Halloween City, the center of the bloody battlefield.
Countless alien races were boiling, and the excitement could not be concealed in the eyes. They sent it, this time it was really sent, semi-holy combat power, His Highness Cangzhen actually achieved semi-holy combat power, there is no more suspense in this battle. .
Starlight Young Master Xing Wuji, although he could be regarded as unparalleled in combat power, there was still an insurmountable gap from the half-holy ancestor.
And those foreign powerhouses who pressed the treasure on Yang Fan's body, all of them showed their faces, and many people had already begun to abuse them.
At this moment, they didn’t care whether Yang Fan was the Young Master of the Starlight Clan, whether they were responsible for the sin they had committed, and they did not think that the reason for this was entirely due to their greed. Odds, there is only one thought in their minds, and that is this bastard, who caused them to lose their lives.
This is how people are, especially these crazy gamblers, it is unreasonable.
Under the high platform, VIP seats.
The half-holy ancestors of the Canglong clan, the strong saint masters, all looked at the powerful sun, moon and star tribes proudly. Pissing pee, just as you are, he deserves it too!
Above the ring.
Cang Zhen, who resembled the resurrection of the ancient dragon god, was condescendingly overlooking Yang Fan, with the cruelest grin across his face, "The gun is coming."
"Boom..."
A black light that resembled the source of darkness pierced the void.
Seeing a two-meter-long black dragon spear appeared in Cangzhen's hands, in an instant, Cangzhen's body's aura once again skyrocketed, rising steadily, seeming to have a tendency to catch up with the semi-sage in the middle.
"This... This... This is the dragon spear of death? The dragon spear of Heilong the strongest emperor of the ancient black dragon clan?"
"Hiss... ... Unexpectedly, this supreme quasi-sacred weapon was actually in the hands of Cangzhen. According to legend, in ancient times, the Black Dragon Emperor used this death dragon spear to kill 12 people. Respect the semi-saint powerhouse and establish his prestige!"
"Dead, now Zi Xing Wuji is definitely dead, Cang Zhen holding the death dragon spear is the mid-term semi-sage, and he has no power to fight."
In all directions, except for the Sun, Moon and Star tribes, no one was optimistic about Yang Fan.
In the mid-term semi-sage, among the thirty-one saints, some of the lower-ranked saints are just so powerful.
"Promise kid, die! A shot of death!!!"
The most brutal murderous intent flashed in Cang Zhen's eyes. When his body moved, it directly tore the space, appeared in front of Yang Fan like a teleport, and took a shot straight into Yang Fan's chest.
"Boom..."
Darkness and death are two big things~ The law erupts madly, and there is nothing in the world, nothing can't be killed!
"Hi! What a terrible blow."
"This power can almost match the mid-term Half Saint's full blow."
"It's over! Young Master Starlight can be considered a generation of Tianjiao, but unfortunately he found the wrong target."
At this moment, in the eyes of countless powerful aliens, Yang Fan has already equated with the dead. With this shot, even the semi-sage in the early stage can be hit hard, even a lore, not to mention Xing Wuji, who has only the peak power .
It's too late to say, then soon! ! !
"Things like ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of this young master."
"Boom..."
With a cold cry of disdain, the endless light of stars burst out from Yang Fan's body.
The body of less than two meters, instantly turned into a giant spirit of several meters high, the whole body was shining with stars, as if the ancient star god descended to the world, invincible.
The simulation of the Eucharist of the Ten Thousand Beasts is an all-round simulation. The little star of Starlight will be able to do it, but Yang Fan will not be able to do it without him. It is even better.
This Starlight Clan has the housekeeping skills, and the Star God battle body is naturally no exception.
"Break it for me!!!"
"Rumble..."
With a wave of his right arm, he carried the power of endless starlight, which was a punch on the death dragon spear.
This fist is like the wrath of the ancient star god, and the horror of the power contained therein, even faintly transcends the semi-sage category in the middle stage, and catches up with the semi-sage in the later stage.
"Boom..."
A frenzy of terrifying power swept across all directions, seeming to blow up the entire arena.
With a mournful wailing, Cang Zhen looked up to the sky as a gulp of blood, and the arms holding the Death Dragon Spear were extremely distorted, and even the Death Dragon Spear fell to the ground.
"What? How is this possible?"
"This power is not much worse than the semi-sage in the later period."
"What a Xing Wuji, what's hidden is too deep."
In all directions, countless foreign experts were stunned and horrified.
Even the Sun, Moon and Star tribe powerhouses who had known Yang Fan's strength for a long time were shocked, and the youngest (three young master) he had hidden, it was really terrifying.
The uneasy feeling that Cang Zhen took out the death dragon spear just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.
On the ring.
"Impossible, Promise child, how could you have such power?" Cang Zhen frantically ran the dragon power in his body, repairing his injuries frantically, and burst out hysterical roars.
Can't believe it, really can't believe it, you must know that a hundred years ago, this Xing Wuji had only the peak power of the Holy Master, and there was still a big gap between the semi-sage capital.
How long is this, how could it be possible to have such a terrifying power.
"Go to hell and ask the god of death." Yang Fan's eyes were cold, his killing intent flashed, and he gave Cangzhen no chance to breathe, but he covered his head with a palm.
This palm is even stronger than the previous one, and it has truly matched the power of the late semi-saint.
"Oh no... ... ... ."
Cang Zhen burst out with a roar like a beast, and the dragon power violently rioted all over his body, forming a layer of dragon power shield, trying to block Yang Fan's killer punch.
It's just that under the horror fist power comparable to the semi-sage of the late stage, the hundreds of dragon power shields are like paper, and they are easily blown into slag.
"Rumble..."
The violent and invincible fist force bombarded Cangzhen’s abdomen, and in an instant, Cangzhen’s mid-level quasi-sacred weapon-level Canglong battle armor was broken into pieces, and terrifying power suddenly poured into Cangzhen’s body. .
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ... ..
The terrifying sound of bone cracking, one after another, makes people creepy.
Cang Zhen's whole body flew out like a rag sack.
"Die."
Yang Fan grinned and chased Cang Zhen directly, just banging his fist at Cang Zhen's head.
As long as this punch hits, Cang Zhen is absolutely dead.
"stop."
"Xing Wuji, you are presumptuous!!!",
"Niezha, what do you want to do."
"Rumble..."
A horrible breath of half-saint ancestor burst out from the seat of the Canglong clan.
"You are the presumptuous."
"Old Cang Jue, you want to destroy the bloody battle."
"Boom..."
Almost at the same time, a wave of half-holy coercion erupted from the Sun, Moon and Star tribes, firmly locked in the half-holy ancestors of the Canglong tribe, and wanted to intervene in the bloody battle. They were really dead.
Not only that, on the high bench, the nine half-saint ancestors also glared at Cang Jue and the other half-saint ancestors of the Canglong clan. The terrifying coercion blocked the four people of Cang Jue. As long as they dared to make changes, they would surely suffer more than half of them. Holy Thunder strike.
"Elder Cang Jue, do you Canglong clan want to interfere in the sacred bloody battle and provoke the majesty of the elders?" At the center of the nine half-sage veterans, the pinnacle and half-sage stared coldly at the strong Canglong clan, and the voice was full Unspeakable anger.
The behavior of Cang Jue and others was completely provoking the majesty of the nine of them. If they were to succeed, where would they put the old face of the nine veterans.
"You guys..." Cang Jue waited for Canglong Clan Semi-Holy to glared at him, but he didn't dare to change any more. The power of the Sun, Moon and Star Clan is no longer under them. Elders, they have no chance of winning.
On the ring.
"No, Xing Wuji, I surrendered, I surrendered..." Seeing Yang Fan's iron fist blasted his head with a punch, Cang Zhen couldn't care about other things anymore and shouted out loud. .
"Give up? So what, I said, today ~ you must die, no one can save you." Yang Fan remained unmoved, "Go to hell and confess!!!"
"Rumble..."
"Oh no... ... ... .."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: It’s really bad. The third chapter is half of the code. As a result, the little black house burps directly. More than a thousand drafts fly directly. I don’t know if the third update can be done before twelve o’clock. Rolling all over the floor for comfort, shouldn't the friends smash the flowers to comfort the sadness of happiness