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Chapter 1785: Chapter 1652: Fight Until None Dare Take the Stage!

Prince Long Xiang is dead!

In full view, Prince Long Xiang’s body was shattered with one punch by Ye Fan, and his Divine Soul obliterated, completely vanishing without a trace!

The entire Demon Clan fell silent, not a single sound, the younger generation of the Demon Clan was truly shocked this time; even the Prince Long Xiang with Imperial Family bloodline died in battle, executed, dazing many people.

Many young kings of the Demon Clan felt their scalps tingle, looking at Ye Fan as if they were seeing a terrifying Killing God, chilled from head to toe!

How can we even fight now?

The opponent even killed someone with Imperial Family bloodline, is there anyone among the Demon Clan’s younger generation of kings who can defeat him?

Some elders and strong people of the Demon Clan couldn’t help but take a deep breath, Ye Fan’s Savior Stone weighed heavily on their hearts like a mountain!

Among the young kings, there are members of the Imperial Family, but their strength is almost the same as Prince Long Xiang’s; with him dead, the remaining ones are probably not opponents for this young Human.

"Ye Fan is too domineering!"

"This truly feels satisfying!"

On the contrary, on the Human Race side, there was a celebration, it was truly uplifting—six battles, four victories, Ye Fan alone fought against the younger generation of the Demon Clan, earning back dignity for the Humans, severely undermining the arrogance of the Demon Clan.

However, some old Cultivators were not joining in the cheer, as they were worried for Ye Fan!

Yes, worried for him!

Ye Fan won three battles in a row, killing three young kings of the Demon Clan, his physical and Divine power must be greatly expended, can he truly hold on?

They understood clearly, now Ye Fan has become a spiritual pillar in the hearts of the entire younger generation of Human Cultivators, he cannot afford any failure.

They wanted to call Ye Fan back, let someone else take the stage, but seeing his momentum surging now, showing no sign of exhaustion, the old bastards finally shook their heads, stopping others from calling Ye Fan back.

Three consecutive defeats, three young kings killed, this was a heavy blow to the entire Demon Clan.

Historically, the Demon Clan had never suffered such a defeat, not even in the last major battle with the Human Race.

All Demon Clan Cultivators felt overshadowed by a dark cloud, who among them can defeat this man who resembles an Asura?

Those Four-star Demons who once participated in the war in Xuanwu State looked grim too.

Having surpassed thirty years of age, they could not take the stage, could only watch helplessly as Ye Fan slaughtered the elites of their clan, this feeling made them depressed to the point of vomiting blood.

Three battles, three victories, Ye Fan created a miracle, but this isn’t the end, the miracle will continue!

The huge Wheel of Destiny floated in the sky, slowly turning, the aura and images of Prince Long Xiang and others had already disappeared, the remaining people flickered intermittently.

"Next!"

Ye Fan’s cold voice spread across the battlefield!

Winning three battles in a row, Ye Fan could choose to withdraw, yet he stood on the Holy War Platform like a lone spear, awaiting the next battle.

Once again these three words, Ye Fan’s cold voice stirred anger among many Demon Clan Cultivators, but no one argued back, left only with anger and terror.

Earlier, when Ye Fan first said next, many thought he was courting death, ignorant of the heavens, mocking him.

But now, many young Demon Clan members were frightened, the real battle record laid here, this wasn’t mere boast, but achieved through bloodshed.

Even Prince Long Xiang with Imperial Family blood was slain, who now dares underestimate, who can still belittle that young man?

"Why is he so strong? Could he possess our Demon Clan bloodline?"

Some young Demon Clan Cultivators speculated.

The most maddening thing for them was that Ye Fan’s realm was clearly only at Early Lord Realm, yet he consecutively killed their Two-star and Three-star Demons.

A Human Little Cultivator who had just entered the Lord Realm actually swept through the Demon Clan’s younger generation of kings, this shocked them greatly.

Of course, they realized now, Ye Fan’s actual Combat Power cannot be measured by realm, such Combat Power truly exemplifies a Supreme among the younger generation, capable of hunting down young kings.

"How detestable, that such a monster emerged from the weak Humans."

Demon Clan young king Bai Zhanbiao begrudgingly belittled Ye Fan.

His words did not elicit agreement from other Demon Clan Cultivators.

At this moment, they were all somewhat anxious, not knowing who the Wheel of Destiny would choose next.

However, the Wheel of Destiny is fair, still turning slowly, not choosing Ye Fan’s next opponent immediately.

Because, he won three battles in a row, strongly suppressing opponents, considered a grand victory, he could retire, even take some time to recuperate.

These are the rules, established during the great battle between Humans and Demon Clan, unchangeable.

"Next? You are truly young and arrogant, do you truly think we have no one in the Demon Clan?"

Chi Lin coldly stared at Ye Fan on the battle platform and said.

"Come on up, today, I will kill until you dare not send anyone onto the platform!"

Ye Fan was not at all influenced by Chi Lin’s powerful aura, responding forcefully.

"Fine, fine, fine! Let’s see how long you can remain proud!"

Chi Lin was choked by Ye Fan’s words, face turning red, how many years had it been since anyone dared speak to him like that?

Afterward, Chi Lin glanced at the remaining Demon Clan young kings, coldly saying: "What? Are you afraid? Seeing one of you killed, unable to lift your head, you’ve utterly shamed our Demon Clan."

The young kings of the Demon Clan all lowered their heads, showing guilt, facing Ye Fan like a Killing God, they had forgotten to retort just now, not immediately resisting, this truly disgraced the Demon Clan’s spirit.

"Our Demon Clan’s bodies are invincible, bloodlines unparalleled, we will certainly slay this ant."

"That’s right, just a little Human, during Ancient Times merely food for our Demon Clan."

The young demon clan kings shouted, using some ancient honors to mask and relieve the frustration and anger caused by four defeats.

Ye Fan completely ignored their self-soothing accusations and, knowing there was some rest time, directly sat cross-legged on the battlefield.

With Mystical Skill operation, heaven and earth shattering, the Primordial Qi between heaven and earth formed a Yuan Qi Storm, engulfing him.

All 36,000 pores around Ye Fan opened, absorbing the Primordial Qi between heaven and earth frantically.

The Primordial Qi here was more abundant than other places, containing the power of eight elements, making it the most suitable place for his Cultivation.

At Ye Fan’s Dantian, eight runes slowly rotated and glowed, his body like a bottomless pit, absorbing and refining the Primordial Qi, converting it into his own Divine Power.

Now he was penniless, having given all his Spirit Stones and Spiritual Medicine and Treasure Medicine to Tong Qianchen, he had to rely on the Primordial Qi to restore his Divine Power.

"Ridiculous! How dare he act like this, does he really not care about our demon clan’s younger generation?"

Seeing this, many demon clan young kings were enraged.

Ye Fan openly restored his Divine Power on the battlefield, undoubtedly giving them a hard slap in the face.

"Damn it!"

Bai Zhanbiao’s face turned gloomy, his eyes shooting out vicious light.

He was the victor and indeed qualified to step back on stage to challenge Ye Fan, but seeing Prince Long Xiang’s Divine Soul shattered by Ye Fan’s roar, he hesitated.

In terms of strength, he admitted he was absolutely not as good as Prince Long Xiang. Since Prince Long Xiang was killed, even if he went up, he might find it hard to escape the fate of being killed.

Dignity is important, but life is even more precious; facing Ye Fan, who was like a Killing God, he was afraid.

Moments later, Ye Fan stood up, full of spirit and energy, arrogantly standing on the battle platform, overlooking the world!

And at this moment, the Wheel of Destiny finally started to spin rapidly, and then suddenly a ray shot down from it, falling on a young demon king.

This was a very powerful offspring of the Imperial Family, with pure bloodline and very strong strength, second only to Prince Long Xiang among the younger generation, a Three-star Demon.

Seeing the Wheel of Destiny choose him, his complexion changed instantly, showing no excitement or surprise, but rather fear and frustration.

He knew his own strength; although he was also a Three-star Demon and definitely an elite among the younger generation of demon clan, he was no match for Prince Long Xiang.

Just moments ago, Prince Long Xiang was killed by the human youth on the platform, his body shattered, and Divine Soul extinguished.

This bloody reality was right before him, the lesson of predecessors making him inevitably afraid and fearful!

Other demon clan Cultivators seeing the chosen one being him, their faces also became unsightly.

They originally thought this Wheel of Destiny would choose a young king of the Imperial Family, who could at least have some chance to fight.

This king of the young generation was strong, but definitely not Ye Fan’s opponent.

At this moment, the contest had already gone for six rounds, and the demon clan had only won the first two rounds, losing four rounds already. If they lost this round, the demon clan’s desperate efforts would only result in a draw, and they would need to not lose any match in the following contests.

"Why? Why me?"

The selected young king of the Imperial Family was in despair, as the opponent chosen by the Wheel of Destiny couldn’t be ignored, and with his current Cultivation and strength, facing the demon-like Ye Fan, he would surely lose and not win.

"We’re guaranteed to win!"

On the human race side, they were full of excitement and enjoyment, as the Imperial Family’s Three-star Demon was definitely not Ye Fan’s match, guaranteeing victory in this round.

"Quickly step on stage, even if you die fighting, you must not diminish our demon clan’s momentum."

Chi Lin said expressionlessly.

Under his urging, the young demon king set his heart, took big steps onto the battlefield, and faced Ye Fan from afar.

"Kill!"

This young demon king was very direct, coming up and directly burning Divine Power, pushing his Combat Power to the limit, aiming a punch at Ye Fan.

Simplifying complexity, he incorporated all his secret techniques and martial arts into this punch, hoping to win with one strike, to decide life and death in one move!

Whoosh!

Ye Fan was fearless, similarly raising his momentum to the extreme, black hair flowing chaotically, and his eyes emitting two dragon-shaped Divine Lights, meeting with a punch.

The Xuandi Fist, merging the Domineering Fist’s world-conquering Fist Intent and the Heaven Slaying Seven Spears’ unstoppable spear intent, all fused into this punch, around the golden fist twined with purple Thunder Power and Heaven and Earth Tao Markings.

Simplifying a thousand moves into one form, Ye Fan similarly intended a fast battle resolution, the two were truly in tacit agreement.

"Boom!!!"

Their fists collided, erupting dazzlingly brilliant light, blinding those watching, the two instantly engulfed by the resplendent light.

As the light faded, Ye Fan maintained the posture of delivering a punch, proudly standing on the platform, while his opponent, the demon clan’s young king, had dull eyes, his body rapidly cracked, then fell heavily to the ground.

Blood stained the battle platform red, his body turned to Blood Mud, bones shattered into white fragments, killed with one punch by Ye Fan.

"Next!"

Just as everyone hadn’t recovered from the shock, Ye Fan’s voice once again reverberated across the battle platform.

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