Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 91

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"Lin Kezhu, we met again, it seems that we are very destined." Yan Yu noticed that Lin Kezhu's face was slightly pale, showing a cold smile, and said maliciously.

"Yan Yu, what do you want to do?" Lin Kezhu asked calmly.

"What do you think we want to do?" Yan Ze looked at Lin Kezhu's hot body with fiery eyes, and said maliciously.

"Lin Kezhu, it's time to repay the humiliation you brought to me that day."

"As for this kid, I will let him experience all the pains of time, and let him die slowly in pain." Yan Ze licked his scarlet lips, and said ferociously.

"I'm afraid, you don't have the ability."

Ye Chenfeng threw the last Soul Resurrection Pill into his mouth, and a powerful explosive force emanated from his body.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng's killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Chapter 79 Cut off the arm

"Senior Sister Lin, Yan Yu has left it to me."

His physical strength instantly increased, and Ye Chenfeng stepped on the Apparatus Phantom, carrying a strong sense of physical oppression, and suddenly launched an attack on the strongest Yan Yu.

"court death!"

Seeing Ye Chenfeng attacking, Yan Yu immediately took out a long stick with dragon patterns hovering around it, which reached the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and pierced it towards his chest with the momentum of a broken bamboo.

In order to severely injure Ye Chenfeng in one fell swoop, Yan Yu almost used the strongest force, a bolt of lightning emerged from the body of the stick, increasing the attack power.

"Careful, flash!"

Lin Kezhu is well aware of Yan Yu's horror, even if it is her, she dare not say that she can win against Yan Yu, but now, Ye Chenfeng's consumption is still relatively obvious, and he cannot exert his strongest strength.

"Forty thousand catties."

Hearing Lin Kezhu's exclamation, Ye Chenfeng didn't dodge. He controlled the power in his body and blended it with his soul power, and raised his power to the limit. A large amount of power gathered on the surface of his fist, and he punched the piercing man. On the dragon-patterned stick that came.

"Using a fist of flesh and blood to beat the long stick with dragon pattern, this kid is really tired of life." Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Qi showed a teasing smile, he had already expected the scene of Ye Chenfeng's arm being smashed.

But Lin Kezhu, who was about to attack, showed a look of despair, and he didn't dare to watch it any longer.

"Buzz!"

Ye Chenfeng compressed his strength to the extreme and hit the dragon-patterned stick with his fist. The terrifying force of 40,000 jin poured into the stick like a tide, and shattered the lightning hovering on the stick's surface, shaking Yan Yu. His arms were numb, and he could barely hold the long staff with dragon patterns.

"What, is this guy's fist made of black iron? How can it be so hard." Yan Yu's heart was full of waves, and he couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

Not only Yan Yu was stunned by Ye Chenfeng's amazing physical strength, Song Qi and Lin Kezhu also fell into a daze, looking at Ye Chenfeng like a monster.

"Sure enough, Yan Yu's strength was suppressed to the level of a sixth-level Phantom Beast Master due to the influence of the death cemetery." With an explosion of extreme strength, Yan Yu was knocked back with one punch, and Ye Chenfeng was determined.

He let out a loud shout, and the aura on his body exploded again, billowing energy and blood poured out of his body like wolf smoke, Yan Yu felt suffocated by the terrifying oppression of his body.

"Lei Jiao stick method."

Sensing the threat brought by Ye Chenfeng, Yan Yu didn't dare to be careless, and decisively used the spirit-level top-grade soul skill Wind Thunder Stick Method to fight back.

A stick glowing with lightning shot out in shock, turning into a dragon with its teeth and claws, and it roared and attacked Ye Chenfeng.

Although Yan Yu was affected by the death cemetery, he was unable to exert the strongest attack power of the wind and thunder stick technique, but the wind and thunder stick technique was a top-level spirit skill after all, and its power was extremely terrifying.

"Phantom Displacement!"

Feeling the threat of the thunder dragon, Ye Chenfeng resolutely stepped on the apparition phantom to dodge.

I saw a flash of light under his feet, and a blurry shadow emerged from his body, increasing his speed, dodging the thunder dragon's attack in a thrilling manner, approaching Yan Yu, and launching a thunderous attack on him.

Ye Chenfeng and Yan Yu fought fiercely together, and Lin Kezhu and Song Qi who came back to their senses also attacked each other.

All of a sudden, there was a deafening explosion, and the violent collision of terrifying soul power formed violent shock waves, which shook the ground under their feet to be covered with cracks, and large areas of grave mounds were razed to the ground.

Lin Kezhu, who consumed a lot of energy, knew that if he couldn't defeat Song Qi in a quick battle, he would be in danger, so he decisively used the strongest soul skill he had mastered to attack Song Qi.

As the huge body of the flame python emerged from her body, soul power poured into the Fire Crystal Saber. For a moment, the surface of the Fire Crystal Saber was coated with a layer of fiery red light, as if it was burning.

"Hokage Sword Mountain."

Lin Ke yelled loudly, and the fire crystal saber in his hand suddenly slashed down. The terrifying red light of the saber swept the scorching gale, turned into a mountain of knives, and slashed towards Song Qi.

"Lin Kezhu, today is different, you are destined to be a loser."

Song Qi's pupils shrank, and a terrifying beast soul loomed in his body. Rolling purple thunder spurted out, condensing into a shocking purple thunder sword light, and slashed towards the mountain of Hokage sword.

"boom!"

The moment the two shocking blades slashed at each other, there was a deafening bang, and the turbulent air waves fluctuated and the Yin Qi rolled violently, as if the earth was about to be torn apart.

"puff!"

With a hard blow, Lin Kezhu and Song Qi were both backlashed by the force, and blood spurted out while retreating.

Lin Kezhu took a deep breath, suppressed the surge of energy and blood in his body, and once again slashed at Song Qi with a flaming blade. For a moment, Lin Kezhu's tide-like offensive and desperate posture suppressed Song Qi. Forcing him to retreat in succession.

"Lin Kezhu, I want to see how long you can last."