章 4987: Battle

The huge Emperor's Throne behind him was even more majestic and overwhelming!

"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish," Black Cloud said in a low voice. Endless chaotic aura surged out of his mouth and rushed toward Yan Fan.

Yan Fan, who had been severely injured in the previous confrontation, did not retreat in the face of the endless chaotic aura.

He raised his sword and faced the attack.

At this moment, a magnificent sword screen was reflected in the sky.

Every space exuded a pure and majestic Sword Intent.

The two collided, erupting with the most terrifying destructive aura. Under this aura, even a Six Revolutions Great Yan Immortal would not be able to survive!

At this moment, Yan Fan was forced back thousands of feet. A trace of divine blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared completely.