Chapter: 3842

“It is estimated that this Chu Tianfan is also very poor.”

“In a panic, let’s strike at random.”

“After all, it’s just a junior. Compared with my senior brother Duolun, who has been famous for a long time, this character is too far behind.”

Before he shook his head and said, he seemed to have seen the scene of Ye Fan falling into the rapids covered in blood.

However, Haibu only knew that Ye Fan relied on his physical body to resist Fen Tian’s attack, but he didn’t know that Ye Fan also used swordsmanship to defeat the Chumen Sect Master head-on!

Ye Fan, relying on what, to reach the top of the sky list!

Impressively, Yunyan Sword Art!

call!

The long river runs, the storm volume.

The wave that was blown up was like a thousand piles of snow.

Duolun’s Tianluo Dao Jue has swept over.

However, Ye Fan’s swordsmanship continued.

“How much ruthless hatred in heaven and earth, solitary life can’t cry long at night!”

“The second sword of Yunyan Sword Art, Bing Xin!”

….

“The third sword, Qinglong!”

……

“Sauvignon blanc looks like a long look, and a short Acacia looks infinite!”

“The fourth sword, Acacia!”

…..

During the nine days, the sea of ​​clouds surged wildly.

On the top of the Ganges, the storm roars.

At this time, Ye Fan was like that peerless painter.

With the long sword as the brush, the sky and the scroll.

Rebuke Fang Qiu!

That dazzling swordsmanship is Ye Fan’s most peerless painting.

Noah was completely stunned.

In her eyes, this day is long gone, and this place is no longer there, only the figure of the man with the sword slashing the sky in anger.

Why?

Why are there such dazzling people in this world?

….

boom!

Finally, the battle of the two titles came to an end.

Tianluo Dao Jue, and Yunyan Sword Jue, launched the most hearty confrontation!

When the two completely different attacks collided, the void was almost shattered.

The overflowing energy almost destroyed everything.

The water of mountains, lakes and rivers evaporated into nothingness in an instant.

Plants, trees, bamboos, and rocks have all become fly ash!

The power of terror seemed to destroy all life.

Even though Haibu himself tried his best to defend, he was still knocked back hundreds of meters.

“Damn it!”

“How can it be so strong?”

In the first instant of the collision, Haibu’s expression changed.

It was only then that he realized that Ye Fan’s swordsmanship was not as bad as he thought.

For a while, the war situation became suspenseful again.

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

The palm is clenched again!

Heartstrings are tight.

who is it?

Who will it be?

In the end, who will laugh at the end?

Tianluo Dao Jue and Yunyan Sword Art.

Martial arts upstarts and veterans.

Who died with hatred, and who was better?

While Haibu was anxiously waiting for the final result, Bape, who went back to announce the good news, just ran to the Foro Palace.

The mountain began to tremble.

Bape turned his head sharply.

“strangeness!”

“What happened again?”

“Isn’t Chu Tianfan already defeated?”

“Who is Brother Doren fighting again?”

“Could it be that Chu Tianfan didn’t come alone, and there are helpers?”

Bape frowned slightly.

“Forget it, I’ll report the results of the battle between Senior Brother Duolun and Chu Tianfan.”

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, tireless, has not stopped for thousands of years.

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

Haibu held his breath unconsciously!

Waiting for the final result to appear.

Until, in the depths of Tianhe, two figures slowly emerged.

Ye Fan still stood there, expressionless, with a beautiful woman snuggling in his arms.

On the other side, Duolun also stood with a knife, neither happy nor sad.

“Ok?”

Haibu couldn’t understand the situation.

Could it be, is it a draw?

puff!

However, the words just fell.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, the old body trembled fiercely.

Afterwards, the dark red blood, mixed with visceral fragments, spewed out of Duolun’s mouth as if he was dying.

Hebu saw that Doron’s power, like a deflated balloon, instantly wilted.

Then, like a fallen leaf, it fell from the sky!