Rumble ~

The storm was sweeping, and the sky was trembling.

In a moment, Ye Fan released four moves in succession.

The majestic power swept across the world.

In this way, Ye Fan's Yun Daotianjue and Xue Zhao's Qinglian Sword Technique faced each other.

Bang ~

The moment the two attacked each other, a dull roar sounded, and the world exploded in this place.

The deafening roar was like a volcano hitting the earth.

Endless air waves swept wildly from the center of the storm.

Wherever you reach along the way, the sea of ​​clouds tumbling and the grass and trees collapse.

Even the glass screen on the Tianwang corridor was shattered under the aftermath of the storm.

Half a winter, the capital was almost affected.

The glass of hundreds of buildings within a radius of 1,000 meters was all exploded.

The glass fragments were like rain, pouring all over the ground.

"Hide~"

"Hide~"

Under the tree in the sky, hundreds of people surrounded there, fearing that they would be affected, and instantly scattered and fled.

Some got into the car, some lay in the nearby gullies, and some ran into the trees in the sky to hide.

How powerful is the battle between titled masters?

Even the remaining power is not something that they can resist.

However, while everyone was scattering and running for their lives, Wangyue River and Ishino Ryuichi in the wheelchair cried again.

"Bastard~"

"And don't care about us?"

"This group of beasts~"

Wangyuehe cursed with a dark face.

The angry roar was shattered by the sweeping storm.

Of course, the wheelchairs under them were broken together.

Amid the screams, Wangyuehe and Shi Yelongyi were swept away by the overflowing aftermath, and they flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

He hit the ground hard and knocked two of his front teeth off.

"God!"

"Is this the majesty of the title master?"

"Can you sweep across the world with just your remaining power?"

"How powerful should the couple have at the touch?"

Under the trees in the sky, countless people looked up at the sky and felt deeply moved.

There was endless shock in the eyebrows.

"Mr. Chu, you must win, sure~"

At this time, a storm was still sweeping in the void.

The chaotic energy had already blocked people's sight, making people unable to see the situation of both sides of the battle.

Many people are nervously waiting for the final outcome.

In the crowd, Qian Chijing closed her eyebrows and eyes, held her hands in front of her chest, and kept praying.

In the corridor of Tianwang, Suzumiya Eiyue's weak face was also looking towards the direction of Ye Fan's battle.

The moon mark at the middle of my eyebrows was already bright like a bright sun.

Back then, someone told her that when the moon god's seal lit up, it was the moment when the moon god's return.

Logically speaking, the moon mark has been so bright that Suzumiya Eiyue's consciousness should have dissipated long ago.

But what is surprising is that this girl is still gritting her teeth and holding on.

It seemed like there was an obsession in her heart that kept her going until now.

No one knows what she is waiting for? And what she is looking forward to?

Huh ~

In the vast sky, a breeze blew quietly.

The fallen leaves on the roadside were blown away, and the dust that swept across the world was blown away.

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

It was as if the clouds were gone and the rain had cleared, everything was silent.

Between the galaxy, the two figures finally appeared in everyone's sight again.

"Is it over?"

"Who's winning?"

"Who will end up laughing?"

At this moment, countless people held their breath.

Suzuki Yoshi shouted in dismay.

Iwai Zen's heartstrings are tense.

Wangyue River also raised his head and looked forward.

Everyone was waiting for the final end with an extremely nervous attitude.

But ~

One second ~

Two seconds ~

....

Ten seconds passed, and the two figures in the void were still looking at each other from afar.

They each stood there quietly, without moving at all, without saying a word.

"Is it a draw?"

"That guy, could he tie the game with the god Xuezhao? "

Seeing this scene, Suzuki Yoshi said in surprise.

However, he just finished speaking.

Then I heard a "puff".

In the void, the thin figure trembled slightly, and a mouthful of red blood immediately snatched out of his mouth.

Seeing this, everyone was immediately overjoyed.

“Haha~”

“Haha~”

"The Chinese junior vomited blood."

"He lost again."

"I just said that if God Xuezhaotian could defeat him once, he would naturally defeat him a second time."

Suzuki Yoshi shouted excitedly and smiled freely.

Finally, he knelt on the ground and worshiped the peerless figure in the sky.

"Congratulations to the God of Snow on the Heavenly Kingdom, for winning the battle, supporting our Japanese martial arts, and promoting our Japanese magical power!"

.....

As Suzuki Yoshi worships him, it seems to cause a chain reaction.

All the other thousands of people stepped forward, clasped their fists and bowed to worship.

"Congratulations to the snow on the god of heaven, the power of the divine world is great, and the power of our country is strengthened!"

....

"Congratulations to the Lord Xuezhao for winning the battle~"
To be continued...