Ye Fan said: "If I strike first, you won't have a chance, and you don't even know how you died."
"What did you say!"
Yang Tianfeng glared angrily.
Yue Liuli sent a message: "Ye Fan, can you do it? Yang Tianfeng has Nascent Soul level combat power."
at this time.
Yang Tianfeng's aura has been suppressed.
Yue Liuli was only in the middle stage of the Taoist palace and couldn't bear it any longer, so Yue Futu captured her.
"Great Elder, this..."
"Don't worry, let's take a look. Ye Fan is not a fool. He may have some trump cards."
at the same time.
The old patriarch of the Ri clan sent a message: "Tianfeng, don't be careless. This Ye Fan is a character, and he may have some trump cards."
Yang Tianfeng said disdainfully: "He has a trump card, don't I? Old patriarch, don't worry, watch me slap him into a pulp. Today, no one can stop me, I will take Yue Linglong back. Yue Linglong's
I want to absorb the origin of the Moon God Body, so that my Sun Treasure Body can evolve into the Sun God Body."
The Sun-Moon God Clan has a long tradition, and the Moon God Body and the Sun God Body are the strongest physiques of this tribe.
Yue Linglong awakened the Moon God Body early; but Yang Tianfeng has not yet been able to do so, and has only mastered the Sun Treasure Body, which is much worse than the Sun God Body.
Physique is not a level either.
Above the treasure body is the divine body, and above the divine body is the holy body.
In addition, there are some weird physiques, which are not included.
anyway.
Yang Tianfeng took action again, this time using 80% of his power to slap Ye Fan to death.
"boom!"
Clap this palm.
Yue Liuli couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ye Fan, be careful!"
boom!
However, Ye Fan didn't even blink his brows and allowed the palm to hit his body.
"Um?"
Yang Tianfeng was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan would not even hide.
"Hahaha, you are really a complete waste. You were so scared that you didn't even know how to hide."
"It's boring."
Yang Tianfeng spat lightly.
Yuefutu waved his hand, the dust and smoke dispersed, and Yang Tianfeng's laughter stopped abruptly.
Ye Fan is not dead and is safe and sound.
The old patriarch of the Ri clan shrank his pupils. He had to deal with Yang Tianfeng's palm seriously.
He actually failed to shoot Ye Fan to death.
"Tianfeng, don't be careless, Ye Fan is very weird." The old patriarch reminded.
Yang Tianfeng's face was grim.
Then he sneered and said: "It turns out that you have a defensive magic weapon, no wonder you are so arrogant."
"It's a pity that a magic weapon is just a magic weapon after all. I want to see if your magic weapon can withstand a few attacks from me."
"Die to me!"
Yang Tianfeng punched, and not just one punch, but one after another, crazy attacks.
Rumble.
Big explosion, energy aftermath ripples.
Wolbudu controls the battlefield, otherwise the palace will be destroyed.
Yue Liuli was extremely nervous.
Can Ye Fan's defensive magic weapon stop Yang Tianfeng's fierce attack?
moment.
Yang Tianfeng stopped and breathed heavily. He punched Qian'er eight hundred times in total.
Even a monster at the peak of the Taoist palace will be beaten into a pulp by him.
"Let's see if you die!"
Yang Tianfeng waved his hand and blew away the dust and smoke.
next moment.
It was as if he had seen a ghost, his face full of disbelief and disbelief.
Ye Fan was still standing with his hands behind his back, safe and sound, not even the clothes on his body were stained with any debris.
"hiss."
Yue Liuli took a breath of air.
Yuefutu raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Yang Tianfeng, and sneered: "Tsk, tsk, you can't do it. If someone just stands still and lets you hit me, you can't beat him to death."
The wind in the sun is raging.
"Whoa!"
He turned his hand over and took out the magic weapon, which was a fiery red stick.
Yue Liuli shouted: "Ye Fan, be careful, that is the Fiery God Stick, the most precious treasure of the Ri clan."