Chapter 551: four-game winning streak

The sky was just bright, and the ring-shaped fighting field with the chilling spirit appeared on the scene. The major powers came to the battlefield early, waiting for the new round of competition to begin.
"Ming Wei, your opponent's strength is not strong today, but you should not be so careless, you can enter the Longyuan Holy City rematch without a mediocre."
The water on the stands looks like a closed-eyed, calm-faced Ye Chenfeng's face, whispering softly.
"Yeah!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded symbolically, while controlling the brain to engulf the dragon, and seeing the imprinted sword, while waiting for his own game.
Soon, the third day of the game started.
The major disciples have staged trials, fierce killings, shouts, and screams intertwined, pushing the atmosphere in the battlefield more and more enthusiastic.
Hong Lin, although the strength of Chaoyun is second to none in Xuan Mingzong, it can only be regarded as the bottom in the rematch of Longyuan Holy City. In the face of the top geniuses of major forces, they have no power to fight, not long after Lose the third test, basically lost the opportunity to advance.
"It’s finally my turn!"
Awaiting for more than one hour, it was the turn of Ye Chenfeng. He slowly stood up and flew to the battlefield in the sound of Xuan Ming’s disciple, waiting for his third opponent, Yue Xijian. Zong Tiancai, the second level against Ma Yingjian in the realm of the beastmaster.
Ma Guanjian, although the realm is not high, but it is the talent of the heavens and the martial arts. He realized that the kendo has become a heavenly realm, and he is known as the first person of the young generation of the sword sect.
"You are very strong, it is the master I have only seen in my life. If you can hardly pick up my seven strokes without losing, I will admit defeat." Ma Guanjian hands holding a snakeskin sword and looking sharply. Ye Chenfeng said that the war was high.
"Okay, then I will pick you up seven swords with bare hands."
Ye Chenfeng liked this direct way of speaking. He nodded very painfully and promised to stand still and wait for him to shoot.
"Hey!"
A piercing sword sounded, and the snake-skin sword in the hands of Ma Guanjian was squirted, mapping the glaring sword light and shining into the eyes of Ye Chenfeng.
The next moment, Ma Guanjian's body is blurred, like a shock, attacking Ye Chenfeng.
Because Ma Guanjian’s sword is too fast, it is so fast that people can’t react. In the blink of an eye, the next-day sword in his hand stabbed Ye Chenfeng’s throat.
Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s throat was pierced by this sword. Suddenly, protruding from Ye Chenfeng appeared in front of the sword’s attacking trajectory, clamping the tip of the sword, making it impossible to advance one point. .
The next moment, eight million pounds of force shot out between Ye Chenfeng's fingers, passed through the lower product Tianjian into the right arm of Ma Guanjian, shocked his arm with a hint of numbness, almost grip Can't hold the sword.
"Great power."
With Ye Chenfeng, Ma Guanjian realized how terrible the power of Ye Chenfeng is. No more Tibetan mastiffs. The lines of the ten swords are sprayed out of his body, blending into the lower swords, hard. Sheng Sheng shocked Ye Chenfeng's and continued to attack him.
A series of swords and shadows violently went out, and squally showers generally covered Ye Chenfeng.
Because his speed is too fast, people have an illusion. He is not a sword, but a lightning bolt that cuts through the sky. It is so fast that people are dizzying.
Ma Guanjian's fast sword artistic conception is very good, but under the strong soul perception of Ye Chenfeng, there is no threat. Ye Chenfeng easily evades the attacking trajectory of the fast sword and calmly responds to him. s attack.
"There is still a trick. If you resist this attack, I will admit defeat."
Looking unscathed, calmly resisting Ye Chenfeng, who had his own six kills, Ma Guanjian slammed and slammed the whole body into the air, showing the biggest killer he had mastered.
"A sword at the moon."
The ten lines of the sword that sprayed out the body of Ma Guanjian instantly gathered together, like the moonlight tides on the horizon, rolling over the void, deep as a star, and pointing to Ye Chenfeng.
"Okay, then let's win the game."
Looking at the sword and the whistling, the sword and the sorrow of the moon, a sword, eight million pounds poured into the right fist of Ye Chenfeng.
A fist blasted out, an unmatchable horror swordman flew out, and the vast fists of mankind compressed eight million jins to the extreme, crushing the space and appearing awkward.
"Hey!"
Two powerful forces collided together, and the sword of Ma Guanjian’s display was broken like a broken glass. The terrible fistman’s bombardment was turned to the face of Ma Guanjian, which will directly He did not dodge and flew out.
"Hey!"
A lot of blood was sprayed in Ma Guanjian's mouth. He was like a broken kite. He fell from the air to the ground and lost the game.
"Strong, too strong, I did not expect that Xuan Mingzong actually gave birth to a dark horse. It seems that he is likely to break through the seven groups and kill the top 16."
"Sixteen strong? Wait for him to defeat the corpse Luomo or Magic Liuqing."
"The ruthless demon's strength is in the top seven, no one can rival, but I think that Xu Mingwei has the strength to fight with the Western Devils' arrogant female devil, Liu Qing, but the outcome is really hard to say."
Seeing the scene of Ye Chenfeng’s strong defeat of Ma Guanjian, many people are once again regretted by his strength and constantly talk about it.
Relying on the absolute power to defeat Ma Guanjian, Ye Chenfeng, which has a large number of dragons, has not dragged the mud, directly flew away from the battlefield, returned to the stands, continued to control the pattern of the brain, and absorbed the dragon-shaped lines. The dragon is strong, and the double-headed blood dragon king is strong.
The game is in full swing, and soon, the morning is over.
In the morning game, there was also a focus battle, that is, the first day of the Western Mozong and the second day of the Shadow House was only the test of 'Kwai'.
Shadow Building is the first killer organization in the Western continent, inheriting a lot of unpredictable assassination skills and ideas.
In the face of the ‘Kwai’, there’s an endless stream of savage and quick-spirited attacks, and the devils don’t dare to care about them.
The two played a fierce battle between the two pillars. The devil had the power to suppress the offensive of 'Kwai' and eventually defeated it.
And this battle, let the major forces see the power of the innocent, his call for victory is also rising.
"This devil is really a strong opponent. If you didn't go to the ancient city, it was not the ice mountain, but the devil, I am afraid that it is not his opponent."
Seeing the devil's battle with 'Kwai', Ye Chenfeng has a general understanding of his strength, and he has a feeling that, just in the first battle, I am afraid that only 50% of the strength is used. And his cards are not used at all.
The morning game passed quickly, and the major players seized the noon break, quickly adjusted the interest rate, adjusted the state as much as possible, and greeted the afternoon game.
After more than an hour, the fourth game was staged.
And in the fourth game, Ye Chenfeng first played, his opponent, Shijia genius, known as Shisen.
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was shocked by the power of heaven, Shisen knew that he was not his opponent. He resisted more than 30 rounds and his body defense was broken. He had to open his mouth.
At this point, Ye Chenfeng has won four consecutive victories, but his remaining three games, the field is a hard battle, especially the last game with the corpse Luomo, but also makes the water full of worry.
But the morning thoughts of Ye Chenfeng have already drifted to the sword of the sword under the stone temple. I can’t wait to continue to understand the meaning of the sword contained in the sword road, improve my attack power, pull out that The handle of the mysterious sword.