All the foes were wiped out with just one move. The world fell silent. Only the whistle of the snowstorm and the rumble of the fighter jet in the sky could be heard.
The people onboard the fighter jet were frozen, unmoving as if their throats were held by someone. It was not that they did not want to move, but they forgot how to move.
"What happened? What the hell happened just now? Where are all the Gods and Immortals? Where are the Four Heavenly Kings and the female Immortals of Kunlun?" Chief Luo was dumbstruck, and the walkie-talkie in his hand fell to the floor with a clunk.
Xiao Ai's eyes got big. Her fingers were pale as she held the video camera too tightly. "Senior…You're f*cking… awesome!"
No one expected it to end like this. Just when everyone was worried for Bu Fang, he lightly threw out a palm as if he was merely wiping the sky with a square of cloth, and all the Gods and Immortals—including the Four Heavenly Kings—were wiped out.
