....

At one time, it was punching or palming, chopping or chopping.

The world here seemed to be boiling.

The terrifying attacks almost converged into a stream, churning the Tianhe River.

The majestic momentum is like the eight immortals crossing the sea, and the magical power is fully displayed.

Seeing the endless offensive gathering like an abyss, Meng Wanyu below couldn't help but clenched her hands nervously, and Tang Yun also looked a little worried.

Just as Chu Zhengliang and the others said, Tang Yun and the others also didn't know how much strength the current Ye Fan had left after the protracted battle, and whether he could withstand the combined attack of the Chumen's strong men.

However, in the face of this majestic offensive, Ye Fan was not afraid.

He holds a long sword and stands across the Milky Way, smiling proudly.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs also want to kill me?"

"That's it!"

"You want to die, today I, Chu Tianfan, will send you to die together!"

The laughter was like thunder, resounding throughout the land of Tianhe.

After the words fell, the Yunyang Ancient Sword bloomed with divine brilliance, and the Yunyan Sword Technique reappeared in the world.

Chu Yun used all his strength, without any reservation, and slashed down seven swords in a row.

The sword is like life, the sword forms the world.

The entire Trumen Mountain was almost swept under Ye Fan's terrifying sword intent.

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