Eight Desolate Sword God

"Dark meaning, devouring."

Continuously attacked by the wrath of God, the strong shackles of Ice Cangshan could not support, and the physical injuries were repeatedly aggravated. In order to get rid of the passive beating situation, he resisted the physical injury and exerted the final card, ten dark. The pattern of the lines emerged from his body, forming a dark whirlpool, madly devouring the devastating attack released by the wrath of God, reducing the pressure on the body.

"Blood magic knife!"

The dark way is to devour the wrath of God's wrath, and the ice ridge rises high. The whole person merges with the magic knife, and the red-red knife shadow is pulled out. Angry, out of trouble.

"This is the secret of the dark!"

Looking at the ten dark lines around the body of the Ice Cangshan, Ye Chenfeng could not help but be shocked. Like the self, the ice Cangshan is the pride of the heavens who want to kill him. Difficult.

"Ye Chenfeng, I really didn't think that you would push me to this point, but the game will end soon, and you will definitely become the soul of my knife."

The scarred ice Cangshan screamed in the sky, the long black hair danced with the wind, and the ten dark lines melted into the magic knife, unlocking the seal in the knife.

The next moment, the power of the heavens and the earth was raging in the magic knife, and the terrible attack alerted people at the place.

"It’s terrible, these two young people are terrible, and Ye Chenfeng understands the meaning of the sword, the meaning of Lei, the ice mountain is stronger, comprehend the dark meaning, and has a handful Sealed with the magical sword."

"Dust, see their cards, you have a few confidence to beat them." Sword Ling Dao asked his face solemnly.

"Well... If you face the morning wind, I only have 20% of the victory. If you face this ice mountain, I should have 40% to defeat him." Jian Chen looked at the field with a burning look. Two people, pondered for a moment, said.

"How dirty, you think that the morning wind is even more powerful." asked the sword singer.

"If I didn't guess wrong, Ice Cangshan should now play the cards, and the Ye Chenfeng should have no cards to display. If Ice Cangshan can't beat Ye Chenfeng with a bang, he will be the loser." Road.

"大斩魔龙刃!"

Unlocked the seal in the magic knife, and the ice of Cangshan Mountain, whose attack power reached the limit, screamed and smashed the Western Mozong tradition.

The black and white ink knife shadow is empty, like a black dragon with imposing manners, and the invincible squatting toward Ye Chenfeng.

"The ruling of seven swords, thunder!"

At the beginning of the battle with the magic dragon, Ye Chenfeng learned the horror of the big dragon magic blade, and did not hesitate to display the ruling seven swords to counterattack.

The pattern of the sword, the pattern of Ray's way flew out of his body, surrounded by his body, forming a Thunder giant sword, mixed with the power of dragon blood, five million pounds, the power of killing Heavy squatting on the big dragon's blade.

"咔嚓嚓..."

The two avenues were fiercely slammed in the center of the Wudoutai. The deafening blasting sound was endless, and the cracks in the road were covered with voids, revealing the energy of the big waves.

"Trengue suit, defense!"

After being hit by a counter-shock, Ye Chenfeng immediately provoked the defense of the thunder suit and resisted the fierce attack like a tide.

And the control of darkness, the formation of the swallowing battle of the ice Cangshan is also very small.

"Ye Chenfeng, I advise you not to do unnecessary struggles, with your attacking power, you can't break the secret of the dark and devour the defense, and the power in the magic knife is enough to kill you."

Ice Cangshan took a deep breath and pressed the blood of the body to stop the Ye Chenfeng.

"The dark way is strong, but it also bears the limit. I have to see how many attacks you can bear."

Speaking, the lines of the twenty-three swords all flew out of the body of the morning wind, surrounded by the air around the body of the morning wind, tearing the air.

"Two days of Kendo, this morning wind has realized the second day of Kendo."

Looking at the lines of the twenty-three swords around Ye Chenfeng's body, everyone in the stands was stunned.

Because even the general Fenghuang strong, it is difficult to practice the Kendo to the double heaven, but the Ye Haofeng of the six-level mythical ancestor has done it.

"This leaf morning wind is terrible, I am not as good as him."

Sword dust sharply reveals a complex color. Although he is full of self-confidence in his own strength, he is very clear that his understanding of the kendo is already defeated.

Not to mention his endless means and strong flesh.

"The King's Soldier!"

The people were shocked, and Ye Chenfeng took the giant scorpion sword into the ring of Qiankun, and took out the soldiers of the top celestial king. One of the kings who gave me the temperament of his body exudes in his body.

"What...Supreme!"

Feeling the attack power of the King's soldiers, the face of Ice Cangshan became extremely ugly. He never dreamed that Ye Chenfeng's foundation was deeper than him. He even had a Shangtiantian.

But the ice Cangshan, which has experienced great winds and waves, quickly stabilized the panicked mind, holding the magic knife that unlocked the seal, and once again killed with Ye Chenfeng.

With the end of the card, Ye Chenfeng's attacking power reached a point of shocking and savage, combining the lines of twenty-three swords. The soldiers of the five-million-strong king completely suppressed the attack of the ice-clawed hand-held magic knife.

Additional five killing apertures, the amplitude of the dragon's blood, Ye Chenfeng quickly forced the ice Cangshan to retreat in succession, the danger is like a ring.

"Yanlong is dying, Jiulong Sword!"

"The ruling of seven swords, cold!"

Suppressing the ice Cangshan, Ye Chenfeng spared no effort to continuously exert powerful power and horrible skills, bombarding the ice Cangshan, and the powerful attacking power shattered the darkness of the game, which aggravated his physical injury.

"Abominable, Ice Cangshan is not his opponent, this Ye Chenfeng is not our nemesis."

Looking at the development of the situation in the field, Bing Qingchuan's face became gloomy. He couldn't imagine that the seemingly seamless plan would be destroyed by Ye Chenfeng.

The Seven Devils West Devils spent a lot of effort, and one of the two great talents of Ice Cangshan was not the opponent of Ye Chenfeng.

Thinking of the real plan of the Western Mozong, I thought of my own refuge, and the heart of the people, such as Bing Qingchuan, settled down a little.

"Two days of Kendo, give me a break!"

Ye Chenfeng screamed and screamed, and a lot of energy was madly melted into the soldiers of the king. A shrill sound of the sword vented out among the soldiers of the king.

"Hey!"

The air seems to be torn, and the soldiers of the king carry the swordlessness of the sword. A sword stabbed the chest of blood and the chest of the ice.

Feeling the terrible sword of Ye Chenfeng, the decisive effect of Ice Cangshan is to avoid it.

But at the moment of his dodge, Ye Chenfeng’s deep scorpion shot 20 illusion lines, and bombarded them into the mind of Bing Cangshan, causing his reaction to appear a little slow.

"Hey!"

The darkness of the condensed warfare was pierced by Ye Chenfeng, and the soldier of the king who was like a broken bamboo pierced the middle-aged warrior suit on the ice Cangshan, and stabbed him into the flesh and blood. His chest was pierced and a lot of blood spattered.

And his seriously injured body, like a broken kite, flew out, directly hit several layers of defensive masks, fell out of the contest, lost the game.

"Boom!"

The moment when the ice Cangshan lost the game, the tower of the air transport tower smashed, blending the power of the air between the heavens and the earth, madly pouring into the body of Ye Chenfeng.

With less than three breaths, the tower of the gas transport that condenses at the top of Ye Chenfeng has reached six floors, surpassing Jian Chen, ranking first in the ancient city.