Chapter 122: winning and losing

"Sword is two heavens, Ye Chenfeng actually realized that the sword is two heavens. He seems to be less than seventeen years old."
When I heard Fu Youyue’s exclamation, the white road suddenly stood up in the chair, and the murky eyes stared at Ye Chenfeng, his eyes full of shocking colors.
"Transformation Phantom!"
Under the eyes of a pair of nearly sluggish eyes, Ye Chenfeng’s silver flashes at the foot, and instantly morphs out three speeds and violently attacks the Fu Youyue.
Although Ye Chenfeng did not use his soul skills, but each of his swords was filled with two swords, and the terrible Jianwei gradually overwhelmed Fu Youyue’s attack.
The two played fast and fast, and the speed residuals continued to be interlaced in the fragmented contest. In the blink of an eye, the two played against each other for dozens of rounds, so that many weaker Wufu disciples could not catch them. Their figure.
The thrilling battle is even more shocking to the hearts of the disciples.
"Cleavage the knife, crack the world."
The offensive was slowly suppressed by Ye Chenfeng. Fu Youyue took a deep breath and his toes slammed into the air. In the criss-crossing swordsmanship, he plunged into the air and once again broke out the eighth form of the broken knife. Ye Chenfeng’s continuous attack forced him to retreat.
"Ye Chenfeng, you really is a good opponent."
Although Ye Chenfeng is forced to retreat, Fu Youyue’s consumption is very obvious. She knows that her chances are getting smaller and smaller. If she can’t defeat Ye Chenfeng in one fell swoop, the failure will be her own.
"You are not bad."
Ye Chenfeng gasped and said, and fiercely confronted with Fu Youyue, he had a lot of feelings, especially the sword of Fu Youyue's display, which deepened his understanding of the sword.
"Hey!"
Ye Chenfeng’s feet slammed on the ground and did not give Fu Youyue a chance to breathe and continue to attack him.
"Twelve thousand pounds of force, broke out."
A sword stabbed out, and Ye Chenfeng ran six-pulse gods. The power of the whole body broke out again, and a sword stabbed Fu's chest.
When Fu Youyue lifted the knife to counterattack, and hardly broke the sword of Ye Chenfeng’s strong heart, Ye Chenfeng’s wrist turned, and the electro-optic swordsman stunned out with a piercing sound. , continuous attack on Fu Youyue's body.
The swordsman who is full of swords and double heavens completely disrupted the attack rhythm of Fu Youyue and quickly consumed the soul of her body.
The offensive was completely suppressed. Fu Youyue, who frequently retreated, smashed the tip of his tongue. A blue-green Dapeng bird emerged from her body and sent a strong penetrating scream toward Ye Chenfeng. Interrupted Ye Chenfeng's offensive.
"Qingtianpeng blood."
When Qing Tianpeng turned into endless blood and melted into her body, a powerful blood force awakened in her body, constantly enhancing her strength.
"The power of the blood, Fu Youyue actually swayed the blood of the soul beast."
Guan Daobai and others are the first to see Fu Youyue's use of blood, and she is a bit suspicious of her identity.
The soul of the mainland, not everyone has a soul beast, and the people who have the power of the soul beasts are even rare. The people who generally have the power of blood are all derived from the family's blood. From this point of view, Fu Youyue identity Very simple.
"Five levels of beasts will be."
Feeling the strength of Fu Youyue’s use of the power of blood, Ye Chenfeng could not help but reveal a dignified color.
Obviously, Fu Youyue’s strength and cards exceeded his expectations, and he smelled a dangerous atmosphere.
"Ye Chenfeng, everything is over."
"Split Heaven!"
The strength has skyrocketed, and the soul of the surging Fu Youyue screamed, and the knife in his hand turned into a man, with the power of Thunder and Wan Hao to Ye Chenfeng.
Activate the power of the blood, Fu Youyue has been greatly improved regardless of strength or attack speed, and the sharp knife has left a long knife mark in midair.
The moment when Knife Mang approached, the nine attacking patterns in the Panlong Epee were launched at the same time. Ye Chenfeng controlled the sword and the two heavens and the physical strength, and a sword hit the knife.
"Hey!"
Innumerable Mars Sputter, like a blossoming spark, is colorful and thrilling.
"Changyun palm!"
The two attacks attacked the moment, Ye Chenfeng quickly printed a palm, the penetrating power of the extremely strong penetrating cloud palm directly through the knife, printed on the chest of Fu Youyue.
"Hey!"
Activate the power of the blood, Fu Youyue's movement speed is greatly improved, her body flashes slightly, turned into a blue light, dodging the collapse of the cloud attack.
"killing the sword, flowing clouds!"
Ye Chenfeng’s pupils shrink, and Fu Youyue, who is dodging to the side, is locked. A cloud of swords that surpasses the speed of light is shocked out, and he turns to Fu Youyue, whose face is slightly changed.
Although the killing of the sword and the collapse of the cloud are the best soul skills at the prefecture level, but when Ye Chenfeng casts a sword to kill the sword, it combines the two swords, so the attack power of killing the sword is far better than the collapse. Cloud palm.
"A quick sword speed."
Fu Youyue did not think that the speed of the sword of Ye Chenfeng was so fast, and he stabbed himself in front of him, causing her to have the idea of ​​being unable to dodge.
"Mountains are broken!"
When the millennium was in the air, the sword in Fu Youyue’s body exploded like a volcano. A galaxy-like knife was smashed into the rushing stream.
"咔嚓嚓..."
The sound of the air was torn apart, and the turbulent air currents ran around.
"Hey!"
The soft and regretful leaves of the morning wind show the flow of cloud thorns, Fu Youyue only felt the body tremble, a powerful sword gas broke open the defense, got into the body, damaged the meridians, and a blood was sprayed out uncontrollably. .
"Fu Youyue was injured and activated the blood of Qing Tianpeng. She is still not the opponent of Ye Chenfeng."
Huo Lingfeng looked at the mouth and spit blood, and Fu Youyue, who retreated backwards and again, issued an incredible suspicion.
"It's another high-level level soul skill, Ye Chenfeng, you are more and more surprised me."
"Is it true that the death of You Mingdao is related to you?" In the white eyes of the road, the singer shot the light and stared at Ye Chenfeng as if he wanted to see him.
"Ye Chenfeng, I still have a trick that I have not used. If you can resist it, this comparison test, I am willing to go down the wind." Fu Qingyue, who was slightly pale, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered.
"Okay, then let's make a decision." Ye Chenfeng also wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, nodded and said.
"The ninth type of broken knife, one knife is broken."
Fu Youyue screamed, the soul of the whole body was raised to the limit, and the moon in his hand also reflected endless blood, reflecting the world.
A knife smashed out, blood red knives like a mad dragon, with a cracking of the sky, breaking the void and smashing to Ye Chenfeng.
The terrible knife almost suffocated all the disciples who were present, as if the end of the day.
And Fu Youyue took out this knife, the soul of the whole body was almost exhausted, and he had to insert the bloodmoon knife on the ground to support his body
"killing the sword, the wind and shadow!"
Looking at the knives that cut through the sky, Ye Chenfeng’s body slammed, and a half-month sword shadow split the layers of air, stretching for more than ten meters, and the blood-colored knives were together, forming a A powerful storm.
After the two major attacks in the air, they replied two breaths, and Fu Youyue suddenly showed a criss-crossing crack, which was smashed by the wind and shadow of the double sword.
"Hey!"
Blood knives are broken, Fu Youyue is unable to support, and several spurts of blood are continuously sprayed. They are swept out of the storm of the martial arts field and fell out of the competition. They lost this peak matchup.