Chapter 960: I played so hard that I was afraid of myself

Chapter 96, I'm playing hard, even I am afraid
Before the words fell, Ye Changsheng burst out with a powerful aura, and his cold killing intent quietly bloomed. Then, his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After just a few breaths, Ye Changsheng recovered as before, without any signs of injury at all, but his face was slightly pale, which was obviously caused by soul power consumption.
Seeing this scene, the crowd instantly boiled with incredible colors.
"What a miraculous phoenix war spirit, with such a serious injury, it can be restored in just a moment."
"I see. Ye Changsheng deliberately fought Xiao Fan physically. The two fought in the same way. Now Xiao Fan must have been injured badly. Ye Changsheng will recover from his injury with the phoenix war spirit. Now Xiao Fan, where could he be? Ye Changsheng’s opponent."
"Yeah, Ye Changsheng is still at his peak, but Xiao Fan is exhausted, and he will definitely lose."
When the crowd saw Ye Changsheng's state at the moment, they understood it instantly, and they had to say that Ye Changsheng really had this idea, which was to replace Xiao Fan with injury.
He did succeed, and everything went according to his plan. Xiao Fan's state at the moment, where is his opponent.
With a cold smile on Ye Changsheng's face, he walked towards Xiao Fan step by step, his arrogance continued to rise, and he rushed towards Xiao Fan.
In Xiao Fan's current state, he couldn't bear the impact of his aura at all. It seemed that he was deliberately letting Xiao Fan stay through the torment, and he would also torture Xiao Fan when he died.
"It won't be that simple." Above the sky, Ye Chenshui said in his heart, frowning, and staring at Xiao Fan firmly: "If it is really an immortal golden body, it can't be so unbearable."
Xiao Fan watched Ye Changsheng walk slowly, his expression was very calm, and he said indifferently: "I really don't know what you are happy about. Is it possible that you think you have won?"
"Isn't it? Why are you fighting now? It's very rare to be able to stand firm?" Ye Changsheng looked confident. Although his spirit power was consumed a lot, he was still at the peak in a short time, but Xiao Fan was not. , Scarred and unarmed, where is his opponent?
"Haha, why?" Xiao Fan looked up to the sky and smiled, "When I came to Wushuang Holy City, I have seen a lot of arrogant people, but in my opinion, they are all self-righteous. The same is true of you Ye Changsheng, ridiculous and extremely ridiculous."
"Lingya has a sharp mouth, I don't know whether to live or die!" Ye Changsheng's tone was cold, and his murderous intentions rose.
Just insulting him in front of so many people, based on this alone, Xiao Fan was enough to die a thousand times, ten thousand times!
"Live and die? You are right. Unfortunately, it is not me who live and die, but you!" Xiao Fan smiled coldly, and suddenly, his body surface burst into bright golden light.
The light was very dazzling. From a distance, Xiao Fan looked solemnly. What surprised everyone was that the injuries on Xiao Fan's body surface were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The speed of recovery turned out to be a bit faster than Ye Changsheng's, and Xiao Fan's face was slightly ruddy, calm as usual.
"How is this possible?" The crowd took a deep breath. Does Xiao Fan also have a healing spirit? He can recover faster than Ye Changsheng.
"Have you noticed that Xiao Fan has not displayed the power of the battle soul until now, Ye Changsheng has already displayed the twin battle soul, but still has no upper hand." Another screamed.
The others came back to their senses, and they all showed horror. How could they not understand that Xiao Fan did not display all his strength in the previous battle.
In other words, Xiao Fan had a tie with Ye Changsheng without trying his best. If Xiao Fan did his best, what would happen to the fight?
Ye Changsheng's face became colder and colder, as if a slap was slapped on Xiao Fan's face fiercely.
And Xiao Fan's silent blow made Ye Changsheng somewhat unacceptable.
His self-righteous tactics, in Xiao Fan's eyes, are like children's games. Xiao Fan can only play with him for so long because he can respect him.
"You are right. I wasted so much time with you. It is enough. However, I will not kill you, I will only use one arm of you." Xiao Fan smiled playfully.
Ow~~
A dragon roar sounded, and above Xiao Fan's head, a dragon-shaped phantom with a length of more than ten feet appeared out of thin air, and the panicked dragon tail swept across the sky.
The Chi Yan Yunjiao hovered around Xiao Fan, guarding him in the center. Xiao Fan looked like a peerless God of War, overlooking Ye Changsheng. In terms of aura, Xiao Fan was a bit stronger than Ye Changsheng.
"Ninth-Rank Battle Soul Chiyan Yunjiao? Isn't he a dark shadow battle soul?"
"Twin battle soul, he is also a twin battle soul!"
"It's no wonder that he is so perverted that he actually possesses the Flood Dragon Battle Soul. Even in the unparalleled holy city, few people have the Flood Dragon Battle Soul."
The crowd was shocked by the Chi Yan Yunjiao's battle spirit, and the gaze that looked at Xiao Fan turned into awe.
"It seems that I really missed it." When Ye Shishui saw this scene, he sighed deeply in his heart, "Having a true immortal golden body and twin battle souls, it is estimated that this is the only ancient genius. Talent."
If Xiao Fan knew what Ye Shishui was thinking, he would probably laugh secretly.
Ye Shishui felt helpless, and finally had to shook his head and said, "Perhaps, I shouldn't stop it."
The shock of the crowd is nothing. Ye Linchen and Guan Xiaoqi are the most shocked. The two of them have actually seen Xiao Fan's ghost war spirit and endless war spirit.
But now, Xiao Fan has transformed into another battle soul, this is not just a twin battle soul, but a three-life battle soul.
Is it just that people can have the Three Lives Battle Spirit?
Ye Linchen and Guan Xiaoqi hadn't even heard of them before, but they hadn't even heard of them before, but now they have seen them. How calm they are.
Ye Changsheng's expression became more solemn, he stopped the steps under his feet, and he no longer had that kind of condescending pride.
Xiao Fan looked at Ye Changsheng with a smile and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, I was so cruel that I was afraid of myself."
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan disappeared in vain. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ye Changsheng. A vast fist slammed against Ye Changsheng from a high altitude, like a star falling down from nine days.
The domineering fist gang condensed into a fierce wave of air in the void, generating a terrible strong wind and falling head-on on Ye Changsheng's face.
With a bang, Ye Changsheng flew upside down, without any power to fight back.
It's not that he didn't fight back, but that he was just about to mobilize the power of the battle soul to fight back, only to find that the battle soul was not moved at all, as if the battle soul did not belong to him.
After a brief loss of consciousness, Xiao Fan's fist gang had already hit his face fiercely, with blood splashing in his mouth.
boom!
Ye Changsheng smashed heavily on the ground, and a small mountain in the distance collapsed and flew, the earth and rocks flew, dust filled the sky, and the momentum was mighty.
Xiao Fan stepped on the void, and a halo of spirit power shot away from under his feet, and he instantly shot into the dust like an arrow from the string.