Eight Desolate Sword God

In the morning, a sun pierced the night before dawn, and covered the stars in the sky through the boundless clouds.

Bathing in the morning sun, the second day of qualifying began.

Ye Chenfeng’s fifth opponent, from the local genius of Xingluo Tiancheng, cultivated less than fifty years, reached the level of the three-level beasts, and cultivated the spirit of Lei to the extremely high level of the brakes.

"Ghost Sword, your winning streak can be terminated."

The burly figure, with a pair of thunder gloves, the eyes flashing in the eyes of the electric mansile silver thunder sounds like a drum.

"Hey!"

The brakes of the silver thunder have just fallen, and a sharp sword mans flashed in front of the brakes.

Ye Chenfeng suddenly came out of the sword and stabbed the throat of the brakes at a speed that exceeded several times the speed of light.

When the brakes were pre-emptive and felt to be dodge, Ye Chenfeng’s deep scorpion shimmered in the illusion of the road, confusing the soul of the brakes, and letting him react slowly.

When the silver thunder was returned to the gods, the sharp and powerful ghost-killing sword pierced his body defense, stabbed him on his neck, and a stream of blood ran down his neck.

"Even if I can't do a sword, why should you beat me?"

Ye Chenfeng pointed the sword at the throat of the silver mine with a sword, without a trace of affection.

"Ghost sword, the game has not started yet, you are a sneak attack."

A lot of sweat came out on his forehead, and the ghostly sword that was full of sweat and anger was snarling into anger.

"Okay, then I will give you another chance, I hope you can hold it."

Ghost Sword reveals a sneer, retracts the ghost and kills the sword, and stands alone on the battle platform, waiting for the game to begin.

The game officially began with the supervision of the game.

The next moment, in the eyes of the silver mine, flashing a sharp sword mans, stabbed his throat.

Although the brakes were precautionary and early, they did not consciously look at Ye Chenfeng.

But this eye, but the brake silver mine has a feeling of falling into the muddy swamp, the reaction has been slow.

When he forcibly dispelled the insults of the Eight Diagrams, Ye Chenfeng’s ghost-killing sword once again pierced his body defense, stabbed him on his throat, and smashed blood along the ghost’s sword. Come out.

"Now, what else do you have to say." Ye Chenfeng looked at the brakes and thunder, and asked without a trace of affection.

"You..."

In the eyes of the public, Ye Chenfeng pointed his finger at the throat twice, which made Shuai Yinlei feel a shameful shame, and a terrible soul beast emerged from his body.

"Silver Yin Lei, you do not admit defeat!" Ye Chenfeng asked indifferent.

"I want to let me admit defeat, next life."

As a prostitute disciple of Xing Luo Tiancheng, Zhai Yinlei is not afraid that Ye Chenfeng will hurt his life. He wants to dodge the attack of the ghost to kill the sword and launch a fierce counterattack against him.

Ghost sword may care for the identity of the brakes, but Ye Chenfeng is fearless. His wrists are shaking. The sharp ghosts are like a broken bamboo. They pierce the throat of the brakes, and a lot of blood is splashing. come out.

"You!"

Zhang Yinlei's hands clasped the ghost-stained sword, which was stained with blood, and widened his eyes. He looked at the cold and ruthless ghost sword, and his heart was full of panic.

"I asked the last time, do you admit defeat?" Ye Chenfeng said relentlessly.

"I, I admit defeat!"

Feeling the killing intention of Ye Chenfeng's body, the brakes are fearful. He has no doubt that if he is hard, Ye Chenfeng is very likely to kill himself and humiliate.

"Hey!"

Zhen Yin Lei admitted the loss, Ye Chenfeng quickly pulled back the ghost to kill the sword, in the eyes of the brakes of the silver sorrowful resentment, turned and jumped to the fighting platform.

"Hey, this ghost sword is too embarrassing, and even a little bit of love does not stay, is he not afraid of the revenge of the Star Luo Tiancheng?"

"But with the strength of the ghost sword, he has the possibility to defeat the seed player Braun. If he can stand out and show enough strength, the Stars will want to move him to estimate." /

Looking at the strong defeat of the brakes, the cold and ruthless Ye Chenfeng, many people are stunned by his hot means, even the ice cloud hidden in the dark, is also watching Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng's strong defeat to the brakes and silver mines did not take long. Jiang Tian, ​​the snow demon, and the cypress knives, who were watched by the ice cloud, also defeated their opponents and completed the winning streak.

The atmosphere of the entire venue, because of the fabulous game constantly improved, fierce shouts, screams are endless.

Awaiting for more than an hour, Ye Chenfeng waited for his sixth opponent, only lost to Bailing, took the refining route, and the body was full of explosive muscles, like a man of the dragon.

Understanding the failure of the brake silver mine, the man of the dragon changed into the strongest battle form as soon as he came up, and rotated a tens of thousands of pounds of mace, and launched a fierce attack on Ye Chenfeng, wanting to suppress His offensive.

"The power is good, but the flaws are a bit more!"

When the man of the savage dragon launched a violent storm-like attack, the early morning deduction of the soul of the sea in the spirit of Ye Chenfeng quickly captured the flaws in the attack of the man.

Next, Ye Chenfeng's body appeared in the body of twenty swords, the speed of attacking the flaws in the men's offensive, and forcibly interrupted his attack.

The two men fought fiercely with hundreds of moves, and the offensive was repeatedly interrupted by the sword of the sword. The offensive was completely suppressed by Ye Chenfeng.

"Instant Killing a Sword!"

When the man was forced by Ye Chenfeng to the edge of the fighting platform, Ye Chenfeng's entire body instantly merged with the ghost-killing sword, and the speed was amazingly stabbed to his chest.

"Hey!"

The body of the man was broken, and the force of the horrible kendo directly penetrated his body and fell out of the fighting platform to lose the game.

Destroy the man of the savage dragon, Ye Chenfeng did not drag the water, jumped down the battle platform, and quietly waited for his final match with Bailing.

And this matchup is also about the tenth team who can finally qualify.

The game is in full swing, and the fascinating pictures are constantly appearing, making the audience in the stands very enjoyable.

The final round of the group match began. Ye Chenfeng quietly waited for a few games, and finally it was his turn to compete with the strongest Bailing who had just broken through the third-level beastly kingdom.

Bai Ling, looks very beautiful, pretty little face white and red, pink and tender look like ripe peaches, people love.

And she and the flowers fell rain and said that the star field is superb, and there are countless pursuers.

"Ghost Sword, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, I don't know you anymore."

The eyes of Braun are bent into the shape of the crescent, looking at the indifference of the look, with the cold air of the morning wind, the war said high.

"Get out, don't delay the time!" Ye Chenfeng raised his ghost and killed the sword, pointing to Bailing, and said indifferently.

"Dare to point me with a sword, I can't spare you."

Bai Ling’s eyes glimpsed, and a lifelike fairy crane appeared in her body.

When she merged with the soul beast, she instantly changed into a beastly soul form, bursting with amazing power, holding a soft whip covered with scales, smashing the air, and launching a deadly attack on Ye Chenfeng. .

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