Eight Desolate Sword God

"Suzaku Ding, meet!"

Ye Chenfeng spurted a few mouthfuls of blood and melted into the Suzaku Ding, inspiring the attacking power of Zhuque Ding.

"Hey!"

A shrill bird sounded and absorbed the blood from Ye Chenfeng. The soul of the Zhuque was activated. Under the control of Ye Chenfeng’s mind, the fierce impact hit the blood of the devil.

"Boom!"

Suzaku Ding collided with the bloody, and immediately burst into a blasting sound, twisting a large piece of the void, forming a whirlpool of slowly rotating.

"Hmm..."

Looking at Ye Chenfeng's manipulation of Zhuque Ding, not only resisted the **** fatal blow, but also smotherly suppressed the **** attack, the magic wind cloud revealed the unexpected color.

"The level of the tripod is beyond the treasure."

Looking at the sacred Suzaku Ding, the eyes of the magic wind immediately became hot, and I became interested in Zhuque Ding.

"The blood of the dragon, all burning!"

When the attention of the magic wind cloud was attracted by Zhuque Ding, Ye Chenfeng completely burned the blood of the dragon and the blood of the whole body. It instantly surged three times in strength, and a flash of body approached him.

"Blood Seal!"

Ye Chenfeng was close, and the magic wind cloud decisively printed the blood magic print, blasting the air, and bombarded Ye Chenfeng in the near future, wanting to kill him.

"Tiandao ruthless!"

The blood magic is printed, and Ye Chenfeng does not dodge. Instead, he condenses four lines of heavenly lines and pushes the heavens and ruthlessness. He carries the boundless Tianwei and greets him.

"Boom!"

As the blast of the thunder screams, the two powerful tactics collide and burst into endless energy.

Ye Chenfeng is almost unaffected by mysterious seals. Tiandao ruthlessly erupts the strongest attack, destroying and smashing the **** magic of the attacking power, bombarding the body of the magical cloud, and slamming him back The blood in the body tumbling violently.

"What, the Sovereign was shaken by the man, but he was only one level of the king of the Beastmaster, how could the attack be so strong."

The scene of the magical wind cloud being shaken back by the strong power of Ye Chenfeng, the master of the Western Devils revealed an incredible color, completely stunned by the amazing attack of Ye Chenfeng.

"Scorpio is a sword."

The moment when the magic wind cloud was shaken off, Jian Chen immediately made a difficult attack. He figured out a fierce wind shadow in the air, and the sword pointed to the magic wind.

The dazzling sword light rendered the whole sky glaring, and an amazing sword mans ran through the void, reaching the speed, and a sword stabbed the chest of the magic cloud.

The speed of this sword of Jian Chen can be described as extremely fast, but the magic wind cloud reacts faster. The top of the sky, the blood magic knife flies out, hits a sword, and hardly resists this kill. one strike.

"Yanlong is dead!"

"Killing four styles, staying forever!"

Scorpio sword was resisted by the blood refining knife, and Ye Chenfeng continued to attack without losing speed.

The nine dragons, which are completely condensed by the pattern of the sword, are accompanied by a dark and ink-like ink. The black and dazzling swordsmanship of eight million jins is bombarded to the magical cloud and forced to him. Press it.

"Hundreds of Shadows!"

There is no thought that the magic wind cloud will be suppressed by Ye Chenfeng, who he regards as an ant, and the arrogant heart is hit hard. The roar of anger is screaming, and the rolling force is like a volcano erupting in his body, turning into a large number of Blood shadow, continuous killing of the morning show of Ye Chenfeng.

"Wind and clouds!"

Ye Chenfeng and the magic wind cloud are fierce against the attacking skills. The sword dust is like a wind shadow, appearing beside the magic wind cloud. The three avenues instantly become a sword gas tornado, sweeping the magic wind cloud and destroying his body defense. .

"Hey!"

The Heavenly Blood Magic Knife slammed down under the control of the magical spirits, and opened the sword-torn tornado that Jian Chen showed, and turned to Jian Chen.

The moment the sword dust smashed, and the shadow of the magic knife was evaded, the white snake seal was suppressed and the past was suppressed.

At this time, Ye Chenfeng increased the attack intensity, and the tide-like attack slammed the magical wind, which involved his energy and made him unable to counter the sword dust.

"Boom!"

The white snake slammed into the sorcerer's knife in front of the magic wind cloud. The powerful impact force bombarded the body of the magic cloud through the blood-stained knives, shattering his body defense and hurting his body.

"Tiandao ruthless!"

"The Wrath of God!"

The magic wind cloud was injured by the white snake print, and Ye Chenfeng decisively cast a big kill to kill him. .

The lines of the four heavens spurted out of his right hand, and evolved into a ruthless heaven, and his left hand, black scorpion fire, ancient polar thunder, and the rapid integration of ancient heavens and waters formed the wrath of God.

"Ten Fang Tian Moe."

Looking at the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, the power is compressed to the ultimate wrath of the gods, and the magical winds burst out with amazing power, forcibly shaking off the white snake prints that hit them, and exerted the strongest. A trick to meet.

A majestic force vents out in his body, suppressing the ten heavens and the earth, like a demon coming, bombarded in the ruthlessness of God and the wrath of God.

"Hey!"

Three powerful tactics are intertwined and strangled together. A sinuous space crack appears in the center of the explosion, and it is convulsive and constantly spreading.

"Hey!"

Suffering from the devastating power of the mountains and the sea, Ye Chenfeng was directly shocked and flew out. A large amount of blood was sprayed out of his mouth, and he slammed into the hard mountain wall and cracked a large mountain wall.

Fortunately, Ye Chenfeng's body is strong enough, and he is only slightly injured when the birth line is restored.

And the magic wind cloud also suffered a lot of shocks, the blood in his body violently rolled, and a stream of blood flowed down his mouth.

"The Sovereign was injured and was injured by the two men."

"God, what the two guys are coming to, why are their attacks so terrible?"

There is an insurmountable strength gap between the Beastmaster and the Beastmaster, not to mention that Ye Chenfeng has only one level of resistance to the beast king's realm. Jian Chen also only reaches the fourth level of the Beastmaster. The magic wind cloud kills them. The power of blowing dust.

But now, under the fierce attack of Ye Chenfeng, the magical wind cloud of the first level of the beasts of the beasts of the beasts was injured, which made the masters of the great powers of the devils and horses show their feelings.

"Well, very good, I didn't expect your two small fish to hurt me."

The magic wind cloud wipes the blood overflowing from the corners of the mouth with the sleeves, and presses the blood of the body, and looks at Ye Chenfeng with fierce eyes, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger.

"Magic Cloud, how about making a deal?"

Feeling the strength of the magical cloud skyrocketing again, Ye Chenfeng knows that he is afraid to change into the strongest combat form, and his combat power will skyrocket several times, posing a deadly threat to himself.

"Transaction? Just rely on your two small fish to match me." The magic wind said annoyed.

"There is a magical wind, you are thinking about launching the Zongmen War, not just wanting to get the heavenly inheritance in the ethereal fairyland. But there is a big chance in the ethereal fairyland, there is a prohibition to kill you, and we are very fond of the ethereal fairyland. Understand, you can take you away from those prohibitions and go deep into the core of Wonderland." Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Will you be so kind?"

The magic wind brows slightly wrinkled and asked in a low voice.

"We naturally don't want to give up the big chances in the ethereal wonderland, but with the strength of our two, the chances of getting the chance in the ethereal fairyland are too embarrassing. And you don't understand the ethereal fairyland, and there is no chance to get the big fairyland. Opportunity, so our cooperation is the best choice."

"As for the treasures in the ethereal fairyland, when we meet, we will compete for their own skills, who will grab it." Ye Chenfeng continued.

"Hmm...well, I promise you!"

The scorpion of the Devil's Clouds glanced at Ye Chenfeng, and thought about it. He became interested in the cooperation plan proposed by Ye Chenfeng.

Although he feels that Ye Chenfeng’s cooperation must have a backhand, he is confident that with his own strength, he can completely control everything and win the big chance in the ethereal fairyland. It is not too late.

In this way, Ye Chenfeng and Magic Wind have cooperated with each other.