C1037 And Then Fighting Cang He
C1037 And Then Fighting Cang He
Although everyone knew that this was just another way of putting it, not even the nine grand elders could say anything about it. After all, Cang He had completely admitted defeat. He could only blame his lack of skill and no one else.
"Alright! Second Highness still has a way. " Cang Jue and the other half Saints' eyes lit up, and they slowly sat down. This was a bloody battle, and the Azure Dragon Clan had already admitted defeat. So, it wouldn't be good for you old fellows to hold onto this matter for too long, right?
The next moment. . .
Cang Jue and the others turned their eyes and stared at Yang Fann who was standing on the stage. "Wuji brat, are you going to accept this battle or not?"
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The Sun, Moon, and Star factions.
"Cang He, you're shameless. "
"Third Brother, don't be impulsive. "
"That's right. Third Prince, you can't fall into Dogfish's trap. "
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Ri Jitian and the other three expert were shouting anxiously. Although Yang Fann had successfully defeated Cang Zhen, However, he still didn't think that he had the power to defeat Cang He. Three million years ago, Cang He had fought a Late Semi-saint for three days and three nights without a winner. Although the Half Saint expert had slightly gone easy on him during this period, it could also be seen how powerful Cang He was. At that time, his combat strength was definitely infinitely close to a Late Semi-saint. After three million years of hard work, Cang He's current combat strength. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *
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On the arena.
Yang Fann looked at Cang He coldly, "You said challenge? I have to fight with you. Who do you think you are?"
Hearing this, although the expert who was watching the show was disappointed, it was understandable. Cang He was not Cang Zhen, but he was twenty million years older than Xing Wuji. If he did not accept the challenge, the world would not be able to say anything about him.
However, no one noticed the burning desire and greed in the depths of Yang Fann's eyes. Cang He's Strength of Original Life was more than ten times stronger than Cang Zhen's Strength of Original Life. It was definitely a fat piece of meat. If he could absorb and refine it, it would at least allow his Pure Strength Of Body to increase by a hundred Power of Semi-saint.
Since he had delivered himself to his doorstep, there was no reason for him to reject him.
However, he couldn't agree so easily. After all, he was playing Xing Wuji right now.
If he agreed so readily, it would only arouse the suspicion of others.
"Xing Wuji, don't tell me you don't dare to fight me?" Cang He raised his eyebrows and provoked him.
"Hahaha. . . I'm dying of laughter. Cang He, don't you know how to blush when you say that? How old are you? How old am I? " Yang Fann burst into laughter as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
Even with Cang He's shamelessness, he couldn't help but blush a little when he heard this. It was just that the grudge of killing his brother was irreconcilable and couldn't be avoided. At this moment, he could only ignore Yang Fann's words.
"Xing Wuji, cut the crap. Are you going to accept this challenge or not?"
"Cang He, if you have the guts, ask the elders to seal your cultivation base to the same level as mine. I will definitely beat you until your mother doesn't recognize you. " A hint of ridicule flashed across Yang Fann's eyes.
"Hahaha. . . Third Brother is right. Cang He, if you have the guts, ask the elders to seal your cultivation base. Otherwise, don't blindly compare yourself with them. "
"Cang He, why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you want to challenge them? Why didn't you ask the elders to seal your cultivation base? "
" If you didn't live twenty million more years than Third Prince, you would be worthy to compete with my prince. "
"With the same cultivation base, my prince will torture you like a dog. "
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Listening to the sarcastic remarks of the three clans, Cang He was infuriated. One Buddha was born, and two Buddha were born. He almost went all out and sealed his cultivation base just because he said so. I'm not afraid of you. It's just that the words are about to come out of my mouth. However, he swallowed his words. If he really sealed his cultivation base to Holy Lord's early stage. . . Even if his understanding of the Tao of Law remained unchanged, his combat strength. . . He would only barely be slightly stronger than an ordinary Primary Semi-sage. Even with the Death Dragon Spear in his hand. . . Third Brother, whose combat strength was comparable to a middle Semi-saint, wasn't a match for Xing Wuji's three punches, let alone him. He was afraid that if he couldn't even block two punches, he would lose his life.
Could it be that he was going to give up just like that?
No, Third Brother couldn't die in vain, and his dragon body couldn't allow Little Brute to blaspheme him.
"Taking a deep breath, Cang He suppressed the anger in his heart.
In the next moment. . .
With a flip of his hand, a fist-sized bright silver crystal appeared in his hand. The starlight was bright, like the purest star, moving one's soul.
"Ah, it's the Star-source Crystal!"
"It's still such a big Star-source Crystal, Guru. . . "
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In all directions, countless alien expert cried out in alarm, and his eyes were filled with blazing Heat Lights. One should know that ordinary Star Source Stones were worth a Low-grade Quasi-Saint Tool, and the Star-source Crystal was the crystal of the Star Source Stone, which was worth millions of times more than the Star Source Stone. Usually, a Star-source Crystal could only be produced from a million stars, and it was only the size of a human fist.
The value of such a large Star-source Crystal was likely not inferior to a top-tier Quasi-Saint Tool.
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Cang He paused for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "Yang Fann, as long as you agree to accept my challenge, this Star-source Crystal will be yours. "
"I never thought that this long worm would have such a good thing. " Greed flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. The energy within this Star-source Crystal was so vast that it was even greater than a Peak Semi-saint. If he could devour it and refine it, even if he couldn't immediately attain the Nine Stars Great Saint, he wouldn't be much weaker.
After four years of bitter cultivation, he had absorbed and absorbed nearly 40 million rare grade Immortal Crystals. Yang Fann had successfully broken through to the Half-step Nine Stars Great Saint, but he was still far from breaking through.
If he relied solely on the high grade Immortal Crystals and cultivated them step by step, he might not be able to break through even after ten years of hard work.
Moreover, a treasure like the Star-source Crystal had even more miraculous effects on the Starlight Clan. Such a large Star-source Crystal was sufficient to allow the cultivation of any half-step Saint of the Starlight Clan to advance greatly. With him, there would be a reasonable explanation for him in the competition for the quota of the Ancestral Land nine years later, even if he were to erupt with an even greater combat strength.
It was truly killing two birds with one stone.
However, Yang Fann said with a cold smile on his face, "You want me to fight you with just a Star-source Crystal? Cang He, don't you think too highly of yourself?"
"Hu. . . " Hearing this, Ri Jitian and the others all heaved a sigh of relief. They were deeply afraid that Yang Fann would not be able to withstand the temptation and agree to Cang He's challenge.
Such a huge Star-source Crystal's temptation to the Starlight Clan, even if it was a saint weapon, it wouldn't be much different.
However, although the treasure was good, one had to have the life to use it.
"Little Brute, what a big appetite. " Cang He cursed in his heart. He wasn't too angry. Instead, he was secretly delighted. He wasn't afraid that Yang Fann would have a big appetite, but he was afraid that Yang Fann wouldn't be moved at all.
So what if the treasure was given to him? As long as he killed Little Brute, these things would still belong to him, and he would keep them in Little Brute's hands.
With a thought, Cang He flipped his hand, and another two-handed sword that was as black as ink appeared in his hand.
"How about this Despair Devil Sword as well?"
"What? Despair Devil Sword?"
"Could it be the sword of the Human Race's Despair Devil Lord - Despair Devil Sword?"
" I never thought that this Divine Sword would fall into Cang He's hands. "
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The expressions of all the elders of the Half Saint realm changed. The strongest Half Saint of the human race in the Ancient Era, the Demon Master of Despair, was holding a supreme-grade Quasi-Saint Tool, the Despair Devil Sword. He had killed all nine of their royal families, and finally, he was killed by one of the foreign race's Saints, the Qing Xuan Saint.
"It's barely passable. " Yang Fann nodded his head lazily. The fire had almost reached its limit, so he continued to push forward. Cang He probably could not bring out anything good. After all, he was the second highness of Azure Dragon Clan, not Holy Son Of The Azure Dragon, and not Lord Of The Azure Dragon. "Give me the thing. I will accept this battle. "
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