Chapter 316: The body of the King of Killings

"Kowloon Stone!"
Looking at the mountain, the thick and thick, hovering over the stone monument of Kowloon, Ye Chenfeng also felt the shock of the soul, as if the stone monument was suppressed in his heart, so that he could not produce a trace of war.
"I am a person who wants to transcend the heavens. The district of Kowloon is not afraid of it."
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, and the unyielding heart dispelled the fear in his heart, and the warfare in the body reached its peak again,
"Boom!"
When he stepped on the first step of the nine-fold space, the space pressure was like a torrent of tsunami, swept over, slammed on his body, and shattered the blood dragon soul that covered him. Let him The flesh trembles.
"Sure enough, the space pressure in this nine-fold space is five times that of the eight-fold space."
Withstanding the pressure of space in the sky, Ye Chenfeng has a feeling of being in the sea of ​​anger. The space pressure of terror can destroy himself at any time.
"Successful swords, 1.5 million pounds, resist!"
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and filled the sword. The powerful body power spewed out, resisting the space pressure enough to easily crush the masters of the six-level mysterious beast and continue to climb the ladder.
And every step he takes out, it takes a lot of effort, breathing is long and deep, exhaling like a snake.
After Ye Chenfeng, who was struggling, climbed to the tenth step, a turbid, unbearable voice passed into his ear.
"So far, you can't continue climbing."
"Who?"
When I heard the mysterious voice in the nine-fold space, Ye Chenfeng looked at it and looked around.
"I don't matter who is important. What matters is that if you don't leave, this will be your graveyard." Mysterious voice warned.
"A big tone." Ye Chenfeng held the giant sword and said with fearlessness: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, come out and fight."
"I don't know how to live!"
The mysterious voice suddenly became fierce. A space crack appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng. A whole body was covered in a black robe, with a silver devil mask, tall and tall, holding a six-foot-6 long-long sword. The man appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng.
"A terrible breath, who is this person, why can it appear in the Jiulong space of Jiulong Yulong."
Feeling the breath of the ghost face man, Ye Chenfeng smelled a strong sense of danger and was even more surprised by his appearance.
"Are you the king of killing!"
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng’s brain flashed and he guessed the identity of the ghost face man.
If there is only one person who has the opportunity to enter and leave Kowloon Jade in the city of killing, it is the king of killing.
"Hahaha, you are very smart, you guessed the identity of the king, but it is a pity that smart people generally do not end well, know the identity of the king, you will die." Ghost face man laughed, murderous Said.
"The king of killing, I did not expect that you would be a villain. This is probably why in the past few hundred years, no one has ever survived the reason of the Kowloon Jade."
Under the identity of the ghost-faced man, Ye Chenfeng reveals a dignified color. Although he is superior in strength, he is by no means the opponent of the King of Killing.
But in the analysis of the brain, the power of the king of killing in front of the eyes is only the level of the four kings of the beast king, not like the rumored, reaching the limit of the six-level king of the beast.
"The Kowloon Jade is my own, except that the other kings are simply not qualified to share its secrets." The King of Killing said arrogantly, "but with your four-level mythical genre, I have to admit it." You are really special."
"If it wasn't for you to practice Bajiao Xiu Luogong, it is related to Xingluo Tiancheng. This king is interested in controlling you and letting you work for me."
"No, you are not the king of killing, you are the incarnation of the king of killing!"
When he spoke, he was able to analyze the truth of the king of killing, and determined that he was not the body of the king of killing, but that he used the power of Jiulong Yuxi to condense his incarnation.
"Hahaha, you gave me another surprise, I really can't bear to kill you."
The king of the killings looked awkward and suddenly laughed. The murderous murder in his body was like a squally shower, locking Ye Chenfeng.
"Hey!"
A stunning swordmanship flew out. For a time, the air in front of Ye Chenfeng was distorted, and the swordsman with a sword screamed and a sword slammed into Ye Chenfeng.
Suddenly attacked by the King of Killing, Ye Chenfeng immediately responded. A snarling sound rang at the foot of Ye Chenfeng. He was subjected to the space pressure of horror. He summoned the Jinpeng wing and quickly evaded it in midair. , avoiding the sword attack of the King of Killing.
"The monster wing, I did not expect you to have such a chance."
Looking at the leaves of Ye Chenfeng, the golden feathers are like swords, and the wings of Jinpeng, whose wings are more than ten meters wide, are shot in the face of the ghosts, making people shudder.
"Huh!"
The violent fanning of Jinpeng’s wings, under the heavy pressure, set off a gust of wind, Ye Chenfeng wants to break through the containment of the King of Killing, close to the Kowloon Stone.
And his bold move has been well thought out.
Although the king of killing is terrible, it is even more shocking to leave the incarnation in the jade in Kowloon. But Ye Chenfeng believes that the king of killing has absolutely no mastery of the Kowloon Jade, otherwise he will be able to kill himself with a thought.
So he wants to venture closer to the Kowloon Stone Tablet and use the power of the Kowloon Stone Tablet to kill the incarnation of the King of Killing.
Although the action failed, he is very likely to die here, but Ye Chenfeng has no choice but to horrible in the body of the King of Killing, and he has no possibility of escape.
Sitting still means death, so he can only gamble.
Fortunately, after the deduction of the brain, the basic performance of the first eight styles of swords and tricks, Ye Chenfeng believes that as long as the time is spent, it will be able to penetrate the mystery of the Kowloon Stone Tablet and kill the King of Killing. Incarnation outside the body.
"You are really courageous. At this time, you dare to get close to the Kowloon Stone Monument!"
Speaking, the King of Killing continues to launch attacks, and the swordsman who tears the space turns into a dragon, carrying the uncontrollable destructive power, whistling and attacking Ye Chenfeng.
In the face of the attack of the King of Killing, under tremendous pressure, the inevitable Ye Chenfeng can only fully attack, and several big cards burst at the same time. In an instant, Ye Chenfeng’s attack power reached its limit.
"The ruling of seven swords, cold!"
The full-scale swordsmanship was quickly deduced, and the torrential force of the avenues of the evolution of the stalwart swordsmanship on the dragon-like swordsmanship, ignited the space giant earthquake.
Two terrible attacks exploded at the same time, as if two meteors had collided together, the world was shaking, and the waves were rolling.
The rolling energy waves crush everything, and the endless energy rushes quickly.
"Hey!"
The hard killing of the King of Killing, Ye Chenfeng was immediately injured by the powerful anti-shock force, and a lot of blood was sprayed in his mouth.
"Jinpeng blood, burning!"
Body injury did not delay the speed of Ye Chenfeng's breakout. He quickly burned the Jinpeng bloodline, maximizing the speed, penetrating the twisted space, and getting closer to the Kowloon stone monument.
"Yanlong is dead!"
The King of Killing did not think that Ye Chenfeng actually controlled a more mysterious Taoist technique. The light in his eyes flashed, and the power of Sandao Avenue became three fire dragons, cutting the space and turning to Ye Chenfeng. .
"It's that trick!"
Ye Chenfeng’s pupils shrink, and the king of the killings is identified. It is the mysterious sword in the Jiulong jade, but the king of the killing is displayed, and the power is even greater.
"The Wrath of God!"
In the critical moment, the three great spirits poured out his body, and they quickly gathered together to form the power of destruction. Under the compression of Ye Chenfeng's mind, they hit three kendo fire dragons.
"Boom!"
As the end of the world, the sound of destruction rang, the endless waves of air filled the void, and the whole space was chaotic.
With the raging waves, the morning wind that was seriously injured was thrown high, breaking through the defense line of the King of Killing, and approaching the Kowloon Stone Monument at any cost.