"The South Pavilion is unparalleled."

"Death is coming!"

"Bei Han roars!"

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

“Bang bang bang!”

This blow was another huge devastation.

Immortal Emperor Nanting and Duan Ziyu stepped back dozens of feet, their faces uncertain, and blood flowing out of the corners of their mouths.

"You can't do it, you're too weak." Immortal Emperor Beihan was domineering and arrogant.

"You bitch, as long as I, Duan Ziyu, have any strength left, I won't make it easy for you." Duan Ziyu wiped the corners of her mouth.

"I, too, will fight you until the end." Immortal Emperor Nanting's hair was slightly messy, but he still couldn't hide his peerless figure and alluring appearance.

She is still so beautiful.

"Then I will deal with you two." Immortal Emperor Beihan took the initiative to attack.

Less than half an hour.

Duan Ziyu was hit in the spine by a punch, and there was only a click, and a scream resounded throughout the sky.

It's over.

His back was broken, especially by the blow from Immortal Emperor Beihan. Even if he survived the disaster, it was still unclear whether he would be able to stand up in the future.

If you don't do it right, you will be disabled for the rest of your life.

No!

Whether he can survive or not is unknown.

There is no need to say whether a disabled person is disabled or disabled.

At present, there is only one Nanting left, and the situation is very bad.

There is no advantage at all.

Four people working together can't defeat Immortal Emperor Beihan, let alone Nanting alone. They are looking for death.
Chapter completed!