Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1570

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Looking at Donghe Yuqi who was lying in a pool of blood and dying of breathlessness, several masters of the Donghe clan showed despair, but their retreat was cut off, so they could only use their last cards to surround and kill Ye Chenfeng, seeking the final Chance of survival.

"Zichu Saint Thunder, destroy!"

Several masters from the Donghe clan surrounded and killed Ye Chenfeng's body, and the holy thunder of Zichu sprayed out of Ye Chenfeng's body, turning into a piece of purple light, shattering the incoming attacks one after another, and blasting a master from the Donghe clan to pieces. kill.

When Ye Chenfeng killed the masters of the Donghe clan forcefully, Zhou Tianyi and Zhou Xue also used their own methods to kill the two masters of the Beast Emperor who were severely injured by Ye Chenfeng.

At this moment, except for Bai Weng, everyone else was ruthlessly killed by Ye Chenfeng.

A thick bloody smell filled the air, making people sick.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Bai Weng felt a retreat in his heart, wanting to break through the restriction of the ancient remnant map with all his strength, and leave the place of right and wrong.

"Landslide!"

When Bai Weng was distracted, Lingyu merged with the blood shadow of the true god, and blasted out a punch like an avalanche, the entire space was attacked by this terrifying force, and riots broke out.

"Kachacha!"

Bai Weng's defense was immediately shattered by the avalanche blasted by the hard-pity spirit fish, and the force enough to shatter a mountain ruthlessly bombarded his body, aggravating his physical injuries, and a large amount of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

"Lightning map!"

His body was injured, and Bai Weng didn't dare to hide anymore, and summoned a light map that shone with lightning and reached the level of Gudaobao, covering his body, resisting the landslide blows continuously blasted by the spirit fish fused with the blood shadow of the true god.

"Don't waste your efforts, although you are strong, you will never break through my Lightning Map!"

Shrouded in the photoelectric map of Gudao Baolei, Bai Weng, who had a chance to breathe, quickly took a pill and said while panting.

"Really?" Ye Chenfeng stepped up the void, and said in a flat voice: "I can break through a defense like yours with just one sword."

As he said that, the Dragon's Back Sacred Sword appeared in Ye Chenfeng's hands. The sharp sword light continuously tore through the air, forming deep sword marks in front of Ye Chenfeng.

"This, the Holy Sword!" Sensing the attack power contained in the Dragon's Back Sacred Sword, Bai Weng's face changed drastically, and he said hastily: "Your Excellency, it was all my fault just now, I shouldn't be blinded by the treasure, as long as Your Excellency forgives me!" I, I can promise you any conditions."

"No, I'm not interested in you!"

To the enemy, Ye Chenfeng showed no mercy. With a move of his mind, he fused the bronze sword soul into the Dragon's Back Sacred Sword, and a unparalleled ten-foot sword glow came out.

With a sword strike, the sky and the earth change color.

No one can describe the horror of this sword, as if the world was split into two under the attack of this sword, and all living beings were instantly annihilated and turned into nothingness.

"laugh!"

Lei Guangtu suffered the attack from the Dragon's Back Sacred Sword and immediately burst. The terrifying sword light fell on Bai Weng's body like a waterfall, and sent him flying with a single blow. One arm was directly crushed by the terrifying sword light. Chopped.

"Blood burns!"

An arm was chopped off by Ye Chenfeng, and Bai Weng, whose life was hanging by a thread, immediately swallowed a pitch-black elixir, burning the power of his blood greatly, overdrawing his body to make a last-ditch effort.

"I won't play games with you anymore!"

A sword hit Bai Weng severely, Ye Chenfeng stepped on the sword step, flew over, and launched a tidal offensive towards Bai Weng with the Dragon's Back Sacred Sword, forcing him to retreat steadily.

"Vertigo!"

When Bai Weng tried his best to fight back, the soul power in Ye Chenfeng's brain exploded, like a huge heavy hammer, it ruthlessly blasted into Bai Weng's soul sea, causing his soul to tremble, and his reaction force appeared a little slow.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng's entire body was fused with the Dragon's Back Sacred Sword, arousing the attack power of the bronze sword soul, like an upside-down waterfall, a sword slashed on Bai Weng's scarred body, splitting him open, Kill him.

"Bai Weng, Bai Weng is dead!"

Witnessing the scene where Ye Chenfeng chopped Bai Weng to death with a sword, Zhou Tianyi and his brother were deeply shocked, and they showed admiration.

"Let's go, let's go back!"

After killing everyone present, Ye Chenfeng spewed out the sacred fire, burned the bodies of Bai Weng and others, took away their relics, summoned a spirit boat, and carried everyone away from the valley full of bloody smell , Back to Zhou's house.

Back in the west courtyard of the Zhou family, Ye Chenfeng immediately set up restrictions in the room, entered the Qiankun realm with Lingyu, and couldn't wait to open the ancient bronze coffin, wanting to see what important person was buried in the ancient coffin.

Chapter 1251 Coffin of the Sword Emperor

"open!"

Standing beside the ancient bronze coffin, Ye Chenfeng burst out with powerful force, tore apart the restraint, and opened the bronze coffin lid that had been sealed for an unknown number of years.

"Buzz!"

The moment the coffin lid was opened, a powerful sword intent was reflected in the ancient coffin. The terrifying sword intent made the hairs of King of Slaughter, Mo Fengyun and others stand on end, and they couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"What a terrifying sword intent, this person's comprehension of the way of swords in his lifetime definitely surpassed mine!"

Ye Chenfeng didn't expect that the corpse in the ancient coffin, which had been dead for tens of thousands of years, could release a sword intent that made him shudder, and he became very interested in the relics in the ancient coffin.

Looking into the ancient coffin, Ye Chenfeng saw a man wearing a dark gold embroidered dragon pattern robe, with withered muscles and a lifeless man lying quietly in the ancient coffin.

In his right hand, he was holding a six-foot-six-inch long sword that was pitch black, inlaid with black gemstones, and covered with ancient patterns.

"Holy Sword"

The first time he saw the black long sword, Ye Chenfeng recognized it through the pattern on the body of the sword. This sword is a low-grade holy sword, and its quality is higher than the dragon's spine holy sword he refined.