Eight Desolate Sword God

"Double-headed blood dragon king, melt."

Ye Chenfeng screamed, and the double-headed blood dragon king soaring in the sky instantly fell into his body. He broke his foot on the ground, like a scabbard, carrying an amazing momentum and flew into the air.

"White Snake Print!"

Feeling the invincible momentum of Ye Chenfeng’s body, the ice and the sky trembled, the decisive control of the white snake print became bigger, and the distorted void was printed on him.

"The blood of the dragon burns, eight million pounds burst!"

After being attacked by the White Snake, Ye Chenfeng did not use his skills and morals, but simply relied on the strength of the flesh and the soul to confront and test his true strength.

"Hey!"

The soldiers of the king who were filled with eight million jin and pounds of souls stabbed the white snake seal that fell from the sky. The power of destruction was spread at the tip of the sword of the king, filled with void, and the space was fierce. Trembling.

The hard regret is comparable to the white snake seal attacked by the Emperor of the Emperor, and Ye Chenfeng did not fall into the wind.

Ye Chenfeng’s sword resisted the moment of the white snake seal, and the icefields and other people decisively shot, and they all exerted powerful killings and bombarded Ye Chenfeng, and wanted to force him to kill him.

"Take the wind."

After more than ten powerful attacks, Ye Chenfeng resolutely took back the soldiers of the king, and his body flashed like a hurricane, rushing to the terrible attack of the waves before the white snake print fell.

"Fei Xian Yi Jian!"

Eight million jin, the power of the burning dragon, the pattern of the sword, and the pattern of the thunder instantly melted into the soldiers of the king, inspiring the strongest attack of the soldiers of the king.

"Hey!"

A piece of cloth was torn apart, like a sword outside the sky, a sword rolled over the void torn the attack of the ice man and other people, such as a stunned one to the nearest ice palace. Master.

"Not good!"

This ice-level master of the three-level king of the beastmaster did not think that the attack power of Ye Chenfeng was so terrible, and directly tore the long wave of attack waves, and he wanted to dodge when he felt a heart.

But the morning wind attacked too fast, the lightning-fast sword easily broke his body defense, and he split his sword into two halves. A lot of blood was sprayed in midair and spilled into the collapsed On the heart of the lake, the blood is streaked.

Ye Chenfeng kills an ice palace master and continues to attack.

The elegant body whirls around in the void, intertwined with dozens of sharp swordsmanship, like a blooming lotus, attacking the ice palace masters around.

After a round of attacks, Ye Chenfeng continued to rotate his body, interweaving a lightning-fast sword, and attacking the ice palace master.

After two consecutive rounds of intensive swordsmanship, the three ice palace masters were directly smashed into sharp sieves by the sharp swordsman, and the body exploded directly, turning into a flesh and blood, killing Huangquan.

"Oh, I killed you!"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng to kill four imperial kings in the thunderstorm, the ice-flowing only feels bleeding, violently, burning the power of blood, controlling the soul's crazy integration. White snakes are printed.

Incorporating a large amount of soul power, the white snake prints a terrible ancient essay, and the powerful suppression has turned to Ye Chenfeng.

While the ice flow controlled the white snake print attack, the icefields were holding the middle-aged celestial device, and the ice blast was broken, and the thousands of ice slings swept to Ye Chenfeng.

"Tiandao ruthless!"

At the same time, I was hit by the ice, and the ice-killing people showed the big killings. Ye Chenfeng was in danger. The three heavenly lines flew out of his body, and instantly evolved into the power of heaven. On, it resisted the ancient essays that appeared in the White Snake Seal.

Next, Ye Chenfeng's whole body is merged with the soldiers of the king, and the emptiness of the moon appears in the void. To him.

"Boom!"

Understanding the defense, the people of the Icefield can only attack with all their strength, and they regret the Yuwei of the sword.

When he tried his best to raise his attack power to the limit, and when he smashed the shackles of the dead moon, Ye Chenfeng flashed through the sky like a flash of lightning, and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

A sword hole filled with the power of destruction penetrated his chest and wanted to pierce his sword.

In the critical moment, the instinct of the Instinct of the Icefields blocked the sword of the Chinese product in front of him, and the fatal blow of the soldiers of the King.

"Hey!"

When the Warrior of the King’s Warrior has carved a large number of dark golden lines, the lines of the 20 swords, the lines of the ten thunders, and the eight million pounds of force burst at the same time, slamming in the blade.

Only listening to ‘咔嚓’, the blade of the Chinese-style celestial level was worn by the soldiers of the king. The terrible attack pierced the chest of the ice man through the blade, and a lot of blood spattered like a fountain.

Ye Chenfeng pierced the ice man in the strongest posture. The two kings of the ice palace ventured closer to him and seized the opportunity to attack the ice man and attack him.

"Go to hell!"

The two swords rushed into the sky, and the knives filled with the power of destruction slammed into the body of Ye Chenfeng, trying to smash his body in half and kill him.

"Not good!"

After serving a heavenly soul, the sword dust that quickly recovered the soul saw the danger of Ye Chenfeng, and the heart suddenly jumped, and wanted to rescue.

Now he was too far away from Ye Chenfeng, and could not stop the killing of the two ice palaces by the imperial kings.

"This time I see you are still not dead!" Bingtianliu saw two men’s sneak attacks, revealing a glimmer of color, and silently said in his heart: "When you are dead, your chance is mys." I want to see what is secret in you."

When everyone thought that Ye Chenfeng was not dead and he was seriously injured, the two great kings fell into the body of Ye Chenfeng.

The next moment, the scene of the eyes of everyone was shocked.

The power is fierce, and the knives that are full of the power of destruction are in the middle of the morning wind, but they are like a piece of unbreakable black iron that breaks directly.

"The dead person should be you!"

Ye Chenfeng twisted around and revealed a cold smile that made the two people unforgettable forever.

"Hey!"

An earth-shattering, lion-sounding sound of dragons screaming in the mouth of Ye Chenfeng, nearly hitting the heads of both of them.

"Hey!"

The heads of the two ice palaces are like a watermelon. The watermelon is generally blasted by Ye Chenfeng. The body with blood flow falls from the air to the ground and is killed on the spot.

"What..."

When you see a picture that is completely different from your imagination, everyone in the room is stunned, especially the ice flow is a touch of a ghost.

"Tianliu, this person's strength is too horrible, we are not opponents, quickly evacuated from this place." By the morning of Ye Chenfeng, wearing a body, the injured Icefield Taoist people gave birth to retreat, voiced.

And the ice palace master has long been shocked by the strength of Ye Chenfeng's horror, heard the ice man Taoist voice, immediately fled to the triangle lake.

"Don't run, leave your life!"

"The Wrath of God!"

When the Ice Palace master escaped with all his strength, Ye Chenfeng screamed the wrath of God, like a meteorite hitting them.

The purple polar thunder evolved into an ancient polar thunder, which greatly enhanced the destructive power of the wrath of God.

"Boom!"

The wrath of God's wrath exploded in the void, and the horrible voice swallowed up all the sounds between heaven and earth, distorting the vast voids.

The energy of destroying the earth is like a huge wave, and instantly devours the stunned ice palace masters, madly destroying their flesh and vitality.

After about ten breaths, the destructive power sweeping the heavens and the earth gradually dissipated.

In addition to the main ice-cold flow of the Ice Palace, the Ice Palace is too elder to the elders of the ice, and the other kings of the ice palace are all destroyed by the wrath of the gods, and there is no bone.

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