Eight Desolate Sword God

Ye Chenfeng and Han Baidao blame have just set foot on the six-story heaven, and the two extremely fast figures broke into the banned space where they both lived.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng had an amazing speed in front of his eyes.

The top ten strong stars are ranked fourth, and the winds that are known for their speed are vying for Ye Chenfeng. The opponents of the cypresses are more terrible, wearing purple-gold armor, like the invincible **** of war. Slaughter.

"Ghost Sword, you can set foot on these six-level steps, which is really unexpected, but your good fortune can stop here."

Gathering a pair of thunder and lightning wings, the whole body is thunderous, and the wind with a pair of spike-like gloves ignores the pressure of the sky, and says coldly.

"Why are you so much nonsense?" Ye Chenfeng said indifferently: "To fight, there is so much nonsense."

"Haha, ghost sword, you are more interesting than the original."

The wind screamed, and the slowly-swinging thunder and lightning wings suddenly violently fanned up, and set off a thunder and lightning hurricane, such as a lightning bolt that smashed the void, and launched a fierce attack on Ye Chenfeng.

The wind is not as strong as the ancient moon, breaking the army and so on, but his speed is absolutely the best in the star field. If he is single, he is definitely ranked first in the star field.

"Hurry!"

Ye Chenfeng only felt a flower in his eyes, and the wind appeared in front of him, and a punch filled with the power of thunder and lightning hit the chest of Ye Chenfeng.

"Rumble!"

A deafening blast sounded, and the thunderous force of the wind broke out in the fist of the wind. It broke the soul of the body of the morning wind and bombarded his body. The powerful moral force was hard. He was shaken back three steps.

"Well, no injuries!"

Although a boxing shakes off the morning breeze, but on the face of Yufeng, there is a deep color of surprise. He can’t believe that he’s attacked with a punch of the lower-quality rubber glove. Ye Chenfeng is divided.

After a brief surprise, Yufeng continued to attack Ye Chenfeng and wanted to rely on absolute speed to suppress him.

After being attacked by the wind and the wind, Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes, but at the moment he closed his eyes, the power of the brain was erupting, and the attacking trajectory of the wind was quickly deduced.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng’s body was worn by the imposing wind tunnel, but there was no painful expression change on Ye Chenfeng’s face.

"Well, speed afterimage!"

The imperial wind showed a hint of surprise, and the surprise morning breeze turned out to be such a short time, and the speed residual shadow evaded his attack.

"I really took you down, but I have to see how long you can hide."

The wind and the pupils shrink, locking the closed-eyed leaf morning wind, and continue to launch an amazing attack on him. The limit speed draws a shadow in the air, which is dazzling.

"Hey!"

The sound of the wind has just fallen, and Ye Chenfeng suddenly stabbed a sword and stabbed the void. A sword filled with eight kendo hard interrupted the ultimate speed of the wind.

"Hmm..."

The wind brows a sigh, the surprise in the heart is thicker, and the surprise morning breeze can predict his movement in advance.

"Is it a coincidence?"

After contemplation, Yufeng continued to fan the thunder of the thunder, raising the speed to the peak and continuing to attack Ye Chenfeng by absolute speed.

The imperial wind hits quickly, and the closed-eyed Ye Chenfeng quickly throws out the sword to attack the void, while the seemingly untargeted swordsman, but constantly interrupts the movement speed of the wind, making him quite uncomfortable.

"How is it possible, how did he predict my movement?"

It may be a coincidence, but Ye Chenfeng can attack in advance before his own movement, so that the wind is completely certain, and Ye Chenfeng has captured his own speed trajectory.

When the wind was shocked, Ye Chen storm plucked up, holding a ghost to kill the sword, and a stunned sword filled with eighty swords, and the sword was forced to retreat. There was a deep sword mark on the pistol-level battle suit he wore.

"God, I didn't read it wrong, the wind was forced to retreat by the ghost sword, how did he do it."

"This ghost sword is absolutely hidden in the big secret, otherwise in a few years, his strength can not be raised to such a degree."

Not only the audience on the stand perceived the suspicion, but the ice cloud that has been secretly observed, the brakes also saw the problem.

"This ghost sword is definitely a problem."

The eyes of the ice cloud reveal a hot color, which locks the target, secretly increases the space ban, completely blocks the space, prepares for the end of qualifying, picks up the ghost sword, and asks him the secret.

"The wind, your strength is just that!"

Ye Chenfeng looked gloomy and had a clear sword on the chest. The corner of his mouth was slightly tilted. He held the ghost and killed the sword and continued to attack him.

"Blood burning!"

It feels that Ye Chenfeng is far more difficult to deal with than the imagination. The wind is scorned, and the power of the blood is burned in an instant. The change becomes the shape of the beast, and a layer of blue-green feathers covers his body.

"Hey!"

A shrill sound broke out, and the wind of the beast-like form inspired the strongest power of the thunder's wings, raising the speed to the limit, drawing a light and shadow in mid-air, and attacking the leaf morning wind at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye.

The wind lifts the speed to the limit, even if the four-level beastmaster masters are quite difficult to deal with, but in the deduction of the brain, the movement of the wind is completely locked by Ye Chenfeng, he closes his eyes. While dodging, attacking, and having a good deal with the imperial wind.

"Wind and Thunderbolt!"

The strongest speed can't help but the morning wind, the imperial wind will raise the meaning of the thunder to the Eight Heavens, and a lot of thunder will spread out in the wings of the thunder, turning into endless thunder feathers, penetrating the air, attacking To Ye Chenfeng.

"The Kendo Eight Heavens, Broken!"

The endless thunder feathers hit, Ye Chenfeng did not dodge, the power of the eight-way kendo spewed out of his body, and he stabbed a sword, driving the momentum of the kendo, and rushing toward the thunderous thunder. .

"Boom!"

The two avenues were bombarded together, and the power of the explosion was earth-shattering. The two avenues were like the tide of the violent attack, and the fierce rebellion. For a time, the banned space fell into chaos.

Ye Chenfeng and the imperial wind fiercely fight, the terrible strength of the ages, breaking the army, but the masses have suppressed their opponents with an overwhelming advantage, and constantly increase their physical injuries.

In particular, wearing purple gold armor, holding a strong force sinking the faucet, the strength is fierce, like a killing person, but also the smashing cypress knife vomiting blood, repeatedly receding, can not resist His fierce offensive.

"Dead!"

As the person screamed and screamed, his arms and muscles suddenly swelled, and the rolling force was injected into the faucet. He gripped the faucet and smashed the power of the earth-shattering, and smashed the knives.

In the face of the knives and shadows of the people, the cypress knife immediately spit out the Taobao green trees to resist.

But the attack of the human slaughter was terrible, and the Daobao green tree was smashed by the hardships, and he was also left by the leading knives, leaving a lot of blood in the air and falling down the six-story ladder. , lost the game.

Strongly defeating the cypress knives, and immediately a large number of pure powers of the heavens and the earth melted into the body of the human beings. When he merged the power of the heavens and the earth, he did not first climb the seven-story ladder. Obviously he Still do not care about the strength of the ancient autumn and break the army, do not want to play against them too early.

The man slaughtered the cypress knives for a long time. In the ages of the ancients, the broken army successively made troubles, and successively displayed large killings, defeated the swordsman and the sword evil, and won the stunning showdown.

At this point, the battle of the six-story ladder left only Ye Chenfeng and Yufeng undecided, and they became the only focus.

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