Eight Desolate Sword God

"Xu Mingwei, the game is over, you can go to die."

The last card was forced out. The corpse and the devil showed the color of the scorpion. They immediately issued a command to kill the **** corpse and launched a fierce attack on Ye Chenfeng.

"Boom!"

Ye Chenfeng's fists filled with tens of kilograms of force collided with the steel claws of the corpse and the sorcerer's thorns, and suddenly ignited the energy smashing and swayed in midair.

The blood-blooded corpse is made up of three corpse people who have spent hundreds of years refining. It has cost him a lot of effort, and he has a large number of heaven and earth spirits. He is ingenious and brave.

The hard regret of the morning wind slammed the force of a thousand pounds, his strong body just shivered.

And Ye Chenfeng was shocked by the power of the magic blood corpse to retreat three steps, the arm appeared a hint of numbness.

"The blood corpse, continue to attack, tear me apart."

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was repulsed by the demon blood corpse, his face was slightly pale and the corpse of the demon showed a sly color. He continued to give orders to the **** corpse to fully kill Ye Chenfeng.

Approximating Ye Chenfeng, the **** corpse's fingertip flashed a bright light, a nine-foot-nine-inch long, heavy knives with a weight of 10,000 pounds appeared in his hands, and turned to Ye Chenfeng with the momentum of the sky.

"Xuan Mingji!"

The blood-blooded corpse holds the faucet with a big knife, and Ye Chenfeng's body is once again sprayed with the illusion of the road and the pattern of the fire, which has evolved into the power of Xuanji.

"Boom!"

After the attack of Xuan Ming, the fallen faucet was shaken by the hard, and the terrible power of the mysterious bombardment on the body of the blood corpse, shocked him back, let his body appear a trace damage.

"Transformation Phantom!"

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng’s flash of light flashed at the foot of the scene, and he scored a nine-speed speed afterimage. He grabbed the body of the demon in front of the demon.

Ye Chenfeng approached, and the corpse Luomo did not hesitate to stab the corpse gun, tearing the air, making a piercing metal screaming, stabbing Ye Chenfeng’s chest.

"Not good, Luo Mo cares."

Three corpses with extremely rich combat experience saw that the scorpion Luo Mo did not choose to dodge, but chose to attack and his face changed greatly.

"Xuan Mingji!"

In the face of the corpse gun of the corpse Luo Mo, Ye Chenfeng showed a cold smile, and once again cast a sneak peek.

The power of the mysterious dragon like a mad dragon directly destroyed the corpse gun. The heavy bombardment on the body of the scorpion, which was not able to hide, smashed his body defense and blasted him out.

Looking at the corpse of the scorpion flying in the air will fall out of the fighting arena, Ye Chenfeng robbed before the attack of the **** corpse, volleyed, reached out and grabbed his ankle, and hardly took him from The edge of the fighting field pulled back.

Next, Ye Chenfeng swung like a big windmill. When the corpse was struggling, the power of the tens of thousands of pounds broke out and his uncontrollable body was thrown out and fell heavily on the ground.

"Boom!"

A loud noise, the stone is shocked.

The head of the corpse Luomo squatted on the hard battle platform. Suddenly, a lot of blood flowed out of his head and dyed the martial arts.

When the head almost burst open, the corpse of the blood flow struggled to get up, Ye Chenfeng shunned the knives attacked by the **** corpse that flew into the air, descending from the sky, two feet He stepped on his waist.

"Hey!"

The body defense of the corpse was detonated by Ye Chenfeng. His waist bones were also struck by the force of the leaves of the morning wind, and they made a beastly painful snoring.

"The trend has gone, although the corpse Luo Mo has mastered the bottom of the magic blood corpse that is enough to reverse the situation, but the speed of the blood corpse is not fast, plus the corpse Luo Mo lost the opportunity, seriously injured, estimated to be unable to return It’s a day.”

The old-fashioned magician sees the changes in the field and talks.

"The Xuan Ming Road is the first skill of the Western continent 60,000 years ago, the power is really great." Mo Fengyun nodded and said: "But Xu Mingwei is not simple, with his second-level beastmaster The strength of the realm, even the continuous display of the mysterious road, this Xuan Mingzong is really a treasure."

"Why, you are interested in that Xuan Ming."

After hearing the words in the magical wind, I asked him if he had a good personal relationship with him.

"Haha, I don't believe you are not interested in that Xuanming." Mo Fengyun responded with a smile.

"Important is useless, that Xuan Ming is not so easy to make, or this trick will not disappear for 60,000 years." said the magician.

When the two talked, Ye Chenfeng continued to pedal and phantom, while sneaking out the attack of the **** corpse, while attacking the body of the corpse, which aggravated his physical injury.

If it is not the corpse and the devil's realm is extremely high, the body is far more durable than the general king, and he has long been unable to hold it because of this serious injury.

"No, I won't lose or lose."

The blood flow is not limited, the injury is extremely heavy, and there is a stunned corpse in the brain that can't accept this ending. I want to completely burn the blood and blood and do the last stroke.

"The meaning of the illusion, confusion."

When the corpse Luomo burned blood and blood, Ye Chenfeng's eyes shot the illusion of the lines, injected into his eyes, confusing his brain consciousness, and let him react a little slow.

Next, Ye Chenfeng was filled with a fist of tens of kilograms of strength from bottom to top, slamming into his chest, and bombing his body into a bow, flying directly into the air.

A large amount of blood and internal organs were sprayed out of his mouth, and the entire chest collapsed directly into the body.

"Stop!"

Three corpses looked at the corpse and the demon was in danger, and the eyes suddenly turned into blood red, angry roaring.

But Ye Chenfeng did not pay attention to the three corpses of anger, and his feet turned to move away, evading the attack of the angry blood corpse, and rushing before the body of the corpse and the uncontrollable body fell. Launch a deadly attack on him again.

"The corpse is demon, everything is over, you can go to hell."

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes smashed in the eyes, and the illusion of the lines, the pattern of the fire, sprayed out his body, and evolved into a virtual light that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Xuan Mingji!"

Ye Chenfeng's double palms are played, and the virtual and sinister powers are like the raging thunderous powers carrying the chilling killings. The bombardment is directed at the corpse, and he wants to blast him.

"Boom!"

The power of the mysterious pole that distort the void slammed into the body of the corpse, and flew him out.

Looking at the body of the corpse, the body was destroyed by the sacred sacred path. A black light emerged from his body, protecting the important part of his body, resisting the destruction of the power of the mysterious pole, and pulling him back from the ghost gate. .

"Well, life-saving!"

Ye Chenfeng’s brow gently twitched and looked at the corpse Luomo who fell on the edge of the battlefield. Some accidents he had a life-saving symbol that could resist the beast of the beastmaster.

The corpse Luo Mo returned to his life with the help of a life-saving symbol, but he was unable to support the game with serious injuries. He gritted his teeth and grabbed a fight before Ye Chenfeng continued to launch an attack. He jumped out like a dog. Taiwan, in the most humiliating way to admit defeat.

"The corpse Luomo, just you are not proposing a **** battle? Why is this like a dog jumping out of the fighting platform?" Ye Chenfeng looked at the dying outside the martial arts, the whole body was stained with blood, only left The murder of the corpse, the sorcerer, is unceremonious.

"You..."

It was questioned by Ye Chenfeng, and the corpse was shy and shy, but he could not fight back.

"Hey, if you are still a man, you will kill it, and the province will live in the world."

Looking at the violent ups and downs of his chest, his fingers were deeply inserted into the corpse in the ground, and Ye Chenfeng sighed softly and continued to ridicule.

"You...oh..."

Under the rushing fire, the stunned, sinister murderer was vomited with blood, his eyes were black, and he was fainted on the spot.