C441 (1/2)

When Yan Yun's eyes slowly moved on the body of Yi Chi, the atmosphere on the desolate earth changed in an instant.

The spirit of war is like the spirit of fire.

There is no chance to kill, but it is full of incomparably surging fighting spirit, which is like fire and thunder, coming from Yanyun and Yichi.

Their eyes collided with each other, and they began to build up their own momentum.

Situ Hao and their men retreat quietly at this moment, and a great war is about to begin.

The sky is overcast with clouds and thunder, and the desolate land is full of scars. Yan Yun and Yi Chi stand on a hillside respectively, and they look at each other from a distance.

At this moment, the space around the two people has changed significantly. It is easy to burn around, the law of heaven and earth is excluded, and the temperature in the air keeps rising. Finally, the space seems to be unable to bear it.

Bang ~

at this moment, a black flame emerges from the surrounding space, even the second and the third Finally, Yi blazing around, all black flames.

Flame tengtengteng burning, dancing with the wind, such as one after another beating of the black elves, a terrible high temperature through out, giving a very strong pressure.

Looking back at Yan Yun, the space of heaven and earth around his body seems to have solidified at that moment. The endless laws of heaven and earth are squeezed together and combined with some inexplicable laws. The purple air rose up and became a purple sea. The palpitating feeling came from the purple sea.

At the same time, they finished their preparations, looked up again and looked at each other.

”Young master, what are they doing? It's a little bit too much to build up momentum! ” Situ Hao asked.

”It's a one shot game.” Said situ Hao. ”They are gathering all their strength in this move, and finally launching the thunder offensive.”

Before situ Hao's words were heard, Yi Chi, the king of magic wings, moved. Almost at the same time, Yan Yun also moved.

Two people with comet hit Earth posture, quickly close, a purple shadow, a black shadow.

At last, purple shadow and black shadow collided with each other.

In such a moment, time seemed to be still, the wind stopped, the thunder did not move, everything around, as if the frame of the picture.

And in that instant, a terrible force came from the eyes of the storm.

”Go back, go back, go back as far as you can.” Situ Hao's face was shocked. He called his guard and ran to the rear crazily.

The power of terror spread out, just like the scene brought about by the atomic bomb explosion. A round air wave spread in all directions. Where it passed, the hillside was flattened and the ground was destroyed.

In the end, the smog that covered the sky and blocked the sun soared into the sky and connected with the dense clouds, which could be called the smog that covered the sky and blocked the sun.

It seems that the scene of the end of the world appears here, and in the gray smoke, a purple figure and a black shadow are particularly conspicuous.

Their impact is far from over. The forces between them are biting, twining and swallowing each other. They can't tell who has the upper hand. However, this momentum makes several people watching the battle look horrified. The attack and killing of these forces only makes them retreat. The two people who go deep into them have no discomfort and are still fighting.

Boom ~

accompanied by a violent explosion, the two figures separated and retreated hundreds of meters before falling into the waste soil.

When the dust and smoke are gone, the figures of Yan Yun and Yi Chi emerge. They stand in the abandoned scorched earth and look calm from afar.

From the appearance, we can't see who wins and who loses.

Poof ～

on the silent and desolate earth, Yi Chi, the king of magic wings, who was standing in the waste soil, burst out with a mouthful of blood, and his face became pale.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff.

Lose both!

In this battle, the two men were equal in strength. They fought to the death and suffered all the injuries.

”You won.” The magic wing king looked at Yan Yun and said. He vomited blood before Yan Yun, which showed that his injury was more serious than Yan Yun's. He lost half a point in this battle.

”But it's good.” Yi Chi smiles. ”It's been a long time since we had such a good fight.”

Yan Yun shook his head with a bitter smile. Although he won half a point, he also felt the strength of the magic wing king. That kind of black flame, which intruded into his body, was constantly burning his body. If his body was not strong enough, he would have been defeated.