C336 That's All You Got
C336 That's All You Got
On the arena.
Yang Fann and the Crown Prince, Ying Zheng, were separated by dozens of feet. They were facing each other from afar and were about to fight!
Ying Zheng stood on the spot and stood up straight. He wore a Five-clawed Golden Dragon robe and looked extremely majestic. He looked like a statue that had been standing there since ancient times. He was extremely proud of himself. He was so high and mighty that he looked like he was standing on top of the statue from top to bottom. He was brimming with a noble temperament that was above all life. He also had a peerless swordsman standing on the top of the mountains. The loneliness of the cold at the top.
The Emperor-based Divine Weapon at his waist, Ling Xiao, had yet to be unsheathed. However, his aura was like a Supreme Divine Sword that had been unsheathed. It was sharp and sharp, as if he wanted to pierce a hole in the sky!
Around him, one could vaguely see the peerless swordsmen with sword intent, Ling Yun, praying and worshipping him. Hello, him! Like the emperor of the sword! He was like a True God of the Sword Dao, high and mighty, revered and worshipped by billions of sword cultivators!!
"Yang Fann, I have to admit that your talent is the only one I have ever seen in my life. With your peerless talent, you will be able to break through to the Supreme King Stage in the future. It's not impossible for you to step onto the path of Most Powerful Emperor. . . " At this moment, Crown Prince Ying Zheng seemed to have calmed all the negative emotions in his heart. His voice was calm and cold. He didn't have a trace of anger in his voice. He was so high and mighty at the same time. He looked like a god looking down at the world, "It's a pity that you don't have the chance. Meeting me will be the biggest tragedy of your life. Ten years of time is not easy to make up for. Next year will be your death anniversary! "
" Hahaha. . . Liu Xiu is like this, Lv Zhan is like this. . . You, Ying Zheng, are like this again. You are long-winded. You talk a lot of nonsense, you are nothing more than trying to break my will and spirit. Unfortunately, this move has no effect on me. . . " Yang Fann laughed loudly. His voice was filled with disdain and contempt. "Ten years of time isn't something that can be easily made up for? That's only for trash like you, a true genius. You won't be restricted by time. Today. . . I will let you know what a true Monster Genius is! He is the number one youth in the South Mountain Domain! Pah! "
" What a good Yang Fann! He is truly worthy of his reputation as a madman. The only person who dares to speak to Crown Prince Ying Zheng in such a way is Yang Fann! " Countless Spectator sighed with emotion. Many young martial artist looked at Yang Fann as if they were looking at the divine being in their hearts.
"Good! Good! Good! Yang Fann, I have to say that you have successfully infuriated me. Today, you will pay a painful price for what you just said!" Crown Prince Ying Zheng's facial expression didn't change much, but those who were familiar with him knew that. . . This is the prelude to its eruption, like the calm before the storm!
The next moment. . .
Crown Prince Ying Zheng grabbed the hilt of his sword with his right hand, "Yang Fann, if you can die under my Soaring Cloud Sword, you will be able to rest in peace in the underworld!"
"Clang!"
The Imperial Divine Weapon, Soaring Cloud Sword, was unsheathed. In an instant, a shocking sword intent soared into the sky like a great river, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky. Even the sky seemed to be crushed into pieces in an instant!
"Rumble!" "Rumble, rumble, rumble!" Rumble!" . . .
Horrifying Sword Qi that could kill High Level Martial Ancestor warriors burst out from every pore on Crown Prince Ying Zheng's body. This Sword Qi was terrifying! It was extremely sharp, it could cut through everything in the world!
At this moment, if any martial artist came within thirty feet of him, even if it was some First Layer Suppress Martial Lord, without the protection of a defensive heavenly weapon, they would be cut into pieces by the endless Sword Qi in a matter of minutes. It was terrifying! Incomparably terrifying!
"Yang Fann, accept your death!"
In the next moment. . .
"Rumble!!"
Crown Prince Ying Zheng thrust his sword forward. It was as fast as lightning, as if it had transcended the thoughts of the world. It was impossible to guard against it. It contained the boundless will of heaven and earth, as if the entire world was going to kill Yang Fann!
Emperors were commonly known as the Son of Heaven. The Son of Heaven, the Emperor Sword, and also the Son of Heaven Sword, enforcing the law on behalf of the heavens. His intent was the will of the Heavenly Dao!!
"Hiss! What a terrifying sword strike! It can't be blocked! It can't be blocked! Even that Third Empyrean Martial Lord will be killed by it! This is a sure-kill sword strike, a sword strike of death!!"
In the blink of an eye.
"How dare you use such an insignificant skill to embarrass yourself!!!" Yang Fann shouted coldly, his voice full of disdain, "Black Iron Battle Body, unleash all of your power!!"
"Rumble!!"
Endless silver radiance burst out from Yang Fann's body and covered the entire arena. The aura around his body increased crazily and steadily. In an instant, he turned into a nearly twenty feet tall Triton. He looked like an ancient god that had descended to the world. He pointed his finger at the sky and stepped on the ground, covering the sky and covering the sun!
"true meaning of Destruction, attack!"
"Rumble!"
A terrifying aura that caused everyone in the world to tremble in despair spread out from the depths of their souls. Several zhang tall Demonic God Phantoms appeared behind Yang Fann's back. It was as if the destructive Devil God had descended into the world, destroying the heavens and earth, destroying the three thousand great worlds!
"Break for me!"
Yang Fann didn't use any martial skill Killing Technique in this punch. It was just a direct punch, but with the enhancement of the Tenth Grade Huge Perfection Destruction true meaning, the power contained in this punch was far beyond the power of a million Vital Spirit. Wherever the power went, everything, including the space, light and Voids, would be turned into powder!
"Bang!"
The Brilliant Sword Light was completely shattered into pieces, turning into bits and pieces, and finally, it was completely destroyed in the heaven and earth.
"Ying Zheng, show me your true ability! Otherwise, the next punch will be the moment of your death!" Yang Fann frowned. A hint of displeasure could be seen on his face. Although the sword strike was powerful, However, it was at most a full-force attack from a Fourth Layer Martial Lord. If this was all the Crown Prince Ying Zheng had, Let alone defeating Warlord and Meng Yi with just three strikes, it was still possible for him to remain undefeated. It was still a big mystery!
"Yang Fann, since you are in such a hurry to die, I will grant your wish!" The crown prince, Ying Zheng, raised his brows and revealed a ruthless expression, "Die, Myriad Sword Technique!"
"Rumble!!"
A sword light slashed out explosively, and instantly split into two. Two split into four, four split into eight. . . Finally, it split into over ten thousand sword lights, and in a dense and dense manner, the swords were refined into threads!!
Each sword beam contained the ultimate profundity of an emperor. It easily had the power to kill a First Layer Suppress Martial Lord. Thousands of sword lights trembled, and the sound of swords roaring resounded throughout the world. This wasn't the end. The sword light seemed to have a mind of its own. It was as if numerous world-shaking sword cultivators had combined to form a mysterious sword formation. They charged at Yang Fann!
In an instant, the power of the sword formation had doubled. It could easily tear apart the sky and destroy all ages. With just a slight trace of the Sword Qi's lingering aura, it had crushed the surrounding space into pieces.
With just a thought, there was a will to kill the fabricated and return to the real world. The surrounding space was covered by the terrifying sword formation. At this moment, Yang Fann had no other choice but to face it head on!
"This is the sword attack. I wonder if Yang Fann can withstand Your Highness's ultimate sword attack!" A trace of fear flashed across Meng Yi's eyes. He was defeated by this ultimate sword strike. If it wasn't for the fact that Crown Prince Ying Zheng showed mercy at the end, he would have been crushed into pieces by the dense sword light.
"Humph! So what if it's a sword formation? Everything is just an illusion in front of absolute power!" Sen smiled coldly. Yang Fann unleashed the Godly Fist of Sun. No matter how profound your sword formation is, I will break it with just one strike!
"Yang Fann's punch was comparable to when he fought Lv Zhan. He's more than twice as strong. Could he have been hiding it before?" In Heterospatial Space. . . The Martial Lord Ancestor were all shocked, "I. . . What kind of monster has appeared in our South Mountain Domain this time? Heaven defying! It's going to be heaven defying! "
In fact, all of the old ancestors were wrong. It wasn't that Yang Fann was hiding something. It was because he had made a breakthrough at the last minute, Yang Fann's Godly Fist of the Sun. He had already stepped into the Great Perfection Stage with one foot, and in the battle with Lv Zhan, he had already broken through to the Great Perfection Stage. Breaking through to the Great Perfection Stage was a matter of course. In an instant, the power of this killing move had increased by more than double. The power contained within it had already exceeded 20 million Power Of True Essences. This was an attack that could destroy the ages. It could easily destroy the world. It could destroy the stars and slaughter the immortals and gods. It could sweep across the universe, wherever the power went. . . Everything he had was destroyed, turning into the most primitive nothingness. It was as if it did not exist in the world at all.
In less than a breath's time.
"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!" "Puchi!" . . .
Ten thousand rays of sword light were shattered into pieces. The limit of his strength was enough to break through ten thousand techniques in one go. This was not a lie!
"Ying Zheng, it seems like you are just so-so!" Yang Fann was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he looked down at Ying Zheng from above. His voice was so high and mighty, like a supreme god announcing the fate of the world, "If you don't have any other means, you can die!"
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