Chapter 137: The momentum of the world

"How is it possible, how can his attack power be so strong?"
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng’s sword was broken, he and Jian Chengtian joined forces, and they had never broken the white light group. The face of the mountain was so gloomy that they could not accept this fact.
"Mountain leisure, this leaf morning wind attack power is beyond our imagination, and our cards have been used when we just attacked the temple door. For the sake of the present, we only have the opportunity to borrow other people’s hands. Get rid of him and win everything in him." Sword Chengtian's sinister voice.
"Okay, then we are banned from internal attacks, and people who come outside are coming in." Youshan nodded casually, and Jian Chengtian quickly rushed to the door to ban.
"Ziyun Guns!"
"Two swords!"
Yishan leisure, Jian Chengtian shot at the same time, the purple gun mans rounded, the sharp two swords and swords continued to attack the temple door ban.
As Jian Chengtian guessed, the interior of the temple was banned from being weaker than the outside. They were attacked fiercely and the surface of the ban was immediately cracked.
"You are looking for death!"
Looking at the mountains and the two people, Ye Chenfeng’s face suddenly gloomy.
Because of the identity of the two of them, fear of the blame of the fire, Ye Chenfeng has just been merciless, not taking their lives, but Ye Chenfeng did not expect that they are so ignorant, want to break the palace door ban, The people outside put in and besieged themselves, which made Ye Chenfeng have a strong killing of the two of them.
When Ye Chenfeng was ready to kill them, a powerful force was bombarded from the outside world on the cracked ban, and the hard life would be banned, and more than ten figures were at a very fast speed. I came in.
"You can spare the treasures you have, and I will spare you a life."
Wearing a white robe, the figure is tall and straight, and the black long hair is scattered on the shoulders. The wind and the valley beast with the faucet and the big knife will look at the first person in the realm, Zhang Xingyue, looking at the mountains and two people, and loudly ordered.
"In addition to the ground in the light group, other Chinese products were obtained by him, and Ye Kexin was killed by him." Youshan pointed to Ye Chenfeng and shouted: "You guys If you want a Chinese product, just look for him."
"Chinese goods!"
What is the preciousness of Zhongpindi in Beixue County, like Tianhuo Zong, only the four lobby owners are qualified to have the middleware, knowing that Ye Chenfeng got the middleware in the stone hall, everyone looked His gaze became sensational and fiery, and he wanted to shoot for it.
In particular, the Thunderbird Mountain, which was found in the body of Ye Kexin, is a disciple of Leishan Wufu. The killing in the eyes is even stronger. I can’t wait for Ye Chenfeng to squander and avenge Ye’s heart.
"Kids, hand over the ground, I spare you a life." Zhang Xingyue pointed the knives with a big knife pointing at Ye Chenfeng, the command of the overbearing.
The faucet in his hand is also a piece of land. It is just a product of the place. When he becomes the first person in the Fengyun Valley, the Fengyun Valley Lord rewards him.
"You want the ground, then take it for you."
Ye Chenfeng knows that the first battle is inevitable, there is no retreat, and the war is high.
"Be bold, I want to see if your strength is as big as your courage."
Zhang Xingyue’s face turned to yin, and when he was blended with the soul beast, a blood red soul rose to the sky. He was like a of war, holding a faucet to the Ye Chenfeng.
Looking at the leading knives that cut through the air, Ye Chenfeng did not dodge. He jerked step forward and greeted him with a jasper sword.
"When..."
The two large earthmass collided together, and the 13-million-pound force of Ye Chenfeng’s body broke out. The terrible attack instantly resisted Zhang Xingyue’s full force, and a large amount of energy halo spread out, shaking the air and violently rolling.
After hard hit, the two have raised their souls and raised their speed to the peak. In the blink of an eye, the two of them played against each other dozens of times, and the speed of the scene was fiercely dispelled, and the speed of the speed was dazzling.
Although Zhang Xingyue's realm is far better than Ye Chenfeng, but Ye Chenfeng has made up for the shortcomings in the realm with the Chinese products, the jasper sword, the thirteen thousand jin and the terrible sword, and suppressed Zhang Xingyue's offensive.
"Mountain River Knife."
The offensive was suppressed, Zhang Xingyue's face became extremely ugly, he violently screamed, his right arm muscles squirted, the blue veins collapsed, and he exerted the strongest soul skill he mastered, and rushed to Ye Chenfeng to make another fierce Knife mans.
Every knife is like a long river rushing, the mountain river is cracking, dozens of knives are gathered, the waves are raging, endless, and the terrible power makes people want to break.
"Instant Killing a Sword!"
The mountain river knives shrouded by Zhang Xingyue, the leaves of the morning light are unchanged, the four swords are bursting, the arms and the jasper swords are combined, and a sword slashing through the void is pierced, like a dark night sky. A meteor hits the raging knives.
"Hey!"
A sound of the cloth was torn apart, and the endless stream of mountain river knives was torn by Ye Chenfeng. The speed of the swordsman was stabbed to the chest of Zhang Xingyue at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
"Hey!"
A broken sound rang, and Zhang Xingyue was pierced by the sword of Ye Chenfeng's instant killing. The amulet that he refining into the body was broken, and the hard life resisted the fatal blow launched by Ye Chenfeng.
"The sword is five days!"
Instantaneously killing a sword was resisted. Ye Chenfeng immediately sprayed out five swords in his body and melted into the jasper sword to maximize the attack power of the Jasper Sword. He wanted to forcibly pierce the amulet defense and kill Zhang Xingyue.
"Shanhe knife, heavy knives."
In the critical moment, Zhang Xingyue stimulated the potential of the body. At the moment when the amulet was broken, the ninth style of the mountain river knife was pulled out against the Ye Chenfeng.
It’s like a mountain-like knives that slammed into the morning wind, resisting the fatal blow that Ye Chenfeng launched, and the wolverines returned to the side of Fengyun Valley.
"What, Zhang Xingyue lost."
When the eyes of the Fengyun Valley leader Zhang Xingyue breathed, they lost to Ye Chenfeng’s scene, and Feng Yungu’s disciples were all stupid.
"Who else."
To defeat Zhang Xingyue in the most powerful posture, Ye Chenfeng lifts his sword with one hand and points to the ugly face, saying he is overbearing.
Fu Youyue in the crowd, watching Ye Chenfeng, who is out of the domineering world, the deep scorpion scorpion shot the road.
"Ye Chenfeng, are you going to challenge us?" The gloomy mountain is deliberately arrogant.
"You can't kill you if you think that I don't dare to kill you." Ye Chenfeng looked sharply at the mountains and said that he was stunned.
Touching Ye Chenfeng’s eyes full of killings, there is a feeling of being stared by a poisonous snake in the mountains. The whole body’s hair is straight up. He pretends to be calm:
Ye Chenfeng, if I have an accident, You also want to live."
"Yishan leisure, I counted three, if you don't get out of here, I will kill you." Ye Chenfeng looked at the timid mountains, cold warning.
"Mountain leisure, let's take a shot together, I don't believe in the power of gathering a few of us, kill him." Jian Chengtian and other Tianhuo disciples stood by the side of the mountains and said.
"Fengyungu disciples listened to them, and I shot and killed this person with me." At this time, Zhang Xingyue, who stabilized his physical injury, ordered loudly.
"Thunderbird Mountain disciples listened to their lives and tried to kill this person." Lei Bingshan leader Yang Bingfeng shouted.
For a time, Ye Chenfeng became the target of the public. In addition to Fu Youyue, everyone else wanted to kill him and seize the treasure he was wearing.
In the face of the three disciples, Ye Chenfeng was not afraid, and the killing of the body suddenly broke out. It was like a long-lost wolf, showing his fangs and killing.