Chapter 1862

However, ~

one second ~

two seconds ~

...

ten seconds later, the two figures in the void still look at each other from afar.

They stood there quietly, motionless and speechless.

"Is it a draw?"

"That son of a bitch, are you even with snow

Seeing this scene, Suzuki said suspiciously.

However, his voice has just dropped.

I just heard a "poop".

Between the void, that thin figure, slightly trembling, a mouthful of red blood, suddenly snatched out of the mouth.

They were all overjoyed.

"Ha ha ~"

"ha ha ~"

"that little Chinese vomit blood."

"He failed again."

"I said," if snow shines on God, he can defeat him once, and naturally he can defeat him for the second time. "

Suzuki shouts excitedly and laughs wantonly.

Finally, he knelt on the ground and worshipped the peerless shadow in the sky.

"Congratulations on the snow shining on the God, winning the war, helping the martial arts of our country and promoting the divine power of our country!"

...

following Suzuki's reverence and worship, it seems to cause a chain reaction.

The rest of them all stepped forward, clasped their hands and worshipped.

"Congratulations on the snow shining on the Heavenly God. The divine power is greatly displayed, and the divine power of our country is strengthened!"

...

"congratulations to the Lord Xuezhao, the victory of the war ~"

the voice of respect and worship, however, converged into a stream, impacting the whole world.

However, when Suzuki and others worshipped and worshipped.

However, no one noticed that her pretty face was extremely pale.

Under the sleeves, there is a little bit of red, is along the arm of snow, dripping.

When the breeze blows, the sky and the earth seem like a bloody rain.

Then, between the void, the beautiful shadow, like a broken winged angel, fell from the horizon.

In the end, with a crash, snow Zhao's delicate body will severely hit the ground, the earth mountain crack, bluestone broken, splashing the sky dust.

As for the seven foot sword of snow, he also crossed his hand.

With a clang, it cuts into the earth.

Silence.

Dead silence.

At this moment, the whole world is silent.

All the sound, it's gone.

Like time, it is still at this moment.

Under the sky tree, everyone was stunned.

Suzuki's eyes widened and his body trembled as he watched the moon.

The whole Japanese martial arts people are all confused.

In my heart, there are rough waves and crazy sweeping.

"Snow shines on the gods, defeated... Defeated?"

"This... This..."

"how can this...

countless people howl, countless people despair, and countless people are full of grief.

From the moment when the snow fell, they just felt that the sky was falling.

Snow shines on the God of heaven. He is the most powerful one in the kingdom of Japan. He has protected the martial arts of Japan for a hundred years.

But now, the strongest of them in Japan, has also lost.

"Finished ~"

"completely finished."

"Even the master of Xuezhao Pavilion is defeated."

"The Chinese youth really stepped down on our whole country of Japan with the power of one person."

under the empty tower, countless people looked up to the sky and wept bitterly.

The sound of mourning spread all over the wilderness.

Heaven and earth are silent, and plants are silent.

Between the stars, only the young man stands proud with blood.

Thin body, but like a spear straight, straight into the sky.

It's ethereal and majestic, just like a God in the world.

Looking back at the long sky, I see clouds moving everywhere!

If the sword is in hand, who is the hero?

On May 5, the year of gengzi, Ye Fan left China, entered Japan, and came across the sea.

The news came out, the whole world was shocked!