Eight Desolate Sword God

"Win, Mingwei really won."

Seeing the scene of the strong morning wind defeating the black stone, the water is stunned, and the white little hand smothered his mouth and tried not to let himself shout.

"Mom, what is the origin of the kid, who has just learned the sword."

The sorrowful water-like magician can't accept the result of the black stone's extreme failure. Once he grasps the crystal cup in his hand, he glares at Ye Chenfeng and bites his teeth.

"吟吟..."

Just as the devastating storm gradually dissipated, and Ye Chenfeng appeared in the sight of everyone, a dragon scream suddenly sounded under the martial arts.

The next moment, a lot of dragons poured out of the fighting platform, gathered in the air, like a dragon with a tooth and claws, did not enter the dragon-shaped lines on the forehead of Ye Chenfeng.

"A strong dragon, why Xu Mingwei's victory over Blackrock is even stronger than the devil's innocence, is it that Xu Mingwei's talent surpasses the devil's innocence."

Looking at the dragon's enthusiasm that melted into the forehead of Ye Chenfeng, the ring stand once again made a scream of one after another. Even the moon, the moon and the rain opened their eyes, revealing a strange color.

"Complete, the body of the dragon in the dragon-shaped texture is finally complete."

Ye Chenfeng, who was bathed in the strong dragon, felt the change in the dragon-shaped pattern. He opened his eyes and showed a faint smile. His body flashed slightly and crossed the distance of hundreds of meters and returned to the stands.

"Ming Wei, the sword you just pulled out is taught by your master?"

Recalling the destructive power of the sword of the king, the water that has not been calm for a long time is asked curiously.

"Well, that trick was created by my master." Ye Chenfeng nodded and made a random call.

"That's terrible destructive power, I am afraid it will be better than the Chinese medicine." The water red mark took a deep breath and said with a shock of sighing inside.

"I don't know the level of the move, the master did not tell me." Ye Chenfeng shook his head.

When finished, Ye Chenfeng did not give the opportunity to ask questions such as the water, and closed his eyes, and controlled the brain to continue to play the Emperor's sword and devour the dragon.

"It's my turn to play."

After mid-month, I looked at the closed eyes and let him produce a little interest in Ye Chenfeng. He slowly stood up and appeared with the Western Mozong genius.

The devil is only the third day of the Western Mozong, and he is hardly optimistic about anyone, but the strength he showed when he played against the moon in the middle of the day shocked the audience.

"Well, why is this magical attack method so similar to the magic cloud!"

Even Ye Chenfeng was attracted by this fierce competition. Looking at the magical attack method and the performance of the soul, Ye Chenfeng had a feeling of deja vu.

"Dancing Magic!"

Mids in the middle of the moon and the devil screamed for thousands of rounds, and could not suppress him. He gradually lost his patience and displayed his magical work.

A black magical shadow emerged from his body, holding a powerful sword, and rolling the magic of the sky, screaming at the devil.

"Death Black Wheel!"

The magical shadow of the magical magic of the gods came, a large number of dark lines appeared to reveal the devil's body, turned into ten dead black wheels, sealed the space, and hardened the black magic shadow attack.

"Boom!"

Dancing of the Shadows and the Death Black Wheel in the mid-air fierce rebellion, sounded a dense burst of sound.

After a fierce attack, the ten dead black wheels enchanted by the devil are all smashed by the shadow of the dance.

Breaking the attack of the devil, the Shadow of the Shadows carries a strong magical spirit to continue to attack, and wants to beat the devil.

"Wanhua Black Lotus!"

Dancing in the sky, the devil sneaked his mouth open immediately, and a black lotus, which was in the dark and slowly, flew out of his mouth, and was bombarded in the shadow of the shadow.

"Boom!"

Wanhua Black Lotus exploded, and the terrible blasting force bombarded the body of the Shadow of the Shadow, directly blasting its body.

"Dancing in the sky!"

The shadow is smashed by the devil, and the mid-day continues to display the big killings. The magic shadow that appears behind him becomes a half-moon arc, which runs through the void, like a round of demon moons.

"大斩魔龙刃!"

The magical sorrow of the Vietnam War is not dodged. The whole body is merged with the middle-aged sword in the hand, and it becomes a magic dragon-like knife. It blends with the dark pattern and the knife pattern. Go up.

For a time, the sound of the entire battlefield was swallowed up by the blasting sound, and the impact force formed a horrible sound wave, which shocked the violent tremor around the fighting platform.

"I didn't expect the West Mozong to hide your masters except the devil, it seems that I have to be serious."

Speaking, a black magic tiger emerged in the middle of the moon. He quickly burned the soul of the beast, and his own strength climbed, crossing the half-step beast, reaching the level of the first-class beast.

"Sure enough, this month, you can have a first-class beastmaster strength in an instant."

Feeling the strength of the sky in the middle of the sky, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes shot a glimmer of light. From the various means of the mid-day show, he wants to beat him, he must use the cards and burn the blood. .

"I admit defeat!"

In the middle of the month, the sky was soaring to the level of the beast of the beast, and when it was ready to launch a fierce attack, the devil sneaked out and confessed to lose. Without any mud and water, he turned and flew away from the fighting platform.

"Hmm?"

The middle of the month did not expect the magic sorrow to suddenly admit defeat, look a glimpse, watching the back of his flying away, the brow could not help but wrinkle.

"Hey!"

The devil confessed to the loss, the dragon screamed in the martial arts stage, and a large amount of dragon gas poured into the dragon-shaped line on the forehead of the moon, and soon, the mid-day sky also condensed the complete dragon body, and The length of his condensed body is longer than Ye Chenfeng.

The mid-day defeated the devil, and the last quarter-final game was immediately staged.

The two sides of the battle are hot, the wild moonlight and the silver mask, and the mysterious ‘shadow’.

"You are strong, but if you want to beat me, you need to come up with some real skills."

Shadows hold a pair of thin, sturdy Chinese swords, and look at the moon and the rain with great enthusiasm, without a trace of affection.

"Real skills?" Moonlight rain reveals a cold smile: "I can see if you can force me to be true."

Speaking, the tall two women moved at the same time and launched a fierce attack on each other.

The contest between the moon ice rain and the ‘shadow’ is not as violent as the moon and the fascinating heart, but they have brought the speed to the extreme.

The dazzling afterimages of the roads are staggered in the fighting platform, colliding, and the air ripples with dense water ripples.

The two women did not give each other a fierce battle, good at shadow killing, the assassination of the 'shadow' slightly occupied the upper hand, the attack of the ghosts suppressed the attack speed of the moon ice rain.

"Dancing in the Shadows!"

The attack speed was restrained by the shadow, and the moon and ice rain immediately operated. The magical power summoned a powerful magic shadow, which increased the strength and fierce counterattack.

The moon ice rain condenses the shadow, and the ‘shadow’ also exerts a big killing trick. The two women continue to fight against each other in a tit-for-tat manner, and the game is more and more exciting.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and the two women fought fiercely with tens of thousands of moves. With the strength and inheritance, Yuebingyu gradually suppressed the unpredictable speed of ‘shadow’.

Finally, the moon and the rain were superior, and they struggled for more than one hour, defeating the ‘Shadow’ and winning the final match, winning the last four places.

Since then, the top four were all produced, namely, Mo Wu, Ye Chenfeng, Moon Mid-day and Moon Ice Rain.