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Chapter 38: Insufficient Style, Cheats to Make Up for It

    

wide sleeve of a beautiful woman, biting her pearly white teeth on her pink lips. After a moment of hesitation, she said: "Aunt Lin, if he falls into danger later, please help him save his life."A bea...Xiao Chi departed, and on the side of the sacred ground, everyone recognized the divine form behind Ye Fan's back.

Even though they had already guessed it, they still felt a sense of disbelief when the guess became reality.

A taboo physique that vanished from history long ago now stands before them. How could they possibly remain calm

"Incredible... truly the Heavenly War Body!"

"There's no mistake, this is the exclusive dharma form of the Heavenly War Physique, Fighting Saint King!"

Even though Cao De boasted of being born a king, he had to take the Heavenly War Physique seriously.

This physique, its reputation is too great.

No need to become emperor, great accomplishment can already rival that of an emperor!

In ancient times, there was such an old legend.

What is being said is the dark age of mankind during the ancient times. The human emperor did not appear, and all races in the Xuanhuang world regarded humans as lambs. Just at this time, generation after generation of Qitian battle bodies emerged, fighting for mankind.

The mighty body fights against the emperor, and blood splatters across the heavens!

Its combat strength is terrifying, truly unmatched by anyone at the same level.

"It's him!"

Ye Linlang recognized Ye Fan. Back then in Tianshan City, he had glanced at him from afar, but he didn't recognize anything special about him.

I didn't expect that...

Ye Linlang gritted his teeth, more of it was shame.

He was almost killed by this man's divine power!

This dealt a heavy blow to his proud heart, and he only wanted to avenge himself.

"Wait, the clothes he's wearing... how is it the treasure robe of the Holy Son of Dan Sheng Valley"

The Pointing-at-Void Saint suddenly exclaimed!

Everyone was astonished. Upon closer inspection, it truly was so.

"Damn it, I'm afraid the Saint Son of Dan Sheng Valley has encountered an unforeseen event."

"This man is a beast, not even sparing a piece of treasure clothing. I don't believe that with his prestigious status as a Heavenly Warrior, he can't even afford a single piece of fine clothing!"

"That's right, just such a precious robe. This holy son has three hundred and sixty-five pieces, changing one every day."

Nobody thought that Ye Fan came from a small family with only a Linghai Realm cultivator.

After all, the awakening difficulty of the Heaven-Tearing Combat Physique is one of the most challenging among the myriad physiques in the Xuanhuang Realm.

And after the Heavenly War Body fully awakened, it needed even more resources.

In an ordinary background, where could one possibly raise a Heaven-Shattering Battle Physique

They didn't notice Ye Fan's gradually rising lips.

"Good, all big customers!"

"What a wonderful thing!"

"桀桀桀!"

Among the throng of saints, only Cao De noticed Ye Fan's change in expression. He glanced at the saint who wore three hundred and sixty-five pieces of holy garments, and silently stepped back.

Isn't this guy the Holy Son of Heavenly Pool Sacred Land

I hope some blood doesn't get on me!

Cao De speculated that this Qitian fighting style wasn't due to any particular quirks, but rather that he lacked a solid background.

However, no one else noticed Ye Fan's subtle facial expressions except him.

Ladies and gentlemen, he is but one man!

Even if it were the Heavenly War Body, so what

"They joined forces and killed him, so there is one less fierce opponent vying for the imperial path!"

The Divine Son of Mount Cāng let out a loud roar.

The rest of them also have this intention.

Even Cao De, Ye Linlang, and Guangling Shengzi didn't object.

However, Ye Fan was faster than them!

He wielded a wolf-tooth club, his figure resembling a raging dragon as he ferociously charged towards the celestial prodigies of the Holy Land.

Although he acquired a good deal of spoils, including many magical weapons, most were either uncomfortable to use or of poor quality.

So he could only continue to borrow Xiao Chi's wolf club for now.

However, Ye Fan felt that he should be able to update his equipment.

Because Ye Linlang's weapon, the Fang Tianhua halberd, was something he took a liking to. Whether it looked handsome or not was one thing, but the most important thing was that it exuded an aura of menace, very fitting for his villainous character.

"Such a grand fighting body, the Heavenly Equal's Battle Physique!"

"I'd like to see what you've got!"

Diàn Cang Shengzi had a mirror hanging above his head, with both hands clasped in a seal, he performed the top-tier treasure technique famous throughout the Diàn Cang Holy Land.

Five mountain peaks materialized in the void and slammed towards Ye Fan.

Even the Holy Son of Heavenly Lake refused to yield. Under his feet, a watery kingdom evolved, and his aura instantly became as vast and majestic as an ocean.

He was like a king on the water, wielding boundless power.

"Hee hee, all dressed up!"

Faced with the assault of the two holy sons, Ye Fan chose to respond with the most simple and unadorned normal attacks.

With a thunderous roar, the mace ripped through the air.

The mountain was instantly blasted in half!

The ripples of the aftershock shook the surface of the water, making it tremble.

"Strike!"

The rest rushed in immediately, various magical weapons and powerful spells all aimed at Ye Fan.

Especially Cao De!

The most ruthless and cruel!

The Qinggang sword in his hand, although only a replica, was made of fine materials.

The wolf-tooth club in Ye Fan's hand appeared with cracks in the continuous collision.

Ye Fan glanced at him.

Bravo, Cao De!

He remembered it!

Shatter Three Mountains Fist's Qi!

This magical art has reached its peak in Ye Fan's hands.

Grass, wood, bamboo, and stone, all are but fists in its hand!

Boom!

Ye Fan's wolf club in his hand was entwined with two thick pythons, although it looked lackluster. However, its power shocked everyone.

The master of the Qisha sect, known for his formidable skills, was reduced to two pieces after merely being swept by a python's breath.

Though he was a self-proclaimed master of cultivation, his vitality was incredibly strong, and for a moment, he didn't die.

If someone could bring a medicinal herb in time to prolong his life, he might still have a chance.

However, when Ye Fan's club smashed down on his head, he was completely lifeless and hopeless.

Once again, everyone recognized Ye Fan's strength!

Two hits!

With just two strikes, he reaped the life of a renowned expert who had sealed his own cultivation.

"Damn it, if this child doesn't die, who else in the world can claim the throne"

"Kill!"

Cao De and the others' hearts were filled with unprecedented heaviness, leaving no room for reservation.

"What about your Heaven-Shattering Physique I, Ye Linlang, fear nothing."

Ye Linlang seized the opportunity and took out a precious herb, tossing it directly into his mouth.

This is a medicinal herb thousands of years old, and a sacred healing herb. Ye Linlang wouldn't usually take it out.

But now there's no time to worry about that.

After taking the medicine, Ye Linlang's injuries healed at a visible speed, and his breath quickly recovered to its peak.

He brandished the Fang Tian Ji, each strike was terrifyingly powerful, able to easily kill a Transcendent.

Although the Zhulong's body is not as powerful in combat as the Qitian Divine Body, it is still a renowned top-tier divine body.

Most importantly, Ye Linlang has also broken through to the Linghai Realm from the peak of the Forging Body Realm, possessing a perfect foundation.

Unfortunately, his opponent is Ye Fan!

Ye Fan, with his Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, had a unique foundation. Even Ye Linlang was no match for him.

Every strike of Fang Tianji's blade was effortlessly shattered by him.

"You're doing well!"quettishly."Brother, just take it out and let Yaoyao have a look, okay"Yè Yāyā had a look of eager anticipation on her face, completely indistinguishable from that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old g...