Chapter 1886: Ye Chenfeng, invincible!

"Ancestral home, this leaf morning wind also has an artifact!"
Looking at the swordsmanship that the magic sword swallowed, he constantly cut through the space, and he was shocked by the eyes of the major powers.
"No matter what the outcome of the game, this morning wind must be held, and must not let him leave!"
The bronze sword did not think that there were so many secrets hidden in Ye Chenfeng, not only the space rules were cultivated into the five realms, but also the precious swords.
"Well, I am going to make a big battle in Tianjianshan, seal it here!"
Autumn Dragon nodded and shouted a number of seven masters of the sword palace, gave them a large number of cornerstones, and ordered them to lay around the Tianjian Mountain.
"Ye Chenfeng, although you are powerful, but it is not so easy to beat me!"
The beautiful eyes of Xuan Ziwei reveal a sharp edge, and her mind moves, and the holy sword spirit flies out of her soul sea.
"St. Spirit Soul, that beauty has actually become a holy sword spirit, it seems that Ye Chenfeng is unable to return to heaven!"
"Yes, that beauty power is strong, and now summons the holy sword spirit, that Ye Chenfeng will be defeated!"
Looking at the holy sword spirit hovering over the top of Xuan Ziwei, almost no one is optimistic about Ye Chenfeng.
But the soul of the lost soul was mad, because he clearly remembered that Ye Chenfeng had become a more terrible ancestor sword soul.
"Is this your card? Not so good!" Looking at the holy sword spirit that spurred the red light, Ye Chenfeng smiled lightly: "Well, this game can be over, let you See my cards."
Speaking, an unbeatable black mang flew out of the soul sea of ​​Ye Chenfeng, hovering over his head.
"Black, black... This is the ancestral sword spirit!"
"God, what is this monster in the morning wind, not only invincible, but also condensed the soul of the ancestors, but also let people live!"
"Terror, it’s too horrible. Maybe Ye Chenfeng can really laugh at the end, and hardly press Xuanjian Dongtian with one person to win the final victory for the Broken Mountain Swordsman!"
The masters of the major forces were stunned by the essence of Ye Chenfeng. Even the arrogant heart, the mysterious Ziwei, who rarely put people in their eyes, showed a sense of disappointment.
Because she is very clear, the difficulty of condensing the soul sword of the ancestors is not fully grasped by her talents and resources, and her soul swords are concise to the ancestral level, and Ye Chenfeng not only did it, but also Raise the ancestral swordsman to a very high standard.
"Is it really not as good as him?" Xuan Ziwei had a strong sense of frustration inside.
"What is the means, let it out, or you may not have a chance."
Ye Chenfeng controls the ancestral swordsman to melt into the magic sword, and activates all the ancestral patterns in the sword. He lifts up the sword and points to the dignified Ziwei, which is unbearable. Said.
"Ye Chenfeng, you are really amazing, but it is not so easy to beat me!"
Xuan Ziwei takes a deep breath and removes the distracting thoughts in his mind. He uses the mysterious magical powers of Xuanjian Dongtian to inherit countless years, burning powerful blood, and hardening his own strength to the realm of Samsung.
The strength skyrocketed, Xuan Ziwei did not hesitate, holding the sword of Qiu Shui, stabbed a sword and mans of the world, like a wave of swords, and swept to Ye Chenfeng.
"Hey!"
The sword wave that pierces the space hits, and Ye Chenfeng does not display a powerful sword, but the hand-held magic sword is empty.
A sword is thrown out, and it is ruthless.
The horrible swordsman is like a crescent moon, squatting on the swaying sword wave, relying on absolute attacks, breaking the attack of Xuan Ziwei.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng stabbed a sword at the towering chest of Xuan Ziwei.
And this eye is very slow in front of everyone watching, but in the mysterious Ziwei, the bronze sword makes it, but the dragon eye is another artistic conception.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Chenfeng’s slow sword appeared in the chest of Xuan Ziwei. The terrible swordsman cut all the barriers and directly tore the clothes of Xuan Ziwei, cutting her inner armor. Showing a touch of white snow.
If it is not Xuan Ziwei is extremely keen, pre-emptive of the early dodge of the crisis, otherwise this sword is enough to pierce her chest.
"You..."
Looking at the chest clothes, it was cut open by Ye Chenfeng, revealing the silk spring. Xuan Ziwei immediately reflected the endless sword light in the body, covering the whole body, and her delicate face appeared two intoxicating people. The blush, looking at Ye Chenfeng's eyes became angry and annoyed.
"How, life and death decide you still care about these?" Ye Chenfeng ignored the angry eyes of Xuan Ziwei: "You must know that if you lose, you will lose your life."
"Ye Chenfeng, don't be arrogant, want to beat me, not so simple!"
Xuan Ziwei hates the root itching, inspiring the power of the holy sword spirit, constantly exerting the strongest killing trick she mastered, attacking Ye Chenfeng.
In the face of Ye Chenfeng, the strongest enemy she has encountered since she debuted, the potential of Xuan Ziwei’s whole body has been stimulated, and the power of the show’s killings has been continuously improved. Together with her secrets, she has Samsung for a short time. The strength of the Taoist martial arts, the entire battlefield has become a sea of ​​swords, surging.
While in the sea of ​​swords, Ye Chenfeng is in danger. He seems to be an unstoppable reef, and he can't hurt him if he is attacked by Jianhai.
"How can this leaf morning wind be so strong!"
"Does he really have only one star ancestral realm?"
It can be said that Ye Chenfeng’s various means of display are beyond the imagination of others, so that they can’t believe what happened in front of them.
"Hey, do you think your sister can win?"
Although Xuan Xia blindly worships Xuan Ziwei, but sees Ye Chenfeng’s as a means of being a man of heaven, her confidence in the strength of Xuan Ziwei is constantly disintegrating.
"Hey, it's hard, it's hard!" Xuan B sighed softly, but did not expect that this will happen today.
"Well, can you beat the leaf morning wind?" Xuan Xia gently bite the wet lips, some unwillingly asked.
"The strength of my and Ziwei is between the two, if Ziwei can't beat Ye Chenfeng, I can hardly beat him." Xuan Yi shook his head.
"What should I do? Is it so that the position of the sword palace will be handed over to the broken mountain swordsman!" Xuan Xia Xin was unwilling.
"Changshan Jianzong!" Xuanyi looked at it far away like an ant on the hot pot. "I really want to know how it will end today."
"A sword is godless!"
When Xuan Ziwei took his attack power to the extreme at all costs, Ye Chenfeng showed a big kill.
Life and death ancestors road map, the five elements of the ancestral road map sprayed out his body and melted into the sword.
A sword stabbed out, and all the light in the entire space was taken away by the sword of no god. The light was dimly lit, as if there was only this unrivaled sword between the heavens and the earth.
"Hey!"
Under a swordless attack, the sea of ​​swords that Xuan Ziwei casts is constantly broken. The amazing speed makes her unable to dodge. She can only watch the Shenjian stabbing her body.
Looking at the sword she had been exposed by Ye Chenfeng, she was robbed and died. The amulet hanging around her neck was broken, and she resisted most of the attack.
But she was still shaken by the mighty Yu Wei to the edge of the fighting platform. A lot of blood was sprayed in her mouth and dyed her beautiful face.
"Xiao Ziwei, you are defeated!"
When Xuan Ziwei struggled to get up, Ye Chenfeng appeared in front of her like a king, holding a magic sword pointing at the throat of Xuan Ziwei, who said who I am.