Eight Desolate Sword God

"The two-star ancestor, this shocking day has hidden the strength when I played against me!"

I feel that Zhentianxing has the strength of the two-star ancestral realm in a flash, and the dry ice posture of the heart is overwhelmed.

"God, Zhentianxing still hides this card, and the leaves are recommended to lose!" Elder Huo shook his head and no longer optimistic about Ye Chenfeng.

The elders of Huo Da, who are not alone in the mountains, are not optimistic about Ye Chenfeng. Almost everyone present is not optimistic about Ye Chenfeng.

The ancestral realm, the strength gap between each level is very large, it is almost impossible to defeat the enemy.

"Dead!"

Zhen Tianxing’s eyes shot out the fierce light, and quickly stabbed the half-anced sword in his hand, such as a lightning bolt to Ye Chenfeng’s throat.

"Do you want to beat me?"

Ye Chenfeng showed a disdainful smile, standing quietly in the same place, letting the sharpness, the half-anced sword that swallowed the sharp swordsman stabbed the throat.

Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s throat was pierced by this sword. Ye Chenfeng suddenly extended **** and smashed the sharp swordsmanship that the half-anced sword had swallowed and caught the tip of the sword.

"What, how is this possible!"

"The leaves of the morning wind fingers are not a master, how can you clamp the tip of the semi-ancestor!"

The silent Tianjian Mountain suddenly fell into chaos, and the major powers constantly screamed.

"Sister, can you see the realm of Ye Chenfeng?"

Xuanxia, ​​who was born in the morning, was also regretted by the strength of Ye Chenfeng. He turned his head and looked forward to having a long purple hair. The skin was as delicate as milk, and there was no trace of sorrow on the face of the country and the people. I was able to take all the light around me and asked softly.

"This leaf morning wind is terrible, I don't have to win his grasp!"

The beautiful eyes of Xuan Ziwei reveal a strange color, gazing at Ye Chenfeng, and the sound is like a blue orchid.

"Sister, even you are not sure?"

Xuan Xia knows the strength of Xia Ziwei. She is the peerless genius of Xuanjiandong’s rare eternal genius. Xuanjianhuang is full of praise for her. With her age and strength, even in the Temple of the Sword. Find the opponent.

"Well, haven't you found out that this Ye Chenfeng has not applied any swordsmanship at all, is it just brute force against the enemy? I think as he just said, this earthquake is not qualified to let him Shoot all out!" Xia Ziwei nodded.

"That sister, you said he will not destroy our plan!" Xuan Xia said slightly worried.

"Reassure, there are squats, then Ye Chenfeng is no better, my mysterious sword is destined to be the fourth largest sword palace in the sword field!" Xuan Ziwei's cold face reveals an incomparably strong Confident, undoubtedly said.

"Shentianxing, have you not eaten? Why is your sword weak?"

Ye Chenfeng gently tapped his finger and shot the sword that shook the sky, faintly said.

"Shentianjian!"

According to the shock of his heart, Zhentianxing exerted his best to display the strongest swordsman of Zhentian Jianzong, and attacked and killed Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey!"

A series of frequently vibrating swordsmen screamed, and the space trembled fiercely, attacking Ye Chenfeng’s body while attacking his soul.

But the strength of Ye Chenfeng is stronger than that of the earthquake. He is attacked by the soul of the savage sword. He rushes up against the treacherous sword, and relies on the powerful body to directly shatter. A treacherous sword and mans, approaching the shocking and treacherous.

"Where to run!"

Feeling the horror of Ye Chenfeng, Zhentianxing wanted to dodge, but when he was dodging, Ye Chenfeng quickly printed a palm, such as a huge mountain, and the suppression was in the sky. Physically, he fell directly from the air to the ground.

"God, what is the monster of Ye Chenfeng? With the strength of the earthquake, the screaming sword that was launched by the half-anced sword in his hand was crushed by his body!"

"This guy really wants to go against the sky!"

"I also need to make a deployment in advance, let the poisoning day give him poison, or the plan may be disrupted because of him!" Luanyan said in a low voice.

"At the end of the game, give me the antidote!" The bronze sword made his eyes flash.

"Sword makes, do you want to conquer this leaf morning wind?" asked the Yanyan.

"Yes, this morning wind is a personal talent. If it can be used for me, I can give him a chance, but if he is stubborn, then don't blame me for being so hot!" The bronze sword nodded. .

"Hege!"

A palm will drop the sky to the ground, and Ye Chenfeng immediately stepped out of the hegemony, crushing the space, carrying the power of billions of shackles, stepping on the body of the earthquake, terrible The power directly sighs the pain of the trespassing, and it sounds like a broken bone.

"Tianxing!" Seeing that the earthquake was dangerous, Zhentaohai immediately reddened his eyes and said loudly: "Come on, I will admit defeat for Tianxing."

In the face of the shock of the sea of ​​waves, Ye Chenfeng was unmoved and took the second foot.

One step on the foot, everything screams, the terrible power seems to want to step on the battle platform, stepping on the body of the earthquake, directly stepping him into a meat sauce, the incomparable hard sac Was crushed by the hegemony.

"Ye Chenfeng, I just admit defeat for Tianxing, why do you want to kill him!"

Looking at the shocking day that Ye Chenfeng stepped on the meat sauce, Zhentaohai only felt the blood in his heart, and yelled at Ye Chenfeng.

"Yes? But I didn't hear it!" Ye Chenfeng stood in midair and looked like an angry lion, roaring and screaming again and again, faintly said.

"Ye Chenfeng, I am a sword and you are not dead!"

Zhentianxing is the biggest hope of Zhentianjianzong. Even if Zhentian Jianzong can't advance to the sword palace, there is a shocking day. The earthquake swordsman will not decline in tens of thousands of years, but today, the earthquake The pillars of the future of Jianzong were killed by the treacherous days, which caused the earthquake-proof Jianzong to suffer an incalculable loss.

“Don’t die?” Ye Chenfeng smiled and said with arrogance: “Well, then you can go to the sword and see who will die in the end.”

"You!"

The sound of the sea is almost irrational, but the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s display is too horrible, and he is jealous, and Ye Chenfeng dares to single-handedly shake the whole sword, and certainly holds the unknown terror. .

Thinking of this, reason suppressed the anger, Zhenhai Tao took a few breaths and held back the impulse: "Ye Chenfeng, this time I attacked the sword, I have cultivated it, but this hatred, my earthquake sword Will definitely report, you will wait for our revenge."

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. When the sword palace competition is over, let's make a knot!" Ye Chenfeng said faintly.

......

"Zhen Zongzhu, I wonder if you still continue to test?" Zhenhai Tao and others, the face of the seven-year-old swordsman, looked blushing.

"I, I am a sacred sword sect to lose!"

When I heard the threat in Ye Chenfeng’s words, Zhentaohai and others showed a deep scruples, but when they thought about the relationship between the Jiantian Jianzong and the Seven Swords Palace, they relaxed their minds and prepared to do whatever it takes. Please take a shot to kill Ye Chenfeng and take revenge for the earthquake.

"Woodman!"

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the trepidation of Zhenhai Tao, shook his head, and gaze at the martial arts under the gaze of a famous Jianzong Jianzong master, waiting for the battle between Xuanjian and Dongtian. The contest.