Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 865

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When You Jiuli was struggling to dodge, Ye Chenfeng continued to attack him.

"not good!"

Seeing that the space in front of him could not withstand the attack of the sword of destruction, and a vacuum area appeared, You Jiuli smelled a strong sense of danger, and fifty lines of darkness and fifty lines of death flew out of his body , melted into the knife lock, and defended with all his strength.

"Boom!"

The Sword of Destruction hit You Jiuli's Dao Lock Dao Yi, and immediately formed a terrible destructive force, crazily impacting You Jiuli's body, aggravating his physical injuries.

The entire space seemed to be unable to withstand the destructive power of the sword, and the limit of destruction appeared.

"What a terrifying sword. That Ye Feng is only at the sixth level of Beastmaster Realm. Why is his attack so terrifying?"

Seeing that the space barriers were all cracked under the impact of the sword of destruction, Jian Moli and others couldn't help but be horrified by Ye Chenfeng's terrible attack power.

"Di Tianjian, break it for me!"

Just when the forbidden space fell into chaos and the storm of destruction was rampant, the middle-grade Taoist weapon Emperor Tianjian appeared in Ye Chenfeng's hands, and stabbed the knife lock very close.

"laugh!"

There was a sound of cloth being torn.

Incorporating nearly 20 million catties of force, the Ditian sword pierced through Dao Suo Dao Yi like a broken bamboo, and pierced into his body under You Jiuli's horrified eyes.

Suddenly, a large amount of blood flowed out of his body like a fountain.

"You, you have a Dao weapon!"

Seeing the saber lock being pierced by Di Tianjian, You Jiuli widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

Ye Chenfeng didn't answer You Jiuli's words, and continued to attack with the Emperor Heaven Sword, severely injuring his body.

Because Ye Chenfeng's sword was too fast, the dense sword lights formed a line, completely covering You Jiuli inside.

Under Ye Chenfeng's ferocious attack by the Ditian sword, You Jiuli, who was seriously injured, was unable to fight back, and the Dao Lock Taoist robe on his body was cut with holes by the Ditian sword, and a large amount of blood was uncontrollable. flow out.

"You Jiuli, do you admit defeat?"

Feeling that You Jiuli's injury had already hurt the root and was unable to support the battle, Ye Chenfeng put the Ditian Sword into the Qiankun Realm, pointed at You Jiuli's bloody throat with the fierce sword in his hand, and questioned domineeringly .

"You kind of kill me!"

You Jiuli stared at Ye Chenfeng with blood-red eyes, like a wounded wolf, and said through gritted teeth.

"You really think I dare not kill you!"

Ye Chenfeng sneered, flipped his wrist, and pierced You Jiuli's throat with the sharp and fierce sword.

"stop!"

When You Jiuli's life was hanging by a thread, the Great Elder of Jiuyou Mountain couldn't sit still and shouted loudly.

At this time, Yuechan also closed the cracked defensive restriction, wanting to stop it.

"Why, you have to take him to admit defeat."

Ye Chenfeng looked at the elder of Jiuyou Mountain who stood up with a gloomy face, and asked in a low voice.

"Boy, don't be arrogant. Sooner or later, I will let you know the fate of offending me, Jiuyou Mountain." The elder of Jiuyou Mountain warned darkly.

After finishing speaking, he appeared next to You Jiuli, grabbed his shoulders, and took him away.

Chapter six hundred and eighty first identity is seen through

"Patriarch Yue, everyone, I am also a little tired, so I will leave first."

Ye Chenfeng took the quasi-dao weapon Spike away, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, Ye Feng, I have something to ask you."

Yuechan didn't expect that You Jiuli, the great disciple of Jiuyou Mountain, was not Ye Chenfeng's opponent, so she was full of curiosity about his identity and background, and stopped him.

"Patriarch Yue, I don't know what you want to ask?"

Ye Chenfeng turned around slowly, looked at Yuechan's resolute face, and asked neither arrogant nor humble.

"Ye Feng, I heard that you are not a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace. I don't know which force you come from. Why are you coming to my Yue family at this time?" Yue Chan asked straight to the point.

"I am indeed not a disciple of Heavenly Sword Palace. As for my identity, please forgive me for keeping it a secret. The Patriarch will know in a few days." Ye Chenfeng said pretending to be mysterious.

"Ye Feng, you should be very clear that in a few days it will be the day when my daughter and San Jian get engaged. In order to avoid accidents, outsiders are not allowed to come to Yue's house to participate in the engagement feast." Yue Chan tried to figure out the meaning of Ye Chenfeng's words, Said on the side.

"Patriarch Yue, are you going to shut me out?" Ye Chenfeng asked calmly with his mouth slightly raised.

"If you want to participate, you can, but these few days, you have to live in my Yue's house and are not allowed to go out."

Looking at Ye Chenfeng who is calm and unhurried, and thinking of his various methods against the sky, Yuechan felt that his background was not simple, and he didn't want to offend easily, so he pondered for a while and said.

"good!"

Ye Chenfeng was worried about finding an excuse to stay in Yuejia Mansion, when the opportunity came, he agreed without hesitation.