Eight Desolate Sword God

The First Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty-Two Chapters End of the Preliminary Round

"Morning Wind..."

Seeing the scene of Ye Chenfeng being smashed to the ground by Huang Wutian's halberd, the hearts of Xia Wendie and others were suddenly suspended.

Huang Wutian's strength exceeded their imagination, and they had a feeling that Ye Chenfeng might not be Huang Wutian's opponent.

"Well, the identity token is not broken!"

Huang Wutian looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and flew out of the pit, and somewhat accidentally suffered the full blow of his trump card. Ye Chenfeng was only slightly injured.

"I want to see how you can resist me!"

The next moment, Huang Wutian held the Fang Tianhua halberd and carried the sky-shattering potential, and continued to launch a ferocious attack on Ye Chenfeng, which was bound to defeat him and get his points.

"God blood beads, mixed yuan beads, fusion!"

Huang Wutian's strength and power are beyond imagination, Ye Chenfeng did not dare to hide his clumsiness, and decisively merged the two great treasures, stimulated his own potential, and instantly raised his own strength to the realm of one star Taoist god.

"I didn't expect you to have such a trump card!"

Feeling that Ye Chenfeng's strength has improved, Huang Wutian has a stronger fighting spirit in his body. He holds the Fang Tianhua halberd and attacks with all his strength. The wave of the offensive continues to suppress Ye Chenfeng and force him to keep fighting. defeat.

"How can this emperor's power be so powerful!"

Completely crushed by Huang Wutian's power, Ye Chenfeng showed a deep shock. He didn't expect to use his trump card and still couldn't resist Huang Wutian's fierce attack.

"Chaos is infinite!"

The offensive was retreating, Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, and deduced the four heaven-level Dao maps to the extreme.

"boom!"

The attacks of the two collided again, and Ye Chenfeng and Huang Wutian were knocked back hundreds of meters at the same time, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of Ye Chenfeng's mouth again.

Huang Wutian suppressed the surging qi and blood in his body and continued to attack Ye Chenfeng, the entire space suddenly changed, and strange lights appeared, turning into an endless stream of light, attacking Huang Wutian. .

"Hmm... Defying the Heaven!"

Huang Wutian fiercely waved the Fang Tianhua halberd, smashing the incoming light rivers, looking behind Ye Chenfeng, and saw a woman wearing a black martial arts uniform, the whole body was enveloped in the light of Taoism.

And beside her, there was also a man who stepped on the sword shadow and had an extraordinary bearing.

"Ling Yuxin, Yue Yeming, you guys are going to this muddy water!"

Looking at the two who suddenly appeared, Huang Wutian's brows were tightly knit together.

Although he is not afraid of Ling Yuxin, who is also a god-level expert, he has scruples about Yue Yeming, who has an extraordinary origin.

A few years ago, he met Yue Yeming and fought fiercely for several days in the Holy Land of Hundred Battles, and finally they were evenly divided.

Although he didn't use his trump card at the time, he knew that Yue Yeming also had reservations. If the fight was to the end, no one would know who would die.

"Yes, Brother Ye is our friend!" Yue Yeming nodded and said, "If you want to trouble Brother Ye, defeat me first."

"Yue Yeming, you really think I'm afraid of you!"

Huang Wutian stared at a pair of tiger eyes, glared at the rebellious Yue Yeming, and said angrily.

"You'll know if you're not afraid of a battle!"

Although Huang Wutian's strength is terrifying, Yue Yeming is not afraid of him and said without showing weakness.

"Brother Wutian, the Holy Land of Hundred Battles will be closed soon. If Brother Wutian really wants to compete with us, it's better to wait for the finals, so the battle will be fun!"

When the war was about to break out, Ling Yuxin showed a charming smile and said softly.

"Okay, you'd better pray that you don't meet me in the final, or I won't be able to spare you!"

Huang Wutian glanced at Yue Yeming and Ling Yuxin, hesitated for a while and didn't make another move, left a cruel word, turned and left.

"Two, thank you!"

Knowing Huang Wutian's strength, Ye Chenfeng felt that there was still a big gap between him and him. Unless he used the Life Soul Technique at all costs, he could only hope to defeat him.

"Brother Ye, you're welcome!" Yue Yeming said with a faint smile: "I don't know how many points Brother Ye has accumulated."

"I am lucky, I have accumulated 130,000!" Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

"One hundred and thirty thousand!"

Yue Yeming and Ling Yuxin showed a hint of surprise.

There are more than 500,000 talented disciples in the Hundred Battles Holy Land, and 130,000 points are enough to ensure Ye Chenfeng won the first place in the Hundred Battles Preliminary Competition.

"Brother Ye, I don't know who you defeated, but you have accumulated so many points!" Yue Yeming asked curiously.

"I defeated Young Master Ghost, and Hei Kuang Dao and Tian couldn't wait for anyone else!" Ye Chenfeng said frankly without concealing it.

"Brother Ye's strength really surprised me, even Hei Kuang Dao and Tian Wu were defeated by you!"

You know, Black Crazy Saber, Tian Wuwu has the strength to rush into the top eight, and Gui Shaodi is also a strong competitor in the top ten. Now they all lost to Ye Chenfeng, which surprised Yue Yeming and the others. Ye Chenfeng's amazing strength increased.

"Let's go, let's wait for the rabbit in another place and wait for the Hundred Battles Holy Land to close!"

After saying goodbye to Yue Yeming and the others, Ye Chenfeng took Xia Wendie and others away from the severely damaged mountain forest, changed to another place, and continued to summon Chaos Shenmu to attract the enemy.

Chaos Shenmu was too attractive, and while Ye Chenfeng was standing by and waiting for the rabbit, he still attracted more than a dozen masters with extraordinary strength.

And their fates are exactly the same, all of them were hit hard by Ye Chenfeng and others, and the points were divided among the four Zhan Wudi.

Day by day, there are fewer and fewer people in the Hundred Battles Holy Land, and the rankings are constantly changing.

And Ye Chenfeng's name, like a brand, was firmly engraved on the first place in the Hundred Battles Ranking, which attracted much attention.

"I didn't expect that this Hundred Battles Martial Arts Preliminary Tournament actually killed a dark horse, overwhelming the sky, Huang Wutian and the others, occupying the first place in the Hundred Battles List!"

"Yeah, even Hei Kuang Dao, Tian Wuyou lost to him, this Ye Chenfeng's strength is too terrifying!"

"Hmph, it's just the preliminary round, I guess he won't be so good in the finals!"

"Yes, offending so many people, it's hard to say whether he can end the final alive or not!"

Many people were amazed at Ye Chenfeng's achievements, but more people were not optimistic about him, and some people felt that Ye Chenfeng would die.

Just as Ye Chenfeng waited for the rabbit with five people, killed three extraordinary geniuses of various clans, and got a lot of points, the bells that rang through the whole closed eyes suddenly sounded, alarming the only remaining fruit in the holy realm. Genius of all races.

"The preliminaries of its ten years are finally coming to an end!"

Hearing the bell ringing in his ears, the geniuses of the clans who finally survived breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a deep sense of surprise.

Although their points are high and low, they can stay until the end, and their ranking will not be low. Thinking of the rewards of the Hundred Battles Holy Land, they can't help but get excited.

"The Hundred Battles and Martial Arts Preliminary Tournament is over, and now the rewards will be given according to the ranking!"

A thick voice spread from every corner of the Hundred Battles Holy Land, and beams of transmission shrouded Ye Chenfeng and the others.

The next moment, everyone disappeared in the Holy Land of Hundred Battles and appeared in a mysterious space full of energy.

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