Chapter 783 The Ancient Royal Family Is Nothing More than That

This fist tyrannizes the world, with the indomitable aura of the young master of the Spirit Valley, his energy permeates Changhong, and he hunts and hunts in purple clothes.

Ye Fan is so brave, and at this state, he has no chance of retreating from anyone in the Second Layer of Heaven in Sendai.

This blow was earth-shattering, and the two collided together to emit a ray of light like the collapse of a starry sky. This place became the center of the storm and quickly spread to the four fields.

A large amount of blood rained, and Zitian was disheveled, the whole arm was dripping with blood, and the right fist was deformed, and it flew out in an uncontrollable spasm.

With this shot down, everything has come to an end. As a result, his body is at an absolute disadvantage..." The fist was almost shattered, and the severe pain distorted his facial features, leaving a large bloodstain.

There are always people who say how great the Holy Body is and how unparalleled the flesh is, but as the successor of the ancient royal family, I have always been conceited, and I have never seen such a physique. I don’t believe that anyone can compare with the royal family. At last, he paid a painful price and learned this kind of rigidity.

The physical body of the Primordial Royal Family can't stop the body of the Holy Body. This is the most intuitive understanding of everyone. Subconsciously, can the blood of the Primordial Emperor block it?

Ye Fan gained the upper hand and attacked fiercely. After the movement of the line of words, it came to the front like a flash of lightning. It was still the seal of the king, and it was photographed like a golden cliff.

A drum sounded, dull like a thunder, a dragon-skin drum appeared in Zi Tiandu's hand, and every time it was beat, a ray of light rushed out.

"boom!""

At the end, it was like overwhelming mountains and rivers, rushing forward overwhelmingly, and the endless purple waves impacted, blocking Ye Fan's way forward.

This is a kind of ancient Taoist sound. Zitian used his mana and his understanding of the Tao to stop Ye Fan. It was enough to collide with the meat shell once.

"Crackling..."

His bones were crackling..."The twisted right fist knuckles were displaced..." It quickly grew back to its original shape and returned to its peak state.

"Boom,", "Come on...

The celestial drum vibrated, like thousands of troops galloping toward Ye Fan with purple waves..." The drum sound shook the sky, and every strand could kill a master.

The purple sound wave seemed to shatter the will of heaven and earth, and Ye Fan was dizzy. This is a terrifying secret treasure with amazing lethality.

The dragon skin drum, which is based on the weapon of an ancient ancestor, imitated the forged weapon, which is extremely powerful.

At such a close distance, if it wasn't for Ye Fan who was facing this kind of drum sound, someone else would have perished on the spot.

"Open to me!".

Ye Fan's right hand is the king's seal, and his left hand turns into a heaven-shattering seal, breaking all the Dao marks and hitting the purple dragon-skin drum..." He wanted to penetrate.

"Boom..."

The sound of the drums was dull, Zitian let out his anger, his eyes were like cold electricity and the drums were violently vibrated..." He hit thousands of sound waves, burying the front.

And above his head, the purple ancient pagoda moved nine days, thundering bursts, and a thick purple qi drooped down, like a thousand purple swords slashing and killing Ye Fan.

"boom……"

Ye Fan's way forward was blocked, his mind was restless, his soul was unstable, and he was almost knocked out by two ancient secret treasures, and his body shook for a while.

Next to them, Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, Xie Siyuan, and others jumped upside down for a while, all of them flying upside down, with some hope in their hearts, wishing Zitian a great victory, after all, they had just attacked Ye Fan behind their backs, for fear that he had already heard it.

The sound of the drums shook the sky, directly smashing the void around Ye Fan, and the purple sound waves roared, as if thousands of troops were trampled by, the terror was boundless.

"female!""

Ye Fan shouted loudly, fighting Gu Yin with the mantra. This roar made the souls of all the monks in the whole small world tighten, as if someone had punched him hard.

One can imagine how terrifying the confrontation in the field was. Behind Ye Fan, a demon god exactly like him appeared..." Fa Xiang crushed the world and roared the whole garden.

"As soon as the Buddhist mantra comes out," just like the creation of the heavens and the earth, the earth, fire and feng shui rotate and split, and a terrifying beam of light rushes into the purple air and hits the dragon skin drum.

"fierce"

It was a shocking sound, this time the drum sound was not made by Zi Tian himself, but was made by Ye Fan, Wang Yang's divine energy was gushing out.

Zi Tian screamed, trembling all over, and the dragon skin drum was pierced under the tone of ton. This is a secret treasure, with a strong formidable power, which cannot be destroyed by living fossils and the supreme holy master.

However, it was shattered by Ye Fan's loud roar today, and this secret treasure became history.

"Ton..." The word mantra was secreted by Ye Fan with the word "dou", and it became the holy sound of fighting for his operation. The power at this time is evident. Yu Wei was still about to dissipate, Zi Tiandu's body was shaking violently, and cracks appeared.

"what?!""

In the distance, everyone was taken aback, and the human body was terrifying. Just a loud roar caused the enemy to suffer heavy losses.

"puff……"

Zi Tian coughed a large mouthful of blood, the ancient pagoda above his head shook, and tens of thousands of purple qi fell down, finally cutting off the aftermath of the ton word sound.

"Even my dragon-skin drum was broken..." Zitian backed away, staring blankly at the broken drum in his hand, leaving only one horned dragon's skin.

At the beginning, he tried in every possible way and bombarded it with various weapons, but he did not damage the weapon in the slightest, but now he was shattered by a roar, how terrifying is this?

Wu Fei, the goddess of Nanling, couldn't help stroking her guzheng. She entered the Dao with the rhythm of the sound, and she knew how terrifying the duel of Shenyin just now. She was shocked by Ye Fan's roar.

Chen Yuan and Xie Siyuan were also pale, and they couldn't help but think what would happen if they were in the battlefield... Prison Hanna

"boom"

Ye Fan burned the sky like a stove, and the powerful breath was so thick that it made people unable to breathe. No matter how far he stood, he couldn't bear his heart palpitations.

Several bright pearls in Nanling lost their color. It was not that they did not know that Ye Fan was strong, but watching the battle in person at this time made them even more horrified.

Not a single person did not retreat, and even the many spectators who arrived later were also hairy... All of them retreated to the sky.

"Is this the Holy Communion?"

"It was him who killed here alone, to take the life of the young master of the Spirit Valley!"

People are shocked, how powerful is the ancient royal family, who is willing to provoke them now? Although Zi Tian is not as good as Huang Xu Dao, Yuan Gu, and Emperor Tian is not the blood of the ancient emperor, but it is enough to intimidate the world. In the past ten years, he has shot several times, all of which are shocking. Some people speculate that he is about to be cut.

However, Ye Fan dared to kill him alone, which shocked everyone.

The sky is roaring!

Ye Fan broke the sky with only one hand and still didn't use any weapon, and only used one fist to kill Zitiandu and drown this place with golden war..." It became a boiling sea.

Zi Tian felt the great pressure. The person in front of him was too terrifying. Could it really be compared to Huang Xu Dao and his colleagues, who could not have the same level of blood power?

There was horror in his heart, and for the first time he realized that the Holy Body of the Human Race was far more terrifying than he imagined.

"boom"

Zi Tian is fighting against Ye Fan, the ancient tower above his head shakes, and the purple air is like a long river rushing in all directions, and the void is like a broken painting, which cannot be blocked.

"when"

Ye Fan smashed his purple tower with his fists to fight his avenue mana with a flesh shell, and every punch was filled with monstrous golden fighting spirit.

This was a world-shattering showdown. In the blink of an eye, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and the garden was already destroyed, which shocked everyone.

In this small world, there are many people with great backgrounds, many leaders, and there are also many young Junyan and Nanling beauties.

"when"

When the battle reached 500 rounds, Ye Fan hit six reincarnation punches to smash the vacuum, the top layer of the purple pagoda cracked, and then exploded with a bang.

"What?!" Zi Tian was shocked, the five-story ancient pagoda was destroyed by one layer, and the impact on him was too great.

This weapon was refined for it by an old man in the clan. If it is not a true king, it cannot be shaken by a single bit.

However, the reality is astonishing, Ye Fan didn't use a weapon, and shattered with just a pair of fists.

The golden war was like a sea, and it drowned again. Zi Tian shouted, coughed up blood, and flew upside down with the four-story ancient pagoda.

"The ancient royal family is just like that!"

Ye Fan said, walking like a golden god of war, in the infinite holy light, the whole body blooms with immortal divine light, sacred and solemn, and people can't help but look up.

This blow was a huge blow to Zi Tiandu, and it almost destroyed his belief in victory. The Human Race Sacred Body only smashed his ancient pagoda with a pair of fists, making him horrified.

"Kill!" Zi Tian went mad, and at this point in the battle, there was no way out, and he couldn't even escape.

"Boom!" Ye Fan threw an even more tyrannical punch, in the boundless holy light, almost a god, falling from the sky, destroying the dead, and shaking the last four-story purple pagoda into a powder with one punch.

"Ah..." Zi Tiandu screamed, and his body flew out diagonally, wisps of blood gushing out of his mouth. This time is definitely a serious injury. The power of the Holy Body is so powerful that it can easily flatten a mountain. Without the defense of the ancient pagoda, the impact just now is huge.

Ye Fan was faster than lightning, and followed without stopping, punching punch after punch, infinite holy light filling every inch of the sky and the phoenix

Zi Tian blocked with both hands, collapsed on the spot, even his chest almost exploded, his body crisscrossed, covered with countless cracks, and blood spurted outward.

"Do you still remember a young human named Dongfangye who killed them all, did you ever think of today?" Ye Fan said.

"Of course I remember, isn't it the uncivilized savage, it's very difficult to kill, but after all, he was surrounded by the falling eagle cliff, blood splashed on the stone wall." Zitian laughed cruelly, and now he has nothing to fear, and he opened his mouth again. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Falling from the Eagle Cliff, even the eagle will fall down before it falls on it. It is an ominous place. Many strange things have happened, and even the Taikoo people are reluctant to approach.

"An uncivilized savage, is this your evaluation?!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth, his whole body was boiling with blood, his upper body clothes were all exploded, and he shot with all his strength.

Zi Tian laughed cruelly, and said, "It's just a savage, so what if I kill him?" He knew that most of the time he didn't end well today, and he completely gave up.

At this moment, Ye Fan can only throw a fist..." With invincible power to smash all obstacles, and step on this person under his feet, he can wash away his grievances for his old friend.

All kinds of weapons in the sky kept collapsing, Ye Fan was mad, and when he found an opportunity, he tore off Zi Tiandu's regenerated arms, blood dripping.

"boom"

"what……"

The next moment, Ye Fan fell from the sky with one foot..." With overwhelming strength, he stepped on a big foot, stepped on Zi Tiandu's chest, and landed vertically.

"puff"

This is a bloody picture, Ye Fan stepped on Zitian and fell, stomped his chest to pieces with one foot, stomped through it, and stepped on the ground.

"The ancient royal family is nothing more than that!" Ye Fan put his hands on his back and looked down at him, destroying all the confidence and dignity of Zi Tiandu.

Ye Fan made a decisive move, and I also ask my brothers to make a decisive move. You know, at a critical moment, you need monthly support.