Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 202

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"Sword Spirit Puppet, kill them all quickly."

With limited energy, Ye Chenfeng immediately gave the sword spirit puppet a quick kill order, and he himself took Fu Youyue, whose soul was injured, to break out of the stone courtyard.

"Melting fire formation."

Seeing the horror of the sword spirit puppet, the four hall masters including You Tiangu and Jian Yuan, as well as the 18 elders of the Skyfire Sect, quickly set up a melting fire formation, gathering everyone's strength to form a flaming lion, roaring Pounced on the sword spirit puppet.

"laugh!"

The flaming lion pounced, and the sword spirit puppet waved its arm violently, and a sharp sword glow flew out from the lightsaber condensed with a large amount of energy. The sword split the body of the flaming lion, and slashed towards the condensed melting fire giant. You Tiangu and others in the formation.

"boom!"

The melting fire formation was split open by the Sword Spirit Puppet's sword. The powerful sword force made You Tiangu and the others vomit blood.

When the sword spirit puppet tore through the melted fire formation with a sword, Ye Chenfeng appeared at the edge of the stone courtyard holding Fu Youyue.

"Perfect sword power, break!"

The perfect sword force gushed out of Ye Chenfeng's body, condensed into a sharp lightsaber, and the sword hit the weak point of the falling fire formation, tearing a huge gap.

However, when Ye Chenfeng hugged Fu Youyue's delicate body tightly and appeared outside the stone courtyard, his keen perception suddenly sensed the danger, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. Nine speed afterimages, increased speed, dodge in a very short time.

And the moment he dodged, two hot red glows illuminated the dark night sky, and bombarded Ye Chenfeng at a speed exceeding the speed of light, blasting out a big hole where he was just now.

"Level 2 Profound Beast Sect Master!"

Seeing the faint yellow light appearing in the dark night, Ye Chenfeng's pupils immediately contracted into the most dangerous pinhole shape, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

"The reaction is not slow, and you can dodge my attack."

Wearing a fiery red robe, with a tall and straight figure, Master Huo Ling walked over with heavy steps and said in a low voice.

Although Master Huo Ling walked very slowly, every time he took a step, his aura would increase by one point, and the terrifying aura constantly oppressed Ye Chenfeng's body.

"Sword power, break!"

Being oppressed by the aura released by Master Huo Ling, Ye Chenfeng burst out the sword force in his body, like a divine sword, cutting through the aura released by Master Huo Ling and relieved the pressure on his body.

"Perfect sword momentum."

Experienced the perfect sword force erupting from Ye Chenfeng's body, Master Huo Ling's pupils shrank, and he was slightly surprised: "Ye Chenfeng, since you are less than twenty years old, you have mastered the perfect sword force. This kind of talent is really unheard of, I really don't want to ruin you for a genius like you."

"How about this, the old man decides, as long as you obediently let the old man imprint on your soul, the old man will spare your life and accept you as a closed disciple."

"If you want to accept me as a disciple, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications." Ye Chenfeng snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Ye Chenfeng knew that Master Huo Ling was not interested in his talent, but in the great opportunity he possessed, and wanted to control himself and plunder his opportunity.

"Okay, okay, the old man will let you know if I have the qualifications."

Master Huo Ling's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent, and a fiery red measuring ruler appeared in his hand, carrying a scorching hurricane, and attacked Ye Chenfeng.

"Sister Fu, take care of yourself."

Feeling that the aura released by Master Huo Ling had completely locked on him, Ye Chenfeng, who couldn't avoid it, immediately abandoned Fu Youyue in his arms, holding the giant Que Tianjian weighing ten thousand catties, and resisted with all his strength.

"Perfect sword momentum, 200,000 jin of force, burst out."

Faced with Master Huo Ling's all-out attack, Ye Chenfeng immediately raised his own strength to the peak, and the blood dragon emerged from his body, looking up to the sky and roaring, the terrifying aura made people feel dreadful.

"boom!"

The two heavy soldiers collided together, sparking a dazzling flame, and the powerful collision force was like a raging river, dispersing to the surroundings, causing the air to fluctuate violently.

"puff!"

Regretted by Master Huo Ling's blow, Ye Chenfeng felt a violent force rushing into his body, causing him to hit heavily on the fire formation behind him, and a lot of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

"Tianqi, what you have in your hand is a heavenly implement."

One blow hit Ye Chenfeng severely, but Master Huo Ling's gaze stayed on the Juque Heavenly Sword.

Treasures of this level have not appeared in Beixue County for thousands of years. Looking at the giant sky sword in Ye Chenfeng's hand, Master Huo Ling's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Morning Breeze, are you alright?"

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was injured, Fu Youyue's heart tightened, she hurried over and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Ye Chenfeng wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, suppressed the injury on his body, and said.

Regretted by Master Huo Ling's blow, Ye Chenfeng realized the huge gap in strength between himself and him. If it wasn't for the perfect sword power, the Juque Heavenly Sword had neutralized most of Liang Tianchi's attacks. With just one blow, he would have been killed by Huo Ling. The spiritual master was seriously injured.

However, Ye Chenfeng was not in a panic, he still had his hole cards unused, once he used them, he was confident of defeating Master Huo Ling and taking Fu Youyue out of here.

"Ye Chenfeng, I'm really curious, what a great opportunity you got in the Realm of the True Spirit, and you actually got such a heavenly weapon." Master Huo Ling looked at Ye Chenfeng with burning eyes, and said in a low voice .

"Sorry, I don't want to tell you."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, suppressed his physical injuries, and communicated with the sword spirit puppet with his mind, asking him to come out to help quickly.