Chapter 1389：

Chenlong gritted his teeth, gathered the demon spirit, and went straight into the sky.

The dragon's demon spirit on his body is even more shining, gathering water vapor from all directions!

In the misty water, the figures of Jiaolong and Chenlong became more and more ethereal and fast.

Chenlong raised his hand and slammed a punch.

This fist gang directly formed a huge dragon head with no friends, and it bit towards the sword gang!

In the angry dragon's mouth, there was even a fierce and terrible wind spewing out!

When crying--

The purple-gold knife Gang received two successive waves of offensives, and its power was also exhausted, and it was directly bitten by Longkou.

Chen Long couldn't help but loosen slightly.

At this time,

Swish!

A very slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from beside him.

Chen Long suddenly heard this incomparable, but also abrupt and incomparable voice, and his heart suddenly became a warning sign.

"Hurry up, sir!"

As a bystander below, the child mouse clearly saw Ye Fan's purple-gold figure, like a stream of light that pierced the void, and went straight to Chenlong.

He quickly widened his eyes and shouted a warning.

Chenlong struggled to reverse his figure, and slammed a punch at Ye Fan, whose figure was so fast that the light and shadow became blurred.

As the demon spirit fist pierced through the air, a stern wind broke like a dragon's roar.

The powerful boxing gang contains the power of the world-destroying-level demon gang that bursts to the extreme!

The space in front of the green boxing gun was shattered into a series of pitch-black space cracks!

Although Chenlong counterattacked hastily, the power of his shot was amazing.

Ye Fan, who seized the first opportunity, was already prepared.

He didn't panic at all.

The eyes were slightly narrowed, and a palm ready to go, he pushed it out slowly and quickly!

咚——

There was a dull and depressing explosion, and it exploded in an instant.

The space is directly shattered!

A palm print was crushed abruptly from the cracks in the narrow and narrow space!

Wherever he went, all spatial cracks were smoothed out and made way.

This purple-golden palm print is extremely lifelike and extremely overbearing. It directly collided with Chenlong Fist Gang, fiercely!

boom--

The space trembles and bursts at high altitude!

The horrible air waves lingered, spreading in all directions, shaking in all directions!

The five thousand-meter-high mountains below all burst into pieces with a bang!

Smoke, grass clippings, gravel, splashing everywhere!

Chen Long, who was facing the attack, and the mouse watching the battle below, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

They suddenly saw that Ye Fan's palm gang blasted and crushed the dragon yin fist gang!

Continue to squeeze towards Chenlong without stopping!

Chenlong's eyes widened, his heart was horrified, his teeth clenched, and the demon spirit burst out of his body. At this critical juncture, he fought hard!

The green dragon on its body became clearer, and its scales became more and more terrifying!

Howl--

While roaring, the dragon danced quickly, and the powerful dark blue dragon's tail was thrown toward the palm!

Bang--

Ye Fan's palm and dragon's tail collided and exploded.

The purple-golden underworld Yuwei mixed with the blue-green ripples, quickly diffused!

Ye Fan stood there, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, his body did not waver at all.

And Chenlong's whole body, together with the Jiaolong on his body, is like a ball being shot and flying out!

Shoo!

Open a long void and vacuum channel in the sky!

After a long time,

The surrounding air was surging with renewed attention.

For a while,

The wind and clouds in the sky were surging and howling endlessly.

Chen Long, who was photographed flying out, turned pale, and his eyes were full of shock and horror, looking at Ye Fan in the distance.

The complacency before the war had already disappeared without a trace.

He barely stopped the figure that was flying upside down, slammed forward, and came to Zimo.

"Master Chenlong, are you okay?" Zimo asked quickly.

His level strength is only the eighth sequence apocalyptic peak, and he can't intervene in such a terrifying battle at all.

Chenlong didn't look back, and forcefully suppressed the internal injuries that oscillated from his body after fighting with Ye Fan twice.

While violently bursting out the green-blue demon spirit gas on his body, he gave a loud command to the rat behind him.