With a wave of his right arm, the Demon-killing Sword cut a wave of air in the air, and the yellow fog splits to both sides, and the red light in the middle is like lightning, soaring upwards.

Around the peach wood magic wand, a faint blue flame has appeared.

"call--"

With a wave of the magical staff, the thunder swept across the board, with an aggressive aura.

The sword and the staff collided again without giving in to each other,

The air waves rolled, making Kuafu's clothes rush, and Ye Fan's invincible pants almost broke.

Ye Fan only felt that the right arm holding the sword was running from his hand to his arm, as if it was being rushing by an electric current, and it was a numbness, which showed how powerful the impact was bursting out.

Kuafu was not much better. It can be seen from his dead-seasoned expression that this guy's tiger's mouth was already cracked.

This battle will be very difficult for both sides. Anyone will consider whether to continue fighting. After all, the winning rate is 55, and no one is sure to win the other party.

However, Ye Fan had no such idea at all. He had only one idea and had to defeat the other party, even if Kuafu was better than himself, even if the peach wood magic wand in the other party's hand was very powerful.
Chapter completed!