Chapter 290: How much do I pick up?

"A good man!"
Looking at the unbeatable attitude of Ye Chenfeng, listening to his arrogant voice, the entire battlefield blasted the pot, and many self-sustaining warriors were angered and eager to try to challenge him.
"I am coming!"
Suddenly, a squeaking sound, a woman dressed in a blue-blue outfit, with a bumpy face and a good face, the woman of the five-level mythical ancestors peaked and jumped to the competition. Holding a sword of the best grade, pointing to Ye Chenfeng, the eyes full of war.
"Moon, speed down, you are not his opponent."
At this time, the next one was wearing a green-green outfit, tall, skin-like white and delicate skin, straight legs, long black hair, and a woman with a clean and tidy feeling. Shouted.
"Cold Moon Sword."
For the shouting of the green woman, the blue woman turned a deaf ear, she quickly merged with the soul beast, a sharp and cold moon sword mans across the space, carrying a thick chill, stabbed the throat of Ye Chenfeng .
"Frightened!"
The blue woman stabbed a sword, and Ye Chenfeng did not use any weapons. She just pushed out an index finger and pressed it up, pressing the cold moon swordsman.
The horror refers to the moment when the cold moon swordsmanship, more than 700,000 jins of power broke out, destroying the cold moon swordsmanship, hit the long sword in the hands of the blue woman.
A moment, a terrible anti-shock force passed through the long sword and passed into the blue woman's arm, shaking her arm numb, and the right hand clenching the hilt shook.
"Green Bamboo!"
Teaching to Ye Chenfeng is terrible, the woman in blue has a slight change in face, but she is not proud of her arrogance. Hundreds of green bamboo-like light and shadow surround her body, transforming a sword, with a fierce The momentum shrouded the Ye Chenfeng.
"A good mysterious sword."
Looking at the sacred swordsmanship like a bamboo, Ye Chenfeng is full of praise for this picturesque, artistic conception that is not too sharp.
"This time I see where you are hiding."
Looking at Ye Chenfeng will be engulfed by the shadow of the green bamboo, and the blue woman’s cold and proud face will be sneer, ready to continue to attack and defeat Ye Chenfeng.
"The sword is good, but unfortunately, your strength is too weak to play its true power!"
Speaking, Ye Chenfeng stepped forward step by step, the body breath suddenly sharp, 750,000 jins burst out in his body, and the air rippled with dense water ripples.
"Changyun palm!"
A palm prints out, a terrible airflow is formed in the air, and the collapse of the sky with a force of 750,000 jins is printed on the swept shadows that are swept away. The palm print turned to the blue woman who changed her face.
"How is it possible!"
The blue woman couldn’t imagine that her strongest move was so easily torn by Ye Chenfeng, her face changed greatly, and she rushed to hide.
In the moment when she was dodging, Ye Chenfeng pointed out a finger in the void, and the sword that was full of swords condensed and flew out, swallowing the sharp swordsman and stabbing the blue woman.
"Ye Gongzi, under the mercy, the month is not malicious!"
Feeling the horrible meaning of Ye Chenfeng, the green woman under the field was so scared that she was stunned and screamed.
"Hey!"
The blue woman only felt a white flash in front of her eyes, and the hairs of her body were straight up, and a few black and long hairs fell down the wind.
The slapshot finger slashed the blue-haired woman’s long hair, and Ye Chenfeng did not pursue the victory, looking at her calmly.
With his current strength, it is only a trick to kill a woman in blue. He left his life because he did not notice the killing in the blue woman.
Obviously, the blue women’s shots are only for discussion, not for killing themselves.
"I will give you the last chance. If you don't admit defeat, then don't blame me for destroying the flowers." Ye Chenfeng looked at the blue-eyed woman with a lingering face and a white face, without a hint of affection.
"I, I admit defeat."
Although the heart is unwilling, but back to the feeling of just dying, the blue woman is timid, the body's war is gone, tightly biting the wet lips, opening her mouth and humiliating and jumping down the martial arts.
"Thanks to Ye Gongzi for his mercy, this grace we must repay." The green woman saw Ye Chenfeng let go of the blue woman, and she took a sigh of relief and said gratefully.
"Who else is going to fight."
Ye Chenfeng nodded to the green woman and took her eyes back from her tall body, carrying her hands and standing on the battlefield, saying overbearingly.
"I am coming!"
Ye Chenfeng’s words just fell, seven thick voices rushed to the front, and a self-sustaining self-sufficient force, who was eager to reap the reward of 100,000 killing points, tried to kill Ye Chenfeng and went to the Wu family to receive the reward.
"I didn't expect that I was so popular!"
"Since all of you want to kill me, then let's go together, how much I will pick up." Ye Chenfeng exudes a sly imposing manner, he said with domineering.
"Are you sure you will accept the challenge of our seven people at the same time?"
One of the two scorpions was white, the atmosphere was thick, and a string of rosary was worn on the neck. The old man who had reached the level of the six-level sacred beasts was indifferently asked.
"I said, how much I will pick up!" Ye Chenfeng fearless, said the world.
"You, this leaf morning wind strength is not simple, we are the best choice to kill him together, wait for him to kill, we share the reward."
The old man in the gray shirt showed a sneer, and the eyes sparkled with hot colors, and the voice suggested.
"Good!"
The remaining six people exchanged quickly. In the end, they agreed to gather the power of everyone to kill Ye Chenfeng and split the killing points. They jumped to the stage and lined up, standing in Ye Chenfeng. before.
"It’s too arrogant, this Ye Chenfeng is too arrogant. He even challenged the ghostwalkers at the same time. Doesn’t he know that the strength of these people is only one step away from the first-level Beastmaster?

"I don't know the tall and thick guy, I thought this leaf morning wind is a personal thing, but I didn't expect it to be a girl, it was really disappointing."
The floor of each tower of the Killing Tower is relatively independent. Coupled with the fact that Wu’s parents were killed, they were deliberately concealed by Wu’s family. Therefore, the third floor of the Killing Tower, there are not many people who know the true strength of Ye Chenfeng.
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng challenged the seven masters with one person's strength, the whole game stands, there are many discussions, and almost no one is optimistic about him.
"Let's kill him quickly!"
With the screaming of the old ash shirt, the seven six-level sacred beast masters simultaneously shot their own soul beasts and cast powerful soul techniques to attack Ye Chenfeng.
The seven powerful soul techniques are intertwined to form a long river of energy. The fierce and fierce energy constantly tears the air and wants to destroy the morning wind.
"The wrath of God."
There was a soul attack attacked by seven people at the same time. Ye Chenfeng, who was at the edge of the knife, did not dodge. The green ghost fire, the ancient cold black ice, and the purple polar lightning also poured out his body. The force ushered in.
"Rumble!"
The thunderous sound sounded, the powerful energy collided, and the power of destruction was produced. The terrible energy storm swept the entire battle platform in an instant, and the space appeared distorted. The entire battlefield was like a white.
A large number of cracks spread on the surface of the fighting platform, and the energy mask around the fighting platform was almost broken.
"噗噗噗..."
The seven players, such as the old-fashioned shirt, are powerful, but their strength is far worse than that of the ultimate king. They are attacked by the wrath of the gods who can kill the king of the world. Their soul skills are broken.
In their horror, the raging energy storm swept them, destroying their bodies and killing them seven directly.