Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 153

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Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, and his whole body suddenly accelerated, turning into an afterimage of the speed, and quickly approached the ghost tree.

After more than ten days of fierce fighting in the Realm of the True Spirit, Ye Chenfeng's grasp of the power of shadow has deepened, and he can instantly transform into four afterimages of speed, and the amplitude is four times the speed.

"Woo woo woo..."

When Ye Chenfeng approached, a ghost-faced crying heart fruit immediately let out a shrill ghost cry, disturbing Ye Chenfeng's sanity.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng felt the ground under his feet tremble, and the black roots that were as thick as an arm broke through the hard ground, and stabbed Ye Chenfeng's body like a steel gun.

"Sword power second level, break."

With the help of the power of God Devouring Brain, Ye Chenfeng dispelled the intrusion of Ghost Face Crying Heart Fruit to his sanity, and an astonishing sword force burst out from his body, which merged into the Panlong Epee, and he slashed at the rapidly stabbing black disc. root.

The force of 130,000 jin plus the destructive power of the second-level sword, shattered the black roots and approached the ferocious ghost tree.

"Humble human, go to hell."

A large number of black roots shattered, and an old face emerged on the huge trunk of the ghost tree, uttering words and roaring angrily.

The pitch-black canopy shook violently, intertwined with a large amount of black light like black blades, and bombarded Ye Chenfeng close at hand.

"Instantly killing a sword."

At the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng's whole body merged with the Panlong epee in his hand, turning into a silver-white sword shadow, gushing out the fierce sword force, tearing apart the overwhelming black light, approaching the two swords and making a devil cry The Ghost Face Crying Heart Fruit.

"Xuanhan Lingshui, frozen."

Without waiting for the two Crying Heart Fruits to attack, Ye Chenfeng released the power of the Xuanhan Spiritual Water, and forcibly froze the two Crying Heart Fruits that were about to attack.

"Wind Shadow Slash."

Then, Ye Chenfeng let out a sharp breath, and with the power of the double sword, the force of 130,000 jin melted into the Panlong epee again, and slashed fiercely on the two ghost faces that were frozen by the Xuanhan Lingshui. On the heart fruit.

"Crack!"

A large amount of ice was shattered by the half-moon sword shadow, and the sharp sword light chopped off two ghost-faced crying hearts that were crying again and again, and a large amount of blood-like ** sprayed out.

"Xuanhan Lingshui, frozen."

After successfully chopping off two ghost-faced crying hearts, Ye Chenfeng immediately mobilized the power of Xuanhan Lingshui to forcibly freeze the two ghost-faced crying hearts and put them into the Qiankun bag.

"Ah, humble human being, I will kill you."

Ye Chenfeng forcibly snatched the two ghost-faced crying hearts that had been condensed for tens of thousands of years, which completely enraged the ghost dead tree. A piercing howl was released from the old face, like a nine-day thunderstorm, bombarding the ghost tree. Ye Chenfeng's body.

"puff!"

Being attacked by the sound wave from the dead ghost tree, Ye Chenfeng's soul trembled, and a lot of blood flowed out from his seven holes.

If it wasn't for the fusion of his brain with the God-eating Brain, the soul defense power surpassed that of Superman, and the sound waves released by the ghost dead tree were enough to shatter his soul.

"Boom!"

Ye Chenfeng, who lost control of his body, hit the ground heavily, and then, his body exploded with a powerful force, bounced off the ground, and fled towards the entrance of the col in a bit of embarrassment.

"Humble human, save your life."

Guikushu saw that Ye Chenfeng was going to run away with two ghost-faced crying hearts, and a large number of roots broke through the ground, like a long snake locked in the air, forming a black prison, trapping Ye Chenfeng inside. Crazy attack.

Chapter 129 Instant Killing Sword

"What's the sound? What's in that col in front?"

When Ye Chenfeng fought against Guikushu, the loud voice was heard tens of miles away, and happened to be heard by two genius disciples passing by.

"Ke Xin, are you interested in following me to that mountain pass?"

Wearing a dark blue robe, with a tall and burly figure, his long black hair was casually scattered on his shoulders, giving people the unruly feeling that the man asked with great interest.

"Haha, why don't you dare, Brother Gao Fei, let's go."

Wearing a dark red robe and full of murderous intent, Ye Kexin laughed out loud, followed Yun Gaofei, a genius disciple of Thunder Bird Mountain, and ran quickly to the col where Ye Chenfeng was.

"Ghost withered tree."

When Ye Kexin and Ye Kexin, two people with high skills and boldness, rushed to the trembling mountain depression, they saw the ghost dead tree swaying the black tree crown, with an old face emerging, attacking wildly.

"The tree body of this dead ghost tree is as black as ink, and there are grimaces condensed on the tree body. It may be more than 50,000 years old, and such a long dead ghost tree must have condensed ghost faces and crying hearts."

Thinking of this, Ye Kexin and the two of them looked at the Pangen Prison, their eyes glowing with heat.

If they can get the Ghost Face Crying Heart Fruit, the benefits to the two of them are self-evident. Ye Kexin has the confidence to use the power of the Ghost Face Crying Heart Fruit to continuously cross realms, mutate soul beasts, and reach the realm of heavenly beasts and immortals.

At this time, Ye Chenfeng, who was trapped in the root prison, was covered with scars and dripping with blood. If his body was not strong enough, he would not be able to withstand the high-intensity attack of Guikushugen.

"Xuanhan Lingshui, frozen."

Ye Chenfeng, who had spent a lot of energy, threw a soul-returning pill into his mouth, and mobilized the Xuanhan Spiritual Water to forcefully freeze the root of the root that was broken by the Panlong epee.

The next moment, the power of the sword, the power of 130,000 jin, and a wisp of Xuanhan Lingshui all poured out of Ye Chenfeng's body and merged into the Panlong epee, urging the nine major attack formations to move at the same time. start up.

"Instantly killing a sword."