4298--Andrew Cutting the Eighth Floor of the Holy Emperor
Chapter 4298 Killing the Eighth Level Saint Emperor
Situ Hai and Feng Yuan's cultivation have been stuck on the eighth floor of the Holy Land for a long time, but they have been unable to break through.
It’s not that they don’t have enough qualifications, but they don’t have enough resources.
Breaking through from the eighth level of the Holy Emperor to the ninth level of the Holy Emperor requires a lot of resources.
However, Purgatory's resources are limited. Even if Lian Zong is the overlord, it is still not enough.
Now, Lian Zong has captured the Holy Domain and won the Holy Domain. This means that Lian Sect has another area of cultivation resources.
In this case, when they break through to the ninth level of the Holy Emperor, they are no longer the mirror flowers and the moon.
The two of them were chatting and looking outside, feeling very comfortable.
But at this moment, suddenly, there was a booming sound, and the spacecraft hit an invisible barrier and was forced to stop instantly.
The spaceship vibrated, and countless monks from the Lian Sect became vigilant.
"what happened?"
"There is an enemy attack!"
"court death!"
Waves of noisy sounds came out, and almost immediately, all the Lian Zong disciples rushed out.
As disciples of the Lian Sect, these people are all geniuses and elites, and their reactions are naturally very fast.
Feng Yuan and Situ Hai also changed their expressions, and then rushed out of the spaceship without any hesitation.
The two people's mental power spread, but they were unaware of it.
There is only an invisible barrier in front of you. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.
"Whoever dares to block my way, get out!"
Feng Yuan shouted lowly, the pressure of the Holy Emperor burst out from his body, and his eyes instantly became cold and stern.
Although Situ Hai did not speak, he also released a terrifying aura.
There are several Holy Emperors who escaped from the Holy Palace, and they also know it. Is it possible that this is an ambush by the other party?
Both of them felt a little uneasy in their hearts.
However, when they took out the communication bead and planned to send a message to Qin Ge and Xue Kai, they were shocked to find that the message could not be sent out at all.
"Haha, get out?
Who do you think you are?
He is indeed a beast from the Lian Sect, and he dares to be so domineering when he comes to my sanctuary."
A disdainful voice came out, and soon, the void opened and two figures came out.
It was Wang Fan and Yao Ling'er.
Wang Fan naturally can no longer escape into space.
But Yaoling'er can.
Therefore, it is not difficult for the two of them to come out of the space.
"Who are you?
Are they the remnants of the Holy Palace?"
Feng Yuan's eyes were fixed on Wang Fan and Yao Ling'er, and his heart was even more solemn.
He couldn't see through the cultivation of these two people at all.
The two of them were just like ordinary people, without any divine energy in their bodies.
Just, is this possible?
Obviously it's impossible.
"The remnants of the Holy Palace?"
When Wang Fan heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
He originally planned to talk some more nonsense, but when he heard the word "remaining sins", he was no longer in the mood.
Wang Fan's eyes turned scarlet in an instant, and the next second, he went straight towards Feng Yuan to kill him.
He did not plan to use the poisonous mist immediately, but planned to see how far he was from the eighth level of the Holy Emperor.
"kill!"
When Feng Yuan saw Wang Fan coming to kill him, he naturally wasn't afraid at all.
He gave the order, and the divine energy in his body exploded. The next second, a long knife appeared in his hand, and he struck Wang Fan directly with the knife.
The strong wind roared, and the blade tore through the air, making a hissing sound.
Wang Fan's face was equally solemn, and he twisted his body in mid-air to avoid the opponent's attack, and then approached him again.
He currently has no divine essence, so he cannot attack from a distance and can only attack from close range.
Feng Yuan was not surprised when he saw that Wang Fan had dodged his attack. The divine energy in his body surged again, and in an instant, he struck out with several knives again.
The wave of knives in the sky formed a large net, heading towards Wang Fan overwhelmingly, seeming to completely crush Wang Fan.
Wang Fan knew he couldn't evade, so he snorted coldly, unleashed all his strength, clenched his fists tightly, and then punched him hard several times.
A rumbling sound sounded, and Wang Fan's fist tore through countless sword curtains, blasting out a hole.
The next second, he rushed in.
The surrounding sword light cut on his body, making a hissing sound. Countless blood marks appeared on his body in an instant, and his whole body turned into a bloody man.
"this--"
However, watching this scene, Feng Yuan was not only not happy, but also extremely shocked and unbelievable.
He is an eighth-level Saint Emperor, and his sword is also a Saint Emperor weapon.
He was a strong man on the eighth level of the Holy Emperor. He held a holy sword and blasted at Wang Fan. He was unable to kill Wang Fan even under the cut. How could he not be surprised?
How powerful is this physical body?
Feng Yuan no longer cared to think so much, because at this time, Wang Fan had already approached him.
I saw Wang Fan covered in blood, but his eyes were extremely ferocious.
The wind of fists roared, and Wang Fan kept hitting Feng Yuan with punch after punch, which could be said to destroy the world.
At such a distance, it was already impossible for Feng Yuan to continue using the sword, and it was already too late to retreat.
If he had taken precautions in advance and knew that Wang Fan's body was so powerful, he might have been able to react earlier and prevent Wang Fan from getting close.
But now, it's too late.
As a last resort, he had no choice but to put away his sword, and with divine energy all over his body, he continued to fight with Wang Fan.
As an eighth-level monk of the Holy Emperor, he deeply understands a truth.
That is, when facing the enemy, you must not be timid, otherwise you will die faster.
Unless the other party has the strength to crush you.
Of course, in that case, it doesn't matter whether you give in or not, you will die anyway.
The two people's attacks collided, and the sound of roaring continued to be heard. Feng Yuan was beaten and retreated repeatedly, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
At this moment, he was completely sure that Wang Fan was a pure body-refining cultivator.
A pure body-refining cultivator has actually reached such a stage, this...
It’s simply too shocking!
You know, body-refining cultivators grow very slowly. After all, how could it be easy to defeat the Holy Emperor with the power of the physical body?
However, Wang Fan did it.
Feng Yuan was shocked, and Wang Fan was also shocked, and at the same time a little helpless.
Compared with the eighth level Saint Emperor, there is still a slight gap between him and him.
Even though he was physically strong and powerful, he still had no advantage against the eighth level Saint Emperor.
In other words, he still can't beat the eighth level of the Holy Emperor.
Because his strength is not enough.
Of course, it would not be easy to kill him with his physical body, the eighth level Saint Emperor, or Feng Yuan in front of him.
After all, his defense is very strong.
After Wang Fan roughly understood his own strength, he naturally had no intention of continuing to fight.
Taking advantage of Feng Yuan's retreat, he quickly grabbed the poisonous mist that could obliterate the eighth level of the Holy Emperor and sprayed it directly.
Feng Yuan originally planned to stay away from Wang Fan and then fight again after distance.
Because he understood that getting close to Wang Fan was what a fool would do.
Only by keeping distance can he kill Wang Fan.
But he didn't expect that just after he retreated, Wang Fan would make such a move.
With a scoff, a stream of mist spurted out. Feng Yuan waved his robe subconsciously, and his divine energy surged, trying to disperse the mist, but it was useless.
The poisonous mist was not affected at all and directly penetrated his divine energy and fell on him.