Chapter 1861

The storm was raging and the river was shaking.

In a moment, Ye Fan's four moves were released.

The majestic power swept all directions.

In this way, Ye Fan's cloud heaven Jue and snow shining green lotus sword Jue, roar up.

Bang ~

at the moment when the two men attacked and collided, there was a dull bang, which exploded in the world.

The deafening roar was like a volcano hitting the earth.

Endless air waves, from the center of the storm, swept wildly in all directions.

Along the way, the sea of clouds billows and the vegetation collapses.

It is the glass screen on the corridor of Tianwang, which is also smashed under the influence of the storm.

Half of the winter capital, almost all affected.

The glass of hundreds of buildings within a kilometer radius were all exploded.

The pieces of glass, like rain, poured all over the ground.

"Hide quickly ~"

"hide"

under the sky tree, thousands of people around there fled in a moment for fear of being affected.

Some got into the car, some went to the nearby gully, some ran into the sky tree to avoid.

How powerful is the battle between titles and masters?

Even Yu Wei, that's not what they can resist.

However, when they all fled for their lives, one or two of Wangyue River and shiyelong in wheelchair cried again.

"Asshole ~"

"don't care about us?"

"These animals ~"

Wangyue River scolded with a black face.

Angry roar, but was swept by the storm, smashed.

Of course, the wheelchair under them was also broken together.

In the scream, one or two people of Wangyue River and shiyelong are swept by the scattered residual power, and the whole person flies backwards like a broken kite.

Hit hard on the ground, two front teeth were knocked off.

"My God!"

"Is this the dignity of the title master?"

"Can we sweep all over the world just by remaining power?"

"How powerful should the opposition be?"

Under the sky tree, countless people look up at the sky and feel deeply.

In the eyes and eyebrows, there are endless shocks.

"Mr. Chu, we must win, we must ~"

at this time, in the void, the storm is still sweeping.

The chaotic momentum has already blocked people's sight, so that people can not see the situation of both sides of the war.

A lot of people are waiting for the final result.

But in the crowd, qianchijing is a closed eyebrow, hands in front of the chest, can not stop praying.

In Tianwang corridor, Lianggong yingyue's weak pretty face is also looking at Ye Fan's fighting direction.

At the center of the eyebrow, the mark of the moon wheel is already bright.

At that time, she was told that when the mark of the moon god was on, it was the moment when the moon god returned.

According to the law, the mark of the moon wheel is so bright that the consciousness of the moon reflected by the cool palace should have dissipated long ago.

But surprisingly, the girl is still gritting her teeth.

Fangruo, in the heart has a obsession, let her persist until now.

No one knows. What is she waiting for? What are you looking forward to?

Hoo ~

in the distant sky, a breeze blows quietly.

Blowing up the roadside leaves, but also blowing away the dust sweeping the world.

At this point, the aftermath of the battle finally dissipated.

Ji, all return to silence.

Between the stars, the two figures finally appeared in the sight of the public.

"Is it over?"

"Who won?"

"Who is the last to laugh?"

At this moment, countless people held their breath.

Suzuki cried out.

Yanjing Chan's heart strings are tense.

Wangyue River also looked up to the front.

All of us are waiting for the final end with a very tense mentality.