Eight Desolate Sword God

"昊钦!"

Looking at the scene where his son was hit by Ye Chenfeng and flew out of the battlefield, a raging anger burst out in Shangguanhong’s body. He was like an angered lion, glaring at Ye Chenfeng, wishing He was swallowed up.

"Interesting, I didn't expect Xuan Mingzong to have such a master."

The eyes seem to be closed like a purple cloud. The morning wind is strong and defeats the scene of Shangguan Yuqin. The deep scorpion scorpion shoots out the light, and the body is ignited.

"Ziyun, are you going to fight him?"

Feeling the eruption of the spirit in the body of Ziyun, the Tianshouling master’s brows were slightly wrinkled and asked.

Although Ye Chenfeng seems to be inferior to Ziyun, the name is not loud, but he just defeated Shangguan Yuqin's scene is too shocking, so that Chi Tianshui marveled.

"Well, I have the confidence to beat him."

Ziyun slowly stood up and said proudly.

"Well, since your mind has been decided, then I will not persuade you, but this Xuan Ming disciple is extraordinary, you must not care, or Shangguan Yuqin will be your end." /

"He deserves my full strength."

Speaking, the three secrets of Heiwu County are the deepest, and the purple clouds with the strength of killing the enemy are moving to the battle platform.

"I don't bully you, I will give you an hour to recover time. After one hour, we will compare."

Wearing a purple moiré martial arts suit, the purple cloud with a calm atmosphere carries his hands and looks at Ye Chenfeng, without a trace of affection.

"There was nothing to consume in just two trials. We can just test it, no need to rest." Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile, calmly said calmly.

"Hey!"

Serve a heavenly soul, Dan Shangqin, who is fully healing. When he hears Ye Chenfeng’s words, the gas chest rises and spurts a blood, and the blood-red eyes are full of suffocation.

Shangguanhong was also scorned by Ye Chenfeng’s words. If he was not in the Xuan Mingzong, he couldn’t control his temper and he had a good idea of ​​Ye Chenfeng.

"Haha, if that's the case, then let's get started."

Ziyun’s screaming laughter, a powerful breath emanating from his body, blowing his long hair and dancing with the wind, like a **** of killing.

"Tian silk has changed!"

As soon as he came up, Ziyun displayed a powerful card. A huge silkworm emerged from his body. When he merged with the skyworm, his blood force was fully activated and his body became bigger. Circle, the realm has reached the third level of the Beastmaster.

"Transformation!" Ye Chenfeng reveals a touch of unexpected color, and it is surprising that the Silkworm Ridge inherits this secret.

"Tian silk five styles!"

The display of the silkworms was changed to the third-level beastmaster king. The purple cloud with two meters in height was the first to launch a difficult attack. The attack on Ye Chenfeng violently attacked. Five silkworms emerged from his body and turned into five fingerprints. The tiger is like a wind in the wind.

"Sirius Sword."

The handprint of the five-day formation of Tianshen came, and the flash of the ring on the finger of Ye Chenfeng flashed, and the best piece of the sword with the shape of a wolf appeared in his hand. More than ten sharp swordsman swallowed out. In the continuous attack, five handprints circling the silkworm shadows resisted the attack launched by Ziyun.

"The knife line, hey!"

The two lines of the knife show the body of the purple cloud, turned into a giant knife with a long length of mouth, and heavily swayed to Ye Chenfeng.

"Ziyun actually realized the two lines of the knife, and the silkworm became a supernatural power. This is the first person in Heiwu County."

"Yes, this game is estimated to be no suspense, Ziyun won."

Seeing the means of Ziyun's successive display, many people were convinced by it and no longer optimistic about Ye Chenfeng.

"Give me a break!"

Ye Chenfeng’s pupils shrank, and a sharp sword light swept away, and it flashed away, smashing the fallen giant knife.

"Hey!"

The two big attacks collided together and shattered at the same time. The swords and swords were intertwined, making the space confusing.

"The road of the sword, this Xu Mingwei actually realized the pattern of the two swords, how did he do it." Xuan Mingzong had big eyes and grew his mouth, showing an incredible color.

He couldn’t imagine that Xu Mingwei, who was not exposed to the mountains, was so deep hidden that not only the physical strength was amazing, but the savvy was so terrible. In the realm of the mysterious beast, he realized the two avenues.

"The Sovereign, this Xu Mingwei is absolutely problematic, the banquet is over, we have to shoot him down." The elders voiced to the thoughtful water, ask her advice.

"Great elders, you only need to quietly investigate his information, and give me other things, remember not to do anything to him."

"Yes!"

Understanding the concerns in the sound of the water, the elders’ brows were slightly wrinkled and they were suspicious.

"Two lines of swords, you are more and more surprised me, but this still can't change the ending."

Speaking, a purple knives with a lower level of the genius appeared in the hands of Ziyun, and his whole person's momentum changed again.

"It's so strong, I haven't seen it for a few years, how can this purple cloud become so strong."

Xuan Mingzong's disciple, ink and mulberry face, looked at the purple cloud with dignity. From the unmatchable breath emitted by Ziyun, he smelled a strong dangerous atmosphere, and his heart had a sense of frustration.

"游龙霸刀."

The purple cloud flies up, and the road is full of arrogance. The knives that roar like dragons descend from the sky, carrying the amazing destructive power to Ye Chenfeng.

The power of the dragon knives displayed by Ziyun can be described as extremely terrible. The same realm is almost invincible, but Ye Chenfeng is a master of the imperial power.

Under his powerful soul cover, he easily grasped the attacking trajectory and weak points of the dragon knives, and the whole body turned into a residual image, evading the dragon knives and stabbing a sharp sword. Mang, interrupted the Ziyun continuous attack.

Next, Ye Chenfeng used his arm as a sword, with his hand as the blade, and a space between them. The two swords of the sword flew out and turned into a sword with a few feet long, and turned to the face. Changed purple clouds.

Ziyun did not expect to fight with himself, Ye Chenfeng was able to grab the first opportunity, decisive change, waving purple sword, and Ye Chenfeng fierce fight.

For a time, the swords and swords were covered with the entire battle platform. The swords and swords of the sky were flying everywhere, and the entire battle platform was cut and riddled.

Ye Chenfeng and Ziyun's needle tip smashed a fragrant time on the wheat stalks. No one can help. The four long snake-like black vines suddenly smashed the body of the purple cloud, close at hand. Wrapped around Ye Chenfeng.

"Ling Teng, this Ziyun actually conquered a swan, this game should be finalized."

Ling Teng and Ling Shui, Ling Huo, Ling Lei are all rare spiritual things between heaven and earth, but if they are conquered, it will be a big boost.

"End!"

There is no intention to summon the scent of the vines to entangle the leaves of the morning, the purple clouds reveal the color of arrogance, hands clasped the purple knives, it is necessary to take out the powerful dragon knives to end the game.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes burst into the illusion of the illusion, and it was injected into the eyes of Ziyun, instantly confusing his consciousness.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng injected six million pounds into the Sirius sword, and the finger shot, and the speed shot very quickly, and shot at the chest of Ziyun.

"Hey!"

The purple body defense was broken, and the Sirius sword, which was like a broken bamboo, flew out of his chest and left a deep blood in his chest.

"Ziyun, do we still need to continue to compare?"

Ye Chenfeng looked at his big eyes, licking his blood, his chest was sullen, his eyes were dull, and he whispered.

"I, I lost!"

The dark purple cloud looked up and looked at Ye Chenfeng. I couldn't believe it. In the case of using the last card and occupying the absolute advantage, Ye Chenfeng actually reversed the situation and defeated himself.

And just if the sword is not Ye Chenfeng’s mercy, his heart may be pierced, and even if he does not die, he will become a waste.

Unfortunately, Ziyun can only admit defeat, and the identity of the first generation of the younger generation of Heiwu County is handed down.