Chapter 1882: Not worthy of my true skills

"澹台雄 is dead!"
"God, the secrets of the Taiwanese family were sent out for a hundred years, and the Taitai Xiong, who broke through to the realm of the one-star ancestor, was killed by a fist!"
"When the Broken Mountain Swordsman has a monster!"
Seeing the scene of Ye Chenfeng’s nine fists killing Tai Taixiong, Tianjian Mountain’s screaming sounds constantly, and everyone was shocked by the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s horror, watching his eyes constantly The land has changed.
Even the bronze sword, the sturdy dragon, and the Xuanjian Dongtian people all showed the unexpected color, and they were surprised by the terrible physical strength of the morning wind.
"He turned out to be such a strength?" The dry ice posture that Ye Chenfeng never put in his eyes, the eyelids shot out of the road.
There was a deep surprise in the day of breaking the question, and the sulking in my heart was swept away.
"Xiong!"
The fact that the Taiwanese punishment is unable to accept this fact, issued a crying shouting sound, it is necessary to rush to the battle station to find Ye Chenfeng desperately.
"The homeowner should not be impulsive, and the strength of Ye Chenfeng is too strong. Even if you rush up, you can't give revenge to the young master and the young lady!"
Several elders of the Fujian and Taiwan family have seized the punishment of the almost collapsed spirit and persuaded them loudly.
"I am standing here, if you want to avenge them, then come up!"
Looking at the shackles that were hugged by several people, Ye Chenfeng carried his hands and looked at him calmly, not sorrowful.
"My family has given up!"
The elders of the Fujian and Taiwan family, roaring at the morning breeze, eventually had to open their mouths.
"I thought that the broken mountain Jianzong and the mixed Yuan Jianzong are the two weakest forces. Now it seems that the broken mountain swords are obviously playing pigs and eating tigers. The real strength may be worse than my earthquake sword. Zong is amazing!"
"The broken mountain swordsman is no longer useful. The protagonist of today is destined. I am afraid that no one can defeat the mysterious sword and win the sword palace."
Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s own efforts to force down the Taiwanese family to bow their heads, the major forces quietly talked about the broken mountain swords, and even the people of the Seven Swords Palace secretly looked at the day and others.
"The next one, Zhentian Jianzong is a dry house!"
The elders of the Seven Swordsmen, who were responsible for presiding over the battle for the Sword Palace, looked deeply at Ye Chenfeng, who was walking down the battle platform, and announced loudly.
The comparison between Jiantian Jianzong and the dry house is the most exciting of the three games.
The strength of the two major forces is quite the same, and the foundation is almost the same, and the last one is reached.
In the end, the first genius of Zhentian Jianzong broke through to the celestial world of the one-star ancestral realm, and pressed the dryness of the dynasty to make the third game victory for Zhentian Jianzong.
At this point, the three swordsmen’s duel ended, the broken mountain swords, the Xuanjian Dongtian, and the Zhentian Jianzong advanced to the second round.
"Okay, you have a day off, the second round will be held tomorrow morning, the second round is a round robin, and the last force is advanced to the sword palace!" The seven elders of the sword palace announced.
"Happy, I have never been as happy as it is today! Even if you can't advance to the sword palace, it's worth it."
Looking at Ye Chenfeng killing the two great arrogances of the Fujian and Taiwan families, and the feeling of the sky is extremely incomparable, and the casualties of the mixed swords are equally heavy. Squeeze their two forces.
"But the leaves are enshrined. If you encounter Xuanjian Dongtian tomorrow, you should never start killing again. If I didn't guess wrong, this Xuanjian Dongtian is related to Xuanjianhuang and offended Xuanjianhuang, except for Sword God, no one can save you!" Breaking the day of serious martyrdom.
"Do not worry, I have my own size!" Ye Chenfeng responded faintly, but he is not prepared to show mercy.
After all, the sword domain betrayed the Terran, and turned to the Tianzu, so that Ye Chenfeng was not ashamed, and went deep into the sword field. Ye Chenfeng found that the overall strength of the sword field is very strong. If the sword field is born, it may start in the virtual world. A hurricane is more likely to crisis to the human race, so Ye Chenfeng is prepared to kill dangerous seeds in the cradle.
"The great elder, you know what the Ye Chenfeng is?"
Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s killing of Taiying Ying, the scene of Yan Taixiong, the bronze sword also revealed the color of surprise, found the sturdy dragon, whispered.
"After listening to the question, that is, Ye Chenfeng is the guest who invited him to break the mountain swords!" said the Yan Yanlong.
"Guqing!" The bronze sword made his face look bad. "The great elders, you should be clear about the significance of the battle for the sword palace. There is only one protagonist in this battle, that is, Xuanjian Dongtian, so you are best. Warn the broken mountain swords and let them converge. If the leaf morning wind does not know the descendants of Xuan Jianhuang, then I can't afford the consequences."
"I understand, I am going to ask the day to come over!" said the sullen dragon face, and immediately ordered the person to scream into the stone temple.
I don't know what they talked about. When I left the stone temple, I frowned tightly, as if I was doing a fierce ideological struggle.
"Oh, nothing more."
Thinking of the horror of the Seventh Sword Palace, I took a deep breath and took a sip of wine, and found the Ye Chenfeng who was sitting in the snow and tempered to practice.
"Leaves are enshrined, this is cold in the cold, do you want to drink a bite of the wine that I have broken through the sword of the mountain?"
"Wine!" Ye Chenfeng opened the closed eyes, and shot out the glare of the glare. He looked at the face and asked some unnatural faces: "Okay, then I will taste it." /
Speaking, Ye Chenfeng took over the wine that was handed down from the day. After opening it, he drank two big mouths.
"Sure enough, good wine!" Ye Chenfeng showed a hint of intriguing smile, pouring a bottle of mellow wine into his stomach.
"Ye is dedicated, rest well, please call you tomorrow's round robin!"
Ye Chenfeng will drink a whole bottle of poisoned wine, and he will take a breather and leave with an empty jug.
Looking at the back of the day, Ye Chenfeng's face gradually turned cold, closed his eyes, and controlled the Chaos Shenmu to completely devour the toxins in the wine.
The night of the night passed quickly. When the morning sun was pouring through the heavy snow on the Tianjian Mountain, the next day's round robin was staged.
As Ye Chenfeng guessed, the first thing to do was the contest between the Jianshan Jianzong and the Zhentianjian.
Looking at the representative of the broken mountain swords, the first stage of Ye Chenfeng, the celestial patriarch of the earthquake, the breakthrough of the sea of ​​the star Tao dynasty reveals a dignified color: "Heaven, this leaf The morning breeze should be like you, and it is also a master of the star ancestor. You must be careful in the face of it. If you don't, you will admit defeat immediately."
"Reassured father, I will kneel down his head!"
There is absolute confidence in one's own strength. It is said that the first person of the three younger generations of the two generations responded with a hegemony. He held a sword with a semi-ancestor level and jumped into the air and fell to Ye Chenfeng. Opposite.
"Ye Chenfeng, take out your true skills, this is interesting!" Zhen Tianxing held a half-anced sword, pointing to Ye Chenfeng, arrogant and overbearing.
"As far as you are concerned, I don't deserve to see my true ability?" Ye Chenfeng carried his hands and directly stunned the three heavenly generations of the two generations.
"Yes? I will let you know right away, I have this ability!"
Zhen Tianxing’s eyes shot the sharp color of the road, and a powerful sword was filled in his tall body, pushing his own strength to climb.
Between the blink of an eye, the realm of the saga of the secret method crossed a star ancestor and reached the realm of the two-star ancestor, and this change shocked the audience.