Chapter 892: Saint clone, innate spiritual treasure

"The legendary princes are not really all fools, right?"

Ye Fan looked at the fifth prince who was knocked away and couldn't help but smile. What a person Cheng Mo, his son and daughter, are all so unbearable. In such an environment, he still wants to use his identity to suppress others, or a saint?

Every saint has his own pride. If he were in other places in Kunlun, the identity of the fifth prince might be fine. It would be strange if he was not beaten to death here!

"Bang!"

However, after Ye Fan sighed, his figure suddenly retreated!

And at this moment, another heavy punch flew across his previous place, and the huge power of the fist directly destroyed the ten miles of the radius of ten miles to pieces!

"A bastard, now I am the only one left. Send everything on you quickly, otherwise I will let you die!"

The red-haired young man's eyes were full of sunshine, staring at Ye Fan coldly, and said in a stern voice.

"Senior, do you want to kill me, and you still want me to give you something? Have you forgotten our previous promise?"

Ye Fan was not panicked at all, and looked at him with a smile.

"Hmph, I did not agree to your oath. If you don't hand it over, I will come and get it myself!"

"Change!"

The red-haired young man pursued him relentlessly. Seeing Ye Fan retreating, his aura was like a surging wave burst out. He stretched out his finger coldly, pointed at Ye Fan coldly, and shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around Ye Fan seemed to be solidified and could not move.

"Hmph, the solidification space is interesting. If you change to another late stage of the Daoyuan Realm, you may not have any moves, but it's a pity that you met me!"

The space around Ye Fan was frozen to death, like an invisible shackle that bound him, but he did not have any fear and continued to smile calmly!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a red flame burst out from Ye Fan's body, directly burning the space that frozen him. At the moment of crisis, he avoided the fierce attack of the red-haired young man again!

"What a powerful flame, is this the sky fire?"

The red-haired young man looked at the red flame that suddenly burst out in front of him and burned his solidified space. He was completely stunned for a moment, but after being stunned, a rich greed appeared deep in his eyes!

He is the clone of a saint. After thousands of years of cultivation, he already possesses some of the power of a powerful person in the saint realm!

That hand space solidified, let alone the early stage of the Daoyuan Realm, even the Great Perfection of the Daoyuan Realm may not be able to break free so quickly, but the flame burned the space he solidified at the first time, and only the legendary heavenly fire can do it!

"Hahaha, is this the inheritance of the God Refining Tower?"

"Boy, hand over everything on you. I swear by the inner demon and spare your life!"

After knowing that the red flame was the sky fire, the red-haired young man smiled more happily, and his fists burned the flames that were not inferior to the sky fire, and continued to bombard Ye Fan!

The flames on his fist were formed by the spiritual fire he collected after spending thousands of years. Their power was even worse than that of the Tianhuo, but because of his cultivation, the gap was directly made up!

However, after seeing the Heavenly Fire, he became more and more eager to take it. If he took the Heavenly Fire, his combat power would be enough to soar ten times!

"Give me my life?"

"You think I'm stupid? Is this so-called life abolishing my cultivation level and let me go?"

"If you forgive me like this, why don't you kneel down and call me dad, lick my feet, and then I will reward you with both feet and recognize you as your son?"

Ye Fan was surrounded by red fire, and he continued to dodge the attack of this person. Hearing the words of this person, he sneered contemptuously.

This guy said to spare his life, this life is very particular. Ye Fan had known this particularity in his previous life.

If you lose your cultivation level, you will be spared!

But here, if you lose your cultivation level, what is the difference between being dead?

"A fool who is ungrateful, I want to kill you!"

"Ten swords, come!"

Seeing that Ye Fan had seen through his plan, the red-haired young man even rudely insulted him. He was furious and squatted his hands together and quickly pinched a sword trick!

"Crash!"

At the beginning of time, the red-haired young man swung his robe, and ten terrifying divine swords, which were extremely sharp and like flowing light, hovering out of his sleeves!

As soon as the ten divine swords came out, loud sword sounds sounded one after another, endless, with sword intent as powerful as mountains and seas sweeping across the entire sky!

"Go to die!"

The red-haired young man looked solemn and put his fingers on his sword, pointing at Ye Fan from afar!

The ten swords immediately moved and turned into ten majestic and extraordinary horses. With the terrifying sword power, they vowed to cut Ye Fan under the sword!

"Innate Spiritual Treasure? It seems that you have a lot of treasures on you!"

"Witch Bell, now!"

Ye Fan looked at the ten divine swords flying towards him, and recognized their level at a glance. His expression suddenly became shaking, and he did not dare to have too much contact with them!

The innate spiritual treasure is completely different from the acquired spiritual treasure. Not only is the spiritual intelligence above the acquired spiritual treasure, but its power and sharpness are far better than the acquired spiritual treasure. Even if no one operates it, it can kill the powerful Daoyuan Realm!

If he was entangled by these ten magic swords and the attack of the red-haired young man, his situation would be a bit worrying!

So he directly summoned the witch bell and used the witch clan's magic to activate the witch bell!

"when!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted above the witch bell!

The rumbling sound did not turn into any actual sound wave, but the deafening sound was extraordinary. It directly swept the ten swords that swept in front of him, and also rushed towards the red-haired young man who was planning to give Ye Fan a fatal blow and flew backwards!

"What?"

The red-haired young man was very powerful. Facing Wu Zhong's sound waves, he was only shocked a hundred feet away!

A hundred feet distance is not a huge distance for the powerful Daoyuan realm, but when he thought of the previous sound waves, he couldn't help but look shocked in his divine eyes!

The sound wave was extremely strange. Although it had no actual attack, it also carried the supreme power, which made his body and soul very uncomfortable. If he was hit ten more times, he might die and disappear!

"Is this also the inheritance in the God Refining Tower?"

The red-haired young man suppressed the shock in his heart and thought to himself.

Then, he looked up at Ye Fan, but saw that it was empty in front of him!

It turned out that when Ye Fan shook him back, he took advantage of his distraction and fled directly!

"Slut, where can I go!"

When the red-haired young man saw Ye Fan fleeing under his nose, he was furious and recalled ten magic swords!

"Clang!Clang!Clang..."

Ten divine swords turned into flowing light from a distance and flew towards the red-haired youth. They overlapped each other. When they arrived in front of the red-haired youth, they had already turned into a huge divine edge that was ten feet long and three feet wide!

The red-haired young man stepped on it and continued to chase Ye Fan!

"Beast, after beating this prince, you still want to run away? Today, you have to leave your life here!"

As the red-haired young man was about to set off, a heart-wrenching and extremely resentful roar suddenly came from the sky!

"Damn it, why aren't you dead?"

The red-haired young man felt the sharp pressure coming from above and looked up in shock.

The fifth prince who was hit by him before was not only not dead, but was also attacking him with a terrible divine power that was as powerful as a saint, which shocked him for a moment!

"Hmph, joke, this prince is the son of the Emperor, and the most talented prince. With the Emperor's divine power, how can he die?"

"Today, I will take your life!"

The fifth prince had a dazzling divine light, and a large area of ​​powerful and fickle runes were wrapped around his body, like a god in a fury attacking the red-haired young man!

"roll!"

When the red-haired young man saw that he actually used his identity to suppress him, his anger was completely ignited. The divine edge under his feet turned into a dazzling exercise, cut open the space, and rushed towards the fifth prince!

"It's useless. The divine power that the father gave to this prince is not something you, a waste, can compete with!"

When the fifth prince saw the divine sword coming, he smiled disdainfully, and took out a divine sword that was equally extraordinary and carried the supreme divine power!

The divine sword is also an innate spiritual treasure, and its quality is not much better than the divine edges turned into by the red-haired young man!

"Get out!"

The fifth prince roared angrily, holding the magic sword in his hand, and swung it down angrily!

Accompanied by a loud "crack" sound, the huge divine striker was immediately beaten back by him, and the power of the divine sword in his hand remained unabated, turning into a powerful sword energy that could kill the saint, and rushed towards the red-haired young man below!

"You're looking for death!"

The red-haired young man's eyes widened, and one blow was enough to burn the sea of ​​boiling water. The huge fist that destroyed the mountains and rivers of millions of miles suddenly burst out, shattering the sword light from the sky!

"I will kill a prince to sacrifice his sword today!"
Chapter completed!