"Damn it!"

"How can it be so strong?"

In the first instant of the collision, Hai Bu's face changed.

Only then did he realize that Ye Fan's swordsmanship was not as unbearable as he thought.

For a while, the battle situation became suspenseful again.

After Haibu stabilized his figure, he immediately raised his head and nervously looked towards the center of the collision.

The palms are clenched again!

Heartstrings tense.

who is it?

Who will it be?

Who will be the last to laugh?

Tianluo Daojue and Yunyan Swordsmanship.

Martial arts upstarts and veteran tyrants.

Who will die with hatred, and who is better?

While Haibu was anxiously waiting for the final result, Bappei, who was going back to announce the good news, just ran to the front of the Foro Palace.

The mountain began to tremble.

Bape turned his head sharply.

"strangeness!"

"What happened again?"

"Then isn't Chu Tianfan already defeated?"

"Who is Senior Brother Duo Lun fighting with?"

"Could it be that Chu Tianfan didn't come alone, he also has helpers?"

Ba Pei frowned slightly.

"Forget it, I'll report the result of the battle between Senior Brother Duo Lun and Chu Tianfan first."

Bape didn't think too much, and immediately raised his foot and rushed into the Foro Palace.

On the other side, the Ganges is rolling.

The rushing river is tireless and has never stopped for thousands of years.

At this time, the storm began to dissipate, and the heaven and earth gradually stopped.

Haibu held his breath unconsciously!

Waiting for the final result to appear. JrNovels.com