Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 541

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And every time they collided ferociously, an astonishing attack broke out, shaking the martial arts field under their feet more and more trembling, with more and more cracks, as if it might collapse at any time.

"The Lion King's Roar!"

Ye Chenfeng exploded with astonishing power. When Bingcangshan attacked fiercely with a knife, a powerful sound wave was released from his mouth, instantly converging into a ferocious lion head, and bombarded Bingcangshan close at hand.

"Buzz!"

Being attacked by the Lion King's Roar, Bing Cangshan's soul and body trembled at the same time, and his reaction force appeared a little slow.

"Flying Immortal Sword!"

Seizing the opportunity of Bing Cangshan's slow response, Ye Chenfeng made a move.

The Dao pattern of ten thunders and the Dao pattern of ten swords flew out of his body, blending the power of dragon blood and the power of killing, and a sword with a force of five million catties stabbed out like a flying fairy from the sky. Bing Cangshan's chest.

"not good!"

Bingcangshan, who came back to his senses, sensed the danger, and reacted very quickly to slash.

The crimson sword light was like a monster moon, and it slammed into Feixian's sword fiercely, bursting out earth-shattering energy, like a tsunami rolling, sweeping the world.

"puff!"

Ye Chenfeng's sword just now was full of all his cards, and it was extremely powerful. It directly shattered the red sword glow from Bing Cangshan, bombarded his body, shattered his body's defense, and sent him flying.

"God's Wrath of Punishment!"

After successfully injuring Bingcang Mountain, Ye Chenfeng did not slow down his attack. Heiyan Tianhuo, Guji Zilei, and Guhan Xuanbing spewed out of his body, converging into a three-color destructive light ball, hitting his body like a meteor out of control, The pale Bing Cangshan.

"Myriad Transformation Black Lotus!"

God's Wrath of Punishment struck, and Bing Cangshan, whose qi and blood were tumbling, spurted out a large amount of demon energy regardless of his physical injuries, and instantly gathered into a slowly blooming black lotus and hit it.

"Boom..."

A sound like a sky thunder blasted for nine days, and two destructive storms rushed to the four directions like a tide, directly shattering the innermost defensive mask.

"God's Wrath of Punishment, continue to attack!"

When the destructive storm was wantonly destroying like a raging cloud, Ye Chenfeng continued to unleash the Wrath of God's Punishment, bombarding Bingcang Mountain, aggravating his physical injuries.

For a moment, the rock formations on the surface of the entire fighting platform were turned into ashes, and the audience in the stands could no longer look down on what happened in the arena, and such a terrifying scene was something they had never seen before, and it was beyond their cognition.

The shocking battle between Ye Chenfeng and Bingcang Mountain will definitely be recorded in the annals of history forever.

Chapter 430 Victory

"Day of darkness, devour."

Continuously being attacked by God's Wrath of Punishment, he couldn't hold back even with the strength of Bingcang Mountain, and his physical injuries continued to worsen. In order to get rid of the passive situation of being beaten, he held back his physical injuries and used his last trump card, the Ten Dark Dao Patterns His body emerged, forming a dark vortex, frantically devouring the destructive attacks released by God's Wrath of Punishment, reducing the pressure on his body.

"Blood Refining Demon Knife!"

When the dark will devoured the Wrath of God's Punishment, Bing Cangshan leaped high, and his whole body merged with the Demon Sealing Saber, cutting out a crimson shadow of the knife, tearing apart the Wrath of God's Punishment forcefully, and escaped from the predicament out.

"This is the meaning of darkness!"

Looking at the ten dark dao patterns surrounding Bingcangshan's body, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help being shocked. Bingcangshan, like himself, is a proud son of heaven with great luck, and it is too difficult to kill him.

"Ye Chenfeng, I really didn't expect that you would push me to such a point, but the game is over soon, and you are bound to become my ghost."

The scarred Bing Cangshan raised his head to the sky and screamed, his long black hair fluttered in the wind, and the ten dark dao patterns melted into the magic sealing knife, breaking the seal in the knife.

The next moment, a power that shocked the world came out of the Demon Sealing Knife, and the terrifying attack shocked everyone present.

"It's terrible, these two young people are terrible, that Ye Chenfeng has comprehended the will of sword and the will of thunder, this Bingcang Mountain is more powerful, comprehended the will of darkness, and has a magic power sealed sword."

"Chen'er, now that you have seen their hole cards, you are almost certain to defeat them." Taoist Jianling asked with a solemn expression.

"Well... If I face Ye Chenfeng, I'm only 20% sure of winning. If I face this Bing Cang Mountain, I should be 40% sure of defeating him." Jian Chen looked at the two people on the field with burning eyes, pondering After a moment, he said.

"Why Chen'er, you think that Ye Chenfeng is stronger." Taoist Jianling asked.

"If I'm not wrong, Bing Cangshan should have played all his cards now, and Ye Chenfeng should still have his cards. If Bing Cangshan can't beat Ye Chenfeng all at once, he will be a loser in the end." Jian Chen said.

"Great Demon Slaying Dragon Blade!"

After breaking the seal in the Demon Sealing Knife, Bing Cangshan, whose attack power had reached its limit, let out a roar, and chopped out the Dao Technique inherited from the West Demon Sect.

The jet-black knife shadow cut down from the void, like a menacing black dragon, slashing towards Ye Chenfeng invincibly.

"Ruling Seven Swords, Thunder Biting!"

When he fought Mo Longyuan, Ye Chenfeng had experienced the horror of the Demon Slaying Dragon Blade, so he used the Seven Swords of Judgment to fight back without hesitation.

The Dao pattern of the sword and the Dao pattern of thunder flew out of his body and surrounded his body, forming a giant sword of thunder that shattered the sky and the earth, mixed with the power of dragon blood, five million catties of force, and the force of killing. On the Great Slayer Dragon Blade.

"Kachacha..."

The two Dao skills clashed fiercely in the center of the fighting platform, the deafening blasting sound was endless, and the winding cracks filled the void, revealing the energy like a big wave washing sand.

"Tianlei battle suit, defend!"