C1097 Wrong We're All Wrong
C1097 Wrong We're All Wrong
He would let Yang Fann know that the dignity of Fan Family wasn't something he could challenge at the moment.
However, reality was a slap to his face. With just one strike, Fan Yu, who was still arrogant a moment ago, was beaten to death by Yang Fann.
It was only now that Fan An, Great Elemental Old Man, truly attached importance to Yang Fann. He had sent out the fourth person of Fan Family, Fan Wenlai, who had the strength of a Third Grade Perfection Semi-saint tens of millions of years ago.
In an instant, the entire Lingwu Battle Arena became silent.
Within the Heterospatial Space, all the elders were looking forward to it as well.
"This battle is destined to be spectacular. Yang Fan Kid had just used the power of the shell. He killed Fan Yu in an instant. His true combat strength. He had definitely reached the Perfection Semi-saint, and was not as simple as a First Grade Perfection Semi-saint. As for Fan Wen, he was the number one person in the third generation of the Fan Family. He was already a Third Grade Perfection Semi-saint tens of millions of years ago, and after tens of millions of years of painstaking cultivation. . . Even if his combat strength hadn't reached the Fourth Grade Perfection Semi-saint, he wouldn't be much weaker. This battle is very gimmick. "
"Hahaha. . . . I can't wait any longer. I don't know if it's Yang Fann, this A Monster That Defies The Heavens, or that Fan Wen, that brat, who's stronger. "
" It's hard to say. It's really hard to say. Everyone has a chance of winning, but it should be the Fan Family brat who has a higher chance of winning. "
. . .
Compared to Yang Fann, most of the Great Elemental Old Man was more optimistic about Fan Wen. Yang Fann was really too young. Many of the old monsters still hadn't completely changed their minds.
. . .
On the arena.
Yang Fann and Fan Wen stood a thousand feet apart, facing each other from afar.
Fan Wen's appearance was very similar to Fan Ming's. They were not only of the same generation, but they were also brothers of the same father and mother. However, compared to Fan Ming, Fan Wen's Qi was more than several times stronger. He looked like a god that had descended to the mortal world. His eyes were flickering with divine light. Vaguely, it seemed as if he could see gods disappearing and giving birth to their souls.
"Yang Fann, I have to say. . . You are the number one monster in the history of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, and you are not even a hundred years old. You have almost the strength of a Perfection Semi-saint, and in terms of talent. . . I am far inferior to you. . . " Fan Wen looked down at Yang Fann from above. He spoke frankly and confidently, "But you shouldn't have provoked our Fan Family. You have no chance of winning this battle. It's not too late for you to admit defeat now. . . "
"You want me to admit defeat? With a trash like you?" Yang Fann sneered, as if he had just heard a huge joke. He had suppressed a lot of Third Grade Perfection Semi-saint experts in the foreign land. Even if there were less than twenty of them, there should be at least a dozen of them. He really had no idea where Fan Wen got his confidence from.
The next moment. . .
"Rumble. . . "
Yang Fann no longer concealed his cultivation. His vast and boundless magic power was instantly pushed to the limit.
"Ah. . . Peak. . . Peak Holy Lord. . . How is this possible? . . . He's not human, he's not human. . . " Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord jumped up from his seat. He could not believe what he saw. Thirty-two years. In just a short period of thirty-two years, he had actually advanced from Eight Stars Great Saint to Peak Holy Lord. Was this really something a human could do?
One should know that even the fastest Sky Law in the history of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Holy Sovereign, had broken through to the Holy Lord Stage from the Eight Stars Great Saint. It had taken him a million years, and it had also taken Holy Lord a million years to break through to the peak of the Eight Stars Great Saint.
Thirty-two years, two million years. There was no comparison at all.
"Victory has been decided. "
Yang Fann had just broken through to the Eight Stars Great Saint, and his combat strength was already comparable to the peak of the Eight Stars Great Saint. Furthermore, he had broken through three major realms in one go, and had broken through more than a dozen minor realms. His combat strength was terrifying, and he had definitely surpassed a Third Grade Perfection Semi-saint. Even a Fourth or Fifth Grade Perfection Semi-saint might not be a match for him.
At that moment!
Yang Fann struck out with his palm. With the help of the twelve layers of chaotic magic in his body, Yang Fann's strength had increased by more than ten times, or even a hundred times. It was as if the chaotic Devil God had created a world and destroyed the Universal World. His strength was so terrifying that it was comparable to a full-strength attack from a Rank Six Perfection Semi-saint.
"Argh! No. . . "
With a cry of despair, Fan Wen's mana erupted to the limit. In an instant, over a hundred Defensive Barriers were laid out in front of him.
Unfortunately, in front of that invincible power, everything was just an illusion.
In less than a breath's time.
"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi!" . . .
All the Defensive Barriers were destroyed.
In the next moment. . .
"Bang ~ ~"
A terrifying palm force smashed onto Fan Wen's body, causing his clothes to instantly shatter into powder. Following that, his Divine Stainless Treasure Body was filled with dense, criss-crossing cracks. The sound of bones cracking could be heard, causing one's hair to stand on end.
. . .
Silence! For a moment, the silence of the huge Heterospatial Space was somewhat frightening.
Some of the elders were so scared that they could not even close their jaws.
"Wh. . . I blew it up. Fan Wen, you. . . He was blown up just like that?"
"What. . . What a terrifying strength. He's definitely not weaker than a peak Fifth Grade Perfection Semi-saint. "
"He. . . How old is he? He should be less than a hundred years old, right?"
. . .
After the shock, all the big shots felt relieved. Fortunately, this monster is a member of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. If it was someone from a hostile force. . .
They really couldn't sleep soundly. A peak Fifth Grade Perfection Semi-saint who wasn't even a hundred years old, let alone the Tiannan Realm River, they wouldn't even be able to find a single person in the entire Aima Realm. Their future was not something they could imagine.
. . .
Above the Void.
Fan An was equally shocked. In the depths of his eyes, there was a faint trace of regret. At this moment, he really regretted starting a war with Yang Fann. A monster like this monster was not something that the Fan Family could afford to offend. Wasn't it just a descendant of an unknown number of generations later? So what if he was crippled? It was no big deal.
However, right now, he was already riding a tiger and riding a tiger, unable to back down. At this time, if he chose to admit defeat to Yang Fann, their Fan Family would lose face. He really didn't want it anymore.
"Phew. Fan An took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart. He said to the person beside him, "Xun Er, you go down and fight. "
At the end, he secretly reminded, "Just stop when you need to. Don't hurt him. "
He couldn't lose the face of Fan Family, but he also couldn't hurt Yang Fann's face too much.
If Yang Fann really hated them because of this, they would be the ones to suffer in the end.
In this Lingwu Battle Arena, it was impossible for them to kill Yang Fann. Not to mention other things, those old monsters in Heterospatial Space were the first to disagree.
If they dared to kill Yang Fann, in the blink of an eye, their Fan Family would be removed from this world.
Compared to Yang Fann, a mere Fan Family was nothing.
"Father, I know. " Fan Zhong nodded cautiously and said. During this period of time, how could he not think of what Fan An wanted?
. . .
"It's actually Fan Zhong who's going to fight. "
"This battle, Yang Fann is likely going to end here. "
"But even so, Yang Fann will still be proud even though he lost. "
. . .
Fan Zhong was the second person in the Fan Family, second only to Fan An. He had already reached the Rank Six Perfection Semi-saint thirty million years ago. His strength was no less than the withered essence under Yang Fann's command. He was the highest grade Rank Six Perfection Semi-saint. Although the combat strength that Yang Fann displayed was terrifying, there was still a considerable gap between him and Fan Zhong.
In just a blink of an eye, the faces of all the Great Elemental Old Man in Heterospatial Space were swollen.
What did they see? One palm was still the same, and that Fan Zhong who had just stepped onto the stage was blasted apart by Yang Fann.
"What did laozi see. . . "
"Wrong, we were all wrong. This monster. . . This monster really has the power to solo the Fan Family. "
. . .