Chapter 120: Power vs.

"It's too strong, and Ye's strength is too strong."
"Shen Tuo's brother, the Shangguan brother is like a child who will just walk in front of him, and does not pose any threat to him."
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng overwhelmingly defeated the joint efforts of Shen Tu and the Shangguan Yuantong, all the disciples who were present were all convinced by the strength of Ye Chenfeng.
The two men who defeated the Shentu mad, Ye Chenfeng successfully stood out in the third group, with Fu Youyue, Lin Xinxin, the final of the division.
Because of the group match, Ye Chenfeng had almost no big troubles. The three of them only adjusted their interest for more than half an hour, and they completely recovered their peak.
After the draw, the first game was played by Fu Youyue to Lin Xinxin, the second game Lin Bingxin to Ye Chenfeng, and the third game Ye Chenfeng to Fu Youyue.
Although the result of the draw is somewhat unfavorable to Ye Chenfeng, he needs to continue to fight with Lin Shuxin and Fu Youyue.
But Chen Chenfeng was not affected by the slightest influence. He sat quietly on the sidelines and watched the comparison between Fu Youyue and Lin Xinxin.
"Fu Youyue, I have long wanted to fight with you." Lin Biao's heart looked at the hot body, Fu Youyue, without a trace of expression, the body's war is becoming more and more fierce.
"Lin Xinxin, you are not my opponent, just deal with you, just a knife." Fu Youyue took the Shangpin Lingqi knife from Qiankun bag, gently stroked the blood red blade, not happy Said.
"One knife!" Lin Biao’s heart smiled and said: "Then I will see how you beat me with a knife."
"Many, fusion."
At the beginning of the game, Lin Biao’s mind was moved, the body and the soul of the beast were merged together, the muscles of the whole body swelled instantly, and their strengths climbed.
In the face of the amazing attacking Fu Youyue, Lin Xinxin did not choose to defend, but took the initiative to launch an attack, rolling into the soul of his hands.
"The second is the second hand, the endless sky."
A very penetrating bombardment sounded in Lin Biao’s mouth. When he raised his power to the peak, he shot the most powerful blow he had at the moment.
A large handprint full of destructive power, as if to wear the sky, printed on Fu Youyue, who stood in the same place and motionless.
"The seventh is heavy, and the mountain is broken."
Fu Youyue smashed into a hole, and the hot body and the knife in his hand melted into a special trajectory.
A knife and a knife, a knife and a knife, carrying a desperate force, smashed to the heartless heart of Lin Biao’s heart.
"Hey!" A piece of cloth was torn apart.
The heartlessness of Lin Biao’s heart is like a tofu. It’s been smashed by Fu Youyue, and the devastating speed of the knife is so high that the face of Lin Biao’s body is changed.
A knife broke through his body defense, and he flew out, and a lot of blood flowed out of his chest.
When Lin Xin, who was injured in the chest, wanted to get up quickly, Fu Youyue’s cold knife was placed on his neck, without a trace of affection:
Lin Xinxin, you lost.
/
"I, I admit defeat."
After a year of hard work, Lin Shuxin’s strength has soared. He thought he could not defeat Fu Youyue at least, and he had at least one battle.
But after the fight, he discovered that Fu Youyue grew faster than himself, and he defeated himself with only one stroke, which made his self-confidence suffer.
"The knife, Fu Youyue realized the knife."
I feel that Fu Youyue has just had the knife, which contains the destructive power of the knife. The people who sit in the main stand and the white people are slightly moved.
Because the sword is the same as the sword, it is the swordsman and the swordsman's dreams. It can be said that the swordsman who understands the sword or the sword, the swordsman, the future development is limitless.
"I don't know the swordsmanship that Fu Youyue comprehends and the swords that Ye Chenfeng understands, and they are weak and weak."
When Ye Chenfeng and Shen Tuheng played against each other, they had exposed the sword, so witnessing Fu Youyue comprehending the scene of the knife, Liu Chang and others could not help but expect the two of them to fight.
Because Fu Youyue just had the knife, the attacking power was excellent, and did not reinvent the body of Lin Biaoxin. Therefore, Lin Shuxin relied on a Bapin medicinal medicine to adjust the time of the three musk scent and restore it. The injury.
"Morning wind, be careful, although Lin Xinxin lost to Fu Youyue, but you must not underestimate his strength, he is terrible." Lin Kezhu, who was defeated by Lin Shuxin, was screamed and whispered. .
"I will pay attention." Ye Chenfeng nodded, his body flashed slightly, and the emptiness appeared in the center of the battlefield, and the eyes of Lin Biao, who recovered the injury and had a strong breath, looked at each other.
"Ye Chenfeng, in fact, you are the person I am most looking forward to, I don't know this. We compete for strength and see who is stronger." Lin Biaoxin quickly came out of the shadow of failure, fighting I am looking at Ye Chenfeng with high spirits.
"Okay, we are better than strength." Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and promised.
"Haha, happy. You really fit my appetite." Lin Biao's heart laughed, and it seemed like a ghost to reappear his body and enhance his own strength.
With the perfect combination of the soul beast and the body of Lin Biao, his whole body muscles made agitation, and a strip of blue veins appeared like a cockroach, and a strong sense of oppression swept to Ye Chenfeng.
"This Lin Biao heart blends with the soul of the beast, and the physical strength is probably close to 90,000 jin."
Feeling the pressure of Lin Bing’s heart, Ye Chenfeng vaguely guessed his physical limits, and Ye Chenfeng never had a power showdown, so he was full of expectations for this battle.
"The game begins!"
With the death of Huo Lingfeng, Ye Chenfeng and Lin Biaoxin moved at the same time, carrying a powerful impact and bombarding each other.
When the two of them fought together, the huge impact made Lin Biao’s body tremble slightly.
But they did not retreat, control the strength of the whole body, constantly attacking, a sound like a thundering sound is endless, Ye Chenfeng two people seem to be two humanoid monsters, fiercely fighting.
"Good power."
With Ye Chenfeng's needle tip on the Mai Mang's fierce battle with two pillars of incense, Lin Biao heart deeply understands the terrible power of Ye Chenfeng.
It’s not his opponent to use his power beyond the regular number of times.
"Booming..."
The two men fought hundreds of rounds, and the powerful collision force shook a lot of cracks on the ground under their feet. The violent power swept the four sides, and the Wufu disciples in the stands were frightened.
"This, is this the power that people send out? It is estimated that even if they are wild beasts, they are not as powerful as they are." A famous Wufu disciple exclaimed.
"Ye Chenfeng, pick me the strongest one."
"Promise in the sky!"
The body's blood tumbling, the breathless Lin Biao heart violently, the whole body strength reached the limit, printed a taupe big handprint, carrying a powerful destructive force, bombarded Ye Chenfeng.
"Changyun palm!"
Feeling that Lin Biao’s heart is showing its boundlessness, the condensed big handprint instantly surpassed the limit of his own strength. Ye Chenfeng did not dare to carelessly, and immediately printed the collapsed palm to counterattack.
The two palm prints are bombarded together, and the power of the explosion is earth-shattering, and a ray of energy is scattered.
In the glaring energy glow, a figure of uncontrollable body glides through the halo, slamming into the field and losing the game.
And this person who fell out of the field is the second-ranked Lin Biaoxin.