Eight Desolate Sword God

"I finally got to the eighth space of Jiulong Yulong."

Ye Chenfeng took a sip of the water of the heavens and restored the soul of the consumption. A sword tore the seven-space wall and entered the eight-fold space with greater pressure.

With the four-level mysterious beasts, entering the eight-fold space of Jiulong Yulong, completely created the history of the city of killing, and all of this stems from the anti-day brain, the terrible body than the four-level beast. The power and the second metamorphosis of the soul beast double blood dragon king.

"Double-headed blood dragon king, condensed soul armor."

Just entered the Jiulong space of Jiulong, and the strong flesh of Ye Chenfeng immediately burst into a **** flower. I felt that the space pressure filled by the eight-fold space exceeded the limit of the physical body. Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the condensation of the double-headed blood dragon king. The soul armor greatly enhances the physical defense.

As for the Tianlei battle suit in the Qiankun ring, Ye Chenfeng can't wear it. In order to test the true strength, it is strictly forbidden to defend the armor and blast the treasure in the Kowloon Jade.

"Call!"

The soul armor, Ye Chenfeng's pressure is still very big, he took a deep breath, without the calmness, stepping on the heavy pace, bearing the pressure of the space swept by the mountains and the sea, slowly climbing the bluestone ladder.

"It’s terrible. The pressure in this eight-fold space is five times that of the seven-fold space. It’s really hard to imagine how terrible the ninth heavy space pressure is.”

At this time, Ye Chenfeng felt that he was carrying two mountains, and as the height increased, the pressure of the two mountains was still rising rapidly.

When he climbed to the middle of the eight-fold space, he felt the temperature around him suddenly rise. Eight powerful fire dragons tore up the space, appearing in the eight-fold space of the Kowloon Jade, and the intertwined horror dragons let the leaves The morning breeze trembled.

"War!"

Although the eight fire dragons brought a strong death threat to Ye Chenfeng, Ye Chenfeng not only did not retreat, but the body's warfare is getting higher and higher.

He screamed, the six-pulse gods ran at high speed, the physical strength reached the limit, the ancient cold Xuanbing, the green ghost fire, the purple polar thunder spurted out his body again, and gathered into the wrath of the gods. .

But under the influence of terrible space pressure, the power of the wrath of God's punishment is greatly reduced, and the damage to the eight fire dragons is also reduced to the lowest.

Looking at the eight ferocious dragons tearing the wrath of the gods, Ye Chenfeng once again controlled the three great spirits and poured out of the body, pooled them into the wrath of the gods, and swallowed up the eight fire dragons that destroyed the storm. .

Ye Chenfeng exerts the wrath of God's punishment over and over again at all costs. His own consumption is very obvious. He is shocked by the force of a counter-shock, and the blood dragon soul has also broken.

Fortunately, he has the water of the heavens and so on, and quickly restores his body's consumption, and persists in hardship.

When the eight fire dragons were attacked by Ye Chenfeng's five consecutive wrath, the huge body was finally torn by the power of destruction, and the eight swords filled with the power of the road were like eight falling. Meteor, bombarded to Ye Chenfeng.

The brain is quickly pushing the attack trajectory of the eight-style sword, and the body of the strongest force of Ye Chenfeng's eruption moves and moves, transforming the speed of the image, and quickly evading.

And while he is dodging, the giant scorpion sword is also dancing fast, countering the eight-style sword, weakening the power of the eight-style sword.

The erratic figure, the peacock's screen-like swordsmanship is dazzling, and for a time, the entire space was filled with a stunned sword.

"Stars!"

"The Demon!"

"Breathing blood!"

"Never night!"

Double Killing Aperture maps the power of Sen Bai's killing. Ye Chenfeng displays the killing four styles over and over again, staggering the sharp swordsmanship, and continuously slamming the eight-style sword.

The whole space was riddled with holes and holes.

The battle situation is getting worse and stronger. The blood dragon soul is covered with deep sword marks. A lot of blood flows down the blood dragon soul, and the body of the morning wind is dyed.

The body injury is getting heavier and heavier. Ye Chenfeng’s offensive is getting more and more fierce. The swordsmanship that tears the earth will smash the eight-style sword.

The metal whistling sound of the eardrum micro-drum resounds through the world.

After about half an hour later, Ye Chenfeng, who was burning with arrogance in his body, finally reversed the passive situation. The fierce attack suppressed the power of the Eighth Avenue and consumed a serious sword.

"The ruling of seven swords, cold!"

Successful swords spurt out, forcing the power of the avenue, and a sword that empties the void is smashed out, as if the waterfall is falling, the momentum is huge, and a sword is bombarded to the eight-style sword that gathers together.

"Hey!"

The sound of the broken sounds, the eight-style swordsmanship failed to withstand the attack of the cold swordsmanship, and they were broken.

And Ye Chenfeng’s ranking on the ranking stone has made a big leap, from a thousand to a direct leap to one hundred and eighteen.

And this one hundred and eighteen masters, almost all of them ranked hundreds of years ago, no one in the past 100 years broke into the ninth floor of the Killing Tower, let alone the ultimate test through the Kowloon Jade.

"One hundred and eighteen, God, I haven’t been jealous, is this true?"

"I rely on, how did the guy do it, is that guy really human?"

"Tian Lao, do you know that Ye Chenfeng has reached the first few spaces?"

A pair of double-looking eyes with a dull gaze were projected on Tian Lao, and they asked.

"The leaf morning wind should pass the test of the eight-fold space and climb to the ninth space of the Kowloon Jade."

Tian Lao took a deep breath and was also regretted by the amazing results of Ye Chenfeng. He couldn’t calm down for a long time, and told Ye Chenfeng’s results the first time.

When I heard the words of Tian Lao, the sound of the slamming sound of the smashing of the jade outside the Kowloon, everyone was frightened by the results of Ye Chenfeng.

" Lost, lost!"

Sit on the ground, the white Xiahou Chunyu in the brain is completely convinced by the amazing strength and talent of Ye Chenfeng.

If you let him know that Ye Chenfeng is so enchanting, he is given a hundred courage, and he does not dare to challenge Ye Chenfeng, but if there is no life, waiting for him will be the darkest moment in life.

"What, when Ye Chenfeng first smashed the Kowloon Jade, he reached the nine-fold space!"

From the time of Tian Lao, I learned that Ye Chenfeng’s performance was against the sky, and the blood was so scared, but then, his face showed a faint color.

"Ye Chenfeng, this is really a paradise. You don't have to go. There is no door to hell. You really think that the Kowloon Jade is so good. If you are not good enough, you will die in the nine-fold space, even if you are a star. Luo Tiancheng knows, can't blame us."

Kowloon Yuji’s nine-fold space reveals the mystery of death, but Ye Chenfeng does not know. At this time, he is recovering his body injury while climbing the pressureful bluestone steps and heading for the Jiulong space.

Finally, Ye Chenfeng climbed to the limit of the eight-fold space, tearing the space wall and entering the limit space of Jiulong Yulong, in the nine-fold space.

A tall man, hovering with nine fire dragons, a huge stone with a vast expanse of breath appeared on the top of his head. The power of invisible power permeated the space, giving people an impulsive impulse...