Eight Desolate Sword God

"Ye Chenfeng, I have been waiting for you to leave the Tower of Killing for a long time. Today I will let you fly in the wings."

When wearing a black gold silk robes, the body is tall and straight, and Wu Xuhong, the owner of Wu’s home, is looking at Ye Chenfeng, murderous.

"Haha, I dare to stay, naturally not afraid of your Wu family's revenge. If your Wu family wants to be destroyed by the Star Luotiancheng, even if it is shot." Ye Chenfeng laughed and said arrogantly.

"Impossible, you will never be a disciple of Xing Luo Tiancheng."

When he heard Ye Chenfeng, Wu Tuohong and others changed his face slightly, but he thought of the agreement between the city of killing and the star Luotiancheng. Wu Tuohong did not completely believe in the identity fabricated by Ye Chenfeng.

"Do you believe it or not? If you want to start as soon as possible, otherwise I will kill the tower of the tower." Ye Chenfeng sneered, watching the five kings of the Wu family, looking proudly to the killing inner city. .

Although Ye Chenfeng’s move is very risky, he does not have a choice. If he can’t fake the star of the Tiancheng Tiancheng disciples and shock the five kings of the Wu family, with the strength of several of them, they can easily catch up with the sea-going ship last month. Their situation will be even more dangerous.

"Home, do you believe that he is a disciple of Xing Luo Tiancheng?"

Wu Jiada’s elders glanced at the back of Ye Chenfeng, and voiced to Wu Tuohong, who was gloomy and watery. He asked.

It can be said that now is the best time to kill Ye Chenfeng. If you miss it, it will be difficult to kill him later.

"Xing Luo Tiancheng!"

Thinking of the strength of the eight-story holy land star Luotiancheng, Wu Tuohong’s fists that have been held several times have been released.

If Ye Chenfeng really comes from the Star Luotian City, don't say Wu Jia, even if the city of killing does not dare to hurt easily.

And Wu Tuohong also thought of a point, that is, the Wu family and Ye Chenfeng have a bad relationship, completely derived from the command of blood and ruthlessness. From the point of blood and death, they dare not face Ye Chenfeng positively, Ye Chenfeng’s Ten ** is true.

"The elders, pass me orders, take back the rewards from my Wu family, and constrain my Wu family disciples in the future, and must not conflict with the Ye Chenfeng."

Wu Tuohong took a deep breath and finally chose to believe in Ye Chenfeng’s identity, but he was helpless.

Ye Chenfeng, as a disciple of Xing Luo Tiancheng, shocked the Wu family and first passed to the blood and the dead.

"Waste, it’s a bunch of waste." I learned that Wu’s family wanted to stay out of the way, and the **** face became gloomy. He whispered: "Tell me to order Wu Tuohong, so that he can’t take back the reward, otherwise I will let him Wu. The family disappeared in the city of killing."

"Call, finally grabbed the Wu family, and the sea-going ship should be far away."

Successfully returned to the third floor of the Killing Tower. Ye Chenfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he is in the tower of the Killing, the Wu family will also be subject to the rules of the Tower of Killing, and he will not be able to kill himself.

Into the high-level training room that he rented in the early stage, Ye Chenfeng took out the relics of the old man and other people who checked the gray shirt and checked his own harvest.

"86,000 killing points, three heavenly spirits, twelve local spirits, eight pieces of the best, twenty pieces of top grade, top grade soul crystal three hundred and twenty , the Chinese product soul crystal is more than 650,000..."

"Well, Yunzhima, another Yunzhima!"

Ye Chenfeng was very satisfied with the harvest of the old ash-shirts and other people, especially when he got a Yunzhi Ma, which surprised him and surprised him.

Transfer the relics of the old man in the gray shirt to his own ring, Ye Chenfeng began to retreat, waiting for the news of the woman in the red dress.

After a while, his identity token stunned. The red-haired woman passed the identity token and conveyed to him the news of his confrontation with the lion fire tomorrow morning.

Although the lion fire did not break through to the realm of the Beastmaster, but as the king of the third floor of the Killing Tower, Ye Chenfeng fully believes that he has the strength to fight against the King of the King, without any intention, except for distracting thoughts, absorbing the training room. Strong aura, adjust the state, and prepare for tomorrow's fighting.

The news of Ye Chenfeng and the lion fire peak confrontation, such as a hurricane, swept the third floor of the entire killing tower, almost all the military people have a strong interest, have rushed to the battlefield, want to witness A duel between them.

The savvy red-skirt woman deliberately raised the price of the battle, but did not attract dissatisfaction. Soon, the whole battlefield was full, and the people who came late could only stand and watch.

"Looking at the King is a lion fire. I didn't expect him to come so early. It seems that he attaches great importance to today's game."

After the agreed time, a burly figure appeared in the fighting arena, wearing black robes, snakeskin boots, and long blond hair, and the lion fire that gave people a strong sense of oppression first appeared.

"A terrible oppressive atmosphere. If I remember correctly, the king's lion fire is on the third floor of the Killing Tower. It has already completed 69 consecutive games."

"Well, if today's lion fire defeats Ye Chenfeng, he will complete a seven-game winning streak, which is daunting to think about."

Looking like the 巍峨泰山, standing in the lion fire in the central fighting platform, many people are regretted by his amazing strength, constantly cheering for him.

Listening to the screams around the ears, cheering, the lion fire enjoyed this feeling and smiled.

Suddenly, a lonely figure appeared in the noisy battlefield. Although the lion fire had never seen Ye Chenfeng, but the arrogant figure was seen, the lion's gaze was sharp.

"It’s Ye Chenfeng, he finally came, I can’t wait to see the contest between them.”

"Yeah, today is absolutely exciting, and it’s exciting to think about it."

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng walked down to the central martial arts stage, his toes were lightly pressed, and the forward body suddenly became blurred. It appeared on the battle platform in an instant, and looked at the tall and burly lion fire.

"嗡嗡嗡..."

Ye Chenfeng and the lion fire are not the same. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the women in the red dress opened the highest defense of the fighting platform, and the ten-layer defensive mask was raised at the same time, covering the entire fighting platform.

"I didn't expect you to challenge me. It seems that you are confident in your strength!"

Feeling the realm of Ye Chenfeng, the lion fire was slightly surprised, and he was shocked by his three-level mysterious beasts. He could kill seven ghosts and so on.

"I have always been confident in my strength."

Ye Chenfeng’s mouth is slightly upturned, revealing a singular smile, domineering.

"Haha, you really are a funny person, but the result of the game, I am afraid it will disappoint you."

"Today I will step on your body, complete a seven-game winning streak, and then take your head to receive a reward." The lion fire laughed and said fiercely.

"Maybe your wishes will fall short today."

Ye Chenfeng’s face responded calmly, and the Zhongtian Tianju giant sword appeared in his hand.

"Heaven!"

Seeing the giant scorpion sword in the hands of Ye Chenfeng, the eyes of the lion fire suddenly lit up. As a third-level king of the Killing Tower, he did not have a heavenly weapon.

If he can get the giant sword, his attack power can be increased several times. Even if he does not break through the realm of the Beastmaster, he also has the confidence to kill the king.

"Ye Chenfeng, no matter how terrible your attack power, today's victory must belong to me."

The lion ring on the lion's hand is bright, and the handle is tens of thousands of jins. The surface is covered with sharp spines. The hammer of the best grade is taken out by him, pointing to Ye Chenfeng. Said.

"You have a lot of nonsense."

Ye Chenfeng shook his head, and the endless red light reflected his body. The three-kilometer-long double-headed blood dragon king emerged from his body, like a hill hovering over his head.

"Drink..."

With Ye Chenfeng’s explosion, he instantly blended with the double-headed blood dragon king, carrying a sharp momentum and terrible Longwei, and a sword slammed into the lion fire.