Chapter 689

No one spoke. The Fist Dao God's madness surged wildly, and without asking again, he threw a punch that swept across heaven and earth!

"This... this is bad!"

"Can't escape! Can't escape..."

"..."

Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao, Qin Shuang, and the others wanted to flee, but they suddenly discovered that their bodies would not obey them; their legs felt as if they had been filled with lead, unable to move at all.

*Chi! Chi! *

Just then, two rays of divine light arrived from across the sky, illuminating the world and shattering the fist intent!

At this moment, Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao, Qin Shuang, and the others felt as if they had seen a supreme sun, and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts.

"Good blade technique! Good sword technique!"

"Who are you?!"

The Fist Dao God was startled, but he was not flustered; instead, he asked.

"North Drink Mad Blade, Nie! Ren! Wang!"

"South Qilin Sword Head, Duan! Shuai!"

The two figures spoke at the same time and appeared at the same time!