Chapter: 2007

"My God, this is about to start a fight..." Leng Hufa didn't know what to say.

Mo Chengfeng's fingers trembled slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured:

"Ji Lao, who do you think will be stronger?"

Ji Wushuang's expression was still calm, and his tone was not turbulent at all, as if explaining a fact:

"It looks similar, but...they don't seem to be able to fight."

"Can't fight?"

Mo Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked to the front not far away, where wisps of mist were condensing the gate of the ruins.

Only then did he suddenly realize that the ruins were about to be opened, so naturally they couldn't fight.

As for those martial artists watching the excitement on the shore.

It was even more lively at this time.

Even regarding the scene just now, some people were feeling whether it was an illusion.

But listening to the discussions of the people around them, they knew that a fight was really going to happen.

"As expected of a ruthless Zhang, he's really awesome, he just does it without saying a word, even more straightforward than Ye Longyuan."

"With Ye Longyuan's temperament, I'm afraid he's going to be furious now. Judging by his expression, he's a bit bluffing. I guess this big battle is inevitable."

"I don't know who will be better than the devil in the world or the ruthless Zhang."

"..."

At this moment, all eyes were on Zhang Han and Ye Longyuan.

"You... are fine!"

The spiritual power in Ye Longyuan's body circulated crazily in the long whip in his right hand.

After the words fell, he swung his long whip violently.

Immediately, a mysterious and mysterious aura rose up.

On his whip, it seemed like a tornado was floating.

What's more strange is that the color of the tornado is blue at times, purple at times, and colorless at times, constantly changing, but everyone feels it from above, it comes from a tearing of the soul!

On the back side, the head of the Tianfu Sect shrank his pupils:

"Soul Devouring Wind!"

"Soul Devouring Wind?" A middle-aged man's expression changed ten meters away: "Isn't that one of the three major secret arts of the Li Soul Sect?"

"hiss!"

"I didn't expect that Ye Longyuan would learn the soul-devouring wind as a master! Although Zhang Hanyang is powerful, it is still very difficult to defend against this kind of soul-devouring secret technique." Another old man shook his head and sighed.

This made everyone within a radius of tens of meters pause.

Even the expressions of Shi Fenghou and Mu Xue, who were not far away, had some changes.