Chapter 147: The Power of Chaos

"Cleft!"
Looking at the cracks on the surface of the giant black ding, Ye Chenfeng showed a deep surprise.
Although this crack only extends more than ten meters, it is insignificant for the hill-sized black tripod, but it makes Ye Chenfeng's heart settle, and continues to release the six-sword force, stimulating the power of the avenue and evolving the cold. Sword attack.
"Booming..."
The sound of the road like a thunderstorm swayed in the wild, and there was a wave of water ripples in the air, which shook the soul of Ye Chenfeng.
A lot of blood ran down his mouth and his ears flowed out.
The soul was shocked by the sound of the black ding, but Ye Chenfeng did not slow down the offensive, constantly screaming the sword for six days, forcing the cold pole and attacking the black ding.
Under the attack, Ye Chenfeng’s understanding of the ruling of the Seven Swords is getting deeper and deeper, but the consumption of Shi Hanji is getting bigger and bigger.
And the black ding surface in front of him is also covered with a sword mark, and a lot of cracks spread everywhere.
After about a day, the stun of the mind became more and more serious. Ye Chenfeng, who was almost exhausted by the soul, had to stop attacking, sitting cross-legged on the cracked ground and digesting the epiphany.
And this epiphany, another 13 days passed, only two days away from the January period. If he can't break the three black spots in the crackdown space within two days, he will die. herein.
It’s like Ye Chenfeng seems to forget the time. When sitting cross-legged on the ground, a shrill sword spurt out in his body, piercing the void, squatting on the wall of space, stirring like a lotus. The air is smashing.
"The ruling of seven swords, cold poles."
At the moment when Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes, countless fine lights were shot out. The sharp swords that sprayed out of his body instantly gathered, turning into a giant sword that seemed to be condensed by ice, freezing the void. Driven by the power of the avenue, the heavy shackles are on the black slabs covered with cracks.
"Rumble!"
The sturdy black ding was attacked by Ye Chenfeng. The first sword of the Seven Swords attacked and smashed. The violent energy shook the whole void and caused a large distortion, which drove the earth to tremble.
"Call, finally broke a black tripod."
After thirteen days of the epiphany, the black tripod was smashed in one fell swoop. Ye Chenfeng did not have any joy on his face. He fell down in the air and gasped.
As his power to display the cold is getting bigger and bigger, the corresponding consumption is greater. With his current strength, he can only display a cold pole and exhaust the soul of the whole body.
"There are still two days left, leaving me with a lot of time."
Ye Chenfeng took a look at the two black tripods that suppressed the space, and immediately sat on the ground with his knees, and seized the time to restore the soul of the near dry.
"Twenty-eight days, breaking a black tripod, this is slower."
The first moment of the broken black ding, the real spirit immediately sensed, but for this speed, the real spirit is not satisfied.
"The real spirit, you think that the morning wind for the remaining two days, can break through the remaining two black tripods."
"It's hard!"
The real spirit shook his head and said.
"Hey, give him enough time for this leaf morning wind talent, and the future development is not limited. If you die in Sanding, it is a pity."
Understanding the amazing talent of Ye Chenfeng, the monument spirit has a heart of love, gently sighing.
"This is the rule set by the master, and I can't change it, but it's about my spiritual inheritance, sloppy." The truth said faintly.
"Hey, it seems that you and I have to fall into deep sleep." The spirit of the sigh sighed, they were not optimistic, Ye Chenfeng broke two black dings for the remaining two days. Pass the test.
After half a day, Ye Chenfeng resumed the consumption of soul power, adjusted his own state to the best, and came to the second black ding, ready to display the ruling seven swords and break the black ding.
"Call!"
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, and the six-swords were sprayed out of his body. For a time, Jianguang rose, and the endless sword light quickly gathered. A light-filled lightsaber was formed on his head. The sword cuts the air into two halves, and the harsh swords are heard.
"The ruling of seven swords, cold poles."
Ye Chenfeng slammed a bang, the six-sword spurt the power of the avenue, and controlled the chill of the light sword. The terrible attack made the heavens and the earth fall into the darkness.
"Boom..."
The chilly sword with amazing destructive power is on the black ding, the powerful force blasts on the surface of the black ding, and the black ding that is dozens of meters is cracked.
The force of the anti-seismic pressure of the Ukrainian pressure is like a dark cloud, scattered around.
"No break!"
Ye Chenfeng thought that the exhibition of 'Hanji' could break Black Ding with a sword, but the fact gave him a heavy blow, and his whole heart fell into the trough.
This time, he did not break Black Ding, and the time left for Ye Chenfeng was very limited. When he recovered his soul, he left him less than one day.
"You can't give up, there must be a way."
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and took away the distracting thoughts in his mind. He sat on the floor with his knees and quickly recovered the soul of consumption.
When the last day came, Ye Chenfeng resumed the consumption of soul power, and the whole body swept up, releasing the six-sword force to force the avenue, and exerting the 'cold pole' bombardment on the black tripod with cracks. The second black trip was broken.
"Hey, that leaves the morning wind to break the second black tripod, but the time left for him is less than one day, he probably won't have a chance." The real spirit sighed softly, and felt sorry for Ye Chenfeng.
The time left for Ye Chenfeng is getting less and less, but there is no panic in the face of Ye Chenfeng. He seizes a limited time and quickly recovers the soul power consumed.
When there is another hour from the one-month period, Ye Chenfeng, who has completely restored his soul, stood up, and the deep scorpion stared at the last magnificent black tripod.
"The success or failure is here."
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and adjusted his state to the best. The body, like a sword, swept up and stayed in the air.
"The ruling of seven swords, cold!"
Ye Chenfeng burst into a loud voice, and the indifferent voice echoed between the heavens and the earth. A sword wind filled with extreme coldness drove the power of the avenue to fall from the air and squatted on the last black ding. The black trip has shattered countless cracks, but it has not been broken.
"The power of chaos, give me a break."
Ye Chenfeng exhibited ‘cold pole’, exhausted the last soul of the body, and used his biggest card. Chaos’s chaotic power was shot to the black ding which was full of cracks.
Although the power of this chaos is only the size of the cow hair, the power of the explosion has alarmed the heavens and the earth, hitting the black dings covered with cracks, suddenly bursting out of devastating power, smashing the black ding, while Sanding The space blew through a huge black hole.
"Successful!"
Looking at the last black tripod was smashed by the force of chaos, Ye Chenfeng sighed with a sigh of relief, biting his teeth, forcibly controlling the Jinpeng wings to stretch out his back, picking up a gust of wind, facing the chaos The air flew out of the black hole and disappeared into the forbidden land of the Sanding.