Chapter 1732 What I suffer is an injury, what you lose is a life!
The Eighth Prince's dragon-like appearance shocked the entire audience, and the entire venue was silent and deathly silent.
All the onlookers in the distance were trembling with fear and fear. They did not even dare to breathe, and their vests were completely soaked with cold sweat.
Although they knew how powerful the Dragon Transformation Pill was, they had never seen anyone taking the Dragon Transformation Pill.
The changes before their eyes had an unprecedented visual impact on them.
At this time, the Eighth Prince waved his right hand casually.
"Stab it!"
Dragon claw-like nails cut through the sky, tearing apart the surrounding space and shattering the vacuum.
"Power...is this the ultimate power?"
Feeling the surge in power, the Eighth Prince showed a look of ecstasy, feeling extremely happy.
Unparalleled domineering power erupted from his body, and the will of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon King lingered around him. Every blow could tear the sky apart, destroy mountains and shake mountains, and was so powerful that it was outrageous.
"Master Ye, run away!"
Princess Nishang looked at Ye Fan and shouted: "After taking the Dragon Transformation Pill, the power of the Eighth Emperor Brother has increased at least ten times, and he has also gained part of the power of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon King. Even the true immortal who has survived the catastrophe can only
If you can temporarily avoid the sharp edge, you are definitely no match for him!"
"Want to run? It's too late!"
The Eighth Prince sneered, and then suddenly disappeared.
disappear!
Completely disappeared without any energy fluctuations, just like evaporating from the world.
But Ye Fan had a sudden impulse and noticed a strong ominous premonition, as if some extremely terrifying existence was approaching him.
In the flash of lightning, Ye Fan instinctively retreated.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the space in front of him trembled violently, and the Sixth Prince appeared out of the air. The sharp dragon claws, carrying the power from the ancient wilderness, slashed across Ye Fan's cheek.
"昘!"
A shrill voice sounded.
Five blood stains suddenly appeared on Ye Fan's left cheek. The bright red blood flowed down and dyed the skirt of his clothes red, which was particularly conspicuous.
Seeing this scene, the monks watching from a distance looked at each other* and were shocked by the Eighth Prince's power.
Before, he tried his best and was unable to cause any harm to Ye Fan.
But after taking the Dragon Transformation Pill, a casual claw could be so powerful. If Ye Fan's reaction was any slower, it would not be as simple as an injury to his cheek, his throat might be torn open.
"a ha ha ha……"
The eighth prince laughed unbridled, sweeping away the previous decadence. He was arrogant and full of energy. He looked at Mark and said: "Boy, did you see that my strength has increased more than ten times! You are proud of it."
Defense is vulnerable to the power of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon King!"
Ye Fan touched the blood stain on his cheek. Not only did he not show any timidity, but he was filled with fighting spirit. He looked at the eighth prince's eyes and said proudly:
"Don't confront me head-on. I'll be injured, but you'll lose your life!"
…
As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder from the sky exploding in the venue, shaking everyone's hearts.
Many onlookers in the distance, including Princess Nishang, all showed expressions of disbelief. They never expected that at this time, Ye Fan would dare to be so confident, which can even be described as arrogant.
You know, what he is facing is the Eighth Prince who has taken the Dragon Transformation Pill. It is simply a humanoid tyrannosaurus. Even the Tribulation Immortal can only avoid the sharp edge temporarily and wait for the drug to wear off before fighting him!
At this moment, Ye Fan was extremely domineering and left an unforgettable impression on everyone, but most people thought he was talking nonsense.
"Hmph... You are about to die, and you still dare to speak harshly?" The Eighth Prince showed disdain, with murderous intent shooting out of his red eyes.
"Whether it's your words or your fists, you can come over and give it a try!" Ye Fan waved his fist, tit for tat, and his momentum was not lost.
"kill!"
The Eighth Prince let out a roar, and all his blood flowed out of his scales like an ocean. His domineering momentum shot straight into the sky, like a demon returning from hell, breaking free from its shackles and unstoppable.
"Boom!"
His figure was as fast as thunder, like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting Ye Fan hard.
Ye Fan also gave up all defenses and used offense instead of defense. He stood up from the ground and faced off head-on.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”
The fierce collision sound sounded like a violent storm.
The speed of the two of them was so fast that it was impossible to capture their movements, and the sky was filled with afterimages.
In just a few minutes, the two fought thousands of times, with fierce punches and fierce determination, leaving no chance for their opponents to breathe.
"hiss!"
Seeing such a brutal fight, the monks watching the battle in the distance all gasped, their hairs stood on end, and their chests were extremely depressed.
No one could imagine that two monks in the stage of becoming gods could actually make such a big fuss.
The Eighth Prince possesses the divine power of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon King, with a fierce light in his eyes, and every strike is overbearing, with enough power to suppress all directions.
Ye Fan mobilized the power of the major acupoints in his body, bursting out the power of ten thousand dragons, and the martial arts will to win was also integrated into it.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, the Eighth Prince found an opportunity, and drew the dragon's claw towards Ye Fan's lower abdomen, causing a burst of blood to splash, and blooming blood lotuses bloomed in the air, which was alluring and poignant.
In a sense, although the Eighth Prince did not use the spiritual weapon, the dragon claws after transforming into a dragon were sharper than the heaven-level spiritual weapon. This was simply equivalent to "cheating"!
After receiving this claw forcefully, Ye Fan jumped back a hundred meters and opened a safe distance.
However, he was already covered in bruises and blood, and it was too miserable to look at.
Even the Cangtian Hegemon's body was shattered under such a level of fierce battle.
A huge blood hole appeared in the lower abdomen, and even the bones were exposed to the air.
When other people saw it, they only felt horrified and their scalps were numb. In other words, they could no longer bear it and knelt down to beg for mercy.
But Ye Fan suffered such serious injuries, but he didn't even scream. He can definitely be regarded as a tough guy among tough guys.
This alone is enough to be admirable.
"Look, the Eighth Prince is injured too!" someone exclaimed.
After hearing this, everyone looked at the Eighth Prince one after another, and found that the dragon scales on his chest also had bright red blood stains on them, which was shocking.
Although Ye Fan did not use the Phaseless Sword, the power of his fist was like a heavy hammer, hitting the eighth prince's chest hard, causing serious injuries to him.
Suddenly, the Eighth Prince's body was shaken, and the scales on his chest peeled off quickly, and then new scales grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he returned to his original appearance.
"This is...sloughing?!"
Snake-like spiritual beasts shed their skin every once in a while, doubling their strength.
When dragons are injured, they shed their scales to heal their wounds.
After taking the Dragon Transformation Pill, the Eighth Prince not only gained the power of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon King, but also inherited this racial talent perfectly.
Immediately, he turned to look at Ye Fan, who was covered with bruises, and said condescendingly: "Boy, you are proud enough to be able to persist to this point! But it's all over here, don't continue to struggle in vain! The final winner is
This king!"
He could see that Ye Fan was at the end of his strength and was covered in bruises. It was only through his strong will that he could barely stand.
If it were any other person, he would have been tortured and killed long ago!
But manpower is limited. No matter how evil Ye Fan is, no matter how defiant he is, he is still just a fifth-level monk. How can he compare with him who is blessed by the divine power of the Ancient Dragon King?
Even if Ye Fan uses the Phaseless Sword, he may not be able to save his life!
"Brother Eight Emperors, please give me some face and show mercy!" Princess Nishang said quickly.
In her opinion, Ye Fan is a genius that only happens once in a thousand years. It would be a pity if he died here.
"Jiu Mei, no matter how you plead for mercy today, I will not stop!" The eighth prince's tone revealed the intention of killing him.
Princess Nishang frowned when she heard this. She knew that the Eighth Prince had completely betrayed him and would not listen to him no matter what she said.
Although her strength is impressive, she cannot resist the Eighth Prince in his dragon form.
At this time, the Eighth Prince turned to look at Ye Fan, his eyes were sinister, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, do you have any last words to say?"
Although Ye Fan was covered in blood, the fighting spirit in his eyes did not subside. Instead, a will as sharp as a divine sword bloomed, and he said word by word: "Who said I am going to die? Eighth Prince, you have a magic pill, do I
No?"
As he spoke, Ye Fan had a thought in his mind, and a crystal clear elixir suddenly appeared in his hand, emitting glittering brilliance and sacred aura.
This elixir contains an unparalleled aura, conquering the creation of heaven and earth, and invading the mystery of yin and yang. It seems to touch the origin of the great road, making people dare not look directly, and subconsciously give rise to the feeling of worship.
Qiankun Dan!
This is the heaven-level elixir refined by Ye Fan in the elixir alliance conference. When the elixir was completed, a calamity fell from the sky, which later triggered the chorus of saints, shaking the world.
When he returned before, even when faced with the pursuit of several Tribulation Immortals, Ye Fan did not take this elixir.
But now, he swallowed the Qiankun Pill into his belly without hesitation.
"boom!"
The majestic power of the medicine was like a million volcanoes erupting at the same time, pouring into his limbs and bones, completely recovering his injuries in an instant.
This Qiankun Pill was originally refined by Ye Fan himself. Now that he has taken the pill himself, the power in his body is still increasing endlessly.
Sixth transformation into gods, seven transformations into gods, eight transformations into gods, nine transformations into gods...
Until it is comparable to the true immortal who has overcome the tribulation!