The minds of the crowd shook violently, their eyes were stiff, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

On the platform, Lu Chuanfeng stood alone, the cold-fire demon sword was still in his hand, and the gray-black Yan fire was rolling ceaselessly. However, there was a hole in his heart.

At the moment of the black armor, everyone thought that Ye Dun's attack would be disintegrated and Lu Chuanfeng would win the final victory, but Ye Dun proved his strength by silent action.

One click, just one click.

broke through the prefecture-level Lingbao and tore Lu Chuanfeng's heart at the same time.

Fang Han, his eyes full of surprise, this...