Holy Light, banquet hall.
The eighth prince constrained a group of guards, and at the last gritted teeth, he still agreed.
Yang Fan, the core disciple of the Thai emperor’s holy land, cannot afford to offend them, but the eighth princes can't afford to offend them even more. Their natal spirits are in the hands of their mother, the Royal Concubine Lan, as long as the eighth prince tells Concubine Tha Lan that a few words are not. They will be able to bear it then.
The sky fell, and a tall man was against it.
Anyway, they were just following orders. I believe that as long as they don't hurt Yang Fan and Qianying elders come forward, the Thai Emperor Holy Land will not be too harsh on them.
"His Royal Highness Yang Fan, you are offended."
After accusing him of the crime, a group of guards, under the leadership of the middle-level eighth-level top-level domain god, approached Yang Fan in strides.
"This Yang Fan will suffer!"
"Although there will be no life-threatening, but this face is lost!"
"But who is so strange about this? Who told him to be strong."
In all directions, many domain gods looked at Yang Fan with some pity, of course more, they were still joking. Sometimes human nature was so despicable, and they didn't dare to make the first move, and they didn't want others to be that hero.
No one is optimistic about Yang Fan. Although Yang Fan is known as the strongest newcomer in the history of the Thai Emperor’s Holy Land, he only has the top level 7 top-level domain power. In just one million years, even if he has improved, he has a rival quasi-level 8 top-level domain. The power of God is the limit.
On the other hand, his opponent not only has a middle-tier eighth top-level domain god, but also four major seventh-level top-level domain gods, supplemented by eighteen sixth-level top-level domain gods. This lineup is against the average top eighth-level top domain gods. , It's not that there is no fight, it is definitely not something that a newcomer like Yang Fan can contend.
"His Royal Highness Yang Fan, you must win!" Sui Ling mentioned her throat with a heart behind Yang Fan, her nails almost embedded in her skin, all her hopes were pinned on Yang Fan, once Yang Fan was defeated, and what was waiting for her, I couldn't even imagine.
at this time... ...
"Stubborn, die to this seat!"
There was a murderous flash in Yang Fan's eyes, and with a move of his right arm, a palm was directed at the group of guards to suppress it.
With this palm, Yang Fan did not use much power, but only mobilized a layer of inner world power. However, after being promoted to the realm of quasi-regional gods, how vast Yang Fan’s inner world is, compared to many lower half-step masters It is no less than the original power of the inner world alone can crush many top ninth-level domain gods, and Yang Fan’s terrifying flesh-shell power, with the breakthrough of cultivation base, has also soared a lot, almost able to match the eighth-level top level. Domain god.
With the blessing of the power of a layer of the world, the horror of this palm is no less inferior than some of the lower Tier 9 top-level domain gods.
In an instant, an extremely unknown omen swept the hearts of the guards.
"Ah~~~ how could this be?"
"This power, the ninth-level top-level domain god, you are the ninth-level top-level domain god."
"Ah~~~ Don’t, forgive me, my lord is forgive... We are just following orders to do things, and have no intention of offending your lord..."
"Rumble~~~"
The big hand descended from the sky, blasting a group of guards and protecting the enchantment with a force of destruction, and completely suppressed them.
"Ah~~~The town... is suppressed, and the guards of the Eighth Prince have been suppressed."
"Just now... what I heard just now, nine... the ninth-level top-level domain god, is this Yang Fan the ninth-level top-level domain god?"
"This... how is this possible? Millions of years have passed. Even if the Shenchi Tiangong is against the sky, it shouldn't be so perverted."
In all directions, many domain gods couldn't believe their eyes. In just a million years, they had jumped from the seventh-level top-level domain gods to the ninth-level top-level domain gods. How could there be such a thing in the world? The legendary gods Heavenly Palace, really want to be so against the sky, the Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand has long been flooded with ninth-level top-level domain gods.
And the eighth prince Yanchao was even more stunned, dumbfounded, and kept talking, impossible, this impossible...
One palm, just one palm suppressed all of his guards, the huge Youyuan Kingdom, I am afraid that his father and emperor have that ability.
However, how long his father had practiced, and how old Yang Fan was.
Even if he is the strongest newcomer in the history of the Thai Emperor, he shouldn't be so against the sky.
Unacceptable, really unacceptable.
at this time... ...
Yang Fan's gaze turned, his icy gaze fell on the eighth prince Yanchao, "It's your turn."
"Gurulu...no...no, does Yang Fan still want to kill the eighth prince?" In all directions, the bodies of the gods of the realm shook and swallowed hard, the eighth prince. As the core disciple of Emperor Yang Fantai’s holy land, Yu Yuan is different from those guards. If you kill it, you will be killed. The Royal Family of Ni Yuan can only admit that it is unlucky and dare not say a word, but the Eighth Prince Yu Yu is different. , That is the only grandson of Elder Qian Ying. If there is something good or bad, how can Elder Qian Ying give up.
Although Yang Fan has the cultivation base of the ninth-level top-level domain god, there is still a big gap with the top ninth-level top-level domain gods like the elders.
"Yang Fan, you... what do you want to do?"
Reaching Yang Fan's cold gaze, the Eighth Prince Yi Qiao finally came back to his senses, and a panic flashed in his eyes, said.
"Let you go, you don't have to go, now you don't have to go."
"No...No, Yang Fan, don't mess around, this king's grandfather is Elder Qian Ying, if you dare to touch this king's hair, my grandfather will not let you go..."
"This is your last words, then you go on the road!"
Yang Fan sneered, and a deep disdain flashed in his eyes. Today, he doesn't even look at the top half-step masters like Dou Zhan Palace Master, and also the Holy Master of Thailand and the Supreme Masters, can let him He was jealous. It was ridiculous that an elder who was not even a half-step master wanted to threaten him.
at this time... ...
"Who, dare to do it on my holy light!"
A loud shout sounded from outside the banquet hall.
Next second...
A team of a hundred people guarded by the holy light swarmed in from outside the hall.
The last time it was Tier 5 top-level domain gods, Tier 6 top-level domain gods, ten people, and the leader, or a seventh-tier top-level domain god, combined into a battle formation, enough to rival some top-tier 7 top-level domain gods.
"This king is the eighth prince, save me, save me quickly..."
When I saw the holy light guards, he immediately screamed for help as if he had found a savior, but he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, he obviously forgot, even his guards were easily suppressed by Yang Fan, and this A team of holy light guards is not as good as his guards, to save him, it is simply to deliver food.
"Ah~~~ It's the Eighth Prince..."
The faces of the guards of the Holy Light changed, and an unknown omen swept through their hearts. It seemed that they and others were involved in a major event.
"What? You have to intervene too?"
The holy light guards were entangled for a while, and they wanted to say no, but the forces behind the Eighth Prince Boss were also not something they could offend. If they watched the Eighth Prince Boss accident in front of them, then you, the Great Emperor. , And even that Elder Qian Ying will let them go
At this moment, the remorse in the hearts of the holy light guards, they are okay, what are you doing here, it's good now, let yourself be pushed in.
"Misunderstanding, Your Majesty Yang Fan, all this is a misunderstanding, your personal grievances with His Highness the Eighth Prince, how dare I intervene in the Holy Light Guard..." An anxious voice came from outside, and then I saw a figure dressed in silver. The eighth-level top-level domain god of A, came quickly.
No one else, it was Gengaki, the head of the Holy Light Guard Corps.
As he spoke, Yuanyuan glared at the holy light guards under him, "Things without eyesight, don't get out of here."
I'm paralyzed, why are all stupid things under my own hand, Yang Fan, that has the power of the ninth-level top-level domain god, that is, the power of their entire Holy Light Guardian thousand people, is far from his opponent, let alone , He is still the core disciple of the Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand. Does this kind of big man's matter enable us to intervene
Yang Fan looked at Yuanyuan coldly, but didn't continue to embarrass them.
Speaking of which, they are also their responsibilities.
Next second...
Yang Fan turned his eyes and looked at the eighth princes. "Okay, it's time to get you on the road."
"Yang Fan, you really think that this king is good for bullying. You forced me to do all this. You forced me..." A flash of madness flashed in the eyes of the eighth prince, and he quickly crushed it. A rune.
"Boom~~~"
In an instant, a terrifying coercion comparable to the middle-tier ninth-level top-level domain god rose up and filled the entire banquet hall.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
In addition to the Sui Ling guarded by Yang Fan, there are also a few high-level top-level domain gods that can barely support, and the other domain gods are all crushed to the ground.
"Om~~~"
The void was twisted.
An old man dressed in a blue robe with a childlike face appeared beside the Eighth Prince.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Screamed.
The blue-robed old man is no one else, but the grandfather of the Eighth Prince, Qian Ying.
To be precise, it was the body of Elder Qian Ying.
And this is also the last life-saving means of the Eight Princes, the killer.
"Hs... It turns out to be Elder Qian Ying, Yang Fan, this time, I am afraid it will be over." The surrounding gods took a breath, and with the power of Elder Qian Ying, even if it was just a body, it was not. The ordinary ninth-tier top-level domain god is comparable, and the elder Qian Ying is the only grandson of the eighth prince who is notoriously spoiled.
Even if it is for the same purpose, Yang Fan will not really kill Yang Fan, and Yang Fan will have to peel off the skin.
"Xiao Chu Sheng, shut up, and did not apologize to His Royal Highness Yang Fan. Your Majesty, what has this young chu born offended His Highness? Please also look at it for the sake of the old man, forgiving Xiao Chu's life this time."
"Wh... what? Aw... I apologized, Elder Qian Ying actually apologized, this... how is this possible? I didn't see a fake Elder Qian Ying, right? ?"