Chapter 1701: Azure Clouds, Die

"Okay, Ye Chenfeng, I didn't expect you to force me into such a situation. Well, since you want to see my ultimate trump card, then I will fulfill you!"

Tian Qingyun wiped off the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, stared at Ye Chenfeng with blood-red eyes, and said coldly.

He never dreamed that he would be suppressed by Ye Chenfeng everywhere, and a move of his mind inspired his biggest secret.

A light talisman with mysterious ancestral patterns appeared on his forehead. When Qingyun stimulated a drop of blood essence and melted into the light talisman that appeared on his forehead, a powerful ancestral rhyme surged out from the light talisman, pouring water on it. Entering his whole body, he instantly raised his strength to the realm of the four-star gods.

"Ye Chenfeng, the game can be over!"

God-level realm, the realm gap between each level is very large. With the integration of ancestral symbols, Tian Qingyun not only suppressed the physical injury, but also instantly restored his decayed belief. He is completely confident, and with his four-star god realm strength, he can easily crush it. Pressing leaves morning breeze.

"Zufu, this day, Qingyun really has the trump card to reverse the universe!"

Looking at the ancestral talisman that appeared on Tian Qingyun's forehead, Yue Yeming's face darkened instantly, and he was secretly worried about Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey, in terms of background, we still can't compare with the God Celestial Clan. I didn't expect that in order to let Tian Qingyun win the first place, the God Celestial Clan actually gave him an invaluable ancestral talisman. It seems that Brother Ye has the hope of winning. It's not big!" Ling Yuxin sighed softly.

"Not necessarily, I think Brother Ye still has a chance to win!"

Yue Yeming stared at Ye Chenfeng with a calm face, shook his head and said.

"Why, do you think Brother Ye still has a hole card to use?" Ling Yuxin asked.

"Look at Brother Ye's appearance, there is no trace of panic at all, which shows that all this is still under his control!" Yue Yeming said slowly: "Maybe the game will be more exciting."

"Four-star gods, so this is your real support!"

Although Ye Chenfeng used all his cards and still had an insurmountable strength gap with Tian Qingyun, there was no trace of panic on Ye Chenfeng's face.

"Die!"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng's calm face, Tian Qingyun felt an inexplicable unease in his heart, no longer hesitated, and stabbed Ye Chenfeng with the Eight Fierce War Spear.

"Chaos Shenmu, break it!"

When the sky blue, cloud, man and spear stabbed in one, Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the Chaos Shenmu to greet him. The swaying five-color tree canopy and the black spear light that ripped apart the space fiercely opposed in mid-air.

"I want to see how much your treasure can withstand me!"

The shocking shot that was stabbed was blocked by the Chaos Shenmu, Tian Qingyun's entire body swirled, and the extreme stabs made his way out of the spear, attacking the Chaos Shenmu, relying on his incomparable strength to suppress the Chaos offensive.

Under the full attack of Tian Qingyun, the Chaos Shenmu was stabbed and retreated. At this time, the Qiankun sword array merged with the holy sword soul, fell from the void, and slashed towards Tian Qingyun's head.

"God Demon Heaven Fist!"

Tian Qingyun threw a punch, the terrifying punch shattered everything, and a punch resisted the attack of the Qiankun Sword Array.

Then, he used the divine powers of the Shentian clan to continuously break out shocking blows. While shaking back the chaotic Shenmu, he forced Ye Chenfeng to retreat.

"Amazing, Tian Qingyun used the last card, and the attack that broke out was really terrible!"

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng couldn't resist Tian Qingyun's offensive, and he kept dodging with sword steps, many people felt that Ye Chenfeng's momentum was over, and the stone hanging in the hearts of the great powers of the Shentian clan also fell to the ground.

In their opinion, Tian Qingyun, who is in the realm of the four-star gods, is already invincible. In addition, he also has an ancestral pattern, Ye Chenfeng has no chance of turning the tide even if he defies the sky.

"God and Demon, Heaven-shattering Strike!"

Tian Qingyun let out a loud cry, and the terrifying spear light swept across a mile of space, like a torrent of rioting space, bombarding Ye Chenfeng.

"Kakkaka!"

In one after another piercing cracking sound, Ye Chenfeng's space 100-fold ban was shattered, and a terrifying sky-shattering blow swept Ye Chenfeng, frantically destroying his body.

"It's over, this final is over!"

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was annihilated and hit by the sky, almost everyone felt that Ye Chenfeng was powerless to return to the sky.

Even Ye Ming Yue, Ling Yuxin and others felt that Ye Chenfeng had little chance of winning.

Suddenly, endless red light was reflected in the chaotic space, and the holy sword soul slashed to the limit, tearing the torrent of space abruptly, and Ye Chenfeng relied on the strong defense and the resistance of the chaotic sacred tree to resist the attack launched by Tian Qingyun. One shot.

"Not bad, you really amaze me more and more, but the overall situation of this game has been decided, you are destined to be a loser!"

Looking at the scarred Ye Chenfeng with the chaotic sacred tree suspended above his head, Tian Qingyun showed a ferocious look, and he continued to attack Ye Chenfeng with the eight fierce battle guns, without giving him a chance to breathe.

"Want to beat me, next life!"

"Life Soul Technique!"

At the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng used his last resort, burning 10,000 years of life in an instant, and abruptly raised his own strength to the extreme of the three-star Taoist god, and his strength was infinitely close to the sky.

The strength of Ye Chenfeng has skyrocketed, and Ye Chenfeng's physical strength has also increased, completely making up for the gap in strength. It can be said that the current Ye Chenfeng is no longer weak.

"Well, this is the life supernatural power of the Spirit Race?"

Feeling the power of life surging in Ye Chenfeng's body and the strength of the skyrocketing strength, Tian Qingyun raised his brows, revealing the color of surprise, unexpectedly Ye Chenfeng would destroy the spiritual life supernatural power of the spiritual family.

"Tian Qingyun, do you still dare to say you can beat me now?"

The strength skyrocketed, Ye Chenfeng showed a domineering smile and said arrogantly.

"I said, it's useless if you have the means to reach the sky, you will lose without a doubt!"

Tian Qingyun didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to have so many secrets. With a thought, he used the biggest killer in his arms, depicting the ancestral picture of Zu Yun's ancestral pattern, ready to end the battle with one blow.

"go to hell!"

Tian Qingyun sprayed several mouthfuls of blood essence into Zu Tu, activating Zu Wen and launching the most fatal blow to Ye Chenfeng.

"It's not certain who will die!"

"Demon, wake up!"

"The way of the imperial weapon!"

The ancestral pattern like a black dragon came with a shocking ancestral rhythm. Ye Chenfeng awakened the demon, used the way of the imperial weapon, and instantly stimulated the strongest attack of the Demon Sealing Sword, injecting the whole body's Dao power into the Demon Sealing Sword. , a sword greeted him.

"boom!"

With a sword cut out, under the stimulation of the demon, the ancestral pattern of Baidao burst out with the strength of the ancestral pattern, which is not weak. Coupled with the power of the Demon Sealing Sword itself, the attack power completely surpassed Tian Qingyun's last trump card.

"boom!"

The two ancestral rhyme strikes collided, and the ancestral rhyme ancestral pattern played by Tian Qingyun shattered instantly.

"Do not!"

Tian Qingyun stared at her terrified eyes, and made a desperate voice when she looked at the sword light of Feng Mo who was smashed by the limit.

He couldn't believe that Ye Chenfeng actually had the trump card to break Zu Yun's ancestral pattern.

When he wanted to dodge, it was too late. The terrifying Demon Sealing Sword slashed fiercely, breaking through his body defense and cutting off half of his body.

Then, Ye Chenfeng, who had the ultimate strength of the three-star Taoist god, appeared in front of the white-haired old man before the rescue. The fist full of nearly 80 billion kilograms of power slammed into his head with a punch, punching his head. The explosion shattered his soul and killed Tian Qingyun, the most popular player to win the Hundred Battles Tournament.

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