War, and the rankings are constantly changing.

The name of Ye Chenfeng, like a brand-name, was imprinted in the first place in the battle list, causing many concerns.

"I didn't expect that a hundred black horses would have killed a dark horse in this battle, and they pressed against the sky, and they were the best in the battlefield!"

"Yeah, even the black knife, the sky can not be lost to him, this Ye Chenfeng's strength is too terrible!"

"Hey, the preliminary game, I guess that in the finals, he is not so beautiful!"

"Yes, offending so many people, he can't live to end the finals!"

Many people are amazed at the results of Ye Chenfeng, but more people are not optimistic about him, and others feel that Ye Chenfeng will die.

When Ye Chenfeng’s five people waited for the rabbit, and killed three outstanding geniuses of the various ethnic groups, when they got a lot of points, the bells that rang through the closed eyes suddenly sounded and alerted the holy world. The only remaining genius of the genius.

"The tenth preliminaries are finally over!"

Listening to the bells that echoed in the ear, the geniuses of the various families who survived finally sighed with relief and revealed a deep surprise.

Although their points are high or low, they can stay at the end, their rankings will not be very low, and they can't help but feel excited about the rewards of the Holy War.

"The Battle of the World Wars is over, now rewards by rank!"

A thick voice spread throughout the corners of the sacred world, and the light of the road shrouded Ye Chenfeng and others.

The next moment, everyone disappeared into the holy world of war and appeared in a mysterious space full of energy.

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