Chapter 225: The end of the sword magic

"Huh, finally safe"
The leaf-breaking body of Chen Chenfeng squatted on the cold and damp ground, and gasped for a big breath. He recalled the scene just now, and he still had a lingering fear.
After about a fragrant time, Ye Chenfeng braced to climb up on the ground, drank a small mouth of water, ate a prefecture-level soul, sitting cross-legged on the ground, running Soul 诀 healing.
Because he was overweight, even if he had the water of the heavens, he spent three full days to basically heal the body injury and took out a moonstone and walked toward the end of the dark cave.
"Well, is that...fire?"
When Ye Chenfeng spent several hours, when he walked out of the Black Mountain Cave, he found that there was still a sea of ​​fire outside the cave. In the sea of ​​fire, lying in a fire burning with a flaming flame, a triangular head and a strong and sharp forelimb Hey.
"Three-level beasts."
Feeling the strength of the fire, Ye Chenfeng did not dare to act rashly. After all, this fire is equivalent to the human six-level mysterious master, and the strength is far better than himself.
The fire of the road guarding the flames was discovered. Ye Chenfeng quickly returned to the black cave, and the soul-eaters converge and breathe, waiting patiently for the sword to appear.
He wants to use the hand of the sword to recreate the fire and enjoy the benefits of the fisherman.
But the sword is physically hurt too much. He waited until the fifth day, and the spirit of the sword magic appeared in the cave.
However, the sword demon found the terrible fire, and made the same choice as Ye Chenfeng. There was no blind attack. He waited patiently at the hole in the morning.
Time went by, Ye Chenfeng and Jianmo were hiding in their respective caves. No one took the initiative to attack the fire. Just when they both waited patiently until the eighth day, Ye Chenfeng gradually became unsettled. He decided to take the risk of betting once.
"Hey!"
A shrill air friction sounded, and Ye Chenfeng slammed into a phantom, rushing to the fire at a very fast speed, and attacking it with a giant scorpion sword.
"I finally can’t hold my breath!

The moment when Ye Chenfeng attacked, the body's blood and blood deficit was serious. The swordsman with pale color on his face opened the closed eyes and looked at the image of Ye Chenfeng, revealing the color of evil spirits.
"嘶嘶..."
The slumbering fire was awakened by Ye Chenfeng, who was suddenly approaching, and immediately yelled at him with an angry scream. The endless fire wave swayed under the turmoil and swept to Ye Chenfeng.
"Broken!"
Ye Chen storm screamed, the giant scorpion sword slammed under the force, the sharp swordsman smashed the sea of ​​fire, and the momentum of the bamboo smashed to the huge body of the fire.
"Hey!"
The hard body of the fire was attacked by the giant sword, and a shallow sword mark appeared. Although this sword mark was insignificant to the fire, it angered it.
"Hey!"
The fire slammed the red wings of fire and attacked Ye Chenfeng at a very fast speed.
When its sharp forelimbs squatted on the giant sword, a powerful force passed through the giant sword and passed into the arms of Ye Chenfeng. He injured his arms and his body was also attacked. The terrible power flew, and a blood was sprayed out of his mouth.
"Hey, don't be self-sufficient!"
The sword demon saw that Ye Chenfeng was hit by the horrible forelimbs of the fire, and his mouth was slightly upturned, revealing a cold smile and watching the good play with interest.
A slamming of the flying leaves and the morning wind, the fire smashed and chased, the sharp forelimbs continued to attack the leaf morning wind, forcing the leaves of the morning wind to move the phantoms, and a little closer to the cave where the swords were hidden.
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng is slowly approaching himself, the sword and the brow are slightly wrinkled, and they are aware of a trace of doubt.
When he wants to go deep into the cave to hide, the sharp forelimbs of the fire once again smashed the giant swords that Ye Chenfeng rushed to resist. The whole body was like a broken kite, and fell to the sword.
"Good opportunity!"
Seeing the blood of the mouth, the body's out of control, Ye Chenfeng fell to himself, the swordsman's deep scorpion scorpion shot a strong killing, decisively want to jump out of the cave, launching a fatal one to Ye Chenfeng Hit, killing his life and taking everything on him.
"Golding Shadows, Attack!"
When the swordsman shot, Ye Chenfeng shot the three shadows that had already been prepared and attacked his soul.
"Not good!"
Looking at the golden light that flashed in front of you, the swordsman’s heart trembled, and the instinctive wanted to dodge.
But the three thousand gold needles formed by the three shadows have been attacking too fast. They have not entered his soul in the blink of an eye. The holes that penetrated his soul have seriously damaged his soul and made his brain appear. A short blank.
At this time, Ye Chenfeng summoned the Jinpeng wing, instantly stabilized his body, flew into the cave where the sword is located, and appeared behind him, sealing his way.
When the swordsman reacted, he was horrified to find that the ferocious fire had appeared in front of him, waving his sharp forelegs and attacking him.
"Mom, it’s been calculated."
I noticed that Ye Chenfeng appeared behind him, but he became the target of the fire, and the sword and the lungs were quickly blown up.
But the fire gave him too much threat. He had to wave his long sword to resist the sharp forelimb attack.
"Hey!"
There is a slap in the face of fire, and the strength of the blood and the blood of the sword is a hemp, and the whole body has regressed two steps.
And as he regressed, his keen sense of perceived a strong sense of danger behind him. Apparently, Ye Chenfeng did not give him a chance to retreat, and was preparing to wait for an opportunity to attack him.
"Magic Sword!"
A dilemma, the fire once again hit, forcing the sword to attack only full force, the sword in the hand rushed out of the endless magic, the sharp sword mans across the space, there was a gully, and the attack was terrible. The fire.
Sword Magic is a master of the five-level mysterious beast. His attack power far exceeds Ye Chenfeng. The body of the fire is attacked by him. There is a deep sword mark on the surface, and a lot of dark green blood. Flowing out.
"嗤嗤..."
Body injury, the fire attack became more fierce, and launched a continuous attack on the swordsman. The tide-like offensive made the sword magic have a suffocating feeling, and the body retreated backwards.
"Golding Shadows, Attack!"
When the swordsman could not withstand the fierce attack of the fire, and wanted to forcibly break through the blockade of Ye Chenfeng, Ye Chenfeng once again used a shadow gold pin to attack his soul.
"Ah..."
The soul was attacked continuously, the painful swordsman screamed and screamed, and the reaction appeared slowly. The fore limbs of the fire were smashed in the body, breaking the body defense, and the body was almost opened. I flew out.
"Changyun palm!"
The sword-scarred body flew over, and Ye Chenfeng immediately printed a powerful cloud of palms, which was printed on the back of the sword, adding to his physical injury, like a ball. He is usually printed on the ferocious fire.
"No!"
Looking closer and closer to the fire, the sword demon made a desperate roar and tried his best to launch an attack on the fire, trying to push it back.
"Robbery!"
The sword demon screamed, and the sword filled with the power of death smashed the slender neck and smashed the fire.
There was a heavy blow, and the maddening fire did not retreat. Instead, he danced his sharp forelimbs and squatted on the body of the Sword Devil, and smashed his shoulders with his arms.
"Ah... Ye Chenfeng, you go to with me!"
The two shoulders were slammed down by the fire. The desperate swordsman made a snarling roar. He forcibly ignited the terrible blood and rushed to the face of the morning.
He wants to blew his body, pulling the leaves and the morning breeze together to hell.