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All Saints City, the center of the bloody battle platform.

Countless alien races were boiling, and they couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes, they sent it, this time it was really sent, the semi-holy combat power, His Royal Highness Cangzhen actually reached the semi-holy combat power, and there was no suspense at all in this battle.

Starlight Young Master Star Wuji, although it can be regarded as unparalleled in combat power, but there is still an insurmountable gap between the distance from the Half-Saint Ancestor.

And those alien powerhouses who pressed the treasure on Yang Fan's body were all gray, and many people had already begun to insult them.

At this moment, they didn't care whether Yang Fan was the young master of the Starlight Clan, whether it was caused by their crimes, and they would not have thought that the reason why this was the case was completely due to their greed, and they took a fancy to the high odds of one loss of three, and they only had one thought in their hearts, that is, this bastard, who caused them to go bankrupt.

People are like that, especially these crazy gamblers, it's even more unreasonable.

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Under the high platform, VIP seats.

All the half-saint ancestors of the Canglong clan, the holy lord powerhouse, all looked at the powerhouses of the Sun, Moon and Star clans with a smug face, and seemed to say that even the stupid fork of Xing Wuji dared to give their three highnesses a bloody battle sticker, and they didn't pee, according to their own appearance, he was also worthy!

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Above the ring.

Cang Zhen, who was like the resurrection of an ancient dragon god, looked down on Yang Fan condescendingly, and a cruel smile crossed his face, "Gun." ”

"Boom ..........."

A black light like the source of darkness pierced the void.

The next moment..........

I saw a two-meter-long black dragon spear appear in Cang Zhen's hand, and in an instant, the momentum of Cang Zhen's body skyrocketed again, rising steadily, and it seemed to have the potential to catch up with the mid-stage half-saint.

"This ......... This......... This is the Death Dragon Lance, the Natal Dragon Lance of the Black Dragon Emperor, the strongest emperor of the Black Dragon Clan in the ancient era?"

"Shhh......... Unexpectedly, this superb quasi-holy weapon turned out to be in the hands of Cangzhen, legend has it that in ancient times, it was with this death dragon spear that the Black Dragon Emperor even slaughtered the twelve half-saint powerhouses of the human race, and established his prestige!"

"It's dead, now Zixing Wuji is definitely dead, Cang Zhen, who is holding the death dragon spear, is a mid-stage half-saint, and he has no power to fight. ”

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In all directions, except for the three clans of the sun, moon and stars, no one is optimistic about Yang Fan.

Among the mid-stage half-saints, among the thirty-one saint clans, some of the low-ranking saint sons are just such combat power.

"Infinitely younger, suffer death! Death is !! shot"

The most tyrannical murderous intent flashed in Cang Zhen's eyes, and as soon as his body moved, he directly tore through the space, appearing in front of Yang Fan like a teleportation, that is, a shot directly to Yang Fan's chest.

"Boom ..........."

The two major laws of darkness and death ~ erupt wildly, everything in the world, nothing can be killed!

"Shhh ”

"This power is almost comparable to the full force of the mid-stage demi-saint. ”

"It's over! The young master of starlight is also a generation of Tianjiao, but unfortunately he has found the wrong person. ”

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At this moment, in the eyes of countless foreign powerhouses, Yang Fan has already drawn an equal sign with the dead, this shot, even the early demi-saint can be severely damaged, or even killed, not to mention Xing Wuji, who only has the peak saint master's combat power.

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Say it's too late, then it's too soon!!

"Something like an ant dares to be presumptuous in front of this young master. ”

"Boom ..........."

With a disdainful cold drink, endless starry light suddenly burst out from Yang Fan's body.

With a body of less than two meters, it instantly turned into a giant spirit several feet high, surrounded by bright stars, like an ancient star god descending into the world, invincible.

Ten Thousand Beasts Holy Body Simulation, that is an all-round simulation, Starlight Young Master Star Wuji will be, there is nothing that Yang Fan will not have, or even better.

This Starlight Clan's housekeeping skills, and the Star God Battle Body is naturally no exception.

"Break my !!"

"Boom..........

With a wave of his right arm, carrying the power of endless starlight, he slammed into the death dragon spear with a punch.

This punch is like the fury of the ancient star god, and the terror of the power contained in it even faintly surpasses the realm of the mid-stage demi-saint and catches up with the late-stage demi-saint.

"Boom ..........."

The frenzy of terrifying power swept in all directions, and seemed to blow up the entire ring.

"Ah...........h

With a terrible wail, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Cangzhen Yangtian, and the arms holding the Death Dragon Lance were extremely twisted, and even the Death Dragon Lance fell to the ground.

"What? How is this possible?"

"This power is not much worse than that of the demi-saints in the later period. ”

"It's such a star, it's so hidden. ”

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In all directions, countless powerhouses of different races were stunned and terrified.

Even the powerhouses of the Sun, Moon and Star clans, who had already known Yang Fan's strength, were shocked, and the third (third young master) he actually had something to hide, it was really terrifying.

The slightest uneasiness that had just sprung up because of that Cang Zhen taking out the Death Dragon Spear disappeared in an instant.

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In the ring.

"Impossible, Wuji Xiao'er, how can you have such strength?" Cang Zhen erupted into a hysterical roar while frantically using the dragon power in his body, frantically repairing his injuries.

I can't believe it, I really can't believe it, you must know that a hundred years ago, this Star Wuji only had the peak Saint Lord combat power, and there was still a big gap between it and the Half-Saint Capital.

It's only been a long time, how can there be such a terrifying power.

"Go to hell and ask the god of death. Yang Fan's eyes were cold, and his killing intent flashed, not giving Cang Zhen a chance to breathe, just a palm towards the head of Cang Zhen.

This palm, even more powerful than the punch before it, has truly possessed the power of a late stage demi-saint.

"Ah, no.........."

Cang Zhen erupted with a beast-like roar, and the dragon power in his whole body rioted wildly, forming layers of dragon power shields, wanting to block Yang Fan's killer punch.

It's just that under the terrifying fist power comparable to that of the late stage demi-saint, the hundreds of layers of dragon power shields are like paper paste, and they are easily blown into slag.

"Boom..........

The furious and invincible fist power suddenly bombarded Cang Zhen's abdomen, and in an instant, it shattered Cang Zhen's medium-grade quasi-holy weapon level Canglong battle armor, and the terrifying power suddenly poured ~ into Cang Zhen's body.

"Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", ...........

The terrible sound of bones popping is creepy.

Cangzhen's whole person flew out upside down like a rag sack.

"Die. ”

Yang Fan laughed fiercely, and the whole person directly caught up with Cangzhen, that is, he threw a punch towards Cangzhen's head.

As long as this punch hits, Cang Zhen will definitely be dead.

"Stop. ”

"Star Wuji, you are presumptuous!!",

"What do you want to do, Hindrance. ”

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"Boom..........

The terrifying aura of the Demi-Saint Ancestor erupted from above the seat of the Canglong Clan.

"It's you who are presumptuous. ”

"Absolute old man, you can't do it if you want to destroy the bloody battle. ”

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"Boom ..........."

Almost at the same time, a stream of demi-saint coercion erupted from the three clans of the sun, moon and star, locking on the demi-saint ancestors of the Canglong clan, wanting to intervene in the bloody war, if they really couldn't die, these old guys couldn't die.

Not only that, on the bench of the high platform, the Nine Semi-Saint Ancestors also glared angrily at the Cang Jue and other Cang Jue Clan Half-Saint Ancestors, and the terrifying coercion blocked the Cang Jue and several people in all directions, as long as they dared to make a move, they would definitely suffer a blow from the Nine Semi-Saint Thunder.

"Absolute Patriarch, do you Canglong Clan want to interfere in the sacred bloody battle and provoke the majesty of the Patriarchate?" In the center of the Nine Half-Saint Patriarchs, the peak Half-Saint looked coldly at the powerhouses of the Canglong Clan, and his voice was full of unspeakable anger.

The behavior of Cang Jue and the others is completely provoking the majesty of the nine of them, if they really let them succeed, where will the old faces of their nine elders go.

"You .........." Cang Jue and the other demi-saints of the Canglong clan glared angrily, but they didn't dare to make any more moves, the power of the three clans of the sun, moon and stars was no longer under them, if they added the nine elders, they would have no chance of winning.

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In the ring.

"Don't, Xing Wuji, I admit defeat, I admit defeat............" Seeing that Yang Fan's iron fist would blow his head with one punch, Cang Zhen couldn't care about anything else, and shouted in a lost voice.

"Admit defeat? So what, I said, today~ you must die, no one can save you. Yang Fan was unmoved, "Go to hell and repent!!"

"Boom..........

"Ah, no..........."