The Strongest Dan God

If Ye Zifeng’s words are heard, they will be heard throughout the compound.

From the magical array, to the enemies, to the closing of the door, in one go, the flow of water, logically into a chapter.

Those who don’t know, thought that Ye Zifeng had already planned for several days.

However, in fact, from the time he entered Tianmen to the present, he added up in total, in fact, it took less than two days.

In the dead town of the ghost, which is equivalent to the difficulty of the middle class of the martial arts, the front is hard and the corpse is frenzied.

These behaviors are really difficult for the Guru to imagine.

......

"This... well."

Three consecutive "good" characters are the portrayal of the mood of the cold moon now irritated.

"Leaf front, you still want to fight with me as a beastly beast. It seems that I have looked down on you. However, you are waiting for me. When the flute is over, you are the group of people, and you are killed. s begin……"

At this time, the cold moon, the heart does not leave the meaning of a small scorpion, and even more than a dozen steps back, the face is awe-inspiring, holding the right jade flute, the sound of the sound, suddenly became octaves.

The ghost servant still in the courtyard, under the octave of the octave, suddenly became a grin, and the whole body's blue veins are constantly expanding...

......

"Hey!"

Another is the shadow of a sword passing by, a ghost servant neck between the three or four blood holes, the body is relaxed, slowly falling to the ground.

Zhao Shucheng pulled out the sword and greeted him in a hurry. "Hurry up, the movements are speeding up again. I heard the flute change. Yes, the more ghosts and servants are killed now, we will have the flute before the end." The chance to live..."

"Good!" The crowd shouted, and the movements on hand were swift and unconstrained.

This team, although temporarily formed, is unequivocal under such critical moments.

The excellent conditions created by Ye Zifeng are also very good in inspiring everyone, let them see the hope of reversal, and work hard for it.

Zhao Shucheng paused for a moment, glanced at the audience, and his eyes stopped on someone, suddenly revealing a surprise color: "Ye Feng, we are all working hard, what the **** are you doing?"

"I am not studying your ice sword."

It turned out that he saw the leaf front waving, waving to the right, trying the sword in his hand, but he did not see him killing any ghost servant.

"what……"

Zhao Shucheng heard a word and stayed on the spot: "Did you hear what the ghost servant owner said? Besides, you don't already have a purple electric flying sword. Now is it, what time is it? Emperor sword?"

"My purple electric flying sword was accidentally wound up, so I thought..."

Zhao Shucheng took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but be shocked by the cheeky face of the other party.

Rolling edge? The flying sword of the peak of the spirit will also curl the blade?

This is just not used well.

Ye Feng is honest and ask for advice, and smiles slightly: "You are not saying, is this ice emperor sword passed down from the ancestors, so what is the trick in use? If I can't get this explanation, I am afraid, I can't concentrate on killing. Ghost servant."

"you……"

"Okay, I am grinding the knife and not cutting the woodwork. You are not hiding. Just tell me, don't delay everyone's ... fighter."

Speaking of the word "warplane", Zhao Shucheng looked awkward and twitched his mouth. When he was in peacetime, he would not only take care of Ye Zifeng, but would also give him a windy sole.

However, now, it is the ambition to unite against the enemy, and no one can let the chain fall.

Who knows what happens to the scene when the flute of the cold moon stops.

Everything needs to be prepared and prepared.

"Well, I owe you, anyway, this ice emperor sword has already been returned to you, and now the situation is urgent. If you want to slam the door, I will give you this stuff."

Zhao Shucheng bit his teeth and held something in his arms. After a while, he let go of his hand and threw a small ring to Ye Zifeng.

"This is..." Ye Zifeng's eyes picked up slightly.

Zhao Shucheng has some pain in his face: "I still remember the ring that gave you the identity of the Zhao family. I now give you this ring, which is the ring that symbolizes the blood of the Zhao family. You are filled with aura inside, this ice emperor The frost of the sword can be used."

If the weapons passed down by the ancestors can be used by others, if there is no prohibition, then most of them are shabby.

Today, this ice emperor sword can be launched with the ring, naturally nothing is anything.

And Zhao Shucheng gave his ring to Ye Zifeng, apparently for the sake of his life, and did his best.

This good opportunity, no longer come, and later, Zhao Shucheng will not be willing to give up, take out the ring to Ye Zifeng.

"It turned out! Then I will try."

In the front of the leaf, the light is released, and the ring that Zhao Shucheng gives is put on, and a respirence of arms is poured out, attached to the ring, and a shimmering shimmer of ice crystals is released.

"The magic weapon of the Zhao family is really a little doorway."

He sighed and sighed, then reached out to hold the handle of the ice emperor sword, and suddenly there was an ethereal and deep warfare in his heart, and even the shimmer on the ring was magnified.

Not yet controlled by Ye Zifeng, a wonderful force, from the sword tip of the ice emperor sword.

The Ye Zifeng reaction is also extremely fast. When I look at the wrong sign, I immediately turn it to a ghost servant, and the stocks are cold and chilly, bursting out from the tip of the sword!

"in!"

The energy snake, twists and turns, a cluster of ice crystal gas, condenses into a solid body in front of the ghost servant in front of the eyes, layered, spread from the ghost's feet to the chest, and finally condensed to the face.

The other party even had no time to express any surprise, and the whole person was frozen and frozen.

“叮叮叮” counts the sound.

In the front of the leaf, the light flashed through the field, and the whole trend was taken, and the ice sword was taken back smoothly.

I saw the "ice sculpture" in front of me, and I fell down with the strength of his hand.

A crisp loud noise, smoke and dust.

A ghost servant who just stood still, and in a twinkling of an eye, it became the ice **** of the earth.

This scene is particularly eye-catching. Even the cold moon that blows the jade flutes is also down, and I look at Ye Zifeng with a deeper look.

"Oh, Zhao Shucheng, you are a magic weapon, it is really amazing."

Ye Feng was satisfied with a big smile, nodded and looked up to see Zhao Shucheng.

However, he found that the other party took a short and sigh of relief and stood in the same place as the roots, just like the "ice sculpture" just now.

"This……"

Under Zhao Shucheng, half of his face was twitching: "I was forced to study for half a year, and I couldn’t play the strength of this ice emperor sword. How come you just got started, even the ice emperor sword has not yet If you are hot, can you do this?"

Ye Fenghe chuckled and said: "It seems that this ice emperor sword and I have a good relationship, this ring, you simply give it to me."

You must know that Ye Zifeng’s predecessor was Wu Zong, and this means of forming a gas was completely different from Zhao Shucheng.

As for what is called the ancestral magic weapon, there is nothing to say in the eyes of Ye Zong, a Wu Zong-level figure. After all, the remaining magic weapon used by Ye Zifeng, after a few hundred years, has not become a child’s mouth. What about the ancestral magic weapon?

"Whoever said to send you, I just borrowed you." Zhao Shucheng stunned for a moment, and his expression was slightly irritated: "If you dare to take my ring, be careful..."

"Don't you forget that the blood contract you had set before, and the vows that you can't avenge your eternal life?" Ye Zifeng smiled and asked.

"you……"

Zhao Shucheng was shocked and shocked.

Yeah, he remembered.

The big words I have said before, no doubt, have already decided that he was unable to fight back when he was smashed by the leaves.

Eternal life can not revenge this bet, although it seems that there is no substantial loss, but really think about it, but it will be a caring person, can do a good job.

Because, let alone the ring, even if you cut Zhao Shucheng into an arm, according to the oath, he can not take revenge.

"Well, don't worry so much, I have already said that the magic weapon is everything outside the body, and the life is the most important thing. Now, our enemy is her alone."

Ye Zifeng smiled awkwardly and looked up. His look turned cold. He lifted the ice emperor sword and pointed to the position where the cold moon was. The two men looked at each other and the coldness and killing in each other's eyes spilled over.

Zhao Shucheng has not had time to say anything.

At the end of Yeh Feng, he has already set off.

"The final sprint, everyone is hurrying!"

I saw him rushing to the ice sword, and the white light slammed.

The scent of the sword tip is like a thousand years of mysterious ice. It has frozen several ghost servants, and the power is fierce. The speed is fast and jaw-dropping.

He didn't shoot, but he was thunderous when he shot.

The blade of the blade of the blade, no doubt, has inspired the blood of the hearts of everyone.

"Follow it, the flute will stop, what are you waiting for?"

"Yeah, no war at this time, when to wait, the ice emperor sword with the blade front opens, now, it is the time of the war!"

There are conditions that require pre-war preparation.

Some conditions can only be achieved in wartime! For example, Ye Zifeng obtained the ring corresponding to the Ice Emperor Sword.

Changed the time, changed a place, changed the individual, Zhao Shu achievements will not surrender their own ring, Ye Zifeng can not stimulate the potential of the ice emperor sword...

In the courtyard.

Under the violent assault of the people using the ice emperor sword and the leaf front using the ice emperor sword, the speed of killing has more than doubled.

The aura whirls in the air, the sword enters the sword, and the blood flutters.

In the twinkling of an eye, the remaining ghost servants have only the last three.

And at this time, the flute stopped...

The end of the song.

The cold moon put down the jade flute, and the pale lips showed a sneer.

"There are still ghosts left, that means you are all finished..."

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