Chapter 1699: Finals

"Call, finally reached the finals!"
It didn't take long for him to become a holy sword. The outside world had been a month old, and his face was beautiful, and the summer butterfly with the beauty of the charm gently dressed for Ye Chenfeng.
"Morning wind, come on, regardless of the outcome, you must take care of yourself, don't be stubborn!"
"Do not worry, although the Azure cloud is powerful, but it is not invincible!" Ye Chenfeng gently kissed the white butterfly's white forehead, said softly.
"Go!"
When finished, Ye Chenfeng left the Qiankun territory, joined with Yue Yeming, Ling Yuxin and others, took a horse and chariot, and went to the battlefield.
Before coming to the jihad, Ye Chenfeng happened to have encountered the Azure Cloud.
Looking at today's opponents, the eyes of the two of them shot out of the spark, and the atmosphere instantly became depressed.
"I am looking forward to fighting you today!" Azure Cloud suddenly showed a faint smile, and the calm voice revealed a strong confidence.
"Me too!" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly: "You will lose."
After finishing, Ye Chenfeng no longer pays attention to the abundance of azure clouds, and Yue Yeming and others came to the sky-like stands and waited quietly for the game to begin.
Ye Chenfeng can defeat the devil in a row, and the Emperor’s march into the finals is beyond everyone’s expectations, and the rumors of Ye Chenfeng are flying.
Someone said that he came from the virtual world, is the child of the virtual world of the gods, and some people say that he inherited the illusion of the virtual world, and some people say that he is a dragon, a dragon People can be enemies.
For the attention of everyone, Ye Chenfeng turned a deaf ear and silently sat in the stands, running the soul-eater to adjust his own state.
"Ye brother, I just got the news, this day Qingyun really has a big card that has not been used."
When Ye Chenfeng adjusted his interest, Yue Yeming’s voice passed into his ear.
"What card?"
Ye Chenfeng’s brow slightly picks up and opens his eyes, asking for a voice.
"A ancestral charm, once used, can quickly make the strength of Azure Cloud reach the four-star god!" Yue Yeming told the voice.
"Four Stars!"
Under the last card of Azure Cloud, Ye Chenfeng’s brows were tightly screwed together.
He did not expect that Azure Cloud not only had the ancient scrolls depicting the ancient rhyme of the ancestors, but also had the ancestral charm, and could not help but feel a little tricky.
"Ye brother, if you push out the card of Azure Cloud, you should immediately admit defeat as well. With my understanding of the Tianzu, they may kill you and use this opportunity to kill you." I’m serious about the voice.
"Thank you for your compliments, I will be careful!"
After finishing, Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes again, silently adjusting his position and adjusting his own state.
After about half an hour, the white old man appeared in midair. His sharp, electric double eyes glanced at Ye Chenfeng and Azure Cloud, and announced loudly: "I announced that the final of the Battle of the World Wars began.
"Morning wind, no matter the outcome, you must come back safely!"
The summer butterfly is holding the big hand of Ye Chenfeng tightly, and there is a slight worry about the martyrdom.
"Do not worry, he will lose!"
Ye Chenfeng slowly stood up and his body suddenly exploded. He thought it was a sword that was unsheathed and sharp.
"Hey!"
Ye Chenfeng’s body moved, and the amazing degree cut through the space, almost falling on the battle platform with Tianqingyun.
Standing on the Wudoutai, Ye Chenfeng and Tianqingyun did not speak, and their expressions were surprisingly consistent, that is, calmness, calmness, and people's inner feelings.
But the momentum on them is getting higher and higher.
When the two powerful momentums touched together, they invisibly ignited a spark and bloomed in midair.
"You are ready, the finals begin!"
With the white old man's death, the atmosphere of Ye Chenfeng and Azure Cloud suddenly became fierce, and a fierce rebellion in the void made a strong whirlwind.
"Hong Meng blood, burning!"
The strength and realm of Ye Chenfeng is far less than that of Tianqingyun. Therefore, as soon as he comes up, he burns a powerful Hongmeng bloodline, amplitudes of his own strength, and infinitely close the strength gap between Tianqingyun and Tianqingyun.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng took a step forward, and the power of 60 billion jins burst out in his body, directly damaging the momentum released by Azure Cloud, and slammed a punch at him.
"Hey!"
A fist hit, the space vibrates, the terrible fists shake the trepidation of the whole void, the terrible fists drag the long tail of power, with an unparalleled sense of oppression, smashed to the Azure Cloud.
Looking at the fists blown by Ye Chenfeng on the chest of Azure Cloud, a fierce gun mans broke his body, twisting the space, a shot piercing the fist, breaking the morning wind Heuristic attack.
A hard regret, the two moved at the same time, and two unreal light and shadows were smashed together.
At the moment of the impact, the two of them attacked each other with fierce attacks and attacked each other's body.
Although Ye Chenfeng's strength is not as good as Azure Cloud, his power is enough to crush the level master.
In the fierce slaughter, Ye Chenfeng not only did not fall into the disadvantage, but occupied an absolute advantage and restrained the offensive of Azure Cloud.
"Eight Vicious Guns!"
The crush on the strength of Ye Chenfeng, the murderous machine in the eyes of Azure Cloud emerged, his mind moved, summoned the eight murderous guns, and a shot stabbed Ye Chenfeng.
A shot stabbed, and there was a deep gunshot in the space. The terrible guns crossed the chest and directly penetrated Ye Chenfeng’s chest.
"Hmm..."
A shot of a hole in the morning wind, Azure cloud does not like the shock, the body is decisive and wants to dodge.
But the moment he ducked, the illusion of the afterimage, appeared in the sea of ​​Ye Chenfeng on his side, venting endless red light, the holy sword spirit flew out of his soul sea, intertwined with terrible morals , near the sky, to the sky.
"Hey!"
Unable to prevent, Azure Cloud is armed with eight murderous guns to defend the whole force, but the power of the holy sword spirit is too horrible, and the terrible sword is passed into his arm through the eight-killer gun, which shocked his arm. The sense of numbness and the body are constantly retreating.
"God, holy sword spirit, this is only a month, this Ye Chenfeng actually cultivated the sword soul to the holy level, how did this guy do it!"
"The enchanting, this leaf morning wind is definitely a enchanting, this cultivation is really unheard of!"
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng summoned the holy sword spirit, and stunned the scene of the azure cloud, they could not believe what they saw.
"St. Spirit Soul, I am a little kid!"
Although Ye Chenfeng's sacred sword spirit has just been formed, but the power is comparable to the Shangpin Tiantian sacred device, which brought great trouble to Tianqingyun, making his face more gloomy.
"Power, unblock!"
Feeling the threat of the holy sword spirit, Azure Cloud did not dare to carelessly, decisively unblocked the strength of the body, and upgraded the strength to the peak of the two stars.
When Tianqing Yunjie Festival climbed its strength, Ye Chenfeng merged the blood beads and the mixed yuan beads, burning the two true spirits of the Holy Fire, and also boosted the strength to the peak of the two-star road.
The next moment, the two of them moved at the same time, and they showed their battles together.