Chapter 426: The sword dust is ruthlessly

"The third game, Jian Chen is on the ice!"
The snow drifted away and looked at the eyes, and the two who did not show weakness, announced loudly.
"I, I admit defeat!"
Looking at the sword dust like a sword, revealing the smoldering spirit of the sword, thinking of his ruthless and fierce means, the ice palace genius ice the sea tightly holding the fist, persuaded by the ice Qingchuan, humiliating admit defeat It is.
The ice poles admit defeat, his tower of gas and gas towers immediately collapsed, and a large amount of gas power poured into the body of Jian Chen, helping him to condense the same layer of gas as Ye Chenfeng and Ice Cangshan. Yunzhi Tower.
"The extreme sea, the short-term loss is nothing, waiting for us to help the West Mozong to destroy the floating mountain, my ice palace is the hegemon of the North Spirit, when you want to cultivate resources, I will satisfy you."
Looking at the face is gloomy, the heart is unwilling to ice the sea, the ice Qingchuan voice persuaded.
"Sword dust, one day, one day, I will kill you, a shame before the snow." Ice poles secretly swear in the heart.
The icy sea consecrated and lost, the ancient city of Wucheng was born, namely Ye Chenfeng, Jianchen, Bing Cangshan and Qifeng.
After the lottery, Jian Chen pumped the No. 1 sign, and the seal was drawn to the No. 2 sign. The ice Cangshan pumped the No. 3 sign and Ye Chenfeng took the No. 4 sign.
The end of the lottery, the face is not happy or not, and Ye Chenfeng, who can't speculate on his inner thoughts, did not make any stops. The volley jumped over hundreds of meters and returned to the stands.
"Ye Chenfeng, your good fortune is here, I will personally ruin the hope of the misty mountain, and send you to together."
Following the back of Ye Chenfeng's departure, the eyes hidden in the hair of the ice Cangshan smashed a strong murderousness, staring at Ye Chenfeng like a prey, and meditating in the heart.
"At the end of the morning game, after the two hours, the fourth round of the afternoon round, decided the final champion." Snow drifted aloud and announced that the end of the morning game.
Because Ye Chenfeng, Jian Chen, and Cang Cangshan show their absolute strength, this time the ancient city will be fierce and exciting before the air, waiting for the four rounds of the round robin, the major disciples have a keen guess of the champion Attribution.
One stroke defeated the unintentional, the amazing ice Cangshan was optimistic about most people, Jian Chen's support rate is second only to him, and Ye Chenfeng's support rate ranked third, and the round-the-air promotion of the seal is almost no one. Optimistic about his pressure to win the final championship.
"Morning wind, although the afternoon of the first battle is important, but your life is more important, if you are not worth it, you can't force it."
Understanding the terrible strength of the Ice Cangshan, the snow drifting could not help but worry about the afternoon game, seriously said.
"Do not worry, you will lose no doubt."
Ye Chenfeng is filled with a confident smile, but he is not sure to kill the Ice Cangshan.
Time flies by, and two hours are fleeting.
Two hours passed, Jian Chen, Yu Feng two top geniuses simultaneously opened the closed scorpion, condensed their respective soul wings to the battlefield.
The stand that was just noisy was instantly silent, and everyone’s eyes were completely attracted to them.
"Sword Dust, let me teach you, is your first disciple in Sword Valley a vain name?"
The scorpion is hand-held with a handle of nine feet and nine inches long. The gun body is hovering with a white snake. The rifle of the lower class is arrogant, and the domineering finger pointing at the indifferent sword dust, the war is high.
"Does the waste have so much nonsense?"
Sword dust ring holding eight evil swords, watching him indifferently, without a trace of feelings.
Speaking, a fierce momentum that made the world stunned spewed out in the body of Jian Chen. In a twinkling of an eye, his whole person’s breath changed greatly, becoming terrible and full of killing, and letting the face of the seal A slight change.
"The power of blood, burning!"
Feeling that the sword dust is more terrible than his own imagination, Yu Feng did not hesitate to stimulate the blood, a strong body, covered with black hair, and the shadow of the giant python appeared in his body. Maximize his strength.
"The game begins."
When looking at the tit-for-tat, the snow drifted without delay, and the song was announced, and the game was announced.
"Go to death, snake gun."
The slamming screams and slams into the white snake gun in his hand. The fierce gunman becomes a ferocious python, carrying the amazing destructive power to the sword dust.
In the face of the stab-snake-like snake attack, the Eight Evil swords in the hands of Jian Chen gave a harsh sword, and an arc-like sword spurted out, penetrating the layers of air, stabbing On the snake gun.
"Hey!"
The two men tempted the attack and collided together and broke.
But Jian Chen just had the sword, did not use any soul skills, just stabbed a sword, but the seal burned the power of the blood, cast a soul skill, barely weak and clear at a glance.
"Hey!"
After a blow, the sword dust moved, and the whole body turned into a sharp and incomparable image, like a hurricane sweeping the heavens and the earth, swept to the seal, launched a fierce attack on him, and instantly suppressed it. The offensive.
"The meaning of the wind, this sword dust is the meaning of the wind."
Looking at the shadow of Jian Chen's illusion, Xue Tianchi's eyes widened, and the sword dust was lightly aware of the mysterious wind.
"Hey!"
The effect of Jian Chen’s display of the wind, after a fierce attack, the body defense of Yan Feng was continuously broken, and the whole body was covered with criss-cross cracks. A lot of blood penetrated and dyed his clothes. .
"Snake Shadow World!"
The offensive was completely suppressed, and the dangerous shackles of the ring were violently screamed, and the gunshots that had been pierced turned into a heavenly spirit snake, swimming in the void and launching a counterattack against the sword dust.
"The meaning of the wind, the wind and the sky!"
The sword dust smashed, and the three winds of the wind flew out of his body, turning into three hurricane-like swords that connected the heavens and the earth, directly tearing the snake shadows of the sacred seals, and it was extremely fast. The speed has turned to his body.
"What, the mood of the Tao!"
Yu Feng didn’t think that the big killings he had used were so easy to be broken, and he wanted to dodge when his face changed.
But the hurricane that the sword dust casts is too fast, more than a few times the speed of light.
Although he shunned two hurricane swords by his body, he was still the body of the sword that was smashed by the last wind of the wind. The squirting of blood and the wearing of the genius The level of armor showed a crack, and the whole person flew out.
"Dead!"
One hit hits the seal, Jian Chen does not slow down the offensive, the whole body is turned into a sword light, it is necessary to seal the life and end the battle.
Life hangs on the line, Yufeng has to reveal the secret, quickly untied the body seal, and released a lot of magic to make the last stroke.
"Wanhua Black Lotus!"
The screaming screams, the magical spurt of the whole body quickly merged into a demon devastating black lotus, which hit the sword dust in the near future and wanted to force him back.
"This ice palace, there is a problem with Snake Valley!"
Looking at the condensed Wanhua Black Lotus, Liu Yunzong, the cadres and other power masters confirmed the speculation in the heart, these two forces are very likely to have a relationship with the West Mozong, and understand why the misty mountains and them The two forces are in the same position, and they are not merciless.
But when they looked at the floating mountain side without any fierce action, they also resisted the anger in their hearts and waited for the development of the situation.
"Sword of the road, a sword and blood!"
After the attack of Wanhua Black Lotus, Jian Chen did not slow down the offensive. As the three swords flew out of his body, his attacking power climbed, and the amazing swordsman seemed to tear the space. A sword penetrated Wanhua Black Lotus and stabbed the forehead of the seal with accuracy.
"Hey!"
The head of the seal is broken like a watermelon. A lot of blood, spattered a place, and the strong body fell heavily on the ground, killing Huangquan.
Strongly killing the seal, the force of rolling air and madness poured into the body of Jian Chen. Soon, the tower of the airlift suspended at the top of the sword dust condensed to the fifth floor.
Killing the seal, Jianfeng’s sharp eyes glanced at the face of the blue-green scorpion, and there was no water, summoned the soul wing, and flew directly back to the stands, waiting for Ye Chenfeng and Ice Cangshan. The peak matchup.