Eight Desolate Sword God

"Sister, I will help you to consume his ancestors!"

Seeing that Xuan Xia has lost his hand to Ye Chenfeng, standing next to Xuan Ziwei, a skin is even whiter than a girl, eyes like two black gems sparkling teenagers, bursting out in the body The war of the horse.

"The two-star ancestor, the young man of Xuanjian Dongtian is a two-star ancestor."

"God, how can the depth of Xuanjian Dongtian be so deep, just a young man is a grandfather!"

Feeling the warfare and momentum that broke out in the juvenile body, many powerful masters showed the color of horror, and the powers of the dry family, the mixed swords, and so on were even more convincing.

"Xuanzhou, everything is careful!"

Xuan Ziwei nodded and said calmly, making it impossible to speculate on her inner real thoughts.

"Ye Chenfeng, I am coming to fight you!"

Xuanzhou took a deep breath, like a sword with a scabbard, flew to the battle platform, and thirty-six swords of the semi-ancestor broke his body and surrounded him.

"You are not my opponent!" Ye Chenfeng looked at the high-spirited Xuanzhou and shook his head gently.

When Ye Chenfeng confronted Xuanzhou, the aphrodisiac immediately gave a question to the sky, letting him use the tofu to trigger the toxins in Ye Chenfeng's body.

"Ye Chenfeng, don't blame me, blame you for being too good!"

After receiving the sound of the sinister dragon, I asked for a black scorpion in the day of the question, and injected a blood into the scorpion, which inspired the power of the scorpion and inspired the toxins in Ye Chenfeng.

But the early poison in Ye Chenfeng has long been swallowed up by Chaos Shenmu. When the black scorpion in the hands of the day is burnt into ash, it does not have any influence or damage on Ye Chenfeng's body.

"How, how can this be done, the day is absolutely ineffective against him!"

Looking at the self-deprecating, Ye Chenfeng, who showed no signs of poisoning, broke his eyes and revealed his unbelievable color.

At this time, Ye Chenfeng and Xuanzhou fought together.

Because the strength of Xuanzhou is terrible, Ye Chenfeng did not dare to care about it. He summoned a semi-ancestor sword, intertwined with a sharp sword and his fierce fight.

"Breaking the day, what are you waiting for, and not quickly detonating the poison in his body!"

Looking at the Vietnam War and the more courageous, the offensive completely suppressed Xuan Zhou, forcing him to retreat, Ye Chenfeng, the rumored and ruined voice.

"Return, look back at the elders, I just burned a black poison, but failed to stimulate the sky in the body of the morning wind!" The question was utterly overwhelmed.

"If you can't do two, I don't believe that he can always suppress the poison in the body!" said the sinister dragon.

"Yes, yes!"

Unfortunately, the black poisonous characters that were taken out of the day were all taken out, and they were sprayed into the blood of the life, and all the black poisons were ignited.

And his weird behavior has also attracted the attention of major forces, and many people have speculated about the intention of breaking the day.

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, are you going to burn the paper with the sword?"

There was a complete suppression of Xu Chenfeng in Xuanzhou. He used the light to glance at the broken questioning sky with sweat on his forehead.

"You, you..."

Touching Ye Chenfeng's sharp and powerful eyes, he asked the inexplicable panic in the day. He had a feeling that Ye Chenfeng had already seen through his little tricks and solved the poison in his body.

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, I advise you to keep the paper for a while, maybe there will be more people who need you to burn the paper!" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, and the whole body merged with the semi-ancestor sword. A sword smashed into a big change, controlling the 36-year-old semi-ancestor sword to defend the Xuanzhou.

Thirty-six of the swords of the semi-ancestor are as solid as the golden soup, but the spirit of the Ye Chenfeng human body is more powerful.

A sword fell, and the sword figure composed of thirty-six swords of the ancestors was opened hard. The terrible swords had the power of landslides, and a sword smashed into the body of Xuanzhou. On the other hand, he crushed the amulet on his body and dropped him out of the battlefield and lost the game.

"Another amulet, your mysterious sword is very rich!" Looking at the **** mouth, Xuzhou, which fell heavily on the ground, Ye Chenfeng said faintly.

If there is no amulet, Ye Chenfeng just has enough sword to kill him.

"Ye Chenfeng, you are really amazing, but I want to beat my mysterious sword, this strength is not enough!"

Xuan Ziwei is a devastating man, and there is no sorrow on his face. A sharp sword is swallowing under her feet.

She is like a female sword god, appearing on the battle platform under the sword of Wanjian.

"Ice muscles and bones, holy physique!"

Gazed at the glamorous and unparalleled mysterious Ziwei, Ye Chenfeng reveals a strange color. He did not expect that Xuan Ziwei actually has a rare body of ice muscle and bones.

"Hello eyes!"

It was broken by Ye Chenfeng, and the double-twisted scorpion of the mysterious Ziwei ancient well also had a slight change.

"In order to respect you, I will try my best to beat you!"

"No, you are not my opponent!"

Ye Chenfeng looked at the beautiful face of Xuan Ziwei and shook his head gently.

"Yes? I don't think so!"

Xuan Ziwei took a deep breath and summoned a handle of 6 feet and 6 inches long. The sword body depicts the water mark, and the sword handle is inlaid with a **** stone.

"The next product!"

Seeing the mysterious Ziwei of the two-star ancestral realm, even with the next-generation artifact, Ye Chenfeng was quite surprised.

Be aware that the ancestors are not comparable to the semi-anced devices. There is no big chance, and the air transporter is hard to get the approval of the ancestors.

"Ye Chenfeng, take out the real skill, fight with me!"

Speaking, Xuan Ziwei took Qiu Shui's sword and attacked Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey!"

When she was close to Ye Chenfeng, her body swayed slightly, and she instantly turned into a figure of eight wonderful men, surrounded by a leafy morning.

The next moment, eight mysterious Ziwei shot at the same time, intertwined with a sharp swordman attack to Ye Chenfeng, want to smash him.

"Eight Xuan Shadow Sword, a terrible talent, that Xuan Ziwei actually cultivated into the most powerful killings created by Xuanjianhuang!"

Seeing the mysterious Ziwei Zi of the eight-figure figure attack, the major forces are completely certain, Xuan Ziwei, they are the descendants of Xuanjianhuang, otherwise Xuanjianhuang is unlikely to be almost the same as the supernatural power. Shadow sword passed to Xuan Ziwei.

At the same time, he was attacked by the mysterious figure of Xuan Ziwei. Ye Chenfeng was in danger. He gently waved his arm and mobilized the power of powerful space to form a terrible space storm on the top of his head, delaying the sword of the Eight Shadows. Attack speed, tearing open road cracks.

When the smashing space storm of the Eight Unconstrained Shadows is unabated, the speed of the amazing Ye Chenfeng has long disappeared, leaving Xuan Ziwei this shot.

"The fifth change in space rules, space storm!"

"Where did this leaf morning wind come from!"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng is not only amazing, but also imaginary space rules to five heavens. Many people have a strong curiosity about Ye Chenfeng's identity.

The eyes of the bronze sword have become hotter, and they have a strong interest in the space rules that Ye Chenfeng has mastered.

"Not bad, mysterious, you are better than I thought!"

Ye Chenfeng is standing in the air, looking down at the hot, beautifully-looking Xuan Ziwei, summoning the next-generation ancestor to seal the magic sword, ready to beat her.