Chapter 926: The peak matchup

"Should I call you Black Rock, or should I call you Sword God?"
Autumn and autumn with his hands on his back, looking at the arrogance and standing, the eyes of the morning light flashing with the momentum of the mountains and rivers, revealing a cold smile, the voice said sharply.
"Name is just a code name, what do you want to call, with you." Ye Chenfeng said cold and proud.
"Ha ha ha, to be honest, I really did not expect that this star field qualifying will play against you." A thousand autumn laughed loudly and said arrogantly: "But defeating you, I should be able to fame and fortune, Spread through the ages."
"After you really beat me, be proud of yourself."
Looking at everything, arrogant and arrogant, Ye Chenfeng’s face is calm, and he does not like to say sadly.
"Do you really think that you have beaten the people and can shake my position? I will beat people and kill, and will never be as troublesome as you are." The ancient autumn said faintly, the voice is full of confidence in strength.
"Then you think I beat the people and used a few strengths?" Ye Chenfeng asked.
"Hmm...Black Rock, I am more and more interested in you, I hope that your strength will not let me down." A thousand autumn look, revealing a sharp smile.
And his own warfare has climbed, and invincible battles have accumulated rapidly.
The average person, feeling the warfare that emerged in the body of the ages, could not produce the courage to fight, but Ye Chenfeng was not affected. His momentum changed, like a sword, cutting the momentum of the ancient autumn. Shock.
"Black Rock, you dare to call yourself the sword god, you should have a good practice on the kendo, then we will fight, who knows more about the kendo, who is more qualified to have this title."
Speaking, the ancient moon has summoned the streamer flying snow sword of the middle class, and his momentum has become more fierce at this time.
"As you wish!"
Ye Chenfeng collected Fang Tian's paintings into the territory of Qiankun and summoned the Chinese swordsmanship.
The Emperor Sword and the Streamer Flying Sword are the same as the Zhongpindao, but the Emperor Sword has the spirit, so regardless of the quality potential or the attack power, the Emperor Sword is even better.
"Well, you have two big middleware!"
Feeling the quality of the Emperor's sword, the ancient autumn reveals a hint of surprise, and the essence of Ye Chenfeng is even deeper than himself.
"Is the Zhongpin Road device very precious?" Ye Chenfeng's mouth was slightly upturned, cold and proud.
There is the best holy treasure, and the middle quality road is really nothing in Ye Chenfeng’s eyes.
"Black Rock, I will let you know that all your arrogance is just a joke."
Autumn autumn face sinks, no longer nonsense, the flow of flying snow sword in the hands flashed, stabbed Ye Chenfeng.
This sword, the sword of the ages, the meaning of the wind to the extreme, the speed of the sword is as fast as lightning, the naked eye is difficult to capture.
"Hey!"
Ye Chenfeng’s body was worn by a sword in the ages, and the autumn was fleeting, passing directly through the body of Ye Chenfeng.
"Speed ​​Afterimage!"
Breakthrough the body of Ye Chenfeng, the ancient autumn is not happy, because he found that the direct stab of the sword is only the speed of the image of Ye Chenfeng, and did not hurt his body.
A failed blow, the instinct of the instinct of the ages, but at the moment of his dodge, Ye Chenfeng stepped out of the sword step, a mysterious sword figure appeared under his feet, and a large number of sword lines flew out. Such as the storm of the sword attack, attacking the ages.
‘叮叮当当’ A metal collision sounded, and the streamer flying snow sword in the hands of the ancient autumn quickly swayed, interweaving a large number of swords, resisting the attack of Jianbu.
"Dizziness!"
Jianbu was resolved by the ages, and the soul of Ye Chenfeng broke out in the brain, forming a powerful stun power, and rushed into the soul of the ages, giving him a sense of dizziness.
The vertigo feels, and the early preparations of the ancient autumn immediately bite the tip of the tongue, instantly letting themselves recover, puncturing a wind and thunder sword, and solving the attack of Ye Chenfeng.
"This ancient autumn has a treasure of soul defense."
Autumn and autumn can recover so quickly, in addition to his strong willpower, more importantly, the soul of the soul hidden in the soul of the sea, restrained vertigo.
"Instant Killing a Sword!"
Ye Chenfeng's body moves, and instantly merges with the Emperor's sword. It is like a stunned, stabbing to the ages.
And the ancient autumn does not show weakness, holding the streamer flying snow sword full force counterattack, and the impact of Ye Chenfeng's instant killing a sword, a large number of kendo power fierce resentment, stirring the light of the Tao.
"Hey!"
A hard fight, Ye Chenfeng and the ancient autumn almost stabbed a sword at the same time, attacking each other.
And these two swords, Ye Chenfeng and the ancient autumn have raised the attack speed to the limit, and the speed of the sword is so fast that people can't capture the trajectory.
The two men pushed the kendo to play fast, and quickly played in a very short time. For a time, the eight-story heavenly stage was full of two people's speed afterimage, fierce confrontation.
At the end of the day, the shadows of Ye Chenfeng and Qian Guqiu almost disappeared. The audience in the stands can only see a sword and a mangling gallop, fiercely colliding, constantly dying, turning into invisible.
"The meaning of the sword, nine heavens!"
The two men had thousands of moves in a tit-for-tat battle. Ye Chenfeng suddenly increased the power of the kendo, and raised the meaning of the sword to the Jiuzhongtian realm. A sword broke the offensive of the ancient and autumn, and forced him back.
A lot of blood ran out of the scars on his chest and stained his clothes.
"After the ages, the black rock was not only powerful, but the understanding of the kendo was so deep. When did I come to the mainland to create these monsters?"
"Yes, the strength of this black rock is too unexpected. It is worthy of being a genius of the Emperor. If you give him enough time, I am really likely to give birth to the second star emperor."
A scene in which a thousand swords were bruised by Ye Chenfeng, and the sound of a sucking sound was again heard in the stands.
"Break the army, you said that the ancient autumn and the black rock, who can laugh to the end!"
The wind that lost to Ye Chenfeng came to the side of the cold-stricken army and asked softly.
"On the strength of talent, I think that the black rock should be higher and better. But the magical sorrow of the ancient age is extremely terrible, equivalent to the six-level beastmaster. If Black Rock does not have the means to restrain the magic, it is estimated that he I am afraid I will lose."
The strength of the broken army and the age of autumn are also between the middle and the middle, and the reason why the broken army lost to the ages, is precisely because of the magic.
"Nine kendo!"
Autumn Qiuqiu glanced at the remaining sword marks on his chest, and his face showed a hint of dignified color. It can be said that Jiuzhong Kendo is his dream and hard pursuit, but he did not expect that Ye Chenfeng actually realized it. He smelled a dangerous breath.
"Fei Xian Yi Jian!"
When the ages of autumn and autumn are in doubt, the body of the ninety-swords of the sword is sprayed out of the body of the morning wind, melted into the sword of the emperor, and a sword stabbed out, and an incredible light sword emerged as if it were outside the sky. The sword pierces the space, as a meteor hits the ages.
Amazing kendo attack once again retreats from ancient times, and the body violently rolls over.
"The kendo battle."
Repulsed by Ye Chenfeng again, the idea of ​​the ancient autumn was summoned, and sixteen lightsabers of the level of the pseudo-road were summoned, surrounded by his head, forming a powerful sword array.
Teaching to Ye Chenfeng's understanding of Kendo, the ancient autumn is rapidly changing, and the enemy of the sword is the enemy.
"Swords array, I didn't expect you to have such means, but it didn't work!"
Looking at the sword array suspended in the top of the ancient autumn, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes shot in a ray of light than the stars. He flashed his body and held the Emperor’s sword without fear.
The peak matchup, the brave wins.
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