4962: C4962 How dare You Attack Me

C4962 How dare You Attack Me

It transformed into countless tiny black tendrils that wrapped around the Blood Patriarch.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

In an instant, the old Blood Clan patriarch let out a bloodcurdling scream, and the mist of blood rising from his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the white bones beneath...

"Little thief, how dare you ambush me! You're courting death!" The Blood Tribe ancestor let out an extremely furious roar.

The aura around his body suddenly became more than ten times stronger, and the demonic horn on his forehead started to glow with a dark red light. Its shape became even more savage and ugly.

Chen Shaofan couldn't help but frown as he looked at the situation. He didn't expect the battle-power of the Blood Race Patriarch to increase by so much.

"Little thief, I will take your life today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor of the Blood Tribe charged toward Chen Shaofan once again. The demonic horn on his forehead emitted a blinding crimson glow that formed a giant axe that slashed toward Chen Shaofan's body.

At this moment, his body also expanded infinitely. In the blink of an eye, he was more than three meters tall, and his skin turned light blue like a rock.

"Hmph, you overestimate yourself!" Chen Shaofan uttered a cold voice. His figure flickered and disappeared. He reappeared beside the ancestor of the Blood Tribe. He clenched his fists and punched at the ancestor's body.

Golden flames burned on his fists like golden fireballs.

Wherever he passed, the space around him became distorted and rippled like water.

His right fist collided with the Blood Tribe ancestor, and the sound of metal colliding could be heard.

Both of them were forced back several steps before finally falling to the ground.

Chen Shaofan stood on the ground and looked at the Blood Tribe Patriarch before him with a mocking smile.

The strength of the opponent's physical body had exceeded his expectations.

Although he didn't use any techniques, his body was enough to block the full-power attack of the Blood Race Patriarch.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the Immortal Death Medicine and had taken the Nine Reincarnation Soul Pill, allowing him to recover at a terrifying rate, he would have been killed by the Blood Race Patriarch a long time ago.

"Brat, what are you still standing there for?!"

"Little thief, do you think that your body is very strong? You're wrong. In front of this sovereign's axe of flesh and blood, you're not even an ant!"

"This sovereign's body is tough to the extreme. You're no match for me!"

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The Blood Race Patriarch spoke in an extremely cold tone. His eyes were scarlet and radiated a boundless ferocity.

His words were brimming with confidence.

Chen Shaofan snorted coldly after hearing the Blood Tribe ancestor's words, "I admit that you are very strong, but you have underestimated my physical body. The strength of my physical body is not something you can understand!"

After saying that, he bent his legs and took a step forward.

In the next moment, his fists burst out with a dazzling golden light like two suns.

This golden light then smashed toward the Blood Race Patriarch's body.

This golden light was the power of his Divine Origin.

The Blood Race Patriarch didn't dodge Chen Shaofan's fist. Instead, he raised his right palm and prepared to block Chen Shaofan's attack.

"Bam!"

The two fists clashed in the air and created a loud explosion.

The terrifying power contained in their fists caused the space around them to twist and distort.

Chen Shaofan's Divine Yuan was destroyed by the Blood Race Patriarch.

However, the Blood Race Patriarch was also forced back by the terrifying power of Chen Shaofan's fist. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and a pained expression appeared on his face.

Chen Shaofan was completely unharmed. He continued to stand where he was, and his eyes narrowed as he stared at his opponent. His heart was filled with shock.

This Blood Race Patriarch was truly powerful!

"Your physical body is indeed powerful, but you are destined to be defeated by me!"

Chen Shaofan harrumphed coldly with a proud expression.

The Blood Race Patriarch was enraged by his words, and a bloody glow shot out from his eyes, piercing through the sky like a sharp blade.

"Hmph, you? Do you really think you're a genius?!"

"So what if you have reached the peak of the eighth level of the Dominating Realm? I am much stronger than you. I only need one move to kill you!"

"Little thief, hand over your life!" the Blood Race Ancestor roared.

The skin on the surface of his body started to wriggle, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dense mass of flesh and blood, like a swarm of insects.

His arms turned into sharp scythes, and his head grew a bloody mouth. His teeth were extremely sharp and gave off a cold light.

His body gave off a monstrous killing intent, as if he came from the abyss of hell.

His entire person looked so terrifying.

There were two bloody holes the size of fists on his body.

They were the two fist marks that Chen Shaofan had just punched through. Blood was flowing out from them and rolling on the ground.

"Kid, are you scared now?!" The Blood Tribe Ancestor saw the fear on Chen Shaofan's face, and the corner of his mouth curled up as he said, "Now, you can submit to me, right?!"

"Humph, keep dreaming!" Chen Shaofan said coldly.

"You don't know how to appreciate favors. If that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite!! ! The Blood Race Ancestor quickly formed seals with his hands, and a strange incantation came out of his mouth. It was as if there was a demonic voice lingering around, causing one's eardrums to buzz.

When Chen Shaofan heard this sound, he felt as if thousands of sharp swords were wildly twisting in his mind, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

His face was extremely pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"AH...!" He let out a miserable cry.

The veins on his forehead bulged as if ants were biting his head, and the pain spread through his body, making him tremble and almost fall to his knees.

A crackling sound came from within his body.

"Not good! Little Martial Uncle is in danger! Hurry and save him!" Little Fatty, who was watching from the distance, shouted.

Hearing that, Chen Shaofan immediately focused and looked toward Little Fatty.

"Don't worry, Little Martial Uncle is fine. Just wait in the distance. I'll come find you later!" Chen Shaofan comforted.

"Little Martial Uncle..."2

Hearing this, the little fatty felt slightly better and he couldn't help but look worriedly at Chen Shaofan.

Right at this moment, he saw the Blood Race Patriarch unleash a fierce attack toward Chen Shaofan like a tornado.

His body turned into a bloody glow that seemed to have billions of blood sabers flying toward Chen Shaofan's location.

Die!

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