Eight Desolate Sword God

"Instant Killing a Sword!"

The high-speed movement of the Ye Chenfeng body suddenly filled with a full sword. In the twinkling of an eye, his whole body merged with the giant sword, and turned into a sharp sword, and a sword stabbed the lion fire. Chest.

"A fast sword."

The lion fire swelled, the arm muscles swelled, and the instinctive blasted the thorny heavy hammer, carrying a powerful destructive force, and hardly confessing that the morning wind was united, and the stabbing instant kills a sword.

"Hey!"

The harsh collision sounded, Mars splashed, and the leaves of the morning wind spurred on the thorny heavy hammer, causing a lot of sparks.

Instant killing a sword was resisted by the lion fire. Ye Chenfeng immediately ran the eight-brake repairing Luogong and the six-pulse gods. The rolling force was poured into the giant sword of the 20,000-pound weight. The terrible swordsman continued to swallow and continued. Attack the thorny hammer on the lion's hand.

More than 750,000 jins of strength gave birth to the lion's huge body.

Responding to the lion fire by absolute power, Ye Chenfeng pursued victory, and the swords were comfortable, and the sharp swordsman slashed continuously. The squally showers swept the lion fire, suppressing his offensive and shocking him. Continue to retreat.

"When the king's lion fire came up, it was suppressed. It is a master of seven people, such as a ghost killer."

"Don't worry, the lion fire can be selected by the King of Killing, becoming the king of the third floor of the Killing Tower. The bottom is deep and unimaginable, and the blood of the half demon flows through him. Ye Chenfeng wants to defeat him too. It’s difficult.”

"A hammer breaks through."

The offensive was suppressed, and the lion fire that snarled to the edge of the battlefield screamed, and the soul of the body exploded like a flood. A meteor-like hammer shot flew out, carrying the power of breaking, forcibly breaking After losing the continuous offensive of Ye Chenfeng, a hammer hit him.

"Transformation Phantom!"

Ye Chenfeng’s flash of light flashed at the foot, and instantly illusioned nine speeds, and easily evaded the shadow of the lion’s fire, and printed the palm of his hand.

"Rumble!"

The palm of the hand was filled with 750,000 jin, the air violently fluctuated, and the terrible collapsed cloud palm was printed at an amazing speed on the chest of the lion fire.

"Give me a break!"

The cloud is printed in the palm of the hand. The lion fire waved and smashed it up, and the hammer broke the palm of the cloud.

"Stars!"

Catch the opportunity of the lion fire to break the cloud, and the force of the killing and killing in the Ye Chenfeng body, increasing his attack power, a sword like a star-studded tearing the raging air, once again 斩To the lion fire.

"Boom!"

A powerful bursting force blasted in front of the lion's fire. Although the lion fire resisted the comet's swordsman with a thorny heavy hammer, the destructive power generated by the smashing of the singer's swordsman rekindled him.

"Zi Ji Ling Lei!"

The offensive once again took advantage. Ye Chenfeng’s footsteps and illusion, a flash of fire approaching the lion fire, the destructive purple spirit of the thunder surged out of his body, turned into a mad thunder, bombarded the past.

"Booming...Boom."

The deafening thunder rang, and the endless mad thunder shattered the body defense of the lion fire, destroying his body, flying him out and falling heavily on the ground.

"Ye Chenfeng, you really irritated me."

The lion fire with the scars quickly climbed up on the ground, like a mad lion, roaring loudly.

"The blood of the monster, burning!"

Teaching to the terrible strength of Ye Chenfeng, the lion fire quickly burned the half-devil blood flowing in the body. A lion's head appeared on his chest, and his strength also climbed to the peak.

The lion fire that burns the blood of the beast is the most terrible, and now he has the power to kill the ultimate king.

The lion fire burns the blood of the beast, and when the strength is skyrocketing, Ye Chenfeng has not retreated. A **** sky has poured out his body, like a river in the Yangtze River.

"Kill the aperture, attack amplitude, residual blood."

A sword is thrown out, and the blood is shining in the air. The swordsman who is full of swords gathers and stuns out, and the imposing spurs sweep toward the lion fire.

"Boom!"

The **** sputum came, the lion fire clasped the thorny heavy hammer with both hands, and slammed down, forming a terrible impact energy, fluctuating the air with dense water ripples, and a hammer broke the residual blood. Sword mans.

"The blood of the demon animal has been burned, and the strength of this lion fire has improved a lot."

Ye Chenfeng looked at the devilish, horrible and terrible lion fire, flashing under his feet, and erupting with 750,000 jin, continued to attack him.

"Booming..."

The two people's needle tips have spurred endless sparks on the squadrons of Maimang. A lot of energy halo, like blooming flowers, blooms in midair.

The intensive collisions between the two heavy soldiers produced a sound like a big clock between the heavens and the earth. It shocked the audience's eardrum micro-drums and was uncomfortable.

"古寒玄冰,冰封."

The two men fought to the white-hot stage, and the ancient Han Xuanbing suddenly emerged from the body of Ye Chenfeng, freezing the legs of the lion fire and interrupting the rhythm of his attack.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng smashed out a sword, and the full-spirited sword from the thinness seemed to fall down the river, turning into a sharp sword, and a sword slammed into the chest of the lion fire.

Because this sword is extremely fast, the lion fire that keeps the legs frozen by the ancient cold mysterious ice cannot be dodged. Seeing that his chest is going to be hit by this swift sword, he is seriously injured. Suddenly, the dark golden door shield appears in In the hands of the lion fire, hard and hard against the attack of Ye Chenfeng.

"The shield of the best grade!"

Looking at the shield of the lion's fire, Ye Chenfeng's brow could not help but wrinkle up. He never thought that the lion fire had such cards.

As normal, Ye Chenfeng relies on the attacking power of the giant scorpion sword, which is enough to break the door shield, but the leaf morning wind is too low to play the real power of the celestial body, so the lion fire sacrifices the door shield, he Can't help but feel a little tricky.

"Ye Chenfeng, this game can be over."

Understanding the defensive power of the gate shield, the lion fire is very determined inside, and looks at Ye Chenfeng with a look of anger, saying arrogantly.

"Why, a broken shield gives you such confidence?"

Speaking, the green ghost fire, the ancient cold water, the purple polar thunder emerged from the leaf morning wind body, quickly gathered in his head.

"This is another trick, and Ye Chenfeng wants to show the biggest killings."

"I don't know if the lion fire can withstand the shield on his hand? If he can resist the move of Ye Chenfeng, it is estimated that Ye Chenfeng will return to the sky."

Looking at Ye Chenfeng's preparation for the wrath of God's punishment, the audience in the stands held their breath and their eyes were stunned.

"Come on Ye Chenfeng, let me see if your attack is strong, or my defense is strong."

At the moment when the three great spirits gathered, the lion fire also felt fear, but he knew that he had no retreat, constantly infusing the soul of the earth gate shield, and inspiring the strongest defense of the door shield.

"The Wrath of God!"

The three colorful energy meteors blasted out, carrying amazing destructive power, just like a sacred punishment, and bombarded the lion fire that clenched the teeth.

"Defense!"

The wrath of God's punishment is coming, and the lion fire holds the door shield full defense.

"Boom!"

A blasting sound of earth-shattering sounded for nine days.

Destructive light can be as bright as a wave, sweeping through the entire fighting platform, and the hard and incomparable fighting platform is full of cracks. The terrible energy storm hits the ten layers of energy masks around the fighting platform. The trembling, cracks on the surface of the reticle, as if it could break at any time.

Once again, witnessing the destructive power of the wrath of the wrath, the audience in the stands still feels scared and frightened.

The martial arts field, which was just noisy, instantly became silent, leaving only the wrath of the storm.

"Well, resisted!"

The considerable consumption of Ye Chenfeng, seeing the destruction of the storm, the lion fire holding the door shield full defense, the courageous energy is almost solved by the strong defense of the gate shield.

"Ye Chenfeng, I have already said that today's winner will definitely belong to me."

Hand-held door shield, against the wrath of the wrath of the gods, the lion's fire overflowing with a **** mouth reveals the arrogant color, shouting loudly.

As if the victory of the Scorpio has fallen to him.