Eight Desolate Sword God

The First Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty-Five Chapters Blast the Magic Saint

"Dead, finally dead!"

Seeing the scene where Ye Chenfeng's head exploded, Qi Chengtian breathed a sigh of relief and revealed a brutal smile.

From their point of view, Ye Chenfeng couldn't come back from the dead even if his head was blown up.

"How could this be, Morrowind died?"

Jiao Yuyan's mind was blank, and a lot of tears flowed uncontrollably, unable to accept the facts in front of her.

"Luo Shen, the grievances between us are also time to settle."

Ye Chenfeng's head was killed with a palm, and the arrogant demon saint cast his eyes on Luoshen and others, wanting to take this opportunity to kill Luoshen and others, breaking the foundation of the human race.

"Saint Demon, Qi Chengtian, are you all very happy now, very proud!"

Just when Mo Lingsheng and others were about to start, a thick voice suddenly sounded, floating above the chaotic palace.

"Who, who is!"

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's voice suddenly, Mo Lingsheng, Qi Chengtian and others were shocked, and immediately cast their eyes on Ye Chenfeng, who fell to the ground wearing a golden dragon robe.

At this time, the damaged golden dragon robe disappeared, and the cracked Ye Chenfeng body also disappeared under their noses.

The next moment, the whole body shone with Dao Mang, and Ye Chenfeng, who was wearing the glazed flames, walked out of the universe.

"You, why are you alright!"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng who was unscathed, the holy demon, Qi Chengtian's eyes widened, revealing an incredible color, he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

"You don't have to worry about me, laugh when you need to, cry when you need to, and when you're done venting, we'll settle accounts slowly!"

Ye Chenfeng looked at the frozen smile, and the sluggish Mo Lingsheng, Qi Chengtian, smiled and said generously.

"Ye Chenfeng, I really underestimate your means, I didn't expect you to use your clone to get rid of the siege!" The devil's face turned gloomy: "But don't be complacent, I am the master here, let you It's useless to have Tongtian ability."

"Master? Alright, then I'll blow the master!"

With that said, Ye Chenfeng stepped on the sword, turned into a sharp sword shadow, attacked the Demon Saint, and fought with him in mid-air.

"The old man has forgotten how many years have not been so happy!" Looking at Ye Chenfeng, who was fighting fiercely with the demon saint, Luoshen's whole body's blood and fighting spirit boiled: "Everyone listened to my order and attacked the Yaqi royal family, Broken the foundation of the Demon Race."

"Senior Cang, Lei Yi, Huo Qilin, Lingyu, Yan'er are all coming out!"

When Luoshen led the crowd to attack the Hachi royal family, Ye Chenfeng summoned all his helpers, bringing greater disaster to the Hachi royal family.

However, among his helpers, there is no figure of Gan Minghou. Obviously, Ye Chenfeng made perfect preparations for this visit to the Baqi Imperial City.

"Qi Yixian, wake up the four demon saints and let them come to help!"

The Demon Saint did not expect the situation to be completely out of control, and immediately shouted at the old god emperor Qi Yixian.

"it is good!"

Although the cost of awakening the Four Demon Sages is extremely high, it is related to the life and death of the Baqi Imperial City, so Qi Yixian has no more scruples, and immediately flew to the Demon Mountain.

"Where to go!"

Luoshen stepped out, the space shook, and the terrifying Dao energy turned into a giant dragon, roaring and biting at Qi Yixian, not giving him a chance to leave.

Suddenly, several black beams of light rose up from the Baqi Palace, piercing the sky, and collided with the Taoist dragon condensed by Luoshen, smashing the dragon in one fell swoop and saving Qi Yixian.

Taking advantage of the palace's ban to escape the catastrophe, Qi Yixian raised the flight speed to the limit and flew towards the magic mountain in the restricted area at a very fast speed.

"The Light of Xuanyuan of Heaven!"

Looking at Qi Yixian who was flying farther and farther, Luoshen frowned slightly and summoned his own weapon, a strange shape, like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, like a beam of light, the holy soldier chased and killed Qi Yixian.

Although Luoshen's strength is far superior to Qi Yixian's, there are many restrictions in the Baqi Palace, and these restrictions all originate from ancient times and come from the powerful hands of the demons. Time broke through the many restrictions, and he could only watch Qi Yixian rush into the magic mountain.

When Luoshen failed in chasing Qi Yixian, the human masters led by Cang Kunwu and Lei Yi had an absolute advantage. Even if Qi Chengtian opened the most powerful ban in the palace and kept killing Cang Kunwu and others, he still couldn't resist their ferocious attacks. Attacks, the power of the Yaqi royal family has been falling.

"The blood of Hongmeng, burn!"

In order to quickly kill the demon saint, Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate to overdraw his body, and once again burned the powerful blood of Hongmeng, possessing endless Dao power.

"Mirror!"

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng once again split the mirror avatar with the same combat power as him, and attacked the Demon Saint from left to right, fully suppressing his offensive and forcing him to retreat.

"The hand of the real devil!"

Ye Chenfeng's combat power is not what it used to be, and the mirror's combat power is not weak. He was attacked by Ye Chenfeng and the mirror like a tide. The devil can only defend with the hands of the real devil.

"Sword Spirit Puppet!"

When the holy demon held the hand of the real demon and killed the mirror clone at all costs, the indestructible sword spirit puppet split out of Ye Chenfeng's body, blocking the mirror clone, and regretted the attack of the real demon's hand.

"Sword of Qiankun, Qiankun Strike!"

Ye Chenfeng summoned the Qiankun Sword Formation, and melted the silver sword soul into the sword formation, enhancing the power of the sword formation, like a sword slashing towards the Demon Saint, forcing him to dodge aside.

But the moment he dodged, the mirror avatar suddenly approached him, and an earth-shattering force erupted, hitting his body violently, causing his body to lose control.

"Demon Emperor Furnace, suppress!"

Seizing the moment when the Holy Devil's body was out of control, Ye Chenfeng summoned the Demon Emperor Furnace to suppress it, suppressing the legs of the Holy Devil who couldn't dodge in the ground, and a lot of blood seeped out through his arms.

"Kowloon Jade Bi, blow him up for me!"

Ye Chenfeng summoned the Nine Dragons Jade Bi, and controlled the endless Dao energy in his body to inject into the Nine Dragons Jade Bi, condensing eight lore mad dragons, and bombarded the body of the demon saint continuously.

"The hand of the real devil, resist me!"

Demon Sage knew the power of the Nine Dragons Jade Bi, and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood essence into the hands of the True Demon. Bomb kill.

Although the hand of the real devil is the same high-quality sacred treasure as the Nine Dragons Jade Bi, it was continuously attacked by the Nine Dragons Jade Bi. Physical defense aggravated his physical injuries.

"Baqi Magic Magic Art!"

Seeing that the Demon Saint could not resist the continuous bombardment of the Nine Dragons Jade Bi, he suddenly split into eight clones, and used the power of the clones to resist the attack of the Demon Emperor Furnace.

"Blast me!"

When the Demon Saint borrowed the eight avatars to resist the attack of the Nine Dragon Jade Bi and the Demon Emperor Furnace, Ye Chenfeng suddenly approached his body, bursting with 900 million jin of power, smashing the clone standing in front of the Demon Saint, ruthlessly. Hit him hard.

"puff!"

Mo Lingsheng's chest was hit by Ye Chenfeng, and it collapsed directly. A lot of blood sprayed out of his mouth, and his whole body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

When Demon Saint struggled to get up, Ye Chenfeng approached his body again with sword steps, bursting with 900 million pounds of strength, and continued to attack him, beating his body violently, aggravating his physical injury, and directly He blows up.

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