Eight Desolate Sword God

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng, who is full of strong oppression, has a slight flash of light, like a lightning bolt, and opened the water of Xianchi, which appeared on the shore.

"Sorry to the snow lord, the movement that has just been cultivated is a bit too big, giving you trouble."

Ye Chenfeng has already put the words of Xue Tianyang and others into his ears. Although Ye Chenfeng dismissed them, he did not want to be too embarrassed, and smiled apologetically.

But from the beginning to the end, Ye Chenfeng did not look at the snow and the sun, the arrogant attitude of the snowy Tianyang face color iron blue.

"Hey! Let's go in and practice."

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere of Ye Chenfeng’s body, Xue Tianyang felt a bit of pressure, and he was glanced at him with a hostile look. The first one jumped into the blue pool of the ripples and absorbed the Lingshui’s thin water. The impact of the king of the realm.

Snowy days, leaping down the fairy pool, the heart is arrogant, wearing a white martial arts clothing, the snow heart month without any expression on the face, and the ugly snow Jin Yan, the snow stone light also jumped out of the spirit pool, close The heart of the pool, absorbing spiritual water cultivation.

It’s a petite, round-faced red face, wearing a black martial arts uniform, and the youthful and lively snow on the body reveals great interest in Ye Chenfeng, looking at him with big eyes, sweet. Said: "Ye Shi brother, I am a snow, a lot of advice."

"Good!"

Looking at the snow of the doll, Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile, and took the initiative to hold the white tender hand that she extended.

"Yeah!"

But holding the snow and the white hands, the soul of Ye Chenfeng's tempered soul through her little hand, she noticed that there was a hint of magic in her body.

And this magical spirit is exactly the same as the magical spirit of the Western Demon sect.

"Is it... Is this snow a relationship with West Mozong?"

Thinking of the possibility, Ye Chenfeng increased the strength of holding a small hand of snow, rolling the soul power through her little hand and pouring into her body.

"Ye, Ye brother, what are you doing, you hurt me."

A fascinating blush came out of the face of a chubby chubby, and she looked at her face with a cold face, and she struggled with her little hand, and said softly.

"Morning wind, what's wrong with you?"

The snow drifting zero also found the abnormality of Ye Chenfeng, and he couldn’t figure out why he suddenly grabbed the snow.

"Ye Shixiong, you don't let go of my hand, I have to be angry."

Touching the scorpion of Ye Chenfeng’s deep sword like a sword, the snow trembled inexplicably, and the ruddy little face turned white and said angrily.

"Snow Shimei, are you afraid?" Ye Chenfeng smiled and smiled as he looked at the snow flickering and said slowly.

"Ye, Ye brother, what do you want to do?" Snow's big, watery eyes turned red instantly, and said poorly: "You don't bully me, I, I already have a sweetheart."

"Ye Chenfeng, let go of your dirty hands, otherwise I am not you."

Occupy Lingchi heart, Xue Tianyang, who was just about to start practicing, heard a pitiful sound of snow, suddenly angered, and jumped in the body, plundering in the spirit pool, like a murderous sword, fell to the Poolside.

"Morning wind, you don't want to make a fuss, let go quickly." Looking at the angry expression of Xue Tianyang, the snow was a painful look, and the snow fluttering frowns tightly together, commanding the road .

"If I didn't guess wrong, your true identity should be the spies of the West Mozong."

Ye Chenfeng’s mouth is slightly upturned, revealing an intriguing smile, and the stone is shocked.

"Hmm..."

Ye Chenfeng’s voice fell, the snow drifted away, and Xue Tianyang and others all stunned, and the delicate snow was pale.

"Tianyang brother, this Ye Chenfeng bullies me."

Snow struggling to break away from the big hand of the morning breeze, tearful eyes plunged into the warm embrace of the snow, and slammed his body tightly, shouting poorly.

"Ye Chenfeng, you can know the identity of a glimpse, you want to plant a blame, is not the wrong person."

Snow is the granddaughter of the elders of the floating mountain. I usually have a good relationship with Xue Tianyang. I heard that Ye Chenfeng suspected that she was a spy of the Western Mozong. The face of Xue Tianyang instantly became gloomy and the scorpion was deep. Shoot a thick flame, angry roaring.

Not only the snowy day is angry, Xue Xinyue, Xue Jinyan and others are all angry. If it is not snow, they will be unceremonious to Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey, planting and framing?" Ye Chenfeng sneered a sigh: "She has a magical seal in her body, and that scorpion magic is exactly the same as the magic of the Western Magic Master."

"A little sister, don't know how you explain this?"

"The blood is spurting." Snow said pitifully: "I have no enmity with you, why are you framed me, which is good for you."

"Morning wind, you really feel the magic in a squat." Snow drifting feels the seriousness of the situation, looking directly at Ye Chenfeng, asked in a dignified tone.

"Well, it’s true!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and said: "Snow Lord, if you believe in me, you can search her for a soul, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

"Search for the soul..."

When I heard Ye Chenfeng say, Xue Yi’s body trembled slightly, hiding the pale face in the snowy arms, and he said: “This leaf morning wind wants to be murdered. I, Tianyang, you must be the master of me."

"Reassure, there is me, no one can hurt you." Snow Tianyang nodded heavily and said: "The lord, I suspect that this leaf morning wind is the spies of the Western Mozong, and also ask the lord to allow I will wait for him."

"Morning wind, this snow is the granddaughter of the two elders, with the strength of the two elders, if you really marry her, the two elders will never give up." Snow drifts face and grim voice: "You have a certain degree of certainty, and there is a problem with this snow."

"This snow is indeed sealed with magic. If it is not my familiarity with the unique magic of West Mozong, I can hardly detect it. And the magic seal in her body is very mysterious, not from ordinary people. The hand of Ye Chenfeng responded: "But I really don't have the full proof that she is the traitor of the West Mozong."

"Tianyang brothers, we are still polite with this kid, first hold him and say."

The sturdy, tempered snow stone screams.

A powerful force burst out of his body, poured into the fist of his bowl, and blasted an unbeatable punch. The overbearing bombardment turned to Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey!"

Snow stone light hit a fist, Ye Chenfeng immediately responded, he quickly took a step, stepped on the ground under his feet, banged a punch and ushered in.

"Boom!"

The moment when the two big fists collided, the power of the spirit beads in the Shenmen hole broke out. More than three million kilograms of power spurted out the fist of Ye Chenfeng, smashing the smashing snowman’s fist, and punching him. Hit the fly out.

"Hey!"

Snow stone light only felt the body tremble, and a force beyond his imagination blew into his body. He spurted a blood out of the sky, like a broken kite, flew out and directly fell out of the kilometer. Far away, squatting on the bank of Xianchi, could not climb for a long time.

Seeing the morning light of the morning, the wind and the light of the snow stone, Xue Tianyang and other people were shocked and widened their eyes. No one dared to attack again.