Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 270 Xiahou Bloody Night

"One move, that Ye Chenfeng really defeated Lang Teng of the sixth-level Profound Beast Sect with just one move!"

"No, this can't be called a defeat, but an instant kill. What kind of freak is this Ye Chenfeng trained by a big force, the attack power is too terrible."

Witnessing the astonishing scene just now, watching Lang Teng lying in a pool of blood with unknown life and death, the noisy killing field became silent, a pair of dull eyes projecting towards Ye Chenfeng, almost everyone was attacked by him. Convinced.

"Let's go here today, Nishang, let's go back."

After defeating Lang Teng with one move, Ye Chenfeng didn't make another move. Under the awe-inspiring eyes, he left with Yue Nishang.

"Ye Chenfeng!"

In an inconspicuous corner of the killing field stand, sitting a young man wearing a blood-red robe, with a square face and sword eyebrows, a cloudy breath, and electric eyes, was staring at the back of Ye Chenfeng leaving, revealing a strong expression. war intent.

This blood-robed man, named Xiahou Xueye, was very famous in the killing field because he was the only expert who had won 98 consecutive victories, and he was only one step away from the Yum badge.

"Young Master Ye, I wonder if I can take a step to speak."

Ye Chenfeng and Yue Nishang were about to leave the killing field, and the gang leader of Wansha and others walked up to them and asked politely.

Witnessing the astonishing scene just now, the gang leader of Wansha was so frightened that three souls lost two souls. In addition to being afraid, he was still afraid. He just asked Ye Chenfeng to spare them.

"What do I have to say to you?" Ye Chenfeng asked coldly as he looked at the leader of the Wan Sha Gang and others indifferently.

"Young Master Ye, it turned out that it was all our fault. We offended you because we didn't know Taishan. Now we have repented. I just ask Young Master Ye to give us a chance to make a change." Dao, praying that Ye Chenfeng can let him go.

"Forgive you?" Ye Chenfeng's mouth was slightly upturned, and a hint of coldness appeared: "Why should I forgive you?"

"Young Master Ye, as long as you are willing to spare me, I am willing to give you 20,000 killing points, two high-grade earthenware, and a bottle of jade milk." The leader of the Ten Thousand Killing Gang, who was sweating frequently, said terrified.

"Twenty thousand kill points? Isn't your life too worthless." Although Ye Chenfeng knew that 20,000 kill points was a lot, he didn't want to spare them casually, and said without a trace of emotion.

"Young Master Ye, I don't know what you have to do to let us go. As long as you say it, I will definitely satisfy you." In order to survive, the leader of the Wansha Gang gave it up.

"High-grade earthenware is useless to me, so let's go, you give me 50,000 killing points and two bottles of jade milk, I will spare you, and I will not trouble you again." Ye Chenfeng lion said loudly.

"Fifty thousand killing points!"

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's request, the gang leader of Wan Sha only felt that a sharp blade had been inserted into his soft heart, causing his heart to bleed.

Although he was able to collect 50,000 killing points, but without these 50,000 killing points, his ten thousand killing gang would be broken, and his vitality would be greatly damaged.

"Why, you don't agree." Ye Chenfeng looked gloomy as he looked at the hesitant Wan Sha gang leader.

"No, I agree to Ye Shao's request, but 50,000 killing points is not a small amount. I need to find a way to help Ye Shao collect it." Touching Ye Chenfeng's eyes, Wan Sha Gang's heart trembled and said quickly: "Three days at the latest, I will definitely give 50,000 killing points and two bottles of jade milk to Young Master Ye."

"Okay, I'll give you three days. If you don't see 50,000 Killing Points in three days, I will bloodbath your Ten Thousand Killing Gang." After speaking, Ye Chenfeng ignored the Wan Killing Gang leader and others, with a charming smile. Intentional Yue Nishang left.

"Morrowind, are you really going to let them go?"

Holding Ye Chenfeng's arm tightly, Yue Nishang, who looked intimate, looked at his angular profile and asked softly.

"Killing points are very important to us. If they can collect 50,000 killing points for me, I will let them go." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said.

Although with the strength of him and the sword spirit puppet, slaughtering the Wanza Gang will be effortless, but he is not sure whether the fake identity he deliberately created can deter the city of Slaughter, so blackmailing the Wanza Gang with 50,000 killing points is the best at present. s Choice.

Not long after the two of Ye Chenfeng left, the entire martial arts field was once again set off, and Xiahou Xueye, who had won 98 consecutive victories, appeared again.

And his opponent, specially arranged by Elder Tan, is a dual-cultivator of soul and body, with strong physical strength, almost half a step against the realm of the beast king, and a bald man with strange totem tattoos on his body.

This bald man, a genius who had blocked 90 consecutive victories more than ten times, was very famous in the killing field. Seeing him appear, the entire stand of the competition field exploded.

"boom!"

A powerful evil spirit emanated from the bald-headed man's body. He held a powerful heavy axe and aggressively slashed towards Xiahou Xueye.

"Weak, your strength is too weak."

Although the bald man slashed the air with an axe, his attack power was amazing, but in Xiahou Xueye's eyes, he was full of loopholes.

The next moment, a gun force that made the bald man feel fear sprayed out Xiahou Xueye's body, locked him, and made the hairs on his whole body stand upright.

"70% of the guns, break!"

An icy voice sounded, and Xiahou Xueye saw a nine-foot-nine-inch long, blood-colored spear of the highest grade in the hands of Xiahou Xueye, like a dragon going out to sea, whistling through the bald man.

When he sensed danger, the bald man reacted instinctively, but Xiahou Xueye's shot was too fast and its power was terrifying. The shot hit the bald man's axe, which was hurried across his chest, and a powerful anti-shock force penetrated The giant axe passed into his body, causing him to vomit blood and retreat again and again.

One shot had the upper hand, and Xiahou Xueye did not give the bald man any chance to breathe.

The spear that spewed out completely enveloped the bald man, leaving him powerless to fight back, and his body was covered with bloodstains.

"Strong, this Xiahou Xueye is too scary. I don't know who is more powerful than that Ye Chenfeng and Xiahou Xueye."

"It's really hard to say, I'll only know after the comparison, but I'm afraid they won't have a chance to meet in the outer city of Slaughter."

Witnessing the scene of Xiahou Xueye completely suppressing the bald man, the atmosphere of the killing field once again reached the highest level, which was extremely warm.

"Blood Slaughter Axe!"

The bald-headed man who was completely at a disadvantage let out a loud shout, and his powerful physical strength erupted. He clenched the heavy axe in both hands and slashed towards Xiahou Xueye with the momentum of splitting the mountain.

Seeing that Xiahou Xueye was about to be hit by the blood slaughtering axe cast by the bald man, suddenly, a sound of air being torn apart sounded.

The blood-colored spear in Xiahou Xueye's hand turned into a rapid spear, stabbed at his throat before the blood slaughter axe fell.

"laugh!"

The bald man's body defense was broken, and his throat was pierced by Xiahou Xueye's lightning-fast shot. His wide eyes slowly lost their vigour, and a large amount of blood splattered out, staining the ground red.

He killed the bald man with an overwhelming advantage and won ninety-nine consecutive victories, but Xiahou Xueye did not challenge the hundred victories in one go, but ended the day of fighting.

"Ye Chenfeng, I hope you don't make me wait too long."

Xiahou Xueye showed a strange smile and muttered to himself, he wanted to step on Ye Chenfeng's corpse and achieve his 100 victories.

Declare to everyone that he is the strongest.

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