Eight Desolate Sword God

"Water master, ink mulberry consumption is serious, I am afraid that regardless of the support behind the test, I wonder if you have a disciple to play in the Xuan Mingzong? If not, this test will end here."

The smug color of the lingering water in the water, a cup of green tea, looking at the face is gloomy, the brow furrowed together, and slowly proposed.

"Hmm..."

After hearing the proposal of Chi Tianshui, the face of the water is more ugly, so giving up the game will inevitably affect the prestige of Xuan Mingzong, and will make himself a laughing stock of the major forces in the future.

But let the ink sang strong support, the ending is the same, to the current state of ink sang, is definitely not the opponent of the disillusionment of the palace disciple Shangguan Qin, Tiansuiling disciple Ziyun.

And once he is overwhelmed by the overdraft in the trial, it is likely to affect the next Longyuan Holy City.

Thinking of this, the water is a little helpless and sighs in the heart, decided to terminate the test in advance.

But at this moment, a thick voice broke some of the oppressive atmosphere and spread over the square.

"Lord, let me try it!"

Speaking, a man dressed in a white martial arts uniform, tall and straight, with a confident atmosphere, walked out of the crowd and jumped into the competition.

And this white disciple is not someone else, it is the pattern that controls the illusion of the illusion, and turns into the morning air of Xu Mingwei.

If you can make a big splash in the test of the birthday banquet, and turn the tide and reinvigorate the reputation of the Xuan Ming sect, he will surely become famous, and he will be qualified to represent Xuan Mingzong in the battle of Longyuan Holy City.

"Xu Mingwei, don't be fooled, don't give me back quickly."

A veteran of the Xuan Ming ancestors, seeing Xu Mingwei do not know the battle of life and death, his face instantly gloomy, shouted loudly.

If Xu Mingwei is defeated by two major disciples, Xuan Ming Zong will become the laughing stock of the major forces. This is the ending they will never want to see.

At this time, many Xuan Mingzong elders can't wait to slap him out, so as not to lose sight of them.

"Haha, this junior courage is commendable, just this discouragement is far better than a person."

The Disillusionment Palace and Xuan Mingzong seem to have a harmonious relationship. In fact, they are also secretly competing in the back. The disillusionment of the palace has not wasted the opportunity to attack the Xuan Mingzong, and laughed loudly.

" Shangguan map, you go up and try this brother and sister."

"Yes, sovereign!"

Shangguantu, although extremely reluctant, still stood up and summoned a soul wing that radiated a faint red light and slowly flew to the battlefield.

The first-class Xuan beast battles against the king of the beast, and sees such a disparity in the strength gap. Many people have seen the disillusionment palace. This is intentionally humiliating the Xuan Mingzong and letting them face their faces.

"The Great Elder, who is the white disciple?"

The face is gloomy and the water that comes out of the water is secluded to the elders next to him.

"The disciple seems to be called Xu Mingwei. It was the first time outside the door to test the first place. It didn't take long to enter the inner door." The big elders whose faces were also unsightly told.

"After this banquet, I don't want to see him again."

Water faintly flashed a killing in the eyes, said coldly.

"Yes!"

Xuan Mingzong elders nodded, and the heart has already sentenced Ye Chenfeng to death.

"Get out, if you can hurt any part of my body, even if you win."

Wearing a green and green martial arts uniform, the black long hair is scattered on the shoulders. The Shangguan figure with a strong breath carries his hands. He looks at Ye Chenfeng coldly and arrogantly.

"One trick, as long as you can resist me, even if you win."

Ye Chenfeng’s faint smile, pointing out a finger at him, said arrogantly.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng’s discourse has just fallen, and the whole battlefield has been in ruins. A pair of shocked, sluggish, and sleazy eyes have been projected to him. Many people think that they have misunderstood.

"Hmm..."

When I heard the sound of Ye Chenfeng’s overbearing voice, I watched the confident smile on his face. The water was a brow, and the mysterious master who had appeared in Xuan Mingzong emerged inexplicably.

"Hahaha, kid, I found that you are really innocent and lovely." Shangguantu laughed as if he heard the most ridiculous smile in the world and said, "Well, I will stand here and not move, see how you are." Defeat me."

"Then you look at it with great eyes."

Ye Chenfeng's mouth is slightly upturned, and the whole body is trembled. A powerful force, such as a volcanic eruption, erupts in his body and pervades the air, giving the Shangguan figure a feeling of suffocation.

"Hey!"

A tumultuous sound rang at the foot of Ye Chenfeng. He was like a lightning bolt. He suddenly appeared in front of Shangguan, who felt dangerous and his face changed greatly. He shot a punch at his chest without fancy. .

Although Ye Chenfeng’s fist did not display any soul skills, his fist was filled with four million pounds, completely beyond the scope of Shangguantu.

"Not good!"

Shangguantu dreamed that he did not think that Ye Chenfeng of the first-class Xuan beasts could actually blast such a powerful punch, decisively mobilize the soul of the body to infuse into the arms, and overlap the palms in the chest. He punches this.

Fist hits, more than four million pounds broke out, powerful forces such as the tidal tide, the attack of the Shangguan map, through his arms, poured into his body.

"Hey!"

Shangguantu couldn’t stand Ye Chenfeng’s fist attack, his arms were directly broken, and his body was hit hard, spurting out a blood, falling out of the battlefield, losing the test. .

Seeing the scene in front of you, the battlefield that has just been noisy has become silent, and the eyes of the disciples of the major forces have become sluggish and frightened.

They can't imagine that Ye Chenfeng, who is only one level of the mysterious beasts, has lost a boxing defeat to the Shangguan map of the realm of the Beastmaster.

This kind of shocking scene is not to be seen. They have never heard of it. It can be said that the scene just beyond the scope of their understanding gives them a feeling of being in a dream.

"Win!"

The elders of Xuan Mingzong, who had already pronounced the death sentence of Ye Chenfeng, had widened their eyes and looked at Ye Chenfeng like a monster. They did not return to God for a time.

"Maybe this Xu Mingwei may have something to do with the mysterious emperor."

Seeing the amazing strength of Ye Chenfeng, the water is so clear that there is a sharp edge in the eyes, showing a complex color.

Although the appearance of Ye Chenfeng saved the situation of Xuan Ming Zong, but the water is not clear about the true purpose and plot of the emperor, the heart is full of anxiety.

"Great elders, I want all the information of Xu Mingwei." If the thoughtful water is quiet, "If you don't know anyone, let's know."

"Yes, give it to me."

The elders nodded and immediately took out the communication beads and sent a message to several outside confidants to collect them in secret.

"Next!"

Ye Chenfeng carried his hands, standing in the middle of the battlefield like a steel gun. The arrogant and arrogant said, only the face of the disillusioned palace master Shang Hong was blue and his body was shaking.

"Interesting guy, let me know you."

The disciples of the Disillusionment Palace, one of the three masters of Heiwu County, the Shangguan Yuqin of the second level of the Beastmasters’ kingdom slowly stood up and jumped to the battlefield.

The momentum emitted from the body turned into a sharpgun, and the hole was wearing air, pointing to the morning wind.