Eight Desolate Sword God

Tianjian Mountain, the second peak of the sword field, the height is second only to the Shenjian Peak where the Temple of the Sword is located, such as an invincible Excalibur, inserted in the northeast of the sword field.

Because Tianjian Mountain is too high, the mountainside is not in the clouds, and the Tianjian Mountain is covered with snow and ice for many years. Those who do not have certain strength can not set foot on the mountain.

", the mountain in front is Tianjianshan!"

Breaking the day pointed at the front, most of the mountain peaks did not enter the cloud, can not see the real Tianjianshan, whispered.

"A strong sword!"

Looking at Tianjian Mountain, which is getting closer and closer, Ye Chenfeng feels a strong sword in Tianjian Mountain. He has a feeling that the sword in Tianjian Mountain is completely released. I am afraid that it will be instantly Kill a number of ancestors.

"Let's go, Tianjianshan is my sword mountain, in order to show respect for the mountain, everyone must climb from the foot of the mountain."

The day of the war, the warship was parked at the foot of the sword, and Ye Chenfeng and others followed an ancient stone road to prepare for the summit.

At this moment, another huge warship appeared. Looking at the high-hanging battle flag on the battleship, the questioning day recognized that this warship was a battleship of the mixed sword.

The original overall strength of the mixed Yuan Jianzong is equivalent to that of the broken mountain swords. However, after the broken sword was bombarded by the original road tires, the strength of the broken mountain swordsmanship is not as good as that of the mixed yuan swords.

"Hey, isn't this a question for the Lord? It's very early!"

A yin and yang voice suddenly sounded on the battleship, wearing a black robes, and a mixed-minded lord with a sword on the back carrying more than a dozen mixed swords masters and leaping into the warship.

"Hey, ask the Lord of Heaven, how can you only lead the team, the old swordsman, why didn't he come!"

When I was in the middle of the day, I didn’t want to pay attention to the lord of the mixed yuan. When Ye Chenfeng and others left, he continued to say nothing.

When I heard the murderer’s slashing sword, I asked the eye-horn horns to jump wildly, and my heart was raging.

He knows that the mixed-age lord must know the news of the death of the sword, and he absolutely deliberately humiliated himself.

"The mixed lord, don't you know that the sword is dead?"

Breaking the day and forcing the anger of the heart, when preparing to leave, a low voice sounded in the Tianjian Mountain.

"澹台罚!"

When I heard this voice, I immediately discerned the questioning day. This voice is my old rival, and the head of the Taiwanese family was sent out.

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, don't bother them!" Looking at the face of the blue-green, the forehead bursting on the forehead of the blue veins, Ye Chenfeng patted his shoulder gently: "The dog bites, people can't bite Dogs, and dogs that really bite, don’t scream.”

"Haha, Ye said that it is true, a group of wild dogs!" Hearing Ye Chenfeng's sharp counterattack, he asked the day to laugh.

"Yeah!"

The mixed lord did not expect Ye Chenfeng to be so courageous. In public, he was a dog, his face sank, and his eyes turned to Ye Chenfeng’s eyes became full of killing.

"When you break the day, your master is killed. Your broken mountain swordsman is no longer qualified to compete for the sword palace. How far is it to go, don't lose sight of it!"

"I don't have the qualification to break the mountain swords, so you don't have to worry about it!" The question is cold and screaming: "You still think about the mixed swords."

"Let's go!"

When I finished, I didn’t pay any attention to the mixed-age lords and others, and took a group of people who had a fascinating sense of ecstasy, and step by step to Tianjianshan, which is tens of thousands of meters high. Let's go.

"When you break the day, you better pray not to run into my mixed swords, otherwise I will let you pay the price of blood!"

The head of the mixed-age singer looked at Ye Chenfeng and the back of the day, and sweared in his heart.

"Years are enshrined. Do you think that the mixed swords and the Fujianese family are behind the scenes?" The gloomy face of the face was tightly clenched with fists, and the cold voice.

"I still can't see it now, but in the case of the broken mountain swords being blocked, the old lord's death is still passed out, and there is still a spy in the broken mountain swords!" Ye Chenfeng is evenly The pace, the voice responded.

On the way to the boarding, he controlled the speeding of the brain, and silently realized the sword in Tianjianshan, deepening his understanding of the kendo.

"I did not expect that the Broken Mountain Swordsman was washed by my blood, and there are still traitors!" The face was ugly and said: "It seems that the major forces have already plotted against me."

Tianjian Mountain is tens of thousands of meters high. The mountain road is built around the mountain. It takes a long time to climb to the top. As the distance increases, Ye Chenfeng feels a strong sword through heavy clouds. Under the spurt of the rush, the power of the status of power can not be under the pressure of this horrible sword, boarded the Tianjian Mountain.

"Hey!"

Walking and walking, a piercing sound broke into the ears of Ye Chenfeng’s people. Following the source of the sound, they saw a white robe, and the whole person looked like a sling. The sword, the man who gave the extremely dangerous feeling, walked on the steep mountain wall and rushed to the Tianjian Mountain at a very fast speed.

"Zhentianxing, the first day of Zhentian Jianzong, I did not expect him to break through to the realm of one star Tao!"

Feeling the strong swordsmanship in the body of the white man, the face of the face changed slightly, revealing a dignified color.

And Ye Chenfeng glanced at the shocking sky, and he lost interest in him. Although he did not practice for more than 5,000 years, he broke into the realm of the one-star ancestral realm, and the strength was able to crush the whole mountain. Jianzong, but not in front of Ye Chenfeng.

With Ye Chenfeng’s current strength, he can be killed by a single punch.

"This earthquake sword should be our biggest enemy." Elder Huo said with a low voice.

"The area is a star-stranded ancestor, not afraid, we will continue to board it!" Ye Chenfeng said in an understatement, continue to walk evenly and follow the Panshan Road to Tianjian Mountain.

Don't go for a long time, Ye Chenfeng and his party felt a strong breath. Through the slowly moving clouds, Ye Chenfeng and his party faintly saw one, and they radiated five colors of Xiaguang. The posture is very fast in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Dry ice pose, dry house princess, I did not expect her to break through to the realm of one star Tao!"

Looking at the figure that disappeared in front of him, he asked the sky to be hit hard. He never thought that so many realms of the younger generation would surpass him.

"Does he really have the ability to turn the tide?"

After the day of the question, I looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was not affected by the slightest wind, and pinned all hopes on him.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng and his party climbed rapidly after several hours, and gradually approached the temperature drop, and the Tianjian Mountain, which was covered with large snowflakes, suddenly felt a slight shake in the snow-covered mountain.

An extremely strong body, dressed in animal skin, with reddish-brown muscles, a black long hair casually scattered on the shoulders, giving a man who is unrestrained and feeling the footsteps of Tianjianshan’s hard mountain wall .

"澹台雄, how could it be him, is he not dead?"

Looking at the skinned man, the eyes of the day were rounded, and the shocked scorpion seemed to see the ghost.

When I heard the scream of the day, the gray scorpion of the singer and the scorpion shot a ray of light. He glanced at the stunned day and revealed a white tooth.

"Jumping clown!"

When finished, Yan Taixiong no longer cares about breaking the day and waiting for someone, like a violent bear, continuing to smash the mountain wall and came to the Tianjian Mountain.

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, why do other strength families have ancestral masters, but you have not broken the swords!" Ye Chenfeng glanced at the convergence of the martial arts, said faintly.

"Oh, bad luck, bad luck!"

After the questioning day, I sighed a little, not much, but from his expression, I still saw the story of the broken mountain sword.

But Ye Chenfeng didn't ask much. He continued to walk on the steps covered by snow. He climbed a few dozen feet high and floated with snowflakes, and it was like a snow-capped world.