"Hey...what can we do?"

"Yes, although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is amazingly talented, Ye Fan is not an ordinary person. If the fight continues like this, the situation will be unpredictable!"

"But the emperor is a little naive, and he actually refuses to use the 'I am here in person' token!"

"There is nothing we can do, there is nothing we can do now!"

Everyone discussed for a while, but there was no result, and in the end they could only wait.

"Ye Fan, come on, the battle has just begun!"

Qi Hong activated the power of his own bloodline, and the magic weapons around him were constantly rotating above his head, and the innate energy of the magic weapons was instilled into his bloodline.

Qi Hong's strength and speed reached a new level, even making Ye Fan feel a little strange.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be able to improve! It's not enough to defeat me!"

They are all geniuses. How could Ye Fan lag behind? He also tried his best and was as fast as thunder.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The speed of both of them has reached a height that ordinary geniuses cannot reach. Even the true immortals of the fifth and sixth levels of transcending tribulation will feel frightened when they see it.

"The talents of these two people are so powerful that I can't even see their movements clearly!"

"I can't even see clearly!"

"I'm afraid this is the strength of the seventh level of transcending tribulation!"

Many monks felt inferior. Being able to see such a level of battle, coming to participate in the Stele Festival was a worthwhile trip.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!