"Ugh!!"

Kim Sun-rae was pushed by this huge air current and flew out. He didn't even have time to run to Ye Tian's side to see if he was okay, but the collapsed earthwork, sand and gravel fell all over his body.

"What about people? What about the Jun Immortal Dog Thief and the Demon Son Ye Tian?! Whoever wins and who loses, or both are dead!! ”

The aftermath has not subsided, and there is a loud shout between the mist miasma,

It was originally a righteous path master in the melee, or a remnant of the demon path, but they were all shocked by this strange explosion, and they all stopped together.

It's someone dead! The two masters of good and evil, who had been killed dimly, were anxious to see a result!

Relationship with the common people, related to the future of the Seven Demon Killers! Who is still in the gladiatorial battle between good and evil, surrounded and outflanked. There are doubts in my heart, is it the monarch who wins or the young master who is blue?

Even the elders of the Hall of Elders were all shocked, and their positions and future were all determined by this battle!

In a hurry, they all stopped. What is good and evil, go to the place where the ridge of the fight is broken and the earth and rock collapse!

"Ye Tian, Ye Tian?!" The obstacle of flying sand and stones has not yet dissipated, and when Jin Shanlai hears this messy footsteps, he is even more nervous about the situation of the young master! They can't stay here for long, where should the two of them go in the future?!

"Ah Lai, you hurry up. I'll come to you! ”

Suddenly, in the hazy fog and dust, a pair of big hands touched Kim Sun-rae's face.

Ye Tian? Kim Sun-lai was stunned.

Surrounded by an ethereal figure without a human figure, someone hugged him from behind, lowered his head against the top of his head, and then dissipated the trace. It seems that it is all Kim Sun-rae's illusion...... The words brushed softly over his ears, the gentlest farewell.

"Leaf ......"

Before Jin Shanlai could make a sound, an incomparably turbulent wind rose on the flat ground, sweeping across the messy duel battlefield, making everyone who gathered around take two steps back and could only hide their faces and look.

Also at this moment, in front of Deng Qianlin and Master Yideng, the boundless phantom butterflies rose from the ground. Like a tornado, it flew high above.

However, who has ever seen this purple magic butterfly?!

"Oh Buddha Mito, the martial arts have been in great trouble since then!" The Master of One Lamp muttered sadly. A lot of young heroes don't understand the secret sigh!

And Jin Shanlai's body was also swept up by this wind, and he didn't know where Ye Tian was going! As if involuntarily swept through the wind and waves, he was thrown down the hillside below.

The demon wind and purple butterflies in front of him soared upwards and surged into the air! Ye Tian is gone? Perhaps, the young master has such self-interested intentions!

Immediately, his vision darkened, and Jin Shanlai didn't know!

The purple phantom butterfly made the demon cultists also look up and look at it, stunned and surprised.

"Sect Master, Monarch Sect Master!!"

Xingjiao shouted loudly, and rushed forward with a broken eye. Jun Xianyi's clothes were wrapped in bloody wreckage, and they were still turning into bloody bones. But it won't disappear!

Clearly, this is the fate of the king and the defeat!

Xingjiao's cry suddenly made everyone present understand that it was this Jun Immortal who died! The demon Ye Tian, who is dormant in the righteous path, slashes the enemy, and kills this scheming and scheming old devil!!

Scare?! I gasped.

Although this result made Kongtong and other sects feel that their revenge had been avenged, Jun Xianyi deserved this end! However, what followed was a complete cold crisis in my mind.

This means that Ye Xuanming's son Ye Tian ...... It's age, but the magic skills have been perfected! Jun Xianyi can already resist the thousands of horses and thousands of troops of the martial arts righteous path alone, then Ye Tian, isn't he invincible!!

Just ask the current martial arts, who can compete with it!

It goes without saying that many people can't stand up to the fluttering purple clouds of butterflies that are flying away.

"Will the young master settle accounts with us?" Mocking the nameless has always been as indifferent as the city, but suddenly, he exclaimed, in danger!

He was one, and the Seven Killing Sect disciples all looked at each other, and the events of the year were finally reckoned with.

Who will be spared?!

The two ways of good and evil are silent in the face of this decisive battle, who is not trembling?