Under his sight, Douluo was resisting the oppression and ice attacks on the floor.
It can be seen that Douluo's body is already covered in bloodstains.
His hair was spread out and his face was pale, but he still had the graceful look before.
It seemed that the seventy-one level was extremely difficult for him to face.
In particular, his breath was weak at this time, and every time he resisted oppression and ice attacks, his body's energy and strength continued to be depleted, making him feel vaguely unable to withstand it.
"Huh, I'm really surprised that you came here. It seems that those people from the Conferred God Alliance didn't kill you. If my guess is correct, you should have killed those people by now. I really look down on you.
Well, one person, single-handedly, can actually get here. It seems that you are stronger than I thought.
But, so what, this is the seventy-first floor and I can’t get out of here. Do you think you can get out of here? It’s ridiculous!”
Douluo was already panting, and as he spoke, two more bloody wounds appeared on his body.
He began to retreat.
Ye Feng was right, level 71 was already his limit.
However, he couldn't get out of here, and he also believed that Chen Fan couldn't get out of here.
He didn't believe that a person with a much lower level than him could come here. It would be unrealistic if he could get out of here.
"In that case, I'll show you how I get out of here!"
Chen Fan snorted coldly. Douluo didn't believe him, so he would prove it with facts.
Boom! He took a step away, and the dragon armor all over his body burst into dazzling light, covering him.
Visible to the naked eye, countless divine dragons were wandering around him, exuding an ancient and sacred aura.
The seventy-first level of oppression is certainly terrifying.
It has reached the late stage of Qiankun Transformation Realm.
But it is still within the resistance range of Wanlongjia.
Ye Feng was wearing Ten Thousand Dragon Armor and walking on the floor, although his walking speed had slowed down a bit.
But the oppression in the space was gradually broken one by one under Ye Feng's pace.
Even though those ice attacks seemed to have some difficulty when attacking Ye Feng, he was almost always killed mercilessly by virtue of his super physical body and domineering strength.
Seeing this scene, Douluo was shocked and almost screamed.
"You...how is it possible, how is it possible!"
He couldn't imagine that it was very difficult for him to face the seventy-first floor, and he even began to retreat, and the thought of fear had arisen in his consciousness.
But Chen Fan fought more and more fiercely. The oppression and ice attacks on the floor were destroyed one by one in front of Chen Fan. He was no match for Chen Fan.
This scene was completely different from what he had imagined.
He even thought he was hallucinating.
"I killed Song Mo before, and you and I had a fight at the life and death stage in the outer courtyard.
But due to the arrival of Chen Wuming, the battle between you and me was inadvertently ruined. At that time, you and even everyone thought that I was lucky.
In fact, I can tell you now that even if Chen Wuming did not show up at that time, you would not be able to kill me. On the contrary, you would be killed by me. Therefore, the person you should be most grateful to for surviving until now is Chen Wuming. It is him
Indirectness saved you!”
Ye Feng said disdainfully while killing.
In this situation, it no longer makes any sense for him to fight against Douluo.
The oppression and ice attacks on the floor have made it difficult for Douluo to resist.
Why should I fight him?
On the contrary, the scene he performed in the tower now has defeated Douluo in his soul, consciousness, and heart, which is more convincing than the battle between the two.
"No, I don't believe it, Chen Fan, I don't believe you are better than me!"
Until now, Douluo still didn't want to believe the scene in front of him, and roared.
He is already at his limit at this level.
But everything Chen Fan showed was not at the limit, or even far from it.
This is enough to show that Chen Fan is stronger than him physically and in combat effectiveness.
And it's not even the slightest bit stronger.
But he didn't want to believe it.
Who is he, Douluo, recognized as the number one genius in the outer court.
I have even decided it deep down in my heart.
He is the disciple who broke through the highest number of floors in this Ice Prison Exquisite Tower competition.
In his eyes, those disciples of the Conferred Gods Alliance, the Huang family, and the Chen family are not worthy of attention at all, they are simply garbage.
Especially Chen Fan.
From beginning to end, he never took Chen Fan seriously.
If Chen Fan hadn't killed Song Mo in front of everyone that day, which made him lose face, he would not have said the words about killing Chen Fan.
Even when he came to the Ice Prison Linglong Tower, he didn't deliberately look for Chen Fan.
Although Chen Fan killed Song Mo.
But his main goal is to break through the floor.
He wants to be the one with the highest number of floors in the history of the college.
If you encounter Chen Fan on the breakthrough floor, just kill him.
But if he can't meet him, it doesn't really matter to him.
Because in his opinion.
Chen Fan offended so many people.
It's not worth his while. Death at someone's hands is not death.
This is nothing compared to his main purpose.
However, he never expected it.
Not only did Chen Fan not die at the hands of those people.
We also reached the seventy-first floor.
Not only that, but it swept them all.
The oppression and ice attack on the seventy-first floor seemed extremely terrifying to him.
But with Chen Fan, it was not that difficult to deal with.
Especially, at this moment Chen Fan actually said that when he killed Song Mo, he would have the strength to kill himself.
If Chen Wuming hadn't arrived, he might have been killed.
If he had said this before, he would never have believed it.
But now, he had to think about it... "To tell you the truth, the seventy-first floor is nothing to me. My goal is the eighty-first floor.
Don't think I'm talking nonsense.
The eighty-first floor is an existence that is unattainable in the eyes of all of you.
But in my eyes, it's nothing at all.
Don't worry, I won't kill you because you are no longer qualified to let me take action again.
Instead, I will let you see how I, Chen Fan, do what I say, and I will let you know that the gap between you and me is more than a day and a day."
Ye Feng's words were sonorous and powerful.
On the seventy-first floor, with his super physical body and strength, he swept all the way and came directly to the passage leading to the seventy-second floor.
He stood at the entrance of the passage, his spear pointed straight.
This scene seemed to last forever.
A hundred meters behind him, Douluo looked at this figure with his eyes in a trance, and suddenly realized how majestic, tall, and out of reach this figure was.
Although he was only a hundred meters away from Chen Fan, the distance of one hundred meters made it impossible for him to reach it no matter what.
"It turns out that we were wrong all along. He is the real genius of the outer college. Even looking at the entire college, he is expected to have a place in the near future!"
At this moment, Douluo finally lowered his head and acknowledged Chen Fan from the bottom of his heart.