994: C994 Warfare

C994 Warfare

Yang Fann said arrogantly as he looked at Xie Tian with a cold glint in his eyes.

Wang Liang and the rest were stunned. They looked at each other, and they even suspected that they had heard wrongly. How much self-confidence did he have to actually say that he wanted to cut off Xie Tian?

This was an existence comparable to wargods!

Although Yang Fann had shown an invincible attitude in the past few battles, he was still facing ordinary cultivators. There was no such strong existence remaining.

However, in the end, everything still depended on one's strength. The Little Demon Lord's name was a nightmare for their side.

It could be said that it left them with an unerasable fear.

That was why they didn't dare to believe Yang Fann's words. The shadow of a famous human tree, Sang Tian had once fought on the battlefield and slaughtered many people. They felt that the current Yang Fann would not be able to fight against him.

"Kill me? "What arrogant words. Other than Martial Ambition, who in your Martial God Alliance would dare to say those words?" Xie Tian revealed his domineering aura. His demonic aura surged, and his face was full of arrogance and pride.

In his eyes, what Yang Fann said now was just a joke and he didn't care at all.

"After today, there will be one more. Unfortunately, you won't have the chance to know." Yang Fann was not inferior to his opponent in terms of momentum. Even though his opponent was quite famous, Yang Fann still dared to fight back.

"Arrogant!" If you were born a thousand years ago, I will definitely let you know just how pitiful it is for you to be in the same era as me. " Li Tian was just as domineering as before.

Yang Fann did not respond.

However, this sentence was extremely familiar to him.

Lei Cang had said it before, and Wu Jingxian had also said it. However, the meaning was different from what Xie Tian said at the moment. However, Yang Fann believed that it wasn't that Lan Cang and Wu Jingxian were boasting about him, but that the Xie Tian before him was too conceited.

He had said that he would kill his opponent with more than just a simple sentence.

Wu Jingxian once said that other than him, he could fight against any wargod under his command. If he risked his life, he would have a chance at victory.

But that was before.

Now that he understood the true meaning of slaughter and his Golden God Physique even broke through to the next layer, what was there to fear?

Thinking of this, Yang Fann took a step forward.

Without a second word, the aura of the Golden God's body erupted.

Then, amidst the surging killing intent, Yang Fann condensed his long spear, raised it horizontally in the air, and cut through the night.

"So it's the power of the Golden Martial Spirit, and it's a natural born spirit body that can fuse killing intent. No wonder even Vishnu said that you're strange, but it's useless. In front of my Little Demon Sovereign, everything you've done is just an illusion, nothing more than death." Xie Tian's eyes were filled with contempt. Facing Yang Fann's attack, he didn't have any fear in his eyes.

He completely ignored them.

It was only when the spear was directly in front of him that he casually threw out a punch.

On his fist, the devil aura was as vast as a galactic explosion. Within the pitch-black darkness, there was a terrifying power capable of devouring everything.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The long spear broke into pieces.

That punch seemed to contain an indestructible power that directly shattered Yang Fann's spear attack.

The powerful demonic aura also caused Yang Fann to retreat explosively.

After the first clash, Yang Fann's face became serious.

"The Holy Son is mighty!" Vishnu shouted even louder.

His face became even more excited and insolent.

It wasn't just him. The tens of thousands of people behind him were even more excited.

One punch, just one punch, had completely destroyed Yang Fann's attack. It had to be known that Yang Fann had relied on this spear to madly attack them for a few days, causing their hearts to be filled with fear.

But now, the moment that Ni Tian made a move, he directly destroyed Yang Fann's trump card. This reversal made them very ambitious. They felt that the situation had reversed, and even Yang Fann could finally die here.

On the other hand, the War God's side, on the other hand, had incomparably grim looks on their faces.

Worry was written all over his face.

"Yang Fann, come back. Let us fight this battle. In any case, even if we die, we can still survive tomorrow." Wang Liang said.

"That's right, Yang Fann. Don't make such an indifferent sacrifice. You are our hope." Ma Chao said.

They were afraid that Yang Fann would be too young to swallow his anger and fight to the death. If that was the case, then it would truly disappoint them.

Yang Fann did not turn around.

"No worries, this is only the beginning of the battle." Yang Fann narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Upon hearing those words, Wang Liang and the others sighed in their hearts. Some of them even had a look of anger on their faces.

Yang Fann, a momentary failure doesn't mean much. Xue Zhongyi said.

Although he thought highly of Yang Fann.

But now, with just one move, his superior and subordinate had been determined. They felt that Yang Fann could not bring himself to lose face now. After all, he was invincible in the war two days ago.

Yang Fann was helpless and did not respond to the crowd's persuasion.

But to retreat was impossible.

At the same time, Xie Tian's eyes also fell on Yang Fann: "It's only just started? Wrong, and wrong, too. Because for me, it's over. "

"For people like you, killing them would be a piece of cake. But facing me, you are not worthy to fight with me." Xie Tian ruthlessly said.

In the next moment, he took a step forward, and the sound suddenly disappeared.

He could no longer be seen on the suspension bridge.

"Shattered Dao Devil Fist!"

In an instant, the figure of Sang Tian appeared again, dragging behind it numerous afterimages. In the end, he merged into a single entity, and a fist descended.

However, Yang Fann didn't seem to have any reaction at all as he stared at the empty space with a baffled expression.

"No!"

"Yang Fann, quickly retreat!"

"Not good, Yang Fann, quickly dodge it!"

Wang Liang and the others exclaimed.

Their attention was always focused on the battlefield. Even though they had seen how Batian had made his move, when he had disappeared and reappeared, they had instinctively assumed that Yang Fann would not be able to dodge and would definitely face the fatal blow.

However, they did not know that Yang Fann was silent and did not move at all. But rather, within the soul of battle, a figure of Sang Tian had already condensed into form, and simultaneously deduced the trajectory of this fist strike.2

"Whiz!"

In that split-second, Yang Fann's figure turned and dodged the fatal strike.

Silence reigned for a moment, and then the final punch landed on the suspension bridge, shaking everything.

Yang Fann's expression was especially heavy. Although he dodged this power, he still felt extremely pressured in his heart.

It had to be said that Xie Tian was extremely strong. Amongst all the people that Yang Fann fought, other than Wu Jingxian, he was definitely the first.

"You actually managed to dodge it, you dog. I didn't expect you to be so capable." "But it's useless. If you can dodge it once, you won't have a second chance." Xie Tian arrogantly said.

He was also surprised that Yang Fann was able to avoid his power. Therefore, the anger in his heart grew even more intense, and his aura also instantly went berserk.

"Demon Palm!" In the next moment, Xie Tian's figure disappeared once again. He swept through the void, and an enormous black palm descended from the sky.

Yang Fann also raised his head.

This time, there was no escape.

Even the Martial Soul had no way of figuring out the opponent's movement trajectory. It had no way of finding a flaw and finding a direction outside of the range of this force.

"Since I can't dodge it, I might as well do it!" Yang Fann's heart sank.

With a thought, Yang Fann raised his palm.

"Thousand Machines!"

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