She stared at Ye Fan not far away with her eyes wide.

There was madness and ferocity left in his eyes.

Tiemu Wuyue shouted again: "Ye Aniu, go quickly!"

Ye Fan, who cut off the spider silk, had no time to take off the fingers that broke the iron-mujin.

He saw that the countdown was only three seconds, and he fell down sweating.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time, a shocking explosion sounded.

Glamorous fire and amazing waves of air rose into the sky, as if countless fire dragons rushed out from under the ground.

The shock waves generated by the strong explosion spread around them with countless soil.

Yin Po exploded a corpse on the spot, and more than a dozen nearby corpses were also blown to pieces.

The Golden Whirlwind who was running away from afar was also overturned, and several of them fell to the ground.

Tiemujin and Ye Fan, who had exploded, were nowhere to be seen, there was only one big pit that was bombarded.

Countless soil and gravel are flooded.

Tang Ruoxue, Xue Wuzong and others, who were far apart, also lay on the floor of the third floor to avoid the shock wave.

Tang Ruoxue was still pulling Tiemu Wuyue who was about to jump down.

"Ye Aniu, Ye Aniu--"

The aftermath and the air waves took a full ten seconds to dissipate.

Almost just as he stabilized, Tiemu Wuyue threw away Tang Ruoxue's hand and jumped down.

She is going to find Ye Aniu.

Tiemu Wuyue rushed to the place where Ye Fan and Tiemujin stood in one breath.

She looked at the ground that was blown into a big pit, and a desperate feeling suddenly burst out.

Tiemu Wuyue felt dizzy and could hardly control her body.

She is not a person with too many feelings, and she also knows that she and Ye Fan have no future.

But for some reason, everything about Ye Fan seemed to pierce into her heart like broken glass fragments, causing a severe pain in her heart.

Ye Fan died?

Thinking of these words, Tiemu Wuyue bit her lips hard and tried not to collapse to the ground.

Her soul, her spirit... seemed to have been taken away in an instant.

Xue Wuzong and Atagu who jumped down from the third floor were also silent, their hearts were ashamed!

Tang Ruoxue's eyes also had a hint of sadness.

No matter how different she and Ye Fan talked about each other, they would never have a relationship.

Now that Ye Fan was blown to death, she still felt very uncomfortable.

"Bang!"

At this moment, thick smoke and a sound broke the silence.

Everyone looked at the big pit covered by countless debris. With a loud bang, iron and gold turned their backs to everyone.

There seemed to be a man under him, and he was struggling to stand upright with one hand.

The soil covered his appearance and body.

Then, Tiemujin was pushed away, and a man with a gray-headed and scarred face sat up.

It is Ye Fan.

"Old Orange!"

Tiemu Wuyue suddenly burst into tears and ran towards Ye Fan without any scruples.

She sat on Ye Fan, hugged his cheek and kissed him. Her tears smiled particularly charming in the firelight...
Chapter completed!