Eight Desolate Sword God Chapter 120: Power duel
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"Too strong, Brother Ye's strength is too strong." August 1 Chinese? Wen? Net? "
"Brother Shen Tu, Brother Shangguan is like a child who has just left before him, and poses no threat to him."
Witnessing the overwhelming advantage of Ye Chenfeng over Shentu Kuang and Shangguan Yuantong, almost all the disciples present were convinced by the strength of Ye Chenfeng.
By defeating the Shentu Kuang duo, Ye Chenfeng successfully stood out in the third group and met with Fu Youyue and Lin Fuxin in the final final.
Because of the group stage, the Ye Chenfeng trio hardly encountered major problems. The three of them only fully adjusted their interest rates for more than half an hour, and then fully recovered their peak state.
After the draw, Fu Youyue played against Lin Fuxin in the first game, Lin Fuxin played against Ye Chenfeng in the second game, and Ye Chenfeng played against Fu Youyue in the third game.
Although the result of the lottery is somewhat unfavorable for Ye Chenfeng, he needs to continuously fight against Lin Fuxin and Fu Youyue, two top geniuses.
But Ye Chenfeng was not influenced by the slightest, sitting quietly on the sidelines, watching the comparison between Fu Youyue and Lin Fuxin.
"Fu Youyue, I want to fight you long ago." Lin Fu stared at the hot figure, without a trace of expression, Fu Youyue, the fighting intent in the body became more and more fierce.
"Lin Fuxin, you are not my opponent. You only need one knife to deal with you." Fu Youyue took the top grade Spirit Artifact blood moon knife from universe pouch and gently stroked the blood red knife body. .
"One knife!" Lin Fuxin smiled sternly and said, "Then I will see how you can beat me with one knife."
"Wild Elephant, Fusion."
At the start of the competition, Lin Fu ’s thoughts moved, and his body merged with the Soul Beast wild elephant. The muscles of the whole body swelled instantly, and his own strength increased.
In the face of the amazing Fu Youyue, Lin Fuxin did not choose to defend, but took the initiative to attack, rolling soul power into his palms.
"Wuji Sanshou 8th-Layer , Wuji breaking the sky."
A penetrating roar with great penetrating power emerged from Lin Fuxin ’s mouth. When he raised his power to the top, he printed the strongest blow he currently mastered at Fu Youyue.
A large handprint filled with destructive power, as if trying to pierce the sky, imprinted on the standing Fu Youyue standing still.
"Broken knife tactic 7th-Layer, broken mountain and river."
Fu Youyue's pupils shrank, and the hot body and blood moon knife in their hands merged into a special trajectory.
With a slash, a fierce knife with a desperate power carrying the desperate power, slashed at the Wuji printed by Lin Fuxin.
"Oh!" A sound of cloth tearing sounded.
The Wuji printed by Lin Fuxin looks like tofu. It is cut by Fu Youyue, and the extremely destructive knife is unshakable, which hits Lin Fuxin's body with a big face.
A knife broke his body defense and flew him out, and a lot of blood ran out of his chest.
When Lin Fuxin, who was injured in the chest, wanted to get up quickly, the cold blood moon knife in Fu Youyue's hand rested on his neck, without a touch of emotion, said: "Lin Fuxin, you lost."
"I, I admit defeat."
After a year of hard work, Lin Fuxin's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. He thought that even if he couldn't beat Fu Youyue, he had at least one battle.
But it was only after the match that he realized that the Fu Youyue was faster than himself, and he defeated himself with only one move, which hurt his confidence.
"Blade, Fu Youyue understands the knife."
Feeling that the Fu Youyue just got a knife, it contained the destructive power of the knife. Qian Daobai and others sitting on the main stand were slightly moved.
Because the sword situation is the same as sword momentum, it is a swordsman, what the swordsman dreams of, can be said to understand the sword situation or the sword momentum swordsman, swordsman, and the future exhibition is unlimited.
"I do n’t know the blade of Fu Youyue and the sword momentum of Ye Chenfeng, which is stronger or weaker."
When Ye Chenfeng and Shentu Heng played against each other, sword momentum was exposed, so witnessing the scene of Fu Youyue comprehending the sword, Elder Liu and others could not help expecting their two to fight.
Because Fu Youyue just had that knife, the attack power was excellent, and he did n’t have heavy injury Lin Fuxin ’s body, so Lin Fuxin used a Rank 8 medicinal pill to adjust the rate of restoring Sanxiangxiang, and basically recovered his injury.
"Chenfeng, be careful. Although Lin Fuxin lost to Fu Youyue, you must not underestimate his strength, he is terrible." Lin Kezhu, who was defeated by Lin Fuxin, was whispered.
"I will pay attention." Ye Chenfeng nodded and flashed slightly, and the skimming appeared in the center of the martial arts field. Lin Fuxin, who recovered from the injury and was full of breath, looked at him.
"Ye Chenfeng, in fact, you are the person I am most looking forward to. I don't know this scene. We will compete with each other to see who is stronger." Lin Fuxin quickly stepped out of the shadow of failure, and fighting intent looked at Ye Chenfeng high .
"Okay, we are better than strength." Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and agreed happily.
"Haha, happy. You really agree with my appetite." Lin Fuxin laughed loudly, and the elephant phantom emerged from his body again to enhance his own strength.
With the perfect fusion of the Soul Beast barbarian and Lin Fuxin's body, his whole body muscles sounded agitated. All the green muscles appeared like earthworms, and a strong sense of oppression swept toward Ye Chenfeng.
"This Lin Fuxin merges with the Soul Beast barbarian elephant, and the power may be close to 90,000 catties."
Feeling the feeling of pressure bursting out of Lin Fuxin ’s body, Ye Chenfeng vaguely guessed his ** limit, and Ye Chenfeng has never had a power duel, so he is also full of expectations for this battle.
"The game begins!"
With the command of Huo Lingfeng(Fire Spirit Peak), Ye Chenfeng and Lin Fuxin moved at the same time, carrying a strong impact and bombarding each other.
When the fists of the two of them bombarded together, the huge impact made Lin Fuxin's body tremble slightly.
However, none of them flinched, controlled the strength of the whole body, and kept on attacking. There was a sound of thunder and thunder, and the Ye Chenfeng duo seemed to be two humanoid monsters, fighting fiercely.
"What a powerful force."
With the Ye Chenfeng needle point's fierce battle against Maimang for two a stick of incense times, Lin Fuxin deeply felt the terrible power of Ye Chenfeng.
With his power to double his regular number, neither is his opponent.
"Boom ..."
The duo fought for hundreds of rounds. The powerful collision force caused a lot of cracks to appear on the ground under their feet. The violent force swept the Quartet, and the Martial residence disciples on the stands were frightened.
"Here, is this the power of people? It is estimated that even a wild beast is not as powerful as theirs." A student named Martial residence exclaimed.
"Ye Chenfeng, take my strongest move."
"Wuji breaks the sky!"
Lin Fuxin roared with anger and blood in his body, and his body strength reached its limit. A large gray-brown handprint was printed, carrying powerful destructive power, and bombarded Ye Chenfeng.
"Collapsing Clouds Palm!"
I felt that Lin Fuxin was using Wuji to break through the sky, and the condensed big handprint instantly exceeded his power limit. Ye Chenfeng did not dare to carelessly and immediately printed out Collapsing Clouds Palm to fight back.
The two big Palm Seals bombarded together, the bursting power heaven-shaking moved, and a bright energy halo spread out.
In the glaring energy halo, an uncontrollable figure swept across the halo and fell down fiercely in the competition field, losing the game.
And this person who fell out of the field is Lin Fuxin, who ranked second in Heavenly Fire Martial List.