Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 118 Let the Two of You Go Together

"Ye Chenfeng, your attack power is strong, but my defense power is not weak. If you want to beat me, I'm afraid you have to show some real skills."

Holding a high-grade Wujin long stick that is as tall as a person, Ling Tong, who is calm and composed, looked at Ye Chenfeng with high fighting intent, and said with a strong voice.

"Then I will teach you your defense skills." Ye Chenfeng responded lightly, his face neither happy nor sad.

"Wind dance stick formation."

At the beginning of the match, Ling Tong, who knew that his strength was far inferior to Ye Chenfeng, quickly danced the black gold long stick in his hands, and a large number of stick shadows were reflected, interweaving an airtight and surprisingly defensive stick formation.

"This Wind Dance Stick Formation is worthy of being the first defensive soul skill of Tianhuo Wufu. Its defensive power is terrifying."

Looking at Ling Tong, who was shrouded in endless stick shadows, the Wufu disciples in the stands talked a lot. They were all looking forward to how Ye Chenfeng would break the Fengwu stick formation and defeat Ling Tong.

"Blood snake print!"

Looking at the air-tight wind dance stick formation, Ye Chenfeng twisted his hands quickly, the rolling strength and soul power quickly condensed into a blood-red snake, with a strong blood light printed on Ling Tong .

"Blood Snake Seal, Senior Brother Ye actually used a mid-grade spirit skill Blood Snake Seal to attack the Wind Dance Stick Formation, doesn't he know that the Wind Dance Stick Formation is known as the No. 1 spirit skill for the defense of Tianhuo Wufu? How can you compete."

Witnessing the scene of Ye Chenfeng's bloody snake-mark attack, the Wufu disciples who were following the match talked a lot, and even several Wufu elders shook their heads.

They all felt that Ye Chenfeng was a little arrogant.

"Ye Chenfeng, you dare to humiliate me!"

Ling Tong's face sank, and a thick flame of anger spewed out of his eyes, which increased the power of the Wind Dance Stick Formation, and wanted to smash the blood snake print printed by Ye Chenfeng to give him a warning.

Almost everyone thought that when Ye Chenfeng's move would be unsuccessful, the bloody snake print printed by Ye Chenfeng bombarded the formation of wind dance sticks.

The next moment, there was a deafening cracking sound from the invincible stick formation. The Wind Dance Stick Formation could not resist the attack of the blood and snake marks at all. A large number of stick shadows were shattered, and they were pierced by it as if they were destructive. superior.

"puff!"

Ling Tong raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was like a kite with a broken string. He drew an arc in mid-air, and fell to the bottom of the competition field, losing the game.

"How could this be, when did the attack power of the blood snake mark become so terrifying."

Witnessing Ye Chenfeng's bloody snake print, piercing the wind dance stick formation, and defeating Ling Tong, the Wufu disciples in the stands widened their eyes and mouths, and some couldn't believe what they saw.

It can be said that the scene that just happened is completely beyond the scope of their cognition.

"Palace Master, did Ye Chenfeng just cast the Blood Snake Seal?" Huo Lingfeng, the Deputy Palace Master, asked in confusion.

"It is undoubtedly the blood snake seal, but Ye Chenfeng transformed the blood snake seal and rubbed his own strength into the blood snake seal, thereby increasing the attack power of the blood snake seal and breaking the wind dance stick formation in one fell swoop. ." said the well-informed, sharp-eyed Gan Daobai.

"The power is rubbed into the blood snake seal. How much power does it take to increase the power of the blood snake seal to such a degree." Huo Lingfeng took a breath and said in surprise.

"At least 100,000 catties, otherwise the blood snake mark will not be able to break through the wind dance stick formation." Gan Daobai said.

"One hundred thousand jins of power! Could it be that this Ye Chenfeng has the blood of a beast flowing in his body?" Huo Lingfeng and the others guessed in horror.

Because an ordinary third-level earth beast general can have 40,000 jins of physical strength, it is already very terrifying, and Ye Chenfeng's physical strength is indeed more than twice that of a normal third-level earth beast general.

"Okay, let's not guess the secrets of Ye Chenfeng's body, let's continue to watch the game, no matter how much Ye Chenfeng grows in the future, he is my disciple of Tianhuowufu." Gan Daobai said with some pride.

Ye Chenfeng defeated Ling Tong with one move, and Shangguan Yuantong easily defeated his opponent and entered the final group round robin.

The disciples who entered the final round robin had no suspense. Except for Shangguan Qi, who ranked sixth, was defeated by Ye Chenfeng with a punch, the other nine advanced smoothly.

After a lottery, Ye Chenfeng was lucky enough to get a bye, and Shen Tukuang and Shangguan Yuantong first competed.

Seeing the result of the lottery, Shen Tukuang and Shangguan Yuantong's faces became extremely ugly. Obviously, they didn't want Ye Chenfeng to step on their shoulders, break into the finals, and win the qualification to enter the secret realm of True Spirit.

The one-hour break is over and the game resumes.

"I surrender!"

When Shen Tukuang and Shangguan Yuantong jumped to the competition arena, Shangguan Yuantong took a deep breath and conceded defeat in public, causing an uproar.

"Thank you, Brother Yuantong, I promise, as long as I enter the Skyfire Sect, I will try my best to get you in."

Shen Tukuang looked at Shangguan Yuantong with his fists clenched and his face gloomy, and promised by sound transmission.

"I hope you can remember your oath." Shangguan Yuantong nodded and said through voice transmission.

"Despicable, they are colluding." Lin Kezhu said indignantly, complaining for Ye Chenfeng.

"Losers are destined to be losers. No matter how they calculate, they can't change their fate of failure." Ye Chenfeng didn't care, stood up slowly, and jumped like a sharp sword to the arena. superior.

The second match was Ye Chenfeng against Shangguan Yuantong. Seeing Ye Chenfeng leaping to the arena, Shentu gave him a gloomy look and turned to leave.

"Shen Tu Kuang, where are you going?"

At this time, Ye Chenfeng suddenly stopped him and asked in a low voice.

"Why, do you want to challenge both of us at the same time?" Shen Tukuang turned slightly, looked at Ye Chenfeng with provocative eyes, and asked deliberately.

"Well, in order to save time, let's go together." Ye Chenfeng said lightly with a slight smile.

"Ye Chenfeng, do you really want to challenge both of them at the same time? You must know that there is only one chance to compete. If you fail the challenge, you will lose the qualification to enter the secret realm of True Spirit." Huo Lingfeng frowned slightly, kindly. reminded.

"Well, I figured it out, I want to challenge both of them at the same time." Ye Chenfeng nodded and responded.

"We have no objection either." Shen Tukuang said quickly, fearing that Ye Chenfeng would regret it.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, then this round of competition, Ye Chenfeng will fight Shen Tukuang and Shangguan Yuantong." Huo Lingfeng announced loudly.

"Ye Chenfeng, you are courting death yourself." Shen Tukuang revealed a scheming smile and said silently in his heart.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's terrifying attacking power, Shen Tukuang didn't have the confidence to defeat him, but he didn't expect that when things turned around, Ye Chenfeng agreed to challenge himself and Shangguan Yuantong at the same time, which made Shentukuang see the hope of winning. The fighting spirit in the body is getting stronger and stronger.

And Ye Chenfeng challenged the third and fourth masters of the Tianhuo martial arts list with one enemy and two, which also ignited the entire competition field and brought the atmosphere in the competition field to its peak.

However, more people didn't like him. After all, Shen Tukuang and Shen Tuye were both masters of the third-level earth beast generals. When the two of them joined forces, it was estimated that Lin Fuxin would also drink and hate on the spot.

"Interesting boy."

Lin Fuxin, who was on the other arena, glanced at the imposing Ye Chenfeng from the corner of his eye, his eyes were full of fighting intent.

"start!"

With the death of Huo Lingfeng, the game began, and the sky was like wolf smoke, and the fierce confrontation was staged.

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