Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 79—Cut the Arm

“Mr. Lin Shi, I gave it to me.”

The physical strength is instantly enhanced, and Ye Chenfeng’s foot Form Displacement Phantom, carrying a strong sense of physical pressure, suddenly launched an attack on the strongest rain.

“court death!”

When Yu Yu saw Yu Chenfeng, he immediately took out a dragon stick from the universe pouch and reached the Middle Grade Spirit Artifact level. With a powerful momentum, the hole penetrated his chest.

In order to achieve heavy injury Ye Chenfeng, Yu Yu almost used the strongest force, a lightning flashed out of the stick body, increasing the attack power.

“Be careful, flash!”

Lin Kezhu knows the horror of the rain, even if she does not dare to say that it is stable, but now, Ye Chenfeng consumes more obvious and can not play the strongest strength.

“The power of 40,000 pounds.”

Hearing the scream of Lin Kezhu, Ye Chenfeng did not dodge. He controlled the strength of the body and the soul power, and pushed the power to the limit. A lot of power gathered on the surface of his fist, and the punch ushered in the hole. Dragon stick on the stick.

“With the flesh and blood fist firmly resist dragon stick, this kid is really tired.” Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Yu reveals a slapstick smile, he has predicted the scene of Ye Chenfeng’s arm smash.

Lin Kezhu, who was preparing to attack, showed a desperate color, and some did not dare to watch it.

“Hey!”

Ye Chenfeng crushed the force to the extreme fist and hit the dragon-shaped stick. The horrible 40,000-pound force was like a tide, pouring into the long stick, breaking the lightning that hovered on the surface of the stick, and shaking the arm. Hemp, almost can not hold the dragon stick.

“What, is this guy’s fist cast by Xuantie? How can it be so hard?” In the rain, he picked up the big waves and could not accept the facts at hand.

Not only is the rain stunned by Ye Chenfeng’s amazing physical strength, Song Wei, Lin Kezhu are also stuck in sluggishness, watching Ye Chenfeng like a monster.

“Sure enough, the strength of this rain, affected by the death cemetery, was suppressed to Level 6 Illusory Beast Master Realm.” The ultimate strength, a punch will slam the rain, and Ye Chenfeng will be determined.

He burst into a burst, and the momentum of his body broke out again. The blood of the body rushed out of his body like a wolf. The horrible physical pressure felt the suffocation of the rain.

“Thunder stick method.”

Feeling the threat posed by Ye Chenfeng, the rain did not dare to care about it, and decisively applied the Spirit Level High-Grade Soul Skill to fight back.

A thundering stick of glare came out and turned into a scorpion dragon, screaming and attacking Ye Chenfeng.

Although the rain is affected by the death cemetery, it is impossible to exert the strongest attack power of the wind thunder stick method. However, the wind thunder stick method is, after all, the Spirit Level High-Grade Soul Skill, which is extremely terrible.

“Form Displacement Phantom !”

Feeling the threat of Raytheon, Ye Chenfeng decisively stepped on the Form Displacement Phantom.

I saw a flash of light under his feet, a vague shadow emerged from his body, increasing his speed, thrillingly evading the attack of the Raytheon Dragon, approaching the rain and launching a thunderous offensive against him.

Ye Chenfeng and Yu Yu fought together, and Lin Kezhu and Song Wei, who had come back to the world, also attacked each other.

For a time, the deafening buzzing sound, the terrible soul power of the fierce collision, formed a fierce shock wave, the ground under their feet was covered with cracks, large tracts of graves flattened to the ground.

Lin Kezhu, who is quite expensive, knows that if he can’t beat Song Hao quickly, he will be very dangerous. He will decisively display his strongest Soul skill and attack Song Wei.

As the huge body of the body emerged from her body, the soul power poured into the fire crystal knife. For a time, the surface of the fire crystal knife was coated with a layer of red flame, as if burning.

“Fire Shadow Knife.”

Lin Kezhu burst into a burst, and the fire crystal knives in his hands suddenly fell, and the horrible red knives swept the hot winds and turned into a knife mountain, and turned to Song Yu.

“Lin Kezhu, different times in the past, you are destined to be a loser.”

Song Xiaokong shrinks, and his body looms with a terrible beast soul, rolling purple thunder and squirting out, condensing into a shocking purple knives, facing the Huo Ying Knife.

“boom!”

At the moment when the two shocking knives confronted each other, a deafening whistling sound erupted, and the swells of the swells and violent tumbling, and the earth seemed to be torn.

“puff!”

The firm resist hit, Lin Kezhu, Song Yu both were subjected to the power backlash, and the blood was ejected while retreating.

Lin Kezhu took a deep breath, pressed the body’s surging blood, and once again pulled out the flame knife and went to Song Song. For a time, Lin Kezhu’s tide-like offensive, the unwilling posture suppressed Song Hao, forced him. Lost again and again.

“Lin Kezhu, I have to see how long you can hold on.”

Although Song Wei is passive, he does not panic, fights full power to defend, consumes the power of Lin Kezhu, waiting for the turn.

“No, Lin Shijie can’t hold on for a long time. I have to make a quick decision, otherwise she may be in danger.”

Although Lin Kezhu’s offensive was fierce, Ye Chenfeng’s keen sense of perceived that Lin Kezhu’s body was a little disorganized, and guessed that she could not support it.

Ye Chenfeng relied on the absolute strength firmly resist, the dragon-shaped stick, which was worn by the rain hole, slammed the universe pouch, and the red scorpion sword turned into a red awn, and flew out. Then, his body’s Half-Step sword momentum spurted out. .

“Half-Step sword momentum !”

A sword stabbed out, and there was a fierce sword in the void, piercing the chaotic air, and slamming into the rain with an unstoppable momentum.

When the rain showed a Soul Skill, firmly resist Half-Step sword momentum, and the body appeared out of control, Ye Chenfeng stepped into the Form Displacement Phantom and suddenly approached his body.

“go to hell.”

Ye Chenfeng’s strange appearance appeared in front of him, and the body’s slightly out-of-control rain immediately danced the dragon-shaped long stick to attack. When the overlapping sticks fell, Ye Chenfeng stepped on the Form Displacement Phantom, evading the overlapping sticks. Appeared behind him.

“not good!”

Overlapping stick shadows are evaded by Ye Chenfeng, and the rainy instinct wants to dodge.

But at the moment he ducked, he suddenly felt the ground tremble under his feet, delaying the speed of his dodging.

The next moment, there was a fierce swordman behind him. He emptied his body defense and left a sword mark on his back with a deep bone. He flew out his sword.

Before he could hold his body, the endless sword momentum broke out from Ye Chenfeng’s body again, screaming with amazing destructive power, and a sword slammed into his head.

Although the rain was desperately dodging, the Half-Step sword momentum was so fast that in the blink of an eye, his right arm was smashed by the sharp sword, and the blood dripped down on the ground.

The right arm was cut off by Ye Chenfeng, and the painful sorrow of the rain screamed, slamming the broken arm wounds with blood flow, and ran away decisively.

In the rain, Song Yi was also afraid. He looked at Ye Chenfeng with a horror, and suddenly turned away to see Lin Kezhu, who could not support him, and fled with Yu Yu.