Zitian was filled with purple light all over his body, every strand of his hair was glowing, the purple energy soared into the sky, and with a loud roar, the whole small world was shaking.
This punch is overwhelming, with the indomitable momentum of the young master of the Valley of the Gods, his aura pierces through Changhong, and he is dressed in purple. The fighting aura he exudes is like a surging sea.
Ye Fan is so brave, at his current state, he is not afraid of anyone from the Second Heaven of Sendai, and it is impossible for him to retreat.
This blow was earth-shattering, the two collided together and emitted a ray of light like the collapse of the starry sky. This place became the center of the storm and quickly spread to the surrounding fields.
A large amount of blood rained down, Zitian's hair was disheveled, his entire arm was dripping with blood, and his right fist was deformed, convulsing uncontrollably, and flew out.
With this shot down, everything came to fruition. His physical body was at an absolute disadvantage, his fist was almost shattered, and his facial features were distorted by the severe pain, leaving a large bloodstain.
There are always people who say how amazing the holy body is and how unparalleled the flesh shell is, but as the heir of the ancient royal family, he has always been conceited, and he has never seen such a physique, so he simply does not believe that someone can be compared with the royal family. Shi finally paid a painful price to appreciate this rigidity.
The physical body of the ancient royal family can't stop the body of the holy body. This is the most intuitive cognition of everyone, and the subconscious is even more frightened. Can the blood of the ancient emperor stop it
Ye Fan gained momentum and attacked fiercely, and after the Xingzi Jue was unfolded, it came to the front like a bolt of lightning, and it was still the king's seal, which was photographed like a golden cliff.
A drum sounded, dull like thunder, and a dragon skin drum appeared in Zi Tiandu's hand, and every time it was beaten, a piece of Dao light rushed out.
"boom!"
In the end, it was like overwhelming mountains and rivers, surging forward overwhelmingly, and endless purple waves rushed forward, blocking Ye Fan's way forward.
This is an ancient Tianyin, and Zitian blocked Ye Fan with mana and understanding of the Tao. It was enough for the flesh shell to collide once. He had already suffered a big loss, and he didn't want to let the other party get close again.
"Crack!"
His bones were crackling, the knuckles of his twisted right fist shifted, quickly grew back to its original shape, and returned to its peak state.
"Boom!", "Boom!"...
The sky drum vibrated like thousands of troops and horses galloping, and purple waves rushed towards Ye Fan. The sound of the drum shook the sky, and each strand could kill a master.
The purple sound wave seemed to shatter the will of heaven and earth, shaking Ye Fan dizzily. This is a terrible secret treasure with astonishing lethality.
The Dragon Skin Drum, which is based on the weapon of an ancient ancestor king, imitates the weapon refined. It is extremely powerful. Sometimes a sudden blow can directly destroy the opponent's primordial spirit and kill it in an instant.
In such a short distance, if it was not Ye Fan who was facing the sound of the drum, someone else would have died on the spot.
"Open it for me!"
Ye Fan's right hand held the king's seal, and his left hand turned into the overturning seal, breaking off all the Dao marks, and slapped towards the purple dragon skin drum, trying to penetrate it.
"Boom!"
The sound of the drum was dull, and Zi Tian let out his hostility, his eyes were like cold electricity, and he vibrated the drum vigorously, hitting thousands of sound waves, drowning the front.
And on its head, the ancient purple pagoda swayed for nine days, thunder burst, and thick purple air fell down, like thousands of purple swords slashing and killing Ye Fan.
"boom!"
Ye Fan's way forward was blocked, his mood was restless, his soul was unstable, and he was almost blown away by two ancient secret treasures, and his body shook for a while.
Next to them, Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, Xie Siyuan, etc. were all terrified, and they all flew away, somewhat expecting in their hearts, hoping that Zitian would win a big victory, after all, they had just criticized Ye Fan behind their backs, and he was afraid he had heard it.
The sound of the drum shook the sky, shattering the void around Ye Fan directly, and the purple sound waves roared, like thousands of troops trampling over, the horror was boundless.
"Om!"
Ye Fan yelled loudly and confronted Gu Yin with his mantra. This yell made the souls of all the monks in the whole small world tense, as if they had been punched hard.
One can imagine how terrifying the duel in the arena was. Behind Ye Fan, a demon god exactly like him appeared, and his magic power overwhelmed the heaven and earth, roaring to shatter the entire garden.
As soon as the Buddhist mantra came out, it was the same as the creation of heaven and earth. The earth, fire, feng shui rotated, and it was torn apart. A terrifying beam of light rushed into the purple air and hit the dragon skin drum.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang, this time the drum was not played by Zi Tiandu himself, but by Ye Fan, with the same divine energy as Wang Yang.
Zitian yelled loudly and trembled all over. The dragon skin drum was pierced by the sound of the word Om. This is a secret treasure, which is extremely powerful, and neither living fossils nor the supreme holy master can destroy it.
However, today it was shattered by Ye Fan's loud roar. This secret treasure has become history.
The mantra of the word "Om" was secreted by Ye Fan with the word Dou, and it became a holy sound suitable for him to operate. The power at this time can be seen. The remaining prestige hadn't dissipated yet, Zi Tiandu's body was shaking violently, cracks appeared one after another.
"What?!"
In the distance, everyone was taken aback. The Human Eucharist made people feel horrified. Just a loud roar caused the enemy to suffer heavy losses.
"puff!"
Zitian opened his mouth and coughed a mouthful of blood, the ancient pagoda on his head shook, and tens of thousands of purple air fell down, finally cutting off the aftermath of the sound of Om.
"Even my dragon skin drum was broken..." Zi Tian stepped back, staring blankly at the shattered drum in his hand, leaving only a corner of the dragon skin.
At the beginning, he tried everything and bombarded it with various weapons, but he didn't damage this weapon at all, but now it was shattered by someone's roar, how terrible is that
Wu Fei, the goddess of the Nanling Mountains, couldn't help touching her guzheng. She came into the Tao with the melody, and knew how terrible the divine music confrontation just now was, and she was shocked by Ye Fan's roar.
Chen Yuan, Xie Siyuan and the others also turned pale, and they couldn't help thinking about what would happen if they were in the battlefield...
"boom!"
Ye Fan was burning like a furnace, and the powerful aura was so strong that it made people unable to breathe. No matter how far he stood, he couldn't bear the palpitations.
The bright pearls in Nanling paled. It's not that they don't know Ye Fan is strong, but watching the battle in person at this time makes them even more horrified.
Not a single person did not retreat, even the many spectators who arrived later were also trembling, and retreated to the sky one by one.
"Is this the Eucharist?"
"It's him, who came here alone, and wants to take the life of the young master of the Valley of the Gods!"
…
People were shocked, how powerful the ancient royal family is, who is willing to provoke them now? Although Zitian is not as good as Huangxudao, Yuangu, and the emperor's son, and is not of the blood of the ancient emperor, it is still enough to intimidate the world. In the past ten years, he has shot several times, and all of them were earth-shattering. Some people guessed that he was about to kill him.
However, Ye Fan dared to kill him alone, such strength shocked everyone.
The sky and the earth are roaring!
Ye Fan pierced the sky with one hand, still did not use weapons, and only used one fist to fight towards Zitiandu. The place was submerged with golden fighting spirit and turned into a sea of boiling.
Zitian felt the great pressure, the person in front of him was too scary, could it be that he was not on the same level as Huang Xudao and others, possessing the same level of bloodline power
There was a thrill in his heart, and he realized for the first time that the human holy body was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
"boom!"
Zitian fought Ye Fan vigorously, the ancient pagoda on his head shook, and the sky was full of purple air rushing in all directions like a long river, and the void was like a broken painting, which could not be blocked.
"when!"
Ye Fan shook his purple pagoda with his fists, and used his flesh shell to fight for his avenue mana. Every punch carried a monstrous golden fighting spirit.
This was a world-shocking duel. In the blink of an eye, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and the garden had already been destroyed, which shocked everyone.
In this small world, there are all people of great background, there are many leaders, young and handsome and Nanling beauties are also quite a few, all of them are famous people, all of them are shocked.
"when!"
When the battle reached the 500th round, Ye Fan punched out six reincarnation punches, smashing the vacuum, cracking the top layer of the purple pagoda, and then exploded with a bang.
"What?!" Zitian was shocked, one floor of the five-story ancient pagoda was destroyed, which had a great impact on him.
This weapon was refined by an old man in the clan, and it cannot be shaken even by the true king. Its defense is amazing, even if people from the Second Heaven of Sendai touch the realm of the Seven Forbidden City, it cannot be destroyed at all.
However, the reality is surprising. Ye Fan shattered with just a pair of fists without using a weapon.
Gold's fighting spirit was like a sea, and it was submerged again. Zitian screamed, coughing up blood, and flew backwards with the four-story ancient tower.
"The ancient royal family is nothing more than that!"
Ye Fan said, walking like a golden god of war, in the immeasurable holy light, with immortal light blooming all over his body, sacred and solemn, people can't help but look up.
This blow dealt a huge blow to Zi Tiandu, almost destroying his belief in victory. Human Saint Physique smashed his ancient tower with only a pair of fists, making him terrified.
"Kill!" Zitian went crazy, at this point in the battle, there was no way out, even if he wanted to escape.
"Boom!" Ye Fan punched more violently. He was surrounded by immeasurable holy light, almost like a god. He fell from the sky and smashed the last four-story purple pagoda into dust.
"Ah..." Zi Tiandu screamed, and flew out obliquely, with strands of blood gushing out of his mouth. This time it was definitely a serious injury. The power of the holy body is so powerful that it can easily wipe out a mountain. Without the defense of the ancient tower, the impact just now was extremely powerful.
Ye Fan quickly surpassed the lightning, and followed without stopping, blasting out punch after punch, and the infinite holy light filled every inch of space in the world.
Zitian blocked it with both hands, and collapsed on the spot, even his chest almost exploded, his body was criss-crossed, covered with countless cracks, spurting blood.
"Do you still remember a young human named Dongfang Ye who killed them all, did you ever think of today?" Ye Fan said.
"Of course I remember, isn't it just that uncivilized savage? It was very hard to kill, but after all he was besieged at Falling Eagle Cliff, with blood splashing on the stone wall." A mouthful of blood was sprayed.
Falling off the Eagle Cliff, even the eagle will fall down if it lands on it, it is an ominous place, many strange things have happened, even the Taikoo people do not want to get close to it.
"An uncivilized savage, is this your evaluation?!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth, blood boiled all over his body, his upper body clothes exploded, and he shot with all his strength.
Zitian smiled cruelly, and said: "It's just a savage, so what if I kill him?" He knew that today probably would not end well, so he was desperate.
At this moment, Ye Fan had to swing his fist, crush all obstacles with invincible power, and trample this person under his feet, in order to clear up the grievances for the old man.
All kinds of weapons in the sky continued to collapse. Ye Fan was so mad that he found an opportunity to tear off Zitiandu's regenerated arms, bloody.
"boom!"
"ah… "
The next moment, Ye Fan dropped his foot from the sky, stepped out a big foot with overwhelming combat power, stepped on Zi Tiandu's chest, and landed vertically.
"puff!"
This is a bloody picture, Ye Fan stepped on the purple sky and fell, stomped his chest to pieces, kicked through it, and stepped on the ground.
"The ancient royal family is nothing more than that!" Ye Fan looked down at him with his hands behind his back, destroying all the confidence and dignity of Zitiandu.
Ye Fan made a decisive move, and please brothers also make a decisive move. You know that at critical moments, monthly support is needed.