But it is always maintained at a height of thousands of miles.

The thrillingness in it is by no means described in words.

Some surfboards hit the shore or wood without any warning while flying high.

Then there was a crisp sound, fragmented.

But as long as the person who fell into the water without death will turn it out of the water and save it.

Then they hugged one of the five hundred surfboards cast behind Song Hongyan.

Then continue drifting down.

I don’t know how long it took, Ye Fan and the others were more than a hundred kilometers away.

The light boat has passed thousands of mountains, but that's all.

After Ye Fan passed by several warships, Ye Fan turned over and knelt on a special surfboard.

In the high flying, the wind and snow hit his face like a needle.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the front with a cold look.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan's eyes opened slightly.

In the field of vision, the huge wolf king appeared in the field of vision.

"Smack--"

Ye Fan made a gesture.

Yuan Qingyi and the others quickly adjusted their direction.

When the surfboard hit the Wolf King, high-intensity magnetic flashed out, quickly sucking the Wolf King's ship.

Then Ye Fan bounced his body and bounced directly from the surfboard into the deck.

A sword light flashed.

"Swoosh--"
Chapter completed!