"Ye Xiaofan—No—!!!"
Boom—!!!
A Sword Qi of ten thousand feet severed the entire void, instantly slicing Yunmo Ya in half. The person let out a desperate, shrill scream, marking the end of a newly risen monstrous talent.
After slaying Yunmo Ya with one strike, Ye Xiaofan didn't pause for a moment and continued to wield his sword, pursuing that silhouette.
In the past, the one being hunted for thousands of miles was always him, but now the ant of those days has grown to a level that terrifies many heroes.
Dozens of old-generation monstrous talents of the Demonic Dao stood dumbfounded, watching the two figures gradually disappear at the edge of the sky, each gasping for breath, taking a long time to come back to their senses.
"The Iron Armor Demon Crocodile, just died like that?"
"My God, Yunmo Wentuo is actually being hunted down, and in such a wretched state?"
