Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 120—Power vs.

“It’s too strong, and Ye’s strength is too strong.”

“Shen Tu brother, the Shangguan brother is like a child who will just walk in front of him, and does not pose any threat to him.”

Seeing Ye Chenfeng overwhelmingly defeated the joint efforts of Shentu Kuang and Shangyuan Yuantong, and almost all the disciples who were present were impressed by the strength of Ye Chenfeng.

After defeating Shentu Kuang, Ye Chenfeng successfully stood out in the third group, and Fu Youyue, Lin Yixin, finalist.

Due to the group match, the three people of Ye Chenfeng barely encountered big troubles. The three of them only adjusted for more than half an hour and completely recovered their peak.

After the draw, the first game was played by Fu Youyue to Lin Xinxin, the second game Lin Yixin to Ye Chenfeng, and the third game Ye Chenfeng to Fu Youyue.

Although the result of the draw is somewhat unfavorable to Ye Chenfeng, he needs to continue to play against Lin Yixin and Fu Youyue.

However, Ye Chenfeng was not affected by the slightest influence. He sat quietly on the sidelines and watched Fu Youyue and Lin Biao’s heart.

“Fu Youyue, I have long wanted to fight with you.” Lin Biao’s heart looked at the hot, Fu Youyue without a trace of expression, the body’s fighting intent is getting more and more fierce.

“Lin Xinxin, you are not my opponent, just deal with you, just a knife.” Fu Youyue took the top grade Spirit Artifact bloodmoon knife from the universe pouch, gently stroked the blood red blade, do not like to say sadly .

“One knife!” Lin Biao’s heart smiled and said: “Then I will see, how do you beat me with one knife.”

“Many, fusion.”

At the beginning of the game, Lin Biao’s mind was moved, and the body was blended with Soul Beast. The muscles of the whole body swelled and his strength climbed.

In the face of the amazing attack of Fu Youyue, Lin Biaoxin did not choose to defend, but took the initiative to launch an attack, rolling soul power into his palms.

“The Promise Sanshou 8th-Layer, the Promise.”

A very penetrating bombardment sounded in Lin Biao’s mouth. When he raised his power to the peak, he printed the most powerful blow he had at Fu Youyue.

A large handprint full of destructive power, as if to wear the sky, printed on Fu Youyue, standing still, motionless.

“The broken knife is 7th-Layer, and the mountain is broken.”

Fu Youyue’s pupils shrink, and the hot body and the bloody knife in his hand melt into a special trajectory.

With a knife and a knife, the sturdy knife and knives carry the power of desperation, and they are stunned by the heartlessness of Lin Biao’s heart.

“Hey!” A piece of cloth was snarled by the sound of tearing.

The heartlessness of Lin Biao’s heart is like a tofu. It is smashed by Fu Youyue, and the speed of the devastating knife is not reduced. The body of Lin Biao’s heart is changed.

A knife broke through his body defense, and he flew out, and a lot of blood flowed out of his chest.

When Lin Biao, who was injured in the chest, wanted to get up quickly, Fu Youyue’s cold bloody knife was placed on his neck, without a trace of emotion: “Lin Xinxin, you lost.”

“I, I admit defeat.”

After a year of hard work, Lin Shuxin’s strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. He thought he could not defeat Fu Youyue at least.

But after the fight, he discovered that Fu Youyue grew faster than himself, and defeated himself with only one stroke, which made his self-confidence suffer.

“The knife, Fu Youyue understood the knife.”

I felt that Fu Youyue had just had the knife, and it contained the destructive power of the knife. The Qian Daobai and other people sitting in the main stand were slightly moved.

Because the knife momentum is the same as the sword momentum, it is the swordsman and the swordsman’s dreams. It can be said that the swordsman who understands the sword or the sword momentum, the swordsman, can not be limited in the future.

“I don’t know the sword momentum that Fu Youyue comprehends and the sword momentum that Ye Chenfeng understands. It is weak and weak.”

When Ye Chenfeng and Shentu Heng played against each other, they exposed the word momentum, so witnessing Fu Youyue comprehending the scene of the knife, Elder Liu and others could not help but expect the two of them to play.

Because Fu Youyue just had the knife, the attacking power was excellent, and he did not have a serious injury. So Lin Xin’s heart was restored with the help of a Rank 8 medicinal pill. Injury.

“Chenfeng, be careful, although Lin Xinxin lost to Fu Youyue, but you must not underestimate his strength, he is terrible.” Lin Kezhu whispered to Lin Biaoxin, who was defeated.

“I will pay attention.” Ye Chenfeng nodded, his body flashing slightly, and the glimpse of the sky appeared in the center of the battlefield, and the eyes of Lin Biao, who recovered the wounded and breathable, looked at each other.

“Ye Chenfeng, in fact, you are the one I am most looking forward to, I don’t know this. We are fighting for strength and see who is stronger.” Lin Biaoxin quickly came out of the shadow of failure, fighting intent high look Ye Chenfeng.

“Okay, we are better than strength.” Ye Chenfeng smiled and agreed.

“Haha, happy. You really fit my appetite.” Lin Xin smiled loudly, almost like phantom once again emerged his body and promoted his own strength.

As Soul Beast is perfectly integrated with Lin Biao’s body, his whole body muscles are agitated, and all the blue veins are like a cockroach. The powerful pressure is swept toward Ye Chenfeng.

“This Lin Biao heart blends with Soul Beast, and the physical strength is probably close to 90,000 jin.”

Feeling the pressure of Lin Bing’s heart, Ye Chenfeng vaguely guessed his physical limits, and Ye Chenfeng never had a power showdown, so he was full of expectations for this battle.

“Game start!”

With the death of Huo Lingfeng, Ye Chenfeng and Lin Biaoxin moved at the same time, carrying a powerful impact and bombarding each other.

When the two of them fought together, the huge impact made Lin Biao’s body tremble slightly.

However, they did not retreat, control the strength of the whole body, constantly attacking, a sound like a thunderous sound, Ye Chenfeng two people seem to be two humanoid monsters, fierce fight.

“Good power.”

With the time of Ye Chenfeng’s tip to Ma Mang’s two a stick of incense, Lin Biao deeply felt the terrible power of Ye Chenfeng.

It is not his opponent to use his own strength beyond the normal number of times.

“Booming…”

The two killed hundreds of rounds, and the powerful collision force shook a lot of cracks on the ground under their feet. The violent power swept the square, leaving the Martial residence disciple in the stands scared.

“Here, is this the power of people? It is estimated that even if they are wild beasts, they are not as powerful as they are.” A famous Martial residence disciple exclaimed.

“Ye Chenfeng, pick me up.”

“There is no end!”

The body’s blood tumbling, the breathless Lin Biao heart violently, the whole body strength reached the limit, printed a taupe big handprint, carrying a powerful destructive power, bombarded Ye Chenfeng.

“Collapsing Clouds Palm !”

I felt that Lin Biao’s heart was showing great power, and the condensed big handprint instantly surpassed his own strength limit. Ye Chenfeng did not dare to care about it and immediately printed Collapsing Clouds Palm to counterattack.

The two Palm Seals were bombarded together, and the bursting power was heaven-shaking, and a glimpse of energy fainted.

In the glare of the energy halo, a body of uncontrollable figure crossed in the halo, slammed into the contest and lost the game.

And the person who fell out of the field is the second best Lin Xin of the Heavenly Fire Martial List.