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Looking at this imposing aura that was like the battle spirit of a million troops, Yang Fan spread his wings and flew in the sky.

"Heavenly Flame Purifying Heart!"

Dark green flames fell from the sky, as long as they touched a tiny bit, it would never stop.

Green flames were ignited in the thousand meter radius arena. Those Dou Ling who could not fly were all crying for mercy.

"Dammit, this brat's Dou Technique!"

"No, this is a 'Heavenly Flame'!"

Huang Shaoqing could see the strangeness of Yang Fan's flame. It was a jade-green flame with a pure aura.

"Green Lotus Core Flame!"

"This kid really has some luck!"

"I can't hold back. If this goes on, I'll lose!"

After losing twenty people in an instant, the expert Dou Wangs in the sky no longer dared to look down on Yang Fan.

"Young Prince, your painless attacks are useless!"

Huang Shaoqing grinned. This type of trash talk didn't have any effect on him.

But he began to use his full strength.

"Fine!" You try this sword! "

The Spatial Ring on Huang Shaoqing's finger flashed with a ghostly light as he gripped the Exquisite Sword in his hand.

"Low Di Level Dou Technique: Sword Shadow Nirvana!"

A cold light flashed, and Huang Shaoqing thrust his sword out. Space distorted, but there was no battle qi, only an oppressive aura.

Yang Fan shook hands with his sword, looking at the space that started to tremble, and started to feel nervous.

"Mysterious Flame Everlasting Ancient Ruler!"

Although it was a ruler Dou Technique, it could still unleash its strength with the help of the 'Heavenly Flame'.

A sword fell and the flames shot towards Huang Shaoqing. The power of the Heavenly Flame and the speed of the skills.

Huang Shaoqing's body plummeted down as flames ignited around his body. The power of this sword strike was enough to shatter even his shinbone.

Before the fluctuations in the space stopped, the space in front of Yang Fan suddenly shattered, and that stream of sword Qi shot out.

Yang Fan's chest was pierced by the sword qi, and in that instant, the smell of blood permeated the air.

Yang Fan held onto his chest, looking at Huang Shaoqing who was taken in by the referee, both of his eyes began to acknowledge the other's strength.

"While he's sick, I want his life!"

The remaining fourteen people all had extremely ferocious expressions as they entered the chrysalis.

Yang Fan's appearance had already caused the various countries' faces to fall to the ground. This time, they were trying to recover their face and teach him a lesson.

"With just you?"

Yang Fan flapped his wings and retreated a few meters back. His two fingers had already formed a seal.1

"Snake Nightmare!"

Battle qi gushed out and transformed into ten giant pythons in the air. Each giant python's strength was above that of a Dou Wang.

"What is this?"

"Go, kill them!"

Under the control of Yang Fan's soul force, the ten pythons' movements immediately became as smooth as flowing water.

"Ding!" Devouring a one star Dou Wang.

Experience gained: 3000

"Strength + 1"

The giant python immediately swallowed a person, and Yang Fan unexpectedly gained experience.

The remaining few panicked. They still had no way to face a Dou Wang class python head on.

The three giant pythons wrapped around the three of them. Just as they were about to devour them, the other empires started begging for help.

"We admit defeat, let them go!"

Yang Fan waved his hand, releasing the three pythons. Yang Fan and the ten giant shadows stood side by side, looking at the last few people.

"Are you guys going to fight or admit defeat!"

Although Yang Fan's chest was pierced, his breath was extremely stable, as if he was not injured at all.

"We... "Admit defeat!"

Looking at Yang Fan and the python behind him, the few of them had no choice but to give up. Otherwise, if they were swallowed by the python, their lives would be ended.

Yang Fan landed on the ground, and the ten pythons disappeared in succession. Looking at the battered and exhausted countries, he endured the pain and berated.

"Now that I, Yang Fan, have won, if I hear any more rude words in the future, Yang Fan will definitely take them all back."

"I, Yang Fan, am the husband of Long Ao Empire, Long Xue."

"One hundred and fifty-seven of the Imperial Ranking Tournament, victory for the Long Ao Empire!"

"Yang Fan!"

"Quick, someone!"

"Ding!" Automatic recovery start! "

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