The super powerful magical power emitted by the three geniuses fused with the strange fire still disappeared inexplicably the moment it touched Ye Fan.
For a moment, everyone fell into a state of extreme shock.
"What kind of secret does this kid have? Why did the magical power just now have no effect?"
"That's the fusion of three different fires. How can it be useless at all? This is too exaggerated!"
No one could understand what happened. They just looked at Ye Fan standing there, and no one in Lihuo Palace could hurt him.
It seems that Ye Fan is the nemesis of Lihuo Palace, which makes people confused and gives rise to extreme fear, because he is like a god and cannot be shaken.
The repeated failures have plunged the geniuses of Lihuo Palace into complete despair.
"How is it possible, how is it possible!"
They kept shouting, unable to believe that their so-called super powers were just decorations before Ye Fan. They were of no use at all.
This feeling of powerlessness made everyone in Lihuo Palace fall into heavy emotions.
"This boy is not simple!"
Venerable Nanming, the master of the Lihuo Palace, had furrowed eyebrows and an extremely ugly face.
Lihuo Palace is not weak among the three palaces, but against Ye Fan, such an unacceptable result occurred. What on earth is going on?
"A bunch of trash!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly and clapped his hands, as if he didn't mean anything at all. This arrogant attitude made everyone in Lihuo Palace even more crazy.
"hateful!"
Suddenly, Xia Tianyang flew up and struck Ye Fan with a sudden palm strike.
"oh?"
Ye Fan turned his head slightly and then stretched out his hand.
"boom!"
Xia Yang's powerful flame palm power dissipated in Ye Fan's palm.
"ah……"
Everyone was astonished again, how deep Xia Yang's foundation is, it is not comparable to those of ordinary geniuses from Lihuo Palace, but now, Ye Fan can dispel it with just one palm of his hand!
"Ye Fan, I don't know what magic you used to turn the strange fires of my junior brothers into nothingness, but I am different from them. My power cannot be easily resolved by you!"
Xia Yang stepped onto the battlefield and first showed that he was extraordinary, but in Ye Fan's eyes, his words were meaningless, because as long as it was a strange fire, it would have no effect on him.
Even if Xia Yang has the power of the five extraordinary fires, and the Netherworld Fire, it is a piece of cake for Ye Fan.
"Really, then come and try it. In my eyes, there is no difference between you and them!"
Ye Fan sneered, not taking Xia Yang seriously at all.
"Bah!"
Suddenly, Xia Yang shouted angrily, and his whole body's vitality exploded. Above his head, the powerful power of the Eight Desolate Blood Flames appeared, and then, the Netherworld Night Fire was also about to move.
You must know that Netherworld will also bless the Bahuang Blood Flame, and its power will increase more than ten times. This is a scene that has appeared in previous battles.
Seeing this situation, the monks became nervous.
They knew that although Ye Fan defeated the four previous geniuses and boosted his momentum, Xia Yang was too powerful and he was really different from the previous monks.
Ye Fan is still as arrogant as before. If he doesn't deal with it well, this is an act of seeking death.
"Wow, from such a distance, I can feel the power of this flame!"
"Yes. From the beginning of the battle on the battlefield, we have retreated for thousands of meters, but we can still feel the momentum coming towards us. It's really amazing!"
"Xia Yang's strength is too strong. He is not inferior to the Sixth or Seventh Level Tribulation Immortal. If you encounter such a person, Ye Fan will definitely die this time."
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Everyone is still looking forward to Xia Yang's power of strange fire.
On the battlefield, the corners of Xia Yang's mouth raised slightly.
"Ye Fan, step down now. This is your best choice! Otherwise, it will be reduced to ashes and no bones will be left. I will not show mercy!"
Previously, the four great talents were defeated by Ye Fan, and Xia Yang was the sect's last hope.
Therefore, he must be more ruthless to make Mark understand his situation.
In this way, it is tantamount to avenging the previous junior brothers, and at the same time, it also maintains the reputation of Lihuo Palace.
This time, as long as Ye Fan can admit defeat obediently and walk off the stage, he doesn't want to be embarrassed. After all, victory in this way can better demonstrate his momentum.
Everyone looked at the situation on the battlefield, and they all thought that Ye Fan might consider stepping down from the battlefield. After all, there was no chance of winning against Xia Yang.
"Haha... Xia Yang, in my opinion, you should take the initiative to step down from the fighting stage, so that I don't have to do anything! Moreover, you won't lose face too much. This is your best choice, how about it?" Ye Fan asked back
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What?
Everyone was shocked and excited at the same time, they just wanted to see this tit-for-tat battle.
"you!"
Xia Yang gritted his teeth. Unexpectedly, he gave Ye Fan a way out, but Ye Fan retorted.
"You bastard, boy, I won't show mercy this time. You're dead!"
Facing Ye Fan's provocation, Xia Yang couldn't bear it and burst into boundless anger.
"Bah!"
Xia Yang didn't want to say more and directly released the Eight Desolate Blood Flames and Netherworld Night Fire.
Suddenly, with the blessing of the power of the netherworld, the blood flames of the Eight Desolations erupted like a flame dragon, churning continuously. Soon it filled the entire battlefield, and even wanted to spread towards the periphery. Everyone retreated one after another, not daring to approach.
"Click, click, click!"
In fact, the power of the blood flames was so explosive that it caused the space to feel like it was constantly exploding.
"Oh, this Ye Fan is too trusting. He simply doesn't regard Xia Yang as a human being. Isn't this looking for death?"
"This guy is just arrogant. It's time for Xia Yang to teach him a lesson."
"Evan is really doomed this time. No matter how powerful he is, the power of the blood flames blessed by Netherworld Night Fire is enough to burn him to ashes!"
Everyone felt that Ye Fan was too crazy, and they were worried about him. After all, this was a battle of life and death. Once the blood flames got close to him, he would die.
"hehe……"
Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his hands, a smile on his lips, the same as before.
"Fanatic, die!"
Xia Yang could no longer bear Ye Fan's attitude towards him, and suddenly burst out with the power of the Eight Desolate Blood Flames.
"Boom!"
The power of the blood flames was like a flood that broke a bank, attacking Ye Fan crazily.
In the shocked eyes of everyone, they rushed in front of Ye Fan.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Following the powerful explosion, chaos reigned on the battlefield.
After a while, the smoke cleared, and Ye Fan was still standing with his hands behind his back, unscathed.
The people watching from a distance were stunned and exclaimed:
