Gao Wu: Amplified billions of times, I will rule forever

"Puff!"

But a surprising scene appeared. His attack was destroyed by the magic gun. The bloody figure he condensed exploded directly.

Then his pupils suddenly shrank, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Fan on the other side had put away his spear, and the South Heaven Gate behind him dissipated.

Such a scene made everyone look confused. They didn't understand what happened at all.

It seemed that two people attacked at the same time, but the moves of the two people suddenly disappeared. Just when everyone was confused, countless blood spread from Zhao Tiandu's body, staining his clothes red. It was Ye Fan who was injured by the gun.

Moreover, a crack of more than 30 meters appeared behind Zhao Tiandu, and there was still amazing gun energy left on it, which was shocking.

At this moment, Zhao Tiandu half-knelt on the ground, and then fell down directly, but his life was not in danger.

Ye Fan is not a murderer, and he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

At this moment, Ye Fan saw a number of 100,000 flashing above his head. His points directly reached the first place, surpassing the prince

"Zhao Tiandu is defeated!"

I don't know who said this, everything became quiet, and fell into a strange silence.

Almost all the people had their eyes wide open and their mouths slightly opened, as if someone had grabbed their necks and couldn't make any sound.

They didn't know why Ye Fan was so terrifying. Although he was an ancient saint, why was he so perverted!

Even the demigod bloodline was defeated by him in one move. Who on earth is this person?

After defeating this person, Ye Fan felt that his void state of mind was directly upgraded to a level of 30%, which could increase his combat power by 50%.

"You showed mercy, otherwise Zhao Tiandu would have been dead!"The prince looked at Ye Fan with complicated eyes. He felt mixed emotions.

In fact, it didn't matter if he fought with Ye Fan now. If Ye Fan could defeat Zhao Tiandu with one move, he could naturally defeat him as well.

"It's your turn next!" Ye Fan looked at the prince.

"Zhao Tian and I are good at different things. No matter how strong you are, you can't defeat me with one move!" The prince said slowly, his eyes gradually changed from shock to calmness.

There were two forces of time and space flowing in his body, and a Tai Chi pattern appeared behind him. He was best at defense.

""Ye Fan, although I don’t know why you were able to burst out such extraordinary combat power just now, I believe you can’t burst out the second move!"

The prince believed that Ye Fan’s basic combat power should be similar to his, about 15 billion. It was through the superposition of various forces that he was able to burst out that move that exceeded hundreds of billions of combat power.

And Ye Fan should have used some kind of elixir that overdrafted power, otherwise everything would not make sense.

Although the Ancient Saint Body is powerful, it is not powerful to this level!

Once a person’s concept is formed, it is difficult to change.

The current prince is like this, he does not think this is Ye Fan’s true strength.

When Ye Fan heard the prince’s words, he smiled slightly and said,"Then you can try to take my punch, if you can take it!"

The three kinds of artistic conception power superimposed on Ye Fan’s body, and the golden flame burned fiercely, covering his fist.

""Boom!"

After the power of adversity was superimposed, Ye Fan's punch was accompanied by a roar of thunder and fire. The power was many times stronger than before.

However, because this martial art was not perfect, it did not produce 200 billion combat power, but it also produced an astonishing 180 billion. When this punch exploded, the air around was wailing violently, and even the space was distorted.

The Tai Chi pattern condensed behind the prince was torn like a piece of rag and exploded in the air.

In his eyes, a golden fist wrapped in thunder and fire was finally reflected.

At this moment, he finally knew that this was Ye Fan's true strength. The other party was a peerless genius, an existence far beyond his demigod bloodline.

The basic combat power definitely surpassed him by a lot!

"As expected, he is worthy of being called the Ancient Saint Body!"

This was his last thought, because when the fist landed on him, he could feel that all the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and his meridians were in great pain.

Then, in front of everyone, he fell to the ground with a"thump" and fainted.

Ye Fan's points soared again. His current points have reached nearly 300,000, and he is already the first in points.

Moreover, he defeated these two invincible geniuses and was destined to be the champion.

The geniuses watching the battle around were all standing at this moment, with expressions of astonishment and disbelief on their faces.

After a long time, there was another burst of inhalation here.

"Ye Fan actually won again!"

"Why is he so powerful? How did he do it? How did he defeat the prince with just one punch!"

"This person looks like a first-level marquis, but he is much more terrifying than an ordinary king!"

All the spectators had shock written all over their faces, speaking in an amazed tone, their eyes always on Ye Fan.

Before, it could be said that Ye Fan might have taken some kind of elixir to improve his strength, but now, facing the two terrifying artistic conception powers of the prince, he can easily break them.

Now it is enough to show how powerful Ye Fan is, he is a well-deserved champion.

All the spectators took this scene into their minds and felt that they would never forget it in their lives.

Because Ye Fan was really too terrifying, the myth of the ancient saint body would continue from him.

………

On the square, the four venerables looked at the projection on the screen, almost all of them frowned, and some even looked dazed.

Because the screen was synchronized, they could naturally see the horror of Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan’s fighting power is so terrifying!"

"He could actually defeat the prince and Zhao Tiandu one by one. This was too terrifying. He had the majesty of a god in his youth!"

"Who would have thought that the final winner would be Ye Fan!"

Feng Wuxie and Tianyuan were all sighing.

Especially Tianyuan, he was also shocked, because he knew that the ancient saint body was powerful, but he didn't know it would be so powerful.

Even the demigod bloodline was vulnerable in his hands. He couldn't guess what heights such a person would reach in the future.

But now he felt proud.

The higher-ups had been ignoring him, and now they knew they were wrong!

"Tianyuan, this ancient holy body you are interested in is indeed powerful, but have you ever heard of the holy body spell?"Seeing Tianyuan's face glowing red, the Venerable Tianqiong couldn't help but tell him in advance that he wanted to make him fall from heaven to the bottom of the valley.

"What Holy Body Magic Spell?" Venerable Tianyuan frowned. He had heard some rumors, but he thought it was nonsense.

"My master has said that the Holy Body Curse was predicted by the Holy Body strongman of that year. He said that the Holy Body of this era will never be able to break through the Venerable. In this life, Ye Fan can only cultivate to become a king!"Venerable Tianqiong said coldly.

This made Tianyuan frown, and finally understood why the immortals above didn't pay much attention to his news.