Eight Desolate Sword God

"Competition strength, Blackstone has lost."

"It’s too horrible, then Xu Mingwei actually defeated the black stone of the five-level king of the Beastmaster in the second level against the beast king’s realm. This time, the first black horse is the only one.”

"The strength of Blackrock is not limited to this. Although Xu Mingwei has a slight advantage in strength, but it is almost impossible to really defeat the Blackstone, I think the final winner is still Blackstone." /

Looking at the changes in the situation in the field, the audience in the stands expressed their opinions and opinions, but under the huge power gap, there are still more people who are optimistic about the black stone, guessing that he will laugh at the end.

"Xu Mingwei, you are a good opponent, but the final winner will definitely belong to me, I will use weapons."

Speaking, the black and white stone on the fingertips of the black stone flashed red, a reddish red, the axe surface portrayed a large number of fire lines, weighing up to 10,000 pounds, reaching the top of the top grade of the heavenly instrument in his hand .

And this heavy axe, called the bloodthirsty axe, is the magical Taoist and the magic wind cloud bet, the piece of the top piece that won from him.

"It’s too early to talk about winning and losing!"

Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, and the broken Emperor Tianjian appeared in his hand.

And the moment when the Emperor Tianjian appeared, the whole battlefield was in utter disappointment, and everyone was surprised that Ye Chenfeng wanted to rely on a residual sword to fight the black stone.

"You dare to humiliate me!"

Black stone soil saw the imperial sword of the hand in the hands of Ye Chenfeng, and suddenly the fire broke out. The whole body burst into a suffocating force and attacked Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey!"

Axe fell, and the sound of the cloth was torn in the air. The terrible axe rolled the air and slammed into the morning wind.

Black stone soil is extremely axe, Ye Chenfeng does not dodge, the sword's road pattern sprays out his body, and his momentum has changed instantly. The invincible momentum suddenly becomes sharp and the whole person seems to be very sharp. A sword of the sword, the sword swings.

"Taiwan sword!"

Ye Chenfeng’s wrists trembled, and the lines of the ten swords flew out like a water pattern, which stirred in the air and intensively attacked the axe of the black stone.

While Ye Chenfeng rarely uses the best Tianji Taiyi swords learned in the dead, but the attack power of Taiyijian is not weak, and the amplitude of the sword's pattern is directly broken. The black stone was extremely axe, and Yu Wei stabbed his body.

"The meaning of the earth, defense!"

Black stone dirt brows a glimpse, I did not expect Ye Chenfeng to easily break his own attack, the 20-way soil pattern sprayed out his body, forming a defensive mask, resisting the Taiyi sword attack.

"Xuan Mingji!"

Black stone soil with the help of the earth's artistic conception to resist the moment of Taiyi sword, Ye Chenfeng does not give him a chance to breathe, 30 magical lines, magical lines and ten lines of swords blend in Together, they formed a devastating and devastating attack, rolling the rolling air, like a tornado that traversed the void, and bombarded the black stone.

"The meaning of the earth, triple defense."

Black stone is very deep in understanding the horror of the Xuan Ming eclipse. The 30-way earth pattern flew out of his body, forming a solid defensive wall in front of him, resisting the big waves and sand-like sacred attacks.

"Rumble, bang..."

Xuanming's polar road bombarded the earthen wall of the thirty-story road, and the dense blasting sound was heard. The powerful attack continued to blast on the earth wall and smashed the road pattern.

"Taiwan sword, a word sword."

When the sacred earth wall smashed the wall, the whole body of Ye Chenfeng merged with the Emperor Sword in his hand, piercing a thick sword awn, tearing the air, cutting With all the barriers, a sword stabbed the wall of the Tao.

"Hey!"

The Taoist earth wall was worn by Ye Chenfeng in a sword, and the black stone made a second reaction. The sharp swordsman Yu Wei hit his strong shoulder and left on his shoulder. A blood hole, a lot of blood flowing out.

"Injury, black stone is extremely hurt."

"God, is that Xu Mingwei still a kendo genius."

"It’s terrible. I thought that the black stone was extremely deep. I didn’t expect Xu Mingwei’s foundation to be deeper than him. It seems that Xu Mingwei really has the possibility of defeating the black stone.”

"Instant Killing a Sword!"

Puncture the shoulders of the black stone, and the morning wind is chasing after the victory. The whole body is once again merged with the Emperor Sword, and it is transformed into a speed sword, blending with the sharp sword pattern and stabbing the black stone. .

Ye Chenfeng’s speed is too fast, so that Blackstone has no time to dodge.

Looking at the black stone, the smashing sword of the morning wind is pierced by the throat. Suddenly, the black stone earth maps the endless earth light, and a large number of soil lines gather in front of him, forming another way. The Italian soil wall resisted the sharp sword of Ye Chenfeng.

"Forty Ways of Soil, The Way of the Earth is Four Heavens!"

Looking at the Taoist wall, there are forty lines of earth, and Ye Chenfeng’s brows are slightly stunned, revealing a touch of surprise, and he is shocked by the understanding of the black stone.

Not only the morning wind of the leaves showed a surprise, but the audience in the stands also made a scream. The understanding of the black stone and the earth's sacredness deeply shocked their hearts and gave them awe.

"I didn't expect you to force my last card, you are more and more surprised me."

The condensed lines of forty roads, the black stone that got a breather, took a deep breath, pressed the body's tumbling blood, and said in a low voice: "But this game should be over." /

"Why, do you think I can't break your defense?"

Although the defense of the earth is extremely terrible, Ye Chenfeng still has a way to break it apart. A large number of swords are sprayed out of the body, surrounded by his body, forming a sturdy sword rain. .

"Taiwan sword, a word sword!"

Improved the meaning of the sword to the double heaven, and Ye Chenfeng once again applied a sword to attack the black stone.

A sword stabbed out, and the lines of the twenty swords were smashed out, sharp and sharp, and the terrible word sword was in a state of light, stabbed in the earthy wall of the forty roads. .

"Hey!"

A sword was attacked by a sword that merged the lines of the 20 swords. The earthen wall was not pierced, but there was a road crack on the surface of the earth wall.

"Ten Thousands of Forces, Broken!"

When everyone thought that Ye Chenfeng couldn't break the earthy wall of the black stone, the four great spirits broke out, such as the tidal tide, poured into the Emperor's sword.

The Ditian Sword is severely damaged, and all the attacking patterns are broken. However, it is a medium-sized instrument, and its hardness is beyond the scope of the heavenly instrument.

"Broken!"

Feeling that the attacking power of the Emperor's sword was provoked, Ye Chenfeng burst into a bang, and his hands clenched the Emperor's sword and violently exerted his strength. It was like a broken bamboo piercing the meaning of the meaning of the forty soil. Earth wall.

"What!"

Seeing the solid earth wall of the Ruojinjintang was worn by the broken Emperor Tianjian, the black stone soil brows abruptly, revealing an incredible color, a body flashing, decisive dodge.

But at the moment he evaded, a shadow appeared on his side, sealing the space he evaded.

"Xuan Mingji!"

Ye Chenfeng screamed and grabbed the opportunity of the black stone and rushed to evade, and once again hit the Xuan Mingji Road and bombarded him on his body.

With a loud bang, the black stone earth body defense was smashed by the Xuanming road, and the terrible power of the mysterious slammed on his body, flew him out and fell out of tens of meters. Far, almost fell out of the fighting platform to lose the game.