On the Tianhai.

Yang Fan refused Lin Yi's request to suppress the Great Sage of Ganyang, but instead prepared to take action himself to suppress the Great Sage of Ganyang. He had not had a good fight in the last ten years, but Yang Fan was a little itchy, especially after the Holy Body of Ten Thousand Beasts was perfect, this idea became stronger.

As for the previous battle with the Shang clan, in Yang Fan's opinion, it was simply not a battle. Whether it was the three-star quasi-saint Shang Yuanyang or other royal strongmen, they were just a group of ants that could collapse thousands of times with a breath.

If this is considered a battle, then there will be too many battles in this life.

With his current cultivation strength, only these great saints can truly call him his opponent.

Master, this... Lin Yi was a little hesitant. Although he had felt a sense of palpitations in Yang Fan before, if it were to say that Yang Fan had the power to compete with the great saints, or even win the battle, Lin Yi was still a little confused.

After all, my master is only a small one-star quasi-saint. It is only seven major realms and dozens of small realms away from the eight-star saint. Even those sons of the supreme saints, if they do not rely on external forces and rely on their own strength when they are in the one-star quasi-saint realm, they are very few and a handful of people who can beat the six-star quasi-saint.

Even if his talent is far above many holy sons, it is still a bit more dangerous to challenge the great saints.

Moreover, how noble is the identity of the master? A mere eight-star quasi-saint in a small sect can be killed by oneself at will. What is the point worthy of the master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's master's

Mr. Lin, it’s okay, just one eight-star great saint can’t do anything to me. Yang Fan smiled confidently. Although his main energy was devoted to his family during these days, it did not mean that his strength could not move forward. The eight-star sea monster, the first black dragon general Ao Xue in the late eight-star stage, and the three great saints of the Black Dragon Emperor in the half-step of the Nine-Star Great Saint Realm, were all left and were completely swallowed and refined by him.

Not only that, he also devoured and refined a lot of spiritual objects that Lin Yi plundered from the Black Dragon Empire's imperial capital to enhance the power of flesh shells.

Compared to when the Holy Body of Ten Thousand Beasts was just completed, Yang Fan's current flesh shell power and cultivation strength have not only increased tenfold.

Lord.........

Lin Yi opened his mouth and was about to persuade him that a little eight-star great saint was really not worth taking this risk as the master.

Just then.........

Junior, you are looking for death!!!

A sound like the roar of a demon god suddenly interrupted Lin Yi's words behind him.

It is the Great Sage of Ganyang.

I was angry! This time, the Great Sage Gan Yang was completely furious. The anger in his heart was like a surging volcanoes. He threw all the fear and anxiety out of the sky.

I am an eight-star great saint. A great saint who has no trace of water can be among the top 100 in the entire Red Dragon Continent.

However, what did these two bastards in front of him see themselves as, did the humble aphid on the ground? It would be fine if that little slave was like this, but now even the little one-star quasi-saint dared to look down on him so much.

His grandma's is really something that his uncle can tolerate, but his aunt cannot tolerate!!!

Today, if we don’t tear these ignorant bastards to pieces, what kind of face does Gan Yang have to command the hundreds of millions of powerful people from the Qiankun Sect and how can we gain a foothold in the world? It’s better to find a piece of wasteland to bury yourself, so as to save it from being embarrassed.

Why? I can't wait to die, I will fulfill your wish!!! A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

The next moment.........

Without waiting for Lin Yi to say something, his body moved and directly tore the space and appeared a hundred miles away from the Ganyang Great Saint.

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Ah! Why...why...how could it be Your Highness? Where is Mr. Lin?

This...this...what the hell is going on?

How could Your Highness take action personally?

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Looking at Yang Fan who suddenly appeared in the air, Du Jun and the soldiers of the Tianhai Legion looked confused and puzzled, and there was a hint of anxiety in their eyes. Your Highness is not a fool, he is not a cat or a dog, but a real eight-star saint.

In terms of talent, we admit that you are rare in your throne. Even the nine-star saints such as Mr. Lin are far from you, but potential does not mean strength.

Now, no matter how evil you are, you will never be the opponent of an eight-star saint.

If you have a few things, maybe everyone present will have to accompany you to bury you, and this may even be over nine floors.

The sixth young master of Lingwu Holy Palace is definitely qualified.

The furious senior officials of Lingwu Holy Palace don't care whether they are for no reason.

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Yang Fan, what are you doing?

Now is not the time to do anything nonsense.

Go back! Go back soon!!!

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The soldiers of the Tianhai Legion were not optimistic about Yang Fan, and Yue Tianpeng, Han Muyang and others on the four fifth-grade Holy Spirit ships including Zhenhai. Now they are not the rustic guys who don’t know anything when they just left the Blood-Crying Continent. They all know very well what the level 8 danger represents.

The Eight-Star Great Sage, who is the most powerful man in the world, is the top-ranking figure in the entire Lingwu world.

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Top floor of Tianhai.

Mr. Lin, Fan'er won't have any trouble, right? Yang Yunfeng and his wife were a little worried. Although Yang Fan was confident and did not take the Grand Sage Gan Yang seriously, he was an eight-star saint after all. The terrifying existence that could completely erase their blood-crying continent from this world with one blow, and they could not be worried about it.

Master, madam, don’t worry, if the old slave looks at him, the master will not be in trouble. Lin Yi smiled confidently. He just spoke to dissuade Yang Fan, not because he was afraid that Yang Fan would be in danger of his life. Under the nose of the nine-star saint, if a little eight-star saint could harm the master’s life, then he, the nine-star saint, had lived for so many years in vain. He could just find a piece of tofu and hit him to death, just worried that Yang Fan would suffer some injuries.

In his heart, even a hair on the Lord was thousands or ten thousand times more precious than the Great Saint of Ganyang.

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Above the void.

Ignorance younger generation, if you don’t tear you into pieces, crush your bones and ashes, I will not be named Gan!!! The Great Sage Gan Yang’s eyes were cold and he said word by word. His terrifying murderous intent rolled like a tide, as if he could swallow everything. Since his birth, he has not suffered such a great humiliation in the past tens of millions of years.

You will crush my bones and ashes, just you? Go back and practice for another 100 million years. Yang Fan sneered, his eyes full of disdain. He really doesn't know where he got the confidence. He dared to speak so wildly. With his current flesh shell defense, once he explodes with all his strength, even if he fights until he is exhausted to death, he may not be able to break his defense.

After devouring and refining the three great saints, Yang Fan's defense of the flesh shell also skyrocketed in a geometric multiple. Now, even if he does not use the holy body of Ten Thousand Beasts, he will not be under some top-level spiritual treasures. If he activates the holy body of Ten Thousand Beasts with all his strength, even if he is not as good as a quasi-saint weapon, he will definitely not be much inferior.

Unless the Eight-Star Great Sage has a quasi-holy weapon in his hand, he may not even be able to break Yang Fan's defense.

Damn junior, let me die.

The Great Sage Gan Yang could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart and completely exploded.

The next moment.........

Rumble.........

The Great Sage of Ganyang slapped out with one palm. In his anger, there was almost no reservation. The power of the eight-star mid-stage Great Sage was suddenly revealed. The power contained in it far exceeded the power of a billion billion quasi-saints. This was a blow to destroy the world and destroy the eternal ages. Everything is in a state of great destruction, with all directions, large and large spaces completely classified as nothingness.

If Lin Yi hadn't taken action to protect them, he would have been completely destroyed.

Yang Fan, who was at the center of his palm power, was like a lonely boat on the ocean of rage, and was in danger of destruction at any time.
Chapter completed!