The strong wind of terror blows on the faces of Ye Dun and Wei Chuan, making their faces look extremely fierce and shining with a ray of light, which emits the odor of destruction.

In the center, two people stand face to face, four eyes are opposite, and there is a strong sense of war in their eyes. Either you die or I die, no one will shrink back.

"Leaf dust, under my ghost fire, everything will be frozen, today is your death."

There was a cold voice in Weichuan's mouth. Behind him, the endless flights of Firebirds filled him with confidence. This time, he must be able to kill...