Chapter 215

Perhaps it is not difficult for the eighth prince at his peak to kill Ye Xiwen, but he is too conceited and chooses to fight ye Xiwen in the realm of small perfection of Zhendao, which is a fatal mistake.

Everyone was very nervous. Either of them was enough to sweep the small perfection realm of Zhendao. They were all terrible young heroes. Now they are right.

"I think you're dying!" The eighth prince said with a gloomy look that the repeated mistakes made by Ye Xiwen were his biggest mistake, and he himself was pained by this mistake.

The expedition between each generation is extremely cruel, as everyone knows, but each generation can only talk about a few people to the top, become the power holder who controls several major forces and affect the country for thousands of years.

These two people who could have avoided fighting, at least not so early, collided in advance because of the ambition of the eighth prince.

Ye Xiwen's combat effectiveness is so terrible that he can suppress the eighth prince.

The eighth Prince's spear trembled. Every time it trembled, it took a sense of overlord, as if it were the king of the world. The sun, moon and stars in the sky should revolve around him.

Every blade of Ye Xiwen seems to open up the world and break the world.

The fight between the two is like a terrible collision between two planets. The afterwaves of explosion are everywhere, and the whole border is about to collapse.

Many disciples took a breath of the air conditioner and couldn't relax for a long time. Either of them can be called the supreme figure of the younger generation.

Especially those true disciples, who are true disciples, are frustrated to see such a scene. Of course, they are elites and talents in the Yiyuan sect and big figures in the Yiyuan sect. However, when they compare themselves with them, they have a feeling of falling to the ground. No one of them can carry out such a battle.

The difference in strength is too far.

This in itself is not a battle that must decide the outcome. Just kill the vast majority of their peers. They could have avoided fighting, but now they must fight to the end.

The eighth Prince has the ambition of dominating the world. Yes, they have to meet directly.

"Ah!" The eighth Prince roared in the sky. In fact, terrible waves were washing in the sky, and the long gun in his hand was powerful.

The eight Prince's original feeling of being superior has completely disappeared, and the rest is only boundless murderous and domineering. His tall body looked like a mountain, crazy and empty, and rushed towards Ye Xiwen.

But he failed to kill Ye Xiwen and was blocked by Ye Xiwen.

The eight princes are also unparalleled in hegemony. Even if they have been completely pushed down by Ye Xiwen, he has no hesitation at all. He suddenly attacked and attacked, and there is no sign of going back to defense at all.

Unparalleled courage!

"Is it going to be decided soon? I didn't expect the eight princes to break their halberds and sink sand here!"

"What's strange about this? Ye Xiwen is too strong. See his performance. The fifth largest Pro disciple is absolutely worthy of his name!"

"The eight princes deserve it. They actually want to take ye Xiwen as a stepping stone for his expedition in the world. They dare to be so arrogant after the leader speaks. It's clear that they don't pay attention to our yiyuanzong!"

All the disciples felt that the victory and defeat should have been divided.

Ye Xiwen's expression became more and more cold, and his fight became more and more handy. One after another, he completely suppressed the eighth prince.

"Ah!" The eighth Prince roared again and again. He shot through the sky and stabbed Ye Xiwen. The endless divine light was like a small sun.

"The battle of trapped animals!" Ye Xiwen sneered, slapped it fiercely, turned it into dragon claws, and grabbed it at the tip of the gun.

"Boom!" The terrible air wave wiped out the atoms.

Ye Xiwen grabbed the tip of the gun and couldn't get in at all.

Ye Xiwen's hands turned into a pair of dragon claws and spread them across the sky to suppress all things.

The eighth Prince's face finally showed a look of panic. For many years, he had never felt completely inferior. He was restrained by Ye Xiwen everywhere. There was a feeling of trapped animals. No matter what he did, it was difficult to escape Ye Xiwen's attack.

Ye Xiwen turned his other palm into a dragon tail and swept it out, and the Dragon waved its tail.

The eighth Prince couldn't dodge and was swept out by Sheng Sheng. He took off his long gun and flew out for hundreds of miles. Then he stopped and fell down. He didn't know how many bones had been broken. His clothes were ragged and his hair was scattered. Where was the heroic posture of sweeping the world and dominating the universe before? There was only an embarrassing situation left.

But this is not over. Before the eighth Prince calmed down, a long gun pierced the world and stabbed the eighth prince in front of him in an instant.

The eighth prince was stabbed into his body without any preparation at all.

"Boom!" The eighth prince was nailed into a mountain by his own long gun. Half of the mountain was cut off, and its strength was completely unimaginable.

The eighth prince was still struggling, roaring and smashing one-third of the mountain with one palm, but then there were terrible seals on the long gun, which sealed his strength in an instant.

Ye Xiwen crossed the sky and came to the eighth prince. He looked at the eighth Prince lightly and said, "just because you still want to kill me, I said, in the same realm, I kill you like slaughtering chickens and dogs. Don't treat yourself too much as a character!"

"Do you dare to fight with me fairly? After being sealed by your elders, I can't show all my strength!" The eighth Prince shouted, still full of murderous spirit in his eyes, and did not slow down because of the defeat.

"Fair, don't you think it's ridiculous? You're far higher than me and want to kill me. Now you still want to be fair!" Ye Xiwen sneered. The posture of the hero was really different. As long as he could achieve his goal, he was willing to say and do anything.

The eighth prince was furious, but he couldn't help it. Now his whole body's skills were blocked and he couldn't move at all.

"This is the end of your battle in this life. Wait for the next life!" Ye Xiwen sneered and danced with the long knife in his hand.

All the disciples around exclaimed in surprise that ye Xiwen could defeat the eighth prince. If ye Xiwen also killed the eighth prince, I'm afraid it would really stir the whole country of greater Yue.

The eighth prince came with full confidence. Even if he suppressed his kung fu and fought with Ye Xiwen in the same realm, he was still completely suppressed by Ye Xiwen. The eighth prince was defeated in this battle, and he was defeated miserably. Being defeated in the same realm is a terrible thing for a martial artist who wants to be invincible.

This is also why several young experts try to avoid fighting. Even if they do, they try to avoid the decisive battle of life and death. Qi Fanfan and others try to avoid fighting, because for the failed party, the invincible heart is broken, just like a person's spine is broken, and they can't find that state again.

The eight princes who swept the invincible eight princes and intended to unify the great Yue country were defeated by Ye Xiwen with unquestionable terrible strength.

"I disagree!" The eighth Prince shouted to himself, but the fear in Ye Xiwen's eyes was deeper. The invincible heart cast by invincible achievements was not terrible. If you want to break it, you just have to defeat him. The really terrible thing was the indomitable man.

Just like Liu Bang and Xiang Yu who fought between Chu and Han, Liu Bang failed a thousand times and ten thousand times. As long as he succeeded once, he would succeed. Xiang Yu succeeded a thousand times and ten thousand times, but as long as he failed once, he would fail completely.

Ye Xiwen doesn't want to let go of such an arrogant posture, who is still hostile to himself.

"Stop!" A loud drink came from outside the border. A big hand tore a crack from the void and grabbed it at the eighth prince.

Ye Xiwen snorted coldly. I don't know. It should be the master who came with the eighth prince.

Ye Xiwen immediately grabbed the body of the eighth prince, crossed the sky and avoided this big hand.

"What do you want?" Ye Xiwen said coldly looking at the void.

"Young man, this competition can be over!" Said the old voice.

The figure of a thin old man loomed in the void.

"Competition? Do you think this is really just a competition?" Ye Xiwen sneered.

"You have won this time. It's the so-called forgiving and forgiving, and the royal family will owe you a favor!" Said the old man.

"Hum, what a royal favor, a light favor, just want to erase this thing?" Ye Xiwen sneered. For others, perhaps the royal family's human feelings are as heavy as mountains, but it is Ye Xiwen. His origin is extraordinary and he has no feeling for the hierarchy. The royal family's human feelings do not feel anything.

"He's determined to kill me this time. He wants to kill me at a higher level than me. Do you really think this is a competition?" Ye Xiwen disdained, "why didn't you stop him when he got the upper hand just now? If I couldn't press him, I would be killed by him and become the wrong soul under his gun. Why didn't you persuade him to turn around, forgive others and let me go?"

"In the final analysis, you are all double standards. Treating yourself and others are two sets of standards!"

"Ye Xiwen, there is a long way to go. Even if you are the talent of Tianzong, you are not a legend after all. There is still a long way to go in the future. You don't know how many hardships. It's good for you to make more friends!" The old man said with a faint threat between his words.

(to be continued)