The Eighth Prince looked at Ye Xiwen in shock and anger. Unexpectedly, in the situation of two killing one, Ye Xiwen would actually turn the tables.
setting sun!
Slanting wind!
Blood!
Broken bones!
All of this creates a sad scene on this site.
Ye Xiwen was not in a hurry to take action, and was constantly mobilizing the Tianhuang Regeneration Technique to regain his strength and take advantage of this moment to regain some power.
Everyone only saw Ye Xiwen's bravery and diligence, seemingly invincible, but no one saw that Ye Xiwen's injury was actually very serious.
Whether it is the Eighth Prince or Wan Chengyao, their strength is far superior to him. He just relies on the Overlord Golden Body and the Heavenly Phoenix Regeneration Technique.
But these two things are not omnipotent!
In order to kill Wan Chengyao just now, Ye Xiwen accumulated a lot of bruises in his body, which also needed the Sky Phoenix Regeneration Technique to repair. Ye Xiwen knew that the Sky Phoenix Regeneration Technique was very effective, but the consumption was not that high, but now he There is simply no choice, this is the only thing he can choose!
In addition, there is no way to kill two enemies at the same time.
The Eighth Prince was stunned for a while, giving Ye Xiwen a chance to breathe.
Ye Xiwen calmed down his breathing, looked at the Eighth Prince coldly, and said, "You must have never expected that I will send you on your way today!"
"Hahahahaha!" The Eighth Prince laughed coldly. He was not intimidated by Ye Xiwen and shouted: "Kill! Today I want your head to sacrifice the flag."
The Eighth Prince roared angrily, and the spear in his hand pierced forward like a dragon, piercing the heaven and the earth. The spear's light was as bright as a star, and it instantly attacked Ye Xiwen.
The Eighth Prince was not discouraged. He was much more tenacious than Wan Chengyao and had already made a desperate move. Next to him, Muling was already at the eighth level of the True Dao, which was enough to be considered a strong opponent for him. If he could not kill Ye Xiwen, he would no longer be able to kill him today. No way to escape.
There is no other way out!
Ye Xiwen tore out the golden light from his hands, directly tore away the gun light, and blasted out the terrifying golden palm power with one palm, sweeping across the sky towards the Eighth Prince.
"Poof!" The Eighth Prince spurted out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back. Ye Xiwen's power became more and more terrifying.
Although the Sky Phoenix Regeneration Technique consumes essence, the recovery speed is astonishingly fast. In just a few breaths, Ye Xiwen had already returned to his peak state, and the eighth prince was hit by Ye Xiwen twice in a row. Injured, and finally nailed to the ground by Ye Xiwen, it was not only a shame, but also seriously injured the Eighth Prince. In other words, the Eighth Prince was not in peak condition now, and was not even in good condition.
But Ye Xiwen was at his peak. Although he was exchanging life essence, Ye Xiwen was indeed at his peak.
In Ye Xiwen's hands, the Sky Phoenix Regeneration Technique has been brought to its fullest potential.
Incredibly powerful!
Ye Xiwen's energy and spirit have climbed to the peak, his golden divinity is surging, and his blood is boiling.
Although the Eighth Prince kept roaring and using various secret techniques, he was still defeated by Ye Xiwen's fleshy palms.
In the face of the absolute strength gap, any secret technique is just a cloud.
The injured eighth prince was even more unlikely to be Ye Xiwen's opponent.
Ye Xiwen's attack speed is getting faster and faster. Ye Xiwen, who has the Sky Phoenix Regeneration Technique, always maintains his peak condition and keeps attacking!
"Bang!"
The Eighth Prince was blown away, and a terrifying force acted on him.
Ye Xiwen was fearless at all, brave and diligent, and struck unscrupulously. Once injured, he could regenerate with the Sky Phoenix Regeneration Technique, and the recovery speed was far beyond ordinary people's imagination. However, the Eighth Prince could not do the same thing.
Once injured, his combat effectiveness would begin to wane, and by the time he got to the back, he was completely suppressed and beaten by Ye Xiwen.
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw it. The eighth prince, who was originally extremely fierce, was actually beaten to pieces and had no power to fight back at all.
"Kacha!"
"Kacha!"
"Kacha!"
All the bones in the Eighth Prince's body were broken, and blood dripped to the ground.
Everyone is looking at each other, is this going to end
"Bang!" The Eighth Prince was kicked away by Ye Xiwen, knocking down a mountain in the distance. Ye Xiwen chased after him and pinched the Eighth Prince's neck with a slap.
"You will die today, no one can save you!" Ye Xiwen said coldly.
"Wait a minute!" A loud shout came from the horizon, and a man in civilian clothes, about twenty years old, came across the sky.
Ye Xiwen suddenly became nervous and shouted: "Who are you?"
"Di Chen!" the man said proudly.
"Why, are you going to fight me too?" Ye Xiwen was calm and steady, but his heart was full of vigilance. A wave of magic circles appeared on his hand, firmly sealing all the power of the Eighth Prince. .
At the same time, he also mobilized the Heavenly Phoenix Regeneration Technique to continuously recover from his injuries.
"It's easier to let him go!" That's what Di Chen said.
"That's impossible!" Ye Xiwen said, finally forcing him to a dead end again, how could he let him go.
"How dare you go against my words!" Di Chen said coldly.
"Hmph!" Ye Xiwen said nothing, but tightened his grip on the eighth prince's neck, like an iron hoop.
"Ye Xiwen!" A peaceful voice came from afar, and Ye Xiwen saw that it was Taoist Priest Qingxu.
Qingxu stepped forward in the sky, like an immortal in the sky, with an air of immortality.
"Qingxu, are you helping him too?" Ye Xiwen narrowed his eyes and said with a somewhat unkind tone. Ye Xiwen was filled with disgust for these people who appeared one by one.
"If possible, let it be easier to let the Eighth Prince go!" Qingxu sighed and said with some embarrassment, "It's rare to find some geniuses in the Southeast Region. If you can save one of them, it's worth it!"
"Hey!" Ye Xiwen got angry, sneered, and said: "Now that I have come out to be a peacemaker, why did I go there earlier? When they used this method to force me to show up and surround me, you guys Where are you, now I want to give you some high-sounding reasons!"
"Because you were not qualified at that time!" Di Chen said coldly, but it was taken for granted. Indeed, before this war started, who would have thought that Ye Xiwen would have such terrifying combat power, even though he was a well-known figure , but compared with the impression of the Eighth Prince and others in everyone's mind, it is still far behind, or it is not at the same level at all.
Ye Xiwen sneered. This is also part of the law of the strong in this world. Only strong people and geniuses will receive special attention from others, and ordinary people simply cannot receive such treatment. Therefore, before, knowing that the Eighth Prince and Wan Cheng Even if Yao wants to surround and kill him, these people will not care because they are both geniuses and strong men. This reason is cruel, but it is true.
"Hey, Ye Xiwen, these things are very complicated, including the battle between the Southeast Territory and the Outer Territory. I hope you can be merciful and let him have a way out!" Qingxu sighed and said.
"Impossible!" Ye Xiwen shook his head, "I don't know about the fight outside the territory. I only know that he is a poisonous snake. If he cannot be killed in time, he will only be in trouble in the future!"
"And you, you want me to let him go, you are not qualified!" Ye Xiwen coldly returned what Di Chen said just now, holding the Eighth Prince's immobile body in his hand, he suddenly smashed it towards Shi Feng. Go in.
Half of the stone peak was smashed, and the Eighth Prince was directly pressed to death by Ye Xiwen and died.
"You are looking for death, do you think I won't kill you?" Di Chen's terrifying aura instantly enveloped Ye Xiwen, and he was extremely angry. No one had ever dared to disrespect him so much, and even dared to kill him in front of him. The person to protect.
Di Chen's aura was so powerful that he might have already entered the ninth level of the True Dao. Although he was still a little unstable, he would be much stronger than the Eighth Prince and others by then.
"Then let's try it!" Ye Xiwen responded tit for tat, not giving in at all. The divinity condensed into a divine garment on Ye Xiwen's body, causing Ye Xiwen's aura to explode instantly.
"Hey, since it's already like this, we won't say more!" Qingxu could feel Ye Xiwen's anger, but at this time, he was standing on the opposite side of Ye Xiwen, and was very embarrassed.
If they had stood up to mediate for Ye Xiwen before, it would have been easier to say something, but now when Ye Xiwen has the absolute upper hand, they came out and said that they would save talents for the Southeast Region. Such words should have been righteous words, but in this environment Underneath, it seems a bit self-deceiving.
Di Chen's eyes were like fire, staring at Ye Xiwen. He might get angry at any time. Ye Xiwen didn't dare to relax at all. This Di Chen was very strong, very strong, so he had to be more careful.
But the opponent was strong, which was no reason for Ye Xiwen to give in. He had to kill the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince's survival was too great a threat to him. How could he let go of this scourge because of some talent from the Southeast Region
The first thing he wants to do is to ensure his own safety. If he can't even guarantee his own safety, then competition in the Southeast Region is none of his business!
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the situation was reversed again. Who is this Di Chen? Almost no one knows about Di Chen. It seems that no one has heard of who Di Chen is since he came to the island.
On the contrary, War Eagle looked at Di Chen and Qingxu with some surprise, as if he knew what these two people looked like.
(To be continued)