Eight Desolate Sword God

"Sword God, you have gone, confess!"

Looking at the sword **** who fought alone, Ye Chenfeng’s heart was inexplicably a little uneasy.

Although the four gods are the great power of the ancestral ancestors, but the strength between the ancestral dynasty and the half-step imaginary **** is very large, and the half-step imaginary **** should initially grasp the field.

The sword **** and the sacred man have been fighting for so long, but they have not used the power of the field.

Also, if the sword **** really encounters the crisis of life and death, the Tianzu feng feng ancestors who have been sitting in the sword field for countless years should appear.

"Is this sword **** a fake?"

There is an incredible thought in Ye Chenfeng’s mind.

"Wanjian array, melt my body!|

At this time, the sword **** casts the magical magical powers, mobilizes and breaks down the battle of the ancient ancestral ancestors, and turns into a tens of thousands of semi-ancestor swords, which is integrated into his body.

"Hey!"

The sound of a piercing sound broke out.

The body of the sword **** seems to be a bottomless hole, and the crazy fusion of the semi-ancestor sword. When he is combined with the tens of thousands of ancestral swords, his combat power is further enhanced, and he gradually oversteps the sacredness of the gods. Fierce attack.

"Hey!"

Sword God's arm waved, Wandaojianman squatted in the air, like a galaxy backflow, directly smashed the peak of the ecstasy.

But the next moment, the peak cult of the ancestors reshaped the flesh, such as the octopus entangled in the body of the sword god, forcing him to bind.

"God demon law!"

The moment when the sword **** was bound, the gods and other people immediately applied the powerful killings, bombarded the body of the sword god, and wanted to force his body to crush him.

But the tens of thousands of ancestral swords have been combined, the physical form of the sword **** has undergone a qualitative change, and the attack of the sacred sacred sacred three ancestors helped him to resolve most of the attacks, and the flesh did not collapse.

"Wan Jian!"

The body of the sword **** spurts out the endless swords and rushes to the sky, directly shattering the limbs of the ancestors who bound his body, turning into a million-way Jianguang, and smashing the sacredness of launching the second round of attacks. People, hard to regret their offensive.

"Seven, do you say that person is a sword god?"

Although the sword **** merged with the sword array, the attack power reached an incredible degree, but I don’t know why, Ye Chenfeng felt more and more wrong, and quickly became a seven-year-old ancestor.

"The man is the sword god!"

The seven old ancestors nodded and said without a doubt.

"If he is really a sword god, why is his attacking method single?" Ye Chenfeng frowned.

"This..."

Ye Chenfeng said that the seven ancestors and other people also felt wrong.

Because from the beginning to the end, the sword **** did not display the famous stunt of his whole sword field, he used only the power of the sword.

"Xuan Jianhuang, Tianjianhuang, as far as you know, does the sword **** have a avatar?"

If you have a great battle with the four great peaks, and those who have not fallen into the wind are not swords, then things are terrible. Ye Chenfeng immediately communicated with the two great emperors through the Qiankun.

"Divided? We have not heard of it!" Xuanjianhuang, Tianjianhuang also responded.

"I hope my guess is superfluous!" Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself, but he felt more and more uneasy in his heart.

"Swords, Sword Dragons!"

Interlace the swords of the sacred ancestors and the swords of the gods and sorrows. The swordsman combines the power of the sacred swords and the swords of the sacred swords into a horrible sword dragon to launch a deadly attack on the sacred people.

"God demon law!"

In the face of the roaring tornado that the roaring attack, Shinto imaginary will raise the attack power of the sacred sword to the extreme, deducing a powerful morality, illusioning the three devils, launching a triple attack, and welcoming the sword tornado. .

"Boom!"

The sacred sacred spirit of the gods and the magical swords of the gods and demons are extremely horrible, and they are hard to resist the attack of the sword tornado.

But this time, Shen Henggu and others shot at the same time, attacked the sword tornado, broke the attack of the sword **** in one fell swoop, shattered more than a thousand semi-ancestor swords, and flew out the sword god, hitting it. On the mountain wall hundreds of meters away, the mountain wall cracked the road and cracked, and the mountain wall was almost broken.

"No, he should not be a real sword god!" Ye Chenfeng's face changed, and the voice was dignified.

"Isn't it really a sword god? Ye Gongzi, are you sure?" The eyes of the seven ancestors and others looked at Ye Chenfeng. If Ye Chenfeng said it was true, then their situation would be Dangerous.

"If it is you, how will you cope with the crisis of life and death?" Ye Chenfeng whispered.

In the face of the crisis of life and death, we will use the power of the ancestors!"

"Yes, I think the ancestral vein of the Temple of the Sword is definitely more than the three major swords. If the sword **** is dangerous, it will definitely use the power of the ancestral vein to kill the enemy. But until now, we have not seen the sword god. The power of the pulse, this shows that this sword **** is a fake!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.

"This is..."

When I heard the analysis of Ye Chenfeng, the faces of the seven ancestors and other people became dignified and felt the seriousness of the situation.

But now, they are a grasshopper on the rope with Ye Chenfeng, and there is no way out.

"Give me broken!"

When the sword **** shattered the huge mountain wall and re-killed it, God Henggu inspired the power of the death sickle, took out a half-moon shadow, and smashed the attack of the sword god, and smashed it in his On the chest, there was a deep knife mark.

"There is no blood flowing out, I guess it is true, this sword **** is just a avatar!"

When the sword **** was smashed by the death sickle, but no drop of blood flowed out, confirmed Ye Chenfeng’s speculation that the sword **** in front of him was only a avatar.

"The four predecessors, this sword **** is a fake, the four seniors quickly combined to suppress him!" Ye Chenfeng summoned the life and death disk, loaned him to the ancestors, and said loudly.

"False!"

The brows of the Shinto people are tightly screwed together.

They can't believe that the power of the four people, the hard-working and hard-working swordsman is fake.

The identity was exposed, and the sword **** suddenly gave up the attack and wanted to quickly escape and leave here.

"Where to run!"

The gods and imaginary four immediately shot, fully suppressing the sword god, Ye Chenfeng also controlled the three ancestral flags to ban the space, blocking the escape route of the sword god.

But the sword **** is a combination of tens of thousands of ancestors, and the attack power is too sharp. He tries his best to make the attack of the four gods continually torn.

"Hey!"

Strongly tearing the attack of the four gods, the sword **** interweaves the power of the sacred swords and turns into an unrivalled invincible sword, and slams into the space of the three ancestral flags, the horrible sword. Mang’s hard life will tear the forbidden space into a huge gap.

The forbidden space was split, and the sword **** was subjected to the fierce attack of the four gods, raising his own speed to the peak, forcing through the cracks in space and trying to escape.

But when he flew out of the crack in the space, a force beyond his imagination slammed into his body, smashing his attack and blasting him back.

The next moment, an old figure appeared in the broken space.

When Ye Chenfeng saw this figure, his brow picked it up and revealed the unexpected color.