C336 You are just so-so

Within the Heterospatial Space, one Martial Lord after another stared intently at the Central Ring, even Fang Hao was no exception, afraid that he would miss a single detail. In this battle, not only did it decide who the number one evildoer within the South Mountain Domain belong to, it also involved an important bet of thirty million Highest Grade Spiritual Stone.

In the arena.

Yang Fan and Crown Prince Ying Zheng were separated by dozens of meters, facing each other, ready to kill!

Ying Zheng stood there, tall and straight, clad in a five-clawed golden dragon robe. He looked as dignified as if he had been standing in this statue since the ancient times. He was extremely proud, so lofty, and exuded a noble aura that was above all other living beings, as well as a peerless swordsman standing at the peak of the mountains.

The emperor level weapon, Soaring Cloud, was still in its scabbard at the waist. However, its aura was like that of an unsheathed Supreme Divine Sword, showing its sharpness as if it could pierce a hole through the sky!

Around him, one could faintly see many peerless swordsmen with their high level of sword intent, praying devoutly and bowing to him. He was just like a king in a sword, a true god in the way of the sword, standing on top of others, revered and worshipped by millions of Sword Cultivator!

"Yang Fan, I have to admit that your talent is something this crown prince has never seen before. With your peerless talent, it would be possible for you to reach Unparalleled King in the future, or even step onto the road of Most Powerful Emperor …" At this moment, Crown Prince Ying Zheng seemed to have calmed down all the negative emotions in his heart, his voice was calm and cold, there was not a hint of anger in it, and it was as if he was looking down upon the masses from high above, "It's a pity that you don't have the chance. Meeting this crown prince, will be the greatest tragedy of your life.

"Hahaha …" Liu Xiu is like this, Lv Zhan is like this, and so is you, Ying Zheng. You talk a lot, and just want to destroy my will and mind, but this move has no effect on me … " Yang Fan laughed, his voice was filled with unspeakable disdain and contempt, "It's not easy to make up for the passage of more than ten years? That is only for trash like you, true geniuses will not be restricted by the flow of time. Today, I will let you know what a true Monster Genius is like! The strongest person in my South Mountain Domain young generation, heh! "

What a good Yang Fan! He is truly worthy of the reputation of a madman. In this world, only Yang Fan dares to speak to the crown prince in such a manner!" "All the spectators sighed with emotion. Many of the young martial artists looked at Yang Fan as if he was a holy being in their hearts.

"Good!" Good! Good! Yang Fan, I have to say, you have successfully angered this crown prince, today, you will definitely pay a painful price for what you have said! " Crown Prince Ying Zheng's expression did not change much, but those who were familiar with him knew that this was the prelude to the storm.

In the next moment …

The crown prince's right hand grabbed onto the sword hilt, "Yang Fan, to die under this crown prince's Soaring Cloud Sword, you can finally rest in peace!"

"Clang!"

The emperor's divine weapon, the Soaring Cloud Sword, was unsheathed. Instantly, the sword intent shot up into the sky like a great river. The wind and clouds were stirred up, and even the sky seemed to be minced into pieces!

"Rumble!", "Rumble!", "Rumble!"...

Numerous terrifying sword qi that could kill High Level Martial Ancestor erupted from every single pore of Crown Prince Ying Zheng's body. This sword qi was extremely terrifying and sharp, in terms of space, time, everything in the world, there was nothing that could not be cut, nothing that could not be penetrated!

At this moment, if any Warrior were to be within ten meters of him, even if they were a few first stage heaven Suppress Martial Lord s, if they did not have any Heaven Defensive Artifact protecting them, they would be chopped into pieces within minutes by the endless sword energy. It was incomparably terrifying!

"Yang Fan, die!"

The next moment …

"Rumble!"

The Crown Prince Ying Zheng thrusted out his sword, it was as fast as lightning, as though it had transcended the line of thought of the people, making it hard to guard against, inside, it contained the will of the heaven and earth, as though the entire world was trying to kill Yang Fan!

The Emperor was known as the Son of Heaven, and was known as the Son of Heaven. The Emperor's way of the sword was known as the path of the Emperor.

"Hiss!" "Alright..." Such a terrifying sword strike, unstoppable, unstoppable! Even that Martial Lord in Third Empyrean had been slashed to death by it!

Just like that.

"Such insignificant skill, how dare you use it to make a fool of yourself!" Yang Fan shouted coldly, and his voice revealed deep disdain, "Black Iron Battle Body, release its full power!"

"Rumble!"

Endless silver light erupted from Yang Fan's body, enveloping the entire stage, the aura around him erupted crazily, and climbed higher and higher. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a twenty feet tall Triton, as though he was an Ancient God that had descended to this world, covering the sky and covering the earth!

"Destruction true intent, appear!"

"Rumble!"

A terrifying aura that made people tremble in despair spread out from the depths of their souls. A figure of a Devil God that was a few meters tall appeared behind Yang Fan, as if the Devil God had descended to this world, destroyed the world, and destroyed three thousand great worlds!

"Break for me!"

This punch, Yang Fan did not use any martial skills or killing moves, just a direct punch, but with the amplification of the Tenth Layer of Complete Destruction true intent, the power that this punch contained was terrifying, and far surpassed the power of a million Vital Spirit s. Wherever the power passed, everything, space, light, and space were turned into fine powder!

"Bam!"

The Brilliant Sword Light was completely destroyed, turning into dust, and finally completely vanished from the world.

"Ying Zheng, take out your true abilities, or else, the next punch will be the moment of your death!" Yang Fan frowned, revealing a trace of displeasure. Although this sword attack was powerful, it was at most the full force of a Fourth Empyrean Martial Lord, if Crown Prince Ying Zheng only had that little ability, forget about defeating Warlord in three sword strikes, even staying undefeated was unknown!

"Yang Fan, since you are in such a hurry to die, this prince will grant your wish!" Crown Prince Ying Zheng's sword-like eyebrows twitched, and a ruthless look flashed across his face, "Die, Myriad Sword Arts!"

"Rumble!"

A ray of sword light burst out, instantly splitting into two, splitting into four, splitting into eight... In the end, there were over ten thousand sword lights that split apart. They were fine and dense, but they were refined into threads!

Every single ray of sword light contained the secrets of the supreme emperor, easily, they had the power to kill a first stage Heavenly Suppress Martial Lord. With a tremble of the sword lights, they erupted with the sound of swords whistling across the world, and it was not over yet, the sword lights were as though they possessed a consciousness, as though they were all Sword Cultivator s that could shake the heavens and earth, they actually combined together to form a profound sword formation, attacking towards Yang Fan!

In a blink of an eye, its power had increased by more than two times. It could easily tear open the sky and destroy the ancient times. Just a little bit of the sword Qi could destroy the space in four directions.

In just a moment of thought, he had beheaded an illusion and regained his true intentions. The space around him had been enveloped by a terrifying sword formation, and at this moment, other than clashing head-on, there was absolutely no other possibility for Yang Fan!

"It's this strike. I wonder if Yang Fan can withstand Your Highness' Absolute Murder Sword!" A deep fear flashed across the eyes of Meng Yi, who was on the Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat. In the end, he was defeated by this Absolute Murder Sword, and if not for the mercy of the crown prince Ying Zheng, he would have already been smashed into pieces by the densely packed sword light.

"Humph, so what if it's a sword formation? In front of absolute strength, everything is just an illusion!" immediately sent out a Sun God Fist, no matter how profound your sword formation is, I will break it with my own power!

"Bang!" This punch of Yang Fan's, is actually more than double the power when compared to when he was fighting with Lv Zhan. Within the Heterospatial Space, all the Martial Lord Ancestor were extremely shocked, "I … What kind of monster did our South Mountain Domain produce this time?! This is truly heaven defying! "

In fact, all of the Ancestor s thought that it was not because Yang Fan was hiding that they were lacking, but because he had made a breakthrough in the midst of battle. Yang Fan's Sun God Fist Art already had one foot in the Great Perfection Stage, and after fighting with Lv Zhan, it also gained some insights, so a breakthrough could be said to be natural. In an instant, the power contained in this killing move had increased by more than double, and the amount of power it contained already exceeded the strength of twenty million Vital Spirit.

In less than a breath.

"Puchi!", "Puchi!", "Puchi!" …

The ten thousand sword glows were all crushed into dust. The limit of strength was enough to break ten thousand techniques. This was not a lie!

"Ying Zheng, it seems like you are only mediocre!" Yang Fan was not in a hurry to attack, but looked down at Ying Zheng from above, his voice was extremely haughty, as though he was a supreme deity announcing the fate of the world, "If you don't have any other methods, you can die!"