Eight Desolate Sword God

The 426th chapter is ruthlessly Jian Chen

“The third game, Jian Chen is on the ice!”

Xue Piaoling looked at the eyes and staggered the two, and announced loudly.

“I, I admit defeat!”

Looking at a sword like a sword, and through the solemn killing aura, Jian Chen, thinking of his ruthless and fierce means, the ice palace genius ice sea tightly holding the fist, under the persuasion of Bing Qingchuan, humiliation admit defeat.

The ice poles conceded, and the tower of the condensed gas tower immediately collapsed. A large amount of gas power poured into the body of Jian Chen, helping him to condense the tower of the same layer of gas as Ye Chenfeng and Bing Cangshan.

“The sea, the short-term loss is nothing, waiting for us to help the West Devils to destroy the Ethereal Mountains, my ice palace is the hegemon of the North Spirit, when you want to cultivate resources, I will meet you.”

Looking at the face is gloomy, the heart is unwilling to ice the sea, the ice Qingchuan voice persuaded.

“Jian Chen, one day, one day, I will kill you, a shame before the snow.” The ice is secretly swearing in the heart.

The ice-cold sea conceded and lost, the ancient city of Wuqiang was born, namely Ye Chenfeng, Jian Chen, Bing Cangshan and Qi Feng.

After the lottery, Jian Chen took the No. 1 pick, and the seal was drawn to the No. 2 pick. Bing Cangshan took the No. 3 pick and Ye Chenfeng took the No. 4 pick.

At the end of the lottery, Ye Chenfeng, who was unable to speculate on his inner thoughts, did not make any stops. He jumped over hundreds of meters and returned to the stands.

“Ye Chenfeng, your good fortune is here, I will personally ruin the hope of the Ethereal Mountains and send you to hell.”

Looking at the back of Ye Chenfeng’s departure, Bing Cangshan’s eyes hidden in his hair shot a thick murderous, staring at Ye Chenfeng like a prey, meditation in his heart.

“At the end of the morning game, after the two hours, the fourth round of the afternoon round, the final champion.” Xue Piaoling announced aloud, ending the morning game.

Due to the absolute strength of Ye Chenfeng, Jian Chen and Bing Cangshan, the Tiangu City will be fierce and exciting before the air, waiting for the four rounds of the round robin, the disciples of the major forces have an interest in guessing the title.

One move defeated the unintentional, the amazing Bing Cangshan was optimistic about most people, Jian Chen’s support rate is second only to him, and Ye Chenfeng’s support rate ranked third, and Yan Fufeng’s promotion is almost no one is optimistic about his pressure. The group won the final championship.

“Chenfeng, although the afternoon battle is important, but your life is more important. If you don’t, you can’t force it.”

Seeing the terrible strength of Bing Cangshan, Xue Piaoling could not help but worry about the afternoon game, seriously said.

“Do not worry, Piaoling sister, he will lose.”

Ye Chenfeng is filled with a confident smile, but he is not sure to kill Bing Cangshan.

Time flies, and the two hours are fleeting.

When the two hours passed, Jian Chen and the two top geniuses of Shufeng opened the closed scorpion at the same time, condensing their respective soul wings and flew to the battlefield.

The stand that was just noisy was instantly silent, and everyone’s eyes were completely attracted to them.

“Jian Chen, let me teach you whether your first disciple in Sword Valley is worthy of the name.”

The scorpion is hand-held with a handle of nine feet and nine inches long. The gun body is hovering with a white Snake, a low grade Heavenly Artifact rifle, and the domineering finger pointing at the indifference of Jian Chen, the fighting intent is high.

“Would it be so much waste?”

Jian Chen hugged the Eight Swords and looked at him indifferently, without a trace of affection.

As a result, a sharp and powerful momentum that made Heaven and Earth spurt out in the body of Jian Chen. In the twinkling of an eye, his whole breath has changed greatly, becoming scary and full of killing intent, making the face of the seal a little A change.

“The power of blood, burning!”

Feeling that Jian Chen is more terrible than I thought, Yu Feng did not hesitate to stimulate the blood. A strong body, covered with black hair, and a huge phantom phantom emerged from his body, maximizing his body. His strength.

“Game start.”

Looking at the tit-for-tat duo, Xue Piaoling didn’t delay the time, and he announced that the game started.

“Go to death, snake gun.”

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In the face of the stinging snake attack, the eight-sword sword in the hands of Jian Chen gave a piercing sword, and an arc-like sword spurted out, penetrated the layers of air, and stabbed it. Snake gun.

“Kacha!”

The two men tempted the attack and collided together and broke at the same time.

However, Jian Chen just had the sword, did not display any Soul Skill, but just stabbed a sword, but the seal burned the power of the blood, cast Soul Skill, barely weak and clear at a glance.

“Hey!”

After a blow, Jian Chen moved, and the whole body turned into a sharp afterimage, like a hurricane sweeping Heaven and Earth, swept the seal, launched a fierce attack on him, and instantly suppressed the seal. Offensive.

“Dao Intent of the Wind, this Jian Chen is showing the Dao Intent of the Wind.”

Looking at the shadow of Jian Chen’s illusion, Xue Tianchi’s eyes widened, and she was surprised that Jian Chen learned the Dao Intent of the mysterious wind at a young age.

“Hey!”

Jian Chen Shi Zhanfeng’s Dao Intent, after a fierce attack, the body defense of Yan Feng was broken, and the whole body was covered with criss-cross cracks. A lot of blood penetrated and dyed his clothes.

“Snake Shadow World!”

The offensive was completely suppressed, and the dangerous shackles of the ring were violently screamed, and the gunshots that had been pierced turned into a heavenly spirit snake, swimming in the void and launching a counterattack against Jian Chen.

“Dao Intent of the Wind, Astral Wind Split the Heavens !”

Jian Chen’s pupils shrink, and the three-way wind pattern flies out of his body, turning into three hurricane-like swords that connect Heaven and Earth, directly tearing the snake shadows of the shackles and displaying them at a very fast speed. He turned to his body.

“What, the concept of the road!”

Yan Feng did not think that the big killing move he was using was so easy to be broken, and he wanted to dodge when his face changed.

But Astral Wind Split the Heavens by Jian Chen is too fast, more than a few times faster.

Although he evaded two hurricane swords by his body, he was still the body of the sword that was torn by the last wind of the air, and he spurted a blood, wearing a low grade Heavenly Artifact level. There was a crack in the armor and the whole person fell out.

“dead!”

A single hit injury, Jian Chen did not slow down the offensive, the whole body turned into a sword light, it was necessary to seal the life and end the battle.

Suspending the line, Yan Feng had to reveal the secret, quickly untied the body seal, and released a lot of magic to make the last stroke.

“Wanhua Black Lotus!”

The screaming screams, the magical spurt of the whole body quickly merged into a demon devastating black lotus, which hit the Jian Chen in the near future and wanted to force him back.

“This ice palace, there is a problem in the Snake Valley!”

Looking at the condensed Wanhua Black Lotus, Liu Yunzong, the cadres and other forces expert confirmed the speculation in the heart, these two forces are very likely to have a relationship with the Western Mozong, and understand why the Ethereal Mountains and their two forces The situation is the same as the water and fire, and there is no mercy.

However, when they watched the Ethereal Mountains without any heated action, they also resisted the anger in their hearts and waited for the development of the situation.

“Dao Mark of Sword, a sword and blood!”

Attacked by Wanhua Black Lotus, Jian Chen did not slow down the offensive. As the three Dao Mark of Sword flew out of his body, his attacking power climbed, and the amazing swordsman seemed to tear the space, wearing a sword. Through the Wanhua Black Lotus, the forehead of the seal was stabbed accurately.

“Hey!”

The skull’s head was broken like a watermelon. A lot of blood, ** spattered a place, and the strong body heavily fell to the ground, killing Huangquan.

The strong killing of the seal, the rush of airpower madly poured into the body of Jian Chen, and soon, Jian Chen’s suspended gas tower towered to the fifth floor.

After killing Yu Feng, Jian Chen’s sharp eyes glanced at the face of the sorrowful sorrow and sorrow, and there was no water, summoned the soul wing, and flew directly back to the stands, waiting for the peak match between Ye Chenfeng and Bing Cangshan.