Hearing Ye Fan's words, the Eighth Prince was stunned and stood there, shocked and angry.
He originally thought that he was being magnanimous by taking a step back and not holding Ye Fan accountable for killing Li Hongtian.
But he never expected that Ye Fan would be so aggressive.
In an instant, an unknown fire burned in the Eighth Prince's heart, his chest heaved, and he was filled with overwhelming anger.
No one has ever dared to challenge him and the royal family like Ye Fan did.
"Kick!"
The Eighth Prince suddenly took a step forward, his black hair dancing wildly, and extremely terrifying pressure spread in all directions, overbearing and oppressive.
The entire Yipinchu Restaurant was shrouded in this terrifying pressure.
Although the guests downstairs didn't know what happened, they were trembling, their backs pressed tightly against the backs of their chairs, and they didn't dare to move.
"Boy, if it weren't for Jiu Mei's sake, I would have killed you long ago. Do you really think that I am afraid of you?!"
The Eighth Prince was extremely angry, with an extremely sharp light blooming in his eyes, like a giant dragon that had awakened, baring its teeth and claws, as if it was about to start a killing spree at any moment.
"Brother Eight Emperors, you must not do this!"
Princess Nishang quickly stood up, extremely anxious, hoping to stop the battle.
"Hmph! Ninth sister, now that things have come to this, do you want to plead for this boy?"
The Eighth Prince's voice was as cold as ice, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched. He was obviously determined to kill him!
In his opinion, Princess Nishang repeatedly begged for Ye Fan, and in all likelihood she was intoxicated and fell in love with this boy!
If a majestic royal princess marries a commoner, she will definitely bring disgrace to the Great Xia Dynasty.
No matter what, the Eighth Prince will not let that happen. The best way is to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Mark!
"Brother Eight Emperors..."
Princess Nishang looked hesitant, but finally said: I am not worried about Ye Fan's safety, but I am afraid that he will accidentally hurt you!"
What?!
Hearing this, the Eighth Prince showed embarrassment, clenched his molars, clenched his fists, and said word by word: "Jiu Mei, although my strength is not as good as that of elder brother, you underestimate me too much.
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"Brother Eight Emperors, don't be brave, Mr. Ye is -" Princess Nishang was about to reveal Ye Fan's identity.
"enough!"
The eighth prince shouted loudly, furious.
Forget it if he was provoked by Ye Fan, he never expected to be looked down upon by Princess Nishang.
It is unbearable!
"I am the eighth prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, a noble man from Tianhuang. I have to deal with a commoner. How dare he resist?" The eighth prince's voice was arrogant and domineering.
But Ye Fan didn't give him any face at all, and immediately retorted:
"You can try it and see if I dare!"
For a time, the atmosphere in the venue was full of gunpowder, tense and extremely tense.
"Today, I will behead you and hang it at the entrance of the imperial city to let the world know the consequences of provoking the royal family!"
The Eighth Prince's voice resounded throughout the world and shook the entire Yipinchu Restaurant. He vowed to personally cut off Ye Fan's head and hang it above the imperial city to be extremely humiliated.
Hearing this, Xiao Li next to him was ecstatic.
When Li Hongtian died, she thought she would never be able to take revenge in her lifetime. Who knew that Ye Fan would dare to provoke the eighth prince unscrupulously, which made him furious.
In her opinion, as long as the Eighth Prince is willing to take action, Ye Fan will undoubtedly die.
"Qiang!"
Suddenly, a high-pitched sword cry sounded.
A divine sword tore through the void and appeared in the hands of the eighth prince.
Looking closely, I saw that the sword was a frightening pale white color. It seemed to be made of the bones of some kind of animal, and there were sharp barbs on the blade.
Even from a certain distance, you can feel the strong and sinister atmosphere, as if it is turning this place into a purgatory on earth.
The weaker ones, Xiao Li and Ruan Hongli, both shrank their necks, trembling with fear, their scalps numb, and they felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet to Tianling Gai.
"Four Evil Swords!"
Princess Nishang's face changed slightly, and she exclaimed sweetly: "Brother Eight Emperors, can you actually control this unparalleled fierce weapon?"
"That's right!"
The Eighth Prince nodded and said proudly: "Ninth sister, in terms of cultivation qualifications, I am indeed not as good as you and eldest brother, but I have never slacked off over the years! It took me more than half a year to conquer this Four Evil Sword.
, I would be bitten back by the sword soul almost every day, which made me feel so painful that I almost fainted, but in the end I was recognized by the sword soul, hahaha..."
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Ye Fan and said coldly: "Boy, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can still raise my noble hand and spare your life! To tell you the truth, this sword is a high-grade spiritual weapon on the heaven level.
It contains four sword souls, namely the four evils of ancient times, Taotie, Qiongqi, Taotie, and Chaos! The four evils come out together, destroying all living beings and causing thousands of miles of blood!"
After hearing these words, Ye Fan's face finally showed a solemn look.
Heaven-level top-grade spiritual weapon!
Even among the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty, this should be the top magic weapon.
Under normal circumstances, a spiritual weapon can only have one weapon spirit. Wei Lao's Nine Dragon Cauldron actually has nine divine dragons as weapon spirits, but they are also of the same species.
Among the Four Evil Swords, four completely different evil beasts are used as weapon spirits, and the difficulty of refining them is very high, which also reflects the domineering and powerful nature of this sword.
The Eighth Prince holds the Four Evil Swords, and the overwhelming evil energy permeates out of his body. The endless killing intent gathers into a terrible storm, which is enough to tear everything apart.
Thousands of years ago, these four evil swords once shocked the world.
Today, this sword once again shows its fierce power!
If you don't come out, you will see blood!
"Boy, do you dare to fight with me?"
The Eighth Prince pointed his sword at Ye Fan, full of fighting spirit, as if he wanted to compete in the world.
At this moment, all the unparalleled nobility on his body faded away, replaced by the ultimate murderous aura.
He wanted to pay back tenfold for the humiliation Ye Fan had just done to him.
"Why don't you dare?"
Ye Fan flicked his wrist, and a wooden sword appeared out of thin air in his right hand.
Ye Fan's temperament was completely different from that of the Eighth Prince. He was calm, free and easy. Although he didn't have that fierce aura, he was slightly better than the Eighth Prince.
"Brother Eight Emperors, be careful with that sword, don't hit it hard!" Princess Nishang reminded her quickly.
She had seen with her own eyes the sword's feat of splitting open the Immortal Tower.
The wooden sword looks ordinary, but it is tainted with an aura that is superior to the common people.
Although she is not sure, Princess Nishang has a hunch that this is most likely a sacred weapon!
However, the eighth prince, who was in a rage, completely lost his mind and could not listen to the advice of others. He shouted: "No one will be left alive under the sword of the four evils! Boy, accept your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Eighth Prince waved the Four Evil Swords, as if the ancient demon god had come to the world.
"Ho ho ho... ho ho ho... ho ho ho... ho ho ho..."
Within the Four Evil Swords, four completely different roars of beasts came from within.
Taotie, Qiongqi, Taotie, and the beast souls of chaos are ready to go, ready to harvest Ye Fan's life at any time.
The entire Yipinchu Restaurant was shrouded in this overwhelming ominous power.
The heaven and earth are trembling, and the air is torn apart.
Xiao Li and Ruan Hongli's faces were bloodless, lying on the ground unable to move.
Even Princess Nishang was using her inner strength to protect her body, with a look of surprise on her face. She didn't expect that the Eighth Prince holding the Four Evil Swords could erupt with such terrifying power.
"Boy, today this king will kill you with the sword!"
The Eighth Prince attacked Ye Fan with unparalleled divine power, causing the sky to shake.
“It’s too big to be true, it’s only superficial!”
Not only did Ye Fan not dodge or dodge, he also commented leisurely and did not take the Eighth Prince into consideration at all.
"Shu Zi is arrogant!"
The Eighth Prince did not expect him to be so enraged. He was so angry that he poured all his inner energy into the Four Evil Swords.
"Whoosh!"
The dazzling sword light bloomed, illuminating the world, sweeping in all directions, and the energy fluctuations could make people's scalp numb.
Under everyone's attention, the four evil swords finally struck the wooden sword.
In the eyes of the Eighth Prince, this sword can easily cut off the wooden sword and cut off Ye Fan's head at the same time.
But the next moment, something incredible happened.
"boom!"
On the wooden sword, an indescribable power suddenly burst out. It seemed that it should not belong to this world, but came from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Realm.
"Crack!"
A clear cracking sound sounded, which was particularly harsh in the silence.
The Four Evil Swords, which contain the souls of the Four Evils and are among the top-grade heavenly ones, were actually split into two pieces by a seemingly fragile wooden sword. The cuts were so neat that they were as simple as cutting through tofu.
The divine sword was alive, and it let out a painful cry, and the vicious aura on the surface instantly dissipated, leaving only one-tenth of what it was at its peak.
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This sudden change exceeded everyone's expectations.
However, the Eighth Prince was a strong man who had experienced hundreds of battles, and he retreated tens of meters in an instant, widening the distance.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
The Eighth Prince was breathing heavily, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Although the confrontation was only a moment, he seemed to have experienced a life and death battle.
In his hand, there was only a dull, broken sword.
He spent countless efforts to conquer the Four Evil Swords. Now that the Divine Sword has been destroyed, his heart is bleeding.
However, besides anger, he was filled with more horror and fear.
"Boy, what kind of magic weapon are you, how can you cut through the Four Evil Swords so easily?!" The eighth prince looked at the wooden sword in Ye Fan's hand with disbelief.
Ye Fan flicked the sword blade, glanced at him, and said lightly: "You are not worthy of knowing the name of this sword!"
Hearing this, the Eighth Prince's face turned the color of pig liver, and he was trembling with anger.
If it were before, he would definitely kill this madman without hesitation and kill him with his sword.
But now, the divine sword has been broken and the fighting spirit has been destroyed.
Even though he was unwilling to do so, he had to admit that Ye Fan was already invincible with this peerless sword in his hand.
Even if he used other magic weapons and spiritual weapons, he would not be able to cause greater damage.
"Hmph... brat, how can you rely on the power of weapons to put down your sword and have a fair fight with me!" the eighth prince shouted.
"Shameless!" Ruan Hongli spat.
When the Eighth Prince sacrificed the Four Evil Swords just now, there was no talk of fairness. Now that the Four Evil Swords were destroyed and he was frightened by the terror of the Wuxiang Sword, he said this. He was really shameless and extremely shameless.
Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Ye Fan actually put down his sword, without any change of expression on his face, and said calmly: "Okay! In case you lose, you still have to make excuses! Next, I will fight you with my bare hands!"
"Haha...this is what you said!"
The Eighth Prince looked ecstatic, as if he had gotten a huge advantage.
"kill!"
The Eighth Prince let out a long roar, like the roar of a real dragon, and with blood billowing from his body, he rushed towards Ye Fan.
Little did he know that Ye Fan's real strength was not swordsmanship, but hand-to-hand combat.
The hegemonic body of the sky suppresses eternity and defeats all laws in one body!
If one can cultivate to the state of great achievement, looking at the nine heavens and ten earths, even those ancient beasts will not be able to win in physical combat.
He rushed over hastily and simply threw himself into a trap!