Eight Desolate Sword God

"Next!"

Strongly defeated Yuan Zuo, Xuan Xia looked at the mixed-aged lord and other people, and he said overbearingly.

"One star ancestral realm, how can this strength of Xuanjian Dongtian be so strong, just send a little girl, is a star ancestor!"

Understanding the strength of Xuan Xia, the heart of the day was hit hard. The realm of Daozu was the goal he pursued throughout his life, but he was unable to cross the last step. He could not imagine how Xuan Xia broke through to a star. Realm.

"The Xuan Xia is not only a master of the star ancestor, the sword in her hand is still a semi-ancestor!" What kind of sinister Ye Chenfeng's eyes look at, the glance of Xuan Xia's illusion and the level of his sword in his hand.

"Hey, it seems that my ruined swordsman has won a battle for the sword palace. There is no hope!" The deep sigh of the questioning, said desperately.

"Not necessarily!"

Ye Chenfeng shook his head.

However, I saw the strength of Xuan Xia. The people of the Shashan Swordsman have no one to look at Ye Chenfeng. In their view, Xuan Xia can sweep them, not to mention that there are still three people who have not played in Xuanjian Dongtian. The strength of the three of them is probably stronger.

"I am coming!"

The mixed lord took a deep breath and held the mixed yuan sword sect of the town of Zongzhi. The singular sword of the best sacred sacred sect appeared on the bronze martial arts platform.

The strength of the mixed-class lord is slightly stronger than that of Yuanzuo, but it is strong and limited. It only resists the four tricks of Xuanxia, ​​and he has been attacked by the savage sniper and flew out of the fighting platform and lost the game.

"I mixed Yuan Jianzong, admit defeat!"

The two strongest players have been defeated by Xuan Xia, and she has almost no consumption. In desperation, her face is pale and there is no humiliation of the murder of the mixed-age lord.

"Come to us!"

After Xuanjian Dongtian and the mixed Yuan Jianzong, it was the turn of the Shaoshan Jianzong and the Fujian and Taiwan families.

"Break the day, even if I can't laugh at the end of the Taiwanese family, I will definitely step on your feet!" Yantai sternly looked at the sorrowful eyes and waited for people, coldly silently in his heart.

"Father, let me go first!"

Wearing a black martial arts uniform, the hot body outlines the bumps, the white face is covered with pockmarks, and there is a clear scar on the corner of the eye, which destroys the beauty of the whole face and the collapse of the six-star road. Ying said with high morale.

"Good!" Yantai nodded and said: "Don't be merciful. The battle for the sword palace does not evade killing. It is best to kill them."

"Do not worry, father, I know what to do!"

澹台颖 nodded, the slender legs were slightly exerted, and a beautiful arc was drawn in midair, falling to the center of the fighting platform.

"Elder Huo, who are you ready to go first!"

Break the day to see the Fujian-Taiwan family's strength in the Fujian-Taiwan family ranked third, Yan Taiying, turned to look at the face of the dignified Huo Da elders and others.

Although the strength of the elders of Huo Da is not bad, but it does not have the confidence to win over Tai Taiying, and he knows that this battle is extremely fierce with the grievances between the Fujian and Taiwan families and the broken mountain swords.

"Give it to me!"

Ye Chenfeng gently took a step and appeared on the battle platform in an instant, appearing in the hot, but fierce face of the opposite.

"Yeah!"

Looking at the hands and shoulders, the body is straight and straight, and Chen Taifeng’s brow can’t help but wrinkle.

A quiet look at Ye Chenfeng, Yan Taiying feels like he is a mist, unpredictable, can not see the real thing, the face can not help but reveal the color of vigilance, summoned a Shangpin Tongtiansheng The long sword of the class level is held in the hand, secretly raising its attack power to the extreme, ready to launch a thunder blow to Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey!"

A piercing sound broke out.

At the beginning of the game, Yan Taiying showed her the strongest hit, and instantly intertwined hundreds of sharp swords, like a meteor shower, swept to Ye Chenfeng.

"Meteor Shadowless Sword, the top sword martial arts of the Fujian and Taiwan family!"

In the face of the meteor shadowless sword attack by Yan Taiying, Ye Chenfeng did not evade and stood still.

"I rely on, what is the guy doing, why not hide?"

"I think he was scared by the meteor sword of the Taiwanese family, and he was at a loss!"

When everyone thought that Ye Chenfeng would be struck by the amazing meteor shadowless sword hole, Ye Chenfeng moved.

He gently waved his arm, and the power of more than 500 billion jins broke out instantly, shaking the space in front of him and fluctuating wildly, such as the turbulent waves, smashing the overlapping meteorless swords, bombarding On the body of Yan Taiying, she flew out.

"Hey!"

Looking at the collapse of Wu Taiying, her broken body could not withstand the influx of terrorist forces and was directly broken.

"God, I didn't read it wrong! He gently waved his arm and shocked the six-star **** of the realm of the martial arts. What is the origin of this guy, how can the strength be so terrible." /

"Great, this guy is a sly character!"

Looking at the picture in front of the eyes and the imaginary, the masters of the major forces gave a scream and couldn’t believe what they saw.

"Yinger!"

Looking at the scene of her daughter being killed by Ye Chenfeng, the martial arts sent out an uncontrollable roar, and I wished that I would go to the stage to destroy Ye Chenfeng.

"How? Want to kill me for your daughter's revenge?" Faced with the angry eyes of the Taiwanese penalty, Ye Chenfeng carried his hands and said faintly: "If you want revenge, you can go together, just save time." ."

"No, I can kill you myself!"

Disappeared for hundreds of years, once again returned to the realm of the one-star Taoist ancestors, and the body was trained to the level of ordinary ancestors, and the martial arts jumped to the battle platform, murderous.

"Naive!"

Ye Chenfeng looked at Wu Taixiong coldly and spit out two words.

"Looking for death!"

澹台雄's face sank, a powerful sound wave erupted in his mouth, and bombarded Ye Chenfeng.

At the moment when he made a powerful sound wave, he summoned a sword with the highest level of the heavenly sacred instrument, inlaid with seven gems, and a sword led the world and became a more than ten-foot-long sky. The sword slammed into Ye Chenfeng.

In the face of the double attack launched by Yan Taixiong, Ye Chenfeng did not change his mind and took a step.

Step by step, the martial arts stage of the Zhongpin Tongtian sacred level trembled fiercely.

"Boom!"

Ye Chenfeng, with the power of the horror, slammed a punch at the martial arts, with unparalleled power, shattered the sound waves, shattered the sword of the great trend of the martial arts, and put him The earthquake retreated a few steps.

A fist will retreat from the Taiwanese, and Ye Chenfeng stepped out of the second step. The whole body screamed and slammed the second punch, and the more powerful attack went to Yan Taixiong.

"Hey!"

The violently trembled martial arts stage seems to have a scream of the sky, constantly making a deafening sound.

Ye Chenfeng blasted eight punches in a row, and he would have no way to fight back. The Yantai Xiong Zhen, who spewed a lot of blood, retreated to the edge of the Wudoutai.

And the best of his hands in the hands of the heavenly device is unable to withstand the eight punches that Ye Chenfeng blasted, and cracked open the road.

"The last punch!"

Ye Chenfeng showed a cruel smile, and rushed to the ninth boxing against the seriously injured.

The ninth fist blasted, the space burst, and the terrible fist was like a fascinating faucet. It smashed and smashed the attack that was launched by the martial arts. The bombardment was on his body, and a punch pierced his chest. , shattered his body, smashed the body of his ancestors and killed himself on the spot.