Chapter 79: Turn off your arm

"Lin Shijie, give me the rain."
The physical strength is instantly enhanced, and Ye Chenfeng’s foot movements and phantoms carry a strong sense of physical pressure and suddenly attack the most powerful rain.
"Looking for death!"
When the rain saw Ye Chenfeng coming, he immediately took out a dragon stick that was hovering from the Qiankun bag and reached the level of the Chinese spirit. With a momentum like a bamboo, the hole penetrated his chest. .
In order to hit Ye Chenfeng in one fell swoop, Yu Yu almost used the strongest force, and a lightning flashed out of the stick body, increasing the attack power.
"Be careful, flash!"
Lin Kezhu knows the horrible rain, even if she does not dare to say that it is stable, but now, Ye Chenfeng consumes more obvious and cannot exert the strongest strength.
"40,000 pounds of force."
When I heard Lin Kezhu’s exclamation, Ye Chenfeng did not dodge. He controlled the strength of the body and the soul to blend together, and pushed the power to the limit. A lot of power gathered on the surface of his fist and punched. On the dragon-shaped long stick that came through.
"With a flesh-and-blood fist, I regret the dragon-shaped long stick. This kid is really tired." Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Yu reveals a sly smile. He has already predicted the scene of Ye Chenfeng's arm crushing.
The Lin Kezhu, who was preparing to attack, showed a desperate color, and some did not dare to watch it.
"Hey!"
Ye Chenfeng compresses the force to the extreme fist and hits the dragon-shaped long stick. The horrible 40,000-pound force is like a tide, pouring into the long stick, and breaking the lightning of the surface of the long stick. The arm of the rain was numb, and it was almost impossible to hold the dragon stick.
"What, is this guy's fist cast by Xuantie? How can it be so hard?" In the rain, he picked up the big waves and could not accept the facts at hand.
Not only the rain was stunned by the amazing physical strength of Ye Chenfeng, Song Yu, Lin Kezhu also fell into a sluggish, like watching the monsters look at Ye Chenfeng.
"Sure enough, the strength of this rain, affected by the death cemetery, suppressed to the realm of the six-level illusionist." The ultimate strength, a punch will slam the rain, Ye Chenfeng hearted.
He slammed, and the momentum of his body broke out again. The blood of the body rushed out of his body like a wolf, and the horrible physical pressure felt the suffocation of the rain.
"Thunder stick method."
Feeling the threat brought by Ye Chenfeng, the rain does not dare to care about it, and decisively exerts the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the wind and thunder method to counterattack.
A flash of thunder and light sticks stunned out and turned into a dragon with a claw and a claw, and screamed and attacked Ye Chenfeng.
Although the rain is affected by the death cemetery, it is impossible to exert the strongest attack power of the wind thunder stick method, but the wind thunder stick method is, after all, a spiritual level soul skill, and its power is extremely terrible.
"Transformation Phantom!"
Feeling the threat of thunderbolt, Ye Chenfeng decisively moves his foot to the phantom to dodge.
I saw only a flash of light under his feet, a vague shadow emerged from his body, increased his speed, and thrilledly evaded the attack of Raytheon, approaching the rain and launching a thunderous offensive against him.
Ye Chenfeng and the torrential rain are fighting together. Lin Kezhu and Song Yu, who have come back to the gods, also attacked each other.
For a time, the deafening buzzing sounds, the horrible soul force collided, and formed a fierce shock wave. The ground beneath them was covered with cracks, and large tracts of graves were flattened.
The considerable consumption of Lin Kezhu knows that if you can't beat Song Hao quickly, you will be very dangerous, decisively exert the strongest soul skills you have mastered and attack Song Wei.
With the huge body of Yan Yan, her body emerged, and the soul of the fire poured into the fire crystal knife. For a time, the surface of the fire crystal knife was coated with a layer of fire red light, as if burning.
"Fire Shadow Knife."
Lin Kezhu burst into a burst, and the fire crystal knives in his hands suddenly fell, and the horrible red knives swept the hot glory and turned into a knife mountain, and turned to Song Yu.
"Lin Kezhu, different from the past, you are destined to be a loser."
Song Xiaokong shrinks, his body looms with a terrible beast soul, rolling purple thunder and squirting out, condensing into a shocking purple knives, facing the Huo Ying Knife.
"Boom!"
The two big shocking knives smashed the moment, bursting with a deafening sound, the rolling waves and the violent violent tumbling, the earth seems to be torn.
"Hey!"
A hard regret, Lin Kezhu, Song Yu both were backed by power, and they blew out blood at the same time.
Lin Kezhu took a deep breath and pressed the blood of the body, and once again pulled out the flame knife and went to Song Song. For a time, Lin Kezhu’s tide-like offensive, the unstoppable posture suppressed. Song Hao, forcing him to retreat.
"Lin Kezhu, I have to see how long you can hold on."
Song Wei is passive, but he is not panicked, trying his best to defend, consuming the soul of Lin Kezhu, waiting for the turn.
"No, Lin Shijie can't hold on for a long time, I have to make a quick fix, otherwise she may be in danger."
Although Lin Kezhu’s offensive was fierce, but Ye Chenfeng’s perceptive power, he noticed that Lin Kezhu’s body was somewhat disordered, and guessed that she could not support it.
Ye Chenfeng relied on the absolute strength and hard to regret the dragon-shaped sticks that came from the rain. He slammed the Qiankun bag, and the red scorpion sword became a red awn, and flew out. Then, his body’s half-step sword spurted out. .
"Half-step sword!"
A sword stabbed out, and there was a fierce sword in the void, piercing the chaotic air, and slamming into the rain with an unstoppable momentum.
When the rain was used to show the soul skills, the half-step swordsmanship was hardened, and when the body appeared out of control, Ye Chenfeng’s footsteps moved to the phantom and suddenly approached his body.
"Go to hell."
Ye Chenfeng’s strange appearance appeared in front of him, and the body’s slightly out-of-control rain immediately danced the dragon-shaped long stick to attack. When the overlapping sticks fell, Ye Chenfeng’s foot shifted and phantom, dodging The overlapping sticks appeared behind him.
"Not good!"
The overlapping stick shadows are evaded by the leaf morning wind, and the rainy instinct wants to dodge.
But at the moment he evaded, he suddenly felt the ground tremble under his feet, delaying the speed of his dodging.
The next moment, there was a fierce swordman behind him. He emptied his body and broke his body defense. He left a sword mark on his back and saw him flying. Go out.
has not waited for him to stabilize his body, and the endless swords once again erupted from the body of Ye Chenfeng, condensing the amazing destructive power, and a sword slammed into his head.
Although the rain is desperately dodging, but the half-step sword condensed swordsman speed is too fast, between his eyes, his right arm was smashed by the sharp swordsman, rolling on the ground.
The right arm was cut off by the morning wind, and the painful rain mourned, licking the broken arm wound with blood flow, and ran away decisively.
This rain escaped, Song Yi was also afraid, and looked at Ye Chenfeng with amazement, suddenly let go of Lin Kezhu, who could not support it, and fled with Yu Yu.