Eight Desolate Sword God Chapter 1699: Finals

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"Hoo, finally the day of the finals!"

It did n’t take long for the deceased Sword Soul to pass. The outside world has passed for a month. His face is beautiful and charming, and the beautiful Xia Wendi gently wears clothes for Ye Chenfeng.

"Chenfeng, come on, no matter how you win or lose, you have to take care of yourself, do n’t be brave!"

"Relax, Tian Qingyun is powerful, but not invincible!" Ye Chenfeng gently kissed Xia Wendi's white forehead and said softly.

"Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, the two of Ye Chenfeng left Universe Realm, joined with Yue Yeming, Ling Yuxin and others, and took a chariot of **** horse to the battlefield of the Hundred Battles.

Just arrived outside the Jihad, Ye Chenfeng happened to encounter Tian Qingyun.

Looking at today ’s opponents, the sparks burst into their eyes and the atmosphere instantly became depressed.

"I am looking forward to fighting you today!" Tian Qingyun suddenly showed a faint smile, and the calm voice revealed a very strong confidence.

"Me too!" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly: "You will definitely lose."

After finishing talking, Ye Chenfeng no longer ignored the slightly gloomy faces of Tian Qingyun, and came to the sky-like grandstand with Yue Yeming and others, waiting quietly for the game to start.

Ye Chenfeng can continuously defeat Mo Yichen. Huang Wutian's entry into the final is beyond everyone's expectations, and the rumors for Ye Chenfeng are all over the sky.

Some people say that he comes from the Void God world and is a powerful child of the Void God world. Others say that he inherited the mantle of the Void God world rogue cultivator power. Others said that he is a dragon and he is unrivaled.

Concerning the attention of everyone, Ye Chenfeng is deaf, sitting silently in the stands and running Soul Devouring Secret Art to adjust its state.

"Brother Ye, I just got the news, this Tian Qingyun really has a big card that has not been used."

When Ye Chenfeng adjusted the rate, Yue Yeming's voice passed into his ears.

"What card?"

Ye Chenfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, opened his eyes, and asked the voice.

"An ancestral charm, once used, can instantly make Tian Qingyun's strength reach 4-Star Heavenly God!" Yue Yeming told the voice.

"4-Star Heavenly God!"

After learning the last hole card of Tian Qingyun, Ye Chenfeng's brows were tightly screwed together.

He did n’t expect that Tian Qingyun not only possessed ancient scrolls depicting ancient patterns of ancestral rhyme, but also possessed signs of ancestral rhyme.

"Brother Ye, if you force out the Tian Qingyun card, it is still better to admit defeat. Based on my understanding of Heaven Clan, they may kill you and use this opportunity to kill you." Yue Yeming solemnly said.

"Thank you, I will be careful!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes again, silently adjusted interest rate, and adjusted his own state.

About half an hour later, the white-haired old man appeared in midair. His sharp, electric eyes glanced at Ye Chenfeng and Tian Qingyun, announcing loudly, "I announce that the final battle of the Hundred Battles will begin." /

"Chenfeng, no matter the victory or defeat, you must come back safely!"

Xia Wendi clutched the big hand of Ye Chenfeng tightly, and was slightly worried.

"Relax, he will definitely lose!"

Ye Chenfeng slowly stood up, his body suddenly exploded, he thought it was a sharp sword with a sheath.

"Whoosh!"

The movement of Ye Chenfeng broke the space at an alarming speed, and fell to the combat platform almost at the same time as Tian Qingyun.

Standing at Wudoutai, neither Ye Chenfeng nor Tian Qingyun spoke, and their expressions were surprisingly consistent, that is, calmness, beyond Superman's calmness, making people unable to speculate their hearts.

But their momentum is getting higher and higher.

When the two powerful momentums touched together, they made a definite spark that burst into the air.

"You guys are ready, the finals start!"

With the command of the white-haired old man, the breath emitted by Ye Chenfeng and Tian Qingyun suddenly became fierce, and a fierce rebuke in the void formed a powerful whirlwind.

"Primordial Chaos Bloodline, burn!"

The strength and state of Ye Chenfeng are far inferior to Tian Qingyun, so as soon as he came up, he burned the powerful Primordial Chaos Bloodline, amplifying with his own strength, infinitely narrowing the strength gap between Tian Qingyun.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng took a sudden step, and more than 60 billion pounds of force exploded in his body, directly dispersing the momentum released by Tian Qingyun, and punching him with a punch.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

A punch came, the space shook, and the terrible fist shook the whole sky trembling violently. The terrible fist dragged the long tail of power, with an unparalleled sense of oppression, and bombarded Tian Qingyun.

Seeing the fists of Ye Chenfeng bombard on the chest of Tian Qingyun, a fierce lance broke his body, twisting the space, and punctured the fist with a shot, breaking the Ye Chenfeng's probing attack.

When firmly resist hit, the two moved at the same time, and two illusory lights and shadows collided together.

At the moment of impact, they both launched a fierce attack on each other and attacked each other's body.

Although Ye Chenfeng is not as good as Tian Qingyun, his strength is enough to crush God Level expert.

In the fierce fighting, Ye Chenfeng not only did not fall into the disadvantage, but occupied an absolute advantage and restrained the offensive of Tian Qingyun.

"Eight Fierce Guns!"

After being crushed by the strength of Ye Chenfeng, the killing suddenly appeared in the eyes of Tian Qingyun. With a move of his heart, he summoned eight fierce battle guns, and one shot stabbed at Ye Chenfeng.

A stab came, and a deep gunshot appeared in the space instantly. The terrible gunshot penetrated several miles and directly penetrated the chest of Ye Chenfeng.

"Uh ..."

One shot through Ye Chenfeng, Tian Qingyun did not like to be surprised, and he wanted to dodge in a decisive manner.

But the moment he dodges, the ghost image of speed changes, and the endless red light appears in the Ye Chenfeng soul sea beside him. The holy class Sword Soul flew out of his soul sea, intertwined with the terrible Dao Intent, close Cut to Tian Qingyun.

"Boom!"

Unexpectedly, Tian Qingyun was armed with an eight-armed combat gun full power, but the power of the holy class Sword Soul was too horrible. The terrible sword intent was passed into his arm through the eight-armed combat gun, and he felt a terrible numbness in his arm. , The body is constantly retreating.

"God, Holy Class Sword Soul, this is only a month away, this Ye Chenfeng has actually trained Sword Soul to Holy Class Realm, how did this guy do it!"

"Enchanting, this Ye Chenfeng is definitely enchanting, and the speed of such cultivation is unheard of!"

The scene where Ye Chenfeng summoned Saint-Class Sword Soul and cut off Tian Qingyun, shocked everyone present, and made them see the scene in front of unable to believe.

"Holy class Sword Soul, I look down upon you!"

Although Ye Chenfeng's condensed saint-grade Sword Soul has just been formed, its power is comparable to that of the top grade Heavenly Saint device, which brings great trouble to Tian Qingyun and makes his face more gloomy.

"Power, unblock!"

Feeling the threat of the holy class Sword Soul, Tian Qingyun did not dare to carelessly, decisively unblocked the power in his body, and raised his strength to the peak of 2-Star Heavenly God.

When Tian Qingyun increased its strength, Ye Chenfeng merged Shenzhu and Hunyuanzhu, and burned two major True Spirit sacred fire, which also increased its strength to the peak of 2-Star Dao God.

The next moment, the two of them moved at the same time, and they fought all together to fight together.