Chapter 215 (1/2)

Perhaps it is not difficult for the eighth prince at his peak to kill Ye Xiwen, but he is too conceited and chooses to fight ye Xiwen in the realm of small perfection of Zhendao, which is a fatal mistake.

Everyone was very nervous. Either of them was enough to sweep the small perfection realm of Zhendao. They were all terrible young heroes. Now they are right.

”I think you're dying!” The eighth prince said with a gloomy look that the repeated mistakes made by Ye Xiwen were his biggest mistake, and he himself was pained by this mistake.

The expedition between each generation is extremely cruel, as everyone knows, but each generation can only talk about a few people to the top, become the power holder who controls several major forces and affect the country for thousands of years.

These two people who could have avoided fighting, at least not so early, collided in advance because of the ambition of the eighth prince.

Ye Xiwen's combat effectiveness is so terrible that he can suppress the eighth prince.

The eighth Prince's spear trembled. Every time it trembled, it took a sense of overlord, as if it were the king of the world. The sun, moon and stars in the sky should revolve around him.

Every blade of Ye Xiwen seems to open up the world and break the world.

The fight between the two is like a terrible collision between two planets. The afterwaves of explosion are everywhere, and the whole border is about to collapse.

Many disciples took a breath of the air conditioner and couldn't relax for a long time. Either of them can be called the supreme figure of the younger generation.

Especially those true disciples, who are true disciples, are frustrated to see such a scene. Of course, they are elites and talents in the Yiyuan sect and big figures in the Yiyuan sect. However, when they compare themselves with them, they have a feeling of falling to the ground. No one of them can carry out such a battle.

The difference in strength is too far.

This in itself is not a battle that must decide the outcome. Just kill the vast majority of their peers. They could have avoided fighting, but now they must fight to the end.

The eighth Prince has the ambition of dominating the world. Yes, they have to meet directly.

”Ah!” The eighth Prince roared in the sky. In fact, terrible waves were washing in the sky, and the long gun in his hand was powerful.

The eight Prince's original feeling of being superior has completely disappeared, and the rest is only boundless murderous and domineering. His tall body looked like a mountain, crazy and empty, and rushed towards Ye Xiwen.

But he failed to kill Ye Xiwen and was blocked by Ye Xiwen.

The eight princes are also unparalleled in hegemony. Even if they have been completely pushed down by Ye Xiwen, he has no hesitation at all. He suddenly attacked and attacked, and there is no sign of going back to defense at all.

Unparalleled courage!

”Is it going to be decided soon? I didn't expect the eight princes to break their halberds and sink sand here!”

”What's strange about this? Ye Xiwen is too strong. See his performance. The fifth largest Pro disciple is absolutely worthy of his name!”

”The eight princes deserve it. They actually want to take ye Xiwen as a stepping stone for his expedition in the world. They dare to be so arrogant after the leader speaks. It's clear that they don't pay attention to our yiyuanzong!”

All the disciples felt that the victory and defeat should have been divided.

Ye Xiwen's expression became more and more cold, and his fight became more and more handy. One after another, he completely suppressed the eighth prince.

”Ah!” The eighth Prince roared again and again. He shot through the sky and stabbed Ye Xiwen. The endless divine light was like a small sun.

”The battle of trapped animals!” Ye Xiwen sneered, slapped it fiercely, turned it into dragon claws, and grabbed it at the tip of the gun.

”Boom!” The terrible air wave wiped out the atoms.

Ye Xiwen grabbed the tip of the gun and couldn't get in at all.

Ye Xiwen's hands turned into a pair of dragon claws and spread them across the sky to suppress all things.

The eighth Prince's face finally showed a look of panic. For many years, he had never felt completely inferior. He was restrained by Ye Xiwen everywhere. There was a feeling of trapped animals. No matter what he did, it was difficult to escape Ye Xiwen's attack.

Ye Xiwen turned his other palm into a dragon tail and swept it out, and the Dragon waved its tail.