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Tiannan Border River, on the banks of Tianhe River.

The many half-step Saint Kings and tens of thousands of top saints all widened their eyes, and their eyes were full of disbelief. The joint attack just now, they didn't have much reservations. They were all their own ultimate killing skills, and they almost didn't use the forbidden technique. It's no exaggeration to say that the thirty-six half-step Saint Kings, under the heavy rain of killing moves, may suffer a heavy blow. But what did they see? The terrifying power that could severely damage the thirty-six half-step Saint Kings hit Yang Fan's body. Not to mention the heavy damage and bombardment, even one of his hair was not damaged, at most, it would cause several holes to appear on his black robe.

What's even more terrifying is that they clearly saw that Yang Fan had no defensive means at all, that is, he was relying on his flesh shell to shake their attacks.

Gululu...This...This...How is this possible? He...Is he still a human?

In an instant, endless panic and despair continued to spread in their hearts. Many half-step Saint Kings and the top Saint Lord were even more disgusted and their eyes were dull. All their energy seemed to be drained at once, like a puppet without a soul, without any anger.

Gathering all their strength, they can't break the defense of the monster Yang Fan. How can you fight in this battle?

The great way is unfair, how could there be such a monster in the world?

The squad is a squad that is caused by the squad

Even if the strongest physical cultivators in the Tiannan River were under their bombardment, they would never be unscathed.

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Explosion center.

Yang Fan stood proudly, as if he was tall and above, looking down at all directions, arrogant.

The aura was not weak at all in the slightest, completely ignoring the crazy attacks of the top saints of the half-step Saint King.

Even though they have not activated the Hongmeng Immortal Body to increase their defense to the extreme, it is not something that these people like them can break through.

At least it must be the thirty-six half-step saint king, or hold the top-level quasi-taste instrument in hand, so that it is possible to tear Yang Fan's skin apart.

But that's it. Such a small wound is not even a minor injury. The Hongmeng Immortal Body is small, and with the fusion of the double holy body, Yang Fan's immortal power has skyrocketed more than ten times. Not to mention such a small gap, even if the body is blown up, it can recover as before in an instant.

It's simply a monster among monsters. The Holy King has never seen it before and is not clear about it. However, the immortal power of these half-step Holy Kings is more than 100,000 miles away from him, and it is not at the same level at all.

Death.

A touch of ferociousness flashed across his face, and Yang Fan slapped it out with his palm.

The terrifying hand covered the land of billions of miles, and instantly sings dozens of half-step saints and the sons of the Dao in the middle of the world should not be so distorted.

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Okay, everything is over. Yang Fan smiled grimly, and his hands could only measure their weight suddenly appeared, heading towards the thirty-eight half-step holy kings and nearly a thousand top saints.

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Ah, no, don't kill me.

The land is far and wide and cool.

Lord Yang Fan, I surrendered, surrendered.

Yang Faner dares, I am the Supreme Elder of the Wansheng Palace. Do you really want to be an enemy of my Wansheng Palace?

Roar, Yang Fan, my Lingshen Palace will not let you go. It’s so great that the world is, there is no place for you to live in...

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