C933

On the Tianhai.

Yang Fan refused Lin Yi's request to suppress the emperor Qianyang. Instead, he prepared to fight against the Emperor himself. He had not fought a good battle for nearly ten years. However, Yang Fan was a bit impatient, especially after the completion of the animal holy body.

As for the previous battle with the Shang clan, Yang Fan thought that even if it was not a battle, whether it was the three-star quasi Saint Shang Yuanyang or other powerful royal families, it was just a group of ants that could kill tens of thousands of times by blowing their breath.

If even this can be regarded as a battle, that person's whole life, there are too many battles.

With his current cultivation as his strength, only these great sages can be called his opponents.

"Lord, this..." Lin Yi hesitated slightly. Although he had felt a palpitation in Yang Fan before, Lin Yi still had some doubts about Yang Fan's ability to compete with the great saints and even to win the war.

In the final analysis, my master is only a small one star quasi saint. There are seven big realms and dozens of small realms. Even for the son of those saints, if they don't rely on external forces and close to their own strength, not to mention the eight star saints, they can surpass the six star saints, can be counted on one's fingers.

Lord, even though his talent is far above many saints, it is more dangerous for him to challenge the great sage.

What's more, the status of the Lord is so noble. If you can kill the eight star saints in a small sect, you can kill them at will. It's not worth the labor Lord.

"Mr. Lin, it's all right. It's just one or eight stars. I can't help it." Yang Fan smiles with confidence. Although his main energy is on his family, it doesn't mean that his strength has stopped. The eight star sea monster, the first black dragon general in the late eight star period, Ao Xue, the Black Dragon Emperor in the half step nine star holy land, are all three great saints, but none of them are left, and they are completely devoured and refined.

Not only that, Lin Yi also devoured and refined a lot of spiritual objects that enhanced the power of the flesh shell from the imperial capital of the black dragon empire.

Compared with the time when the sacred body of ten thousand beasts was just completed, Yang Fan's strength of flesh and shell and cultivation strength have soared ten times.

"Master......

Lin Yi opened his mouth and was ready to persuade something. A little eight star sage is not worth the risk of being the master.

At this moment....

"younger generation, you want to die

A voice like the roar of a demon god suddenly interrupts Lin Yi's words behind him.

It's the great sage of Qianyang.

Angry! This time, the great sage of Qianyang was completely infuriated. His anger was like a raging eruption of hundreds of millions of volcanoes. All the worries and anxieties were thrown out of the sky by him.

He is an eight star sage, a great sage without a trace of water. Even in the whole red dragon continent, he is able to squeeze into the top 100.

But what do these two bastards think of themselves, the humble aphid on the ground? That Cheap slave was just like this, and now even a little one star would dare to despise himself so much.

His grandmother's, is really uncle can endure, aunt can't bear also!!!

Today, if we don't tear these bastards into pieces, how can he have the face to lead the hundreds of millions of powerful people in the Qiankun sect? How can he get a foothold in the world? It's better to find a piece of wasteland to bury himself and save himself from disgrace.

"What? I can't wait to die. This seat has made you a success The cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

At the next moment......

without waiting for Lin Yi to say something, his body moved, tearing the space directly, and appeared hundreds of miles away from the great sage of Qianyang.

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"ah! How... How... How could it be your highness? What about Mr. Lin? "

"What's the matter with this... This..."

"How could your highness do it in person?"

...

looking at Yang Fan suddenly appearing in the air, Du Jun and the soldiers of the Navy regiment of Du Jun and Tian are puzzled and puzzled. There is a trace of anxiety in his eyes. Your highness, he is not a fool. It is not a cat and a dog, but a true eight star saint.

In terms of talent, we admit that your highness is rare in ancient times. Even if you are a nine star sage like Mr. Lin, you are far from you, but potential does not mean strength.

Now you, no matter how evil, it is impossible to be the opponent of an eight star sage.

And if you have something wrong, maybe all the people present will have to bury you with you. Even this may be more than nine floors.

The sixth young master of Lingwu holy palace has absolutely that qualification.

The high-level of the fierce Lingwu holy palace doesn't care whether they have no reason.

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"Yang Fan, what are you doing here?""This is not the time to be a fool."

"Go back! Go back

......

days, the Navy corps, the officers and men do not look at Yang Fan, Zhenhai and other four five goods, the Holy Spirit ship Yue Tianpeng, Han Muyang and others, and so on, now they are not just left the mainland of tears, what do not understand woodlouse, eight level danger represents what they are clear.

Eight star sage, that's the most powerful person in the world, that is, in the whole world of spirit and martial arts, they are the most important people in the platoon.

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the top floor of Tianhai.

"Mr. Lin, fan'er, will he be ok?" Yang Yunfeng and his wife were worried. Although Yang Fan was full of confidence and did not pay attention to the great sage of Qianyang, it was after all the eight star saints. They could not help worrying about the existence of terror that could wipe them out of the world with one blow.

"Master, madam, don't worry. If you have an old slave watching, the Lord will be OK." Lin Yi smiles with confidence. He has just said something to dissuade Yang Fan, but he is not afraid that Yang Fan is in danger. Under his eyes, if a little eight star sage can kill the Lord, he has lived for so many years in vain. He directly found a piece of tofu and killed him. He was just worried about Yang Fan's injury.

In his heart, even a hair of the Lord is a thousand times more precious than the great sage of Qianyang.

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above the void.

"If you are ignorant, if you are not crushed to pieces, you will not be called Qian!" The great sage of Qianyang has a cold eye and a word by word sentence. His terrifying killing intention seems to be able to swallow everything. He has not been humiliated so much for thousands of years since he was born.

"It's up to you to beat me to pieces? Go back and Practice for another 100 million years. " Yang Fan sneered, and his eyes were filled with disdain. He was just an eight star mid-term sage. I really don't know where he came from. He dared to speak such crazy words and defend himself with his own flesh and shell. Once the holy body of ten thousand beasts broke out with all his strength, he would not be able to break his own defense.

After swallowing and refining the three great saints, Yang Fan's meat shell defense also soared in geometric multiples. Now, even if we don't use the ten thousand beast holy body, it will not be under some top-level spiritual treasures. If we try our best to urge the animal holy body, even if it is not as good as the quasi holy instrument, it will not be much worse.

Unless the eight star sage has a quasi sacred instrument in his hand, he is afraid that even Yang Fan's defense will not be broken.

"Hateful young man, die for me."

The emperor of Qianyang could no longer suppress the killing intention in his heart and broke out completely.

The next moment....

"bang long...."

the great sage of Qianyang took a palm, which was hardly reserved under his anger. The power of the great sage in the middle of the eight stars was revealed without doubt. The power contained in it was far beyond the power of 100 billion trillion quasi saints. It was a blow to destroy the heaven and earth and destroy all ages Cut, are in a state of great destruction, in all directions, big ~ piece ~ piece of space, thoroughly reduced to nothingness.

If Lin Yi did not protect them, the Tianhai fleet would have been completely destroyed.

Yang Fan, who is in the center of palm power, is just like a lonely boat on a raging sea at this moment. It is in danger of being destroyed at any time.

The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: there will be one more watch, and there are nine flowers left, and there will be three hundred and five flowers. If you have flowers, don't be stingy with your flowers.

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