Chapter 265: Unstoppable

"Well, I didn't expect to give me a big gift at the killing field. It's interesting, it's really interesting."
When the short man saw Ye Chenfeng, he stumbled. He did not think that his opponent in the twentieth game had only one level of mysterious beasts.
"Kid, I have to say, your luck is really bad, but I am in a good mood today, will give you a happy." The short man looked at Ye Chenfeng disdainfully, did not put him at all In the eyes.
"Yes? But the results of the game may be disappointing."
Ye Chenfeng’s face said calmly, and the corpse hammer weighing more than 100,000 jin appeared on his hand.
"Well, is this Ye Chenfeng’s head broken? He actually chose to use heavy troops to deal with Qiuqi. Didn’t he see the game of Qiuqi, I don’t know what speed he is best at?

The murderer saw the corpse hammer on the hand of Ye Chenfeng, and stunned it. Then, his face showed a sly smile.
Not only the murder of the lord pays attention to Ye Chenfeng’s game, but also many people who are fascinated by the moon’s glory are paying attention to him. They are constantly praying in their hearts, and Ye Chenfeng is killed quickly, so they have The opportunity to dye the moon is shining.
"Three strokes, I will send you back to the West."
Chou Qi wears a special material, which is comparable to the claws of the top grade, and he said overbearingly.
"You have too many nonsense, I really can hardly imagine that people like you can also achieve a nine-game winning streak." Ye Chenfeng said with some intolerance.
"Looking for death!"
When I heard Ye Chenfeng’s sarcasm, Qiu Qi violently thundered, a powerful suffocating scent in his body, and the thin body turned into a very fast stream of light, stabbing Ye Chenfeng’s chest.
The attack of Qiuqi is extremely fast, so many people can't capture the speed of his lightning.
But the soul of Ye Chenfeng was tempered by the eight-brake warrior. It was very powerful and easily captured his attacking trajectory. Sixty-five thousand kilograms of force broke out, and the corpse king hammered up the force.
"What!"
The full-speed attack of the enemy only felt a flash in front of him, filled with a 650,000-pound corpse hammer hit on his attack trajectory, so that he could not dodge, can only do his best.
"Boom!"
The sharp claws hit the corpse hammer, and a powerful anti-shock force poured into his arms, shaking his arms and numb, the whole body tumbling, and the whole body continued to retreat.
One hammer shocked and revenge, Ye Chenfeng pursued victory, enough to crush the corpse of a small mountain, the imposing bombardment of him, the terrible oppressive force gave him a feeling of suffocation.
Chou Qi did not think of dreams. With his own strength comparable to the five-level mysterious beasts, he would be suppressed by the first-class mythical beasts, Ye Chenfeng, and suddenly felt a shameful shame.
"Prisonfire."
The enemy did not dodge, and a hot soul spurted out of his body, melted into the claws, turned into two groups of fireballs, and bombarded the corpse hammer.
"Boom!" Two loud noises.
The prison fire of Qiu Qi was smashed with a 650,000-pound corpse hammer. A powerful force poured into his arms and shocked his body. A blood was uncontrollable. Sprayed out of his mouth.
"What, how can this kid be so strong? Does he hide his strength!"
Looking at the claws that were smashed by the corpse, the injurious Qiuqi was shocked to the extreme. He could not imagine that Ye Chenfeng’s fighting power was so terrible.
Not only did Qiuqi show a shocking look, but the murderer and other people also showed their feelings of living and ghosting, and dared not imagine what they saw.
"Flaming Bird, Melt!"
Under the amazing attack power of Ye Chenfeng, Qiuqi no longer hides, and a big bird burning with a blazing flame melts into his body, maximizing his strength.
"Prisonfire Tianquan!"
Strength is raised to the limit, and Qiuqi immediately exerts the strongest soul skills he has mastered. The fists of a fire-like meteor are shocked out, and the dense bombardment is directed at Ye Chenfeng.
"Transformation Phantom!"
The light flashes at the foot of Ye Chenfeng, and it moves in a very short period of time, evading the attack of the prisoner of the fire, and approaching the horrible hatred.
"Fast speed!"
The most confident of Qiuqi is speed, but he was shocked to see the speed of Ye Chenfeng's sneak peek at the fire.
When he came back and wanted to dodge, a cold chill came out of Ye Chenfeng’s body, freezing his legs.
"End!"
Ye Chenfeng slammed a hammer and slammed into the enemy. Sixty-five thousand jins broke out in the corpse hammer and bombarded him on his body, breaking his body defense. , smashed his skinny body into minced meat.
"Basic Shurao Luogong, Rong!"
Killing Qiuqi, Ye Chenfeng immediately ran the eight-brake repair, absorbed the dead air emitted from his body, and further concise the killing of the aperture.
"The Qiuqi died, and he won a nine-game winning streak. A hate that stepped into the fifth-level mythical ancestor’s realm was dead." Wan Bang helped the master to widen his eyes and looked at Ye Chenfeng incredulously. Unbelievable, he actually killed the enemy.
Ye Chenfeng defeated Qiuqi with an overwhelming advantage. The moon has also had absolute strength. He defeated opponents who are weaker than himself and achieved the first victory.
Ye Chenfeng returned to the rest area and had not yet adjusted his interest. The killing black order again conveyed the game information to him.
"Hurry!"
Ye Chenfeng’s brows were slightly wrinkled. I didn’t expect to be so fast, I came to the No. 3 contest and waited for my opponent.
Soon, a tall man with a heavy axe, black long hair casually scattered on his shoulders, with a strong sense of oppression, the bohemian middle-aged man jumped to the battlefield, and looked at him.
"Well, thirty-seven-game winning streak!"
Seeing the killing black on the waist of the heavy axe shows the number thirty-seven, Ye Chenfeng perceives the doubt, feeling that his opponent seems to be deliberately arranged, and his strength is very strong.
Although witnessing the scene of Ye Chenfeng killing Qiuqi, there is no expression change on the face of the heavy axe. When he pulls up the heavy axe on his back, a black bear emerges behind him, his own momentum. Great changes have taken place.
A powerful momentum emanates from his body, fluctuating the air pressure to Ye Chenfeng.
The imposing pressure of the heavy axe man was released. Ye Chenfeng’s pupils shrank, and the blood and bone accumulation accumulated in his body. The terrible killing made the heavy axe man move for the first time.
"Kill!"
The game started, Ye Chenfeng and the heavy axe man moved at the same time, and the two heavy-duty heavy forces slammed together and the fire splashed.
"Good power!"
The hard regret of the morning wind, the hammer of the hammer, the heavy axe man shocked and found that the power of Ye Chenfeng was above him, and the right hand of the heavy axe appeared a hint of numbness.
After a hammer, Ye Chenfeng’s attack did not diminish, and the physical strength was brought to the limit, and the corpse hammer of more than 100,000 kilograms was picked up, and he was violently attacked.
The ferocious offensive completely suppressed the heavy axe man, shaking his right arm with a heavy axe and cracking, and a lot of blood flowed out.
"Blood burning!"
The offensive was suppressed, and the heavy-eyed man with his eyes and blood was violently screamed, maximizing the power of blood and blood, enhancing his own strength and trying to regain the situation of passive beating.
Just as his own strength is raised to the limit, when a powerful blood force rolls in his body, a very fast purple lightning glows in the leaf morning wind, and the hole penetrates at a speed that is indistinguishable to the naked eye. His throat.
"Hey!"
Unable to respond to the heavy axe man's throat was pierced by the purple scorpion, the head burst like a watermelon, and the strong body fell heavily on the ground, killing Huangquan.