Chương 494: Howling Wind and Torrential Rain

Two Dragons Ten Elephants, the peak of a fist! The fist intent that existed in the lonely soul in the desert for millions of years, mixed with the ruins of the White House, rolled up a huge yellow tornado. That was the sand in the Earth that was rolled up under the burst of Qin Fen's fist intent that formed a huge yellow tornado into the sky that was visible to the naked eye.

Yang Duhong floated in the sky a hundred meters away and looked at the center of the battlefield. Even though it was separated by a distance of hundreds of meters, the ancient and mysterious yet mighty aura of power in the air had swept through his dry lips, as if he had already fallen into the huge desert furnace, the water in one's body evaporated.