I can fuse everything

Chapter 100 My brother Wang Teng has the appearance of an emperor
Ye Fan's golden palm print broke the Azure Dragon in half, but the Azure Dragon reconnected in an instant, swung its tail, and stirred up thick smoke and dust.

“Wang Chong is only nine years old, yet he can actually compete with the Holy Body that broke the Four Extremes Curse. I wonder how terrifying he will be when he grows up.” A genius was quite shocked when he saw the two fighting.

“I’m afraid there will be another Wang Teng who will be the best and crush all the geniuses of his generation.” The younger generation of geniuses looked heavy-hearted. This Wang Chong was no worse than his brother Wang Teng, who was said to be the reincarnation of the ancient emperor.

“It seems that if I don’t show my real ability, there is no way to defeat this brat.” Ye Fan’s heart trembled. He devoured the essence of the kings and his cultivation level improved rapidly, but now he is only at the first level of Dragon Transformation, and Wang Chong is now at the fourth level of Dragon Transformation. It is not easy to defeat Wang Chong.

"Ancient Holy Body? Bah! Young master specializes in killing those of you with Holy Body and King Body. Die for me!" Wang Chong formed a dragon seal in his hand, and nine green dragons pounced towards Ye Fan at the same time. This is the fatal sacred technique in the dragon seal, Nine Dragons Devouring Emperor, which can kill people across several realms.

The geniuses around all gasped when they saw this killing technique. The power of this attack was enough to kill an ordinary ninth-level Dragon Transformation cultivator!

“It is said that Wang Chong fell into a dragon cave when he was young and gained great benefits. He cleansed his body with dragon blood and obtained several magical skills. Now it seems that the rumor is true!” The geniuses were quite envious of Wang Chong’s adventure.

Ye Fan faced the nine green dragons and silently chanted: "Ten Thousand Transformations Sacred Art!"

This holy technique is a peerless imperial technique created by the ruthless emperor to fight against the "fighting" secret, which can turn all magic into ordinary. Ye Fan shot out several divine lights in succession and imprinted them in the void. Under the power of the Wanhua Holy Technique, the nine green dragons were stripped of their fierce momentum and supreme divine power, and the dragon's eyes became lifeless.

Wang Chong's face changed, and he angrily asked, "What on earth did you do? Why did my Nine Dragon Secret Technique lose its power?"

"You little brat talks a lot of nonsense, watch me suppress you!" Ye Fan couldn't explain to Wang Chong that he was using the ruthless imperial technique. His fist burned with golden divine flames, and then he slammed forward fiercely.

"boom!"

Wang Chong was knocked hundreds of meters away by this powerful punch. Some nearby barren mountains were smashed into deep pits, and the ground was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

Wang Chong's clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, his face was hideous and extremely terrifying.

"Ye Fan! I want you to die!!!" Wang Chong had achieved success at a young age and had never suffered such a big loss. Ye Fan had completely enraged him.

“This ancient saint body has offended Wang Chong so much, I’m afraid Wang Teng will not let him go.”

"Wang Teng has already reached the Immortal Terrace Secret Realm, and Ye Fan is still at the first level of Dragon Transformation. I'm afraid his life will be in danger if he faces Wang Teng."

"Is a holy body that has finally broken through the Four Extremes Secret Realm going to die in Wang Teng's hands? What a pity."

The geniuses watching were talking about it and felt sorry for Ye Fan's fate.

"Boom!" Wang Chong opened his mouth and spit out a chariot, which was only an inch high, but was wrapped in extremely terrifying power and quickly crushed towards Ye Fan.

"There's something wrong with this chariot." Ye Fan frowned. This chariot looked unremarkable in appearance, but if anyone dared to underestimate it, they would be crushed into meat paste in an instant.

Ye Fan took out a powerful weapon from the Sea of ​​Bitterness. This was a gain he had gotten when he and Duan De robbed tombs together. The sword-shaped powerful weapon flew out.

"when!"

The moment it touched the chariot, the powerful weapon was bounced away and could not cause any effective damage to the chariot.

"Could this be the king's divine weapon?" Ye Fan's heart sank. If it was really the king's divine weapon, his mortal body would be unable to resist it.

“Even if it is a king’s magic weapon, he will never be able to activate it for a long time. As long as I temporarily avoid the edge, I can still win.” Ye Fan made a plan in his mind.

The chariot quickly grew larger, reaching a length of three meters. It was completely black in color, with a real dragon engraved on its body, and it carried an extremely terrifying aura.

Ye Fan did not engage in a head-on confrontation, but dodged and moved flexibly. However, the dark chariot had already locked onto him, emitting black rays of light that pierced through the void.

"Ye Fan, aren't you a holy body? Your physical body is unparalleled, so why have you become a stray dog ​​today? Hahaha!" Wang Chong laughed ferociously. He had heard the discussions of those geniuses just now, and he knew that the guy who wanted to rob his cave was the legendary ancient holy body Ye Fan.

Ye Fan found that hiding like this was no longer a solution, his expression turned stern, and he stopped moving, like an Acalanatha, rooted in the same place.

"Why doesn't that holy body run away? Isn't he afraid of being crushed to death by the king's chariot?" a genius asked puzzledly.

"I don't know, maybe I'm exhausted."

Ye Fan's operation confused everyone. Dongfang Ye tightened the bone stick in his hand and shouted, "Ye Fan, do you need help?"

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "Don't worry, just watch how I suppress this little brat!"

Ye Fan practiced all the way, and in addition to digging graves, he also had many adventures. A genius of Wang Chong's level has a king's magic weapon, so how could Ye Fan not have it?

Ye Fan sacrificed a silver divine furnace, a turquoise heavenly sword and a purple divine sword. These three divine objects were all kingly divine weapons. Once they were revealed, the air in all directions seemed to solidify. A terrifying aura filled the air and everyone widened their eyes.

"Is this holy body so arrogant? It actually has three kingly divine weapons!"

"Three to one, if Wang Chong doesn't have any other tricks, he will definitely lose this time."

Wang Chong's veins popped out, his eyes widened with anger, and he shouted, "How come you have three kingly divine weapons!?"

The black chariot was instantly suppressed by the three kingly magic weapons. These magic weapons were powerful, but their consumption was also not small. Ye Fan's breathing became a little faster.

"Don't worry about where I got the king's magic weapon, but I will have another king's magic weapon soon." Ye Fan smiled. This chariot was very powerful, so he naturally wanted to grab it for himself. Ye Fan slapped out a golden palm print, and Wang Chong raised his palm to meet it. His palms were cracked and blood flowed out.

"What did he eat to grow up so strong?" Ye Fan originally thought that his palm could break all the bones in Wang Chong's body, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated this nine-year-old kid.

Ye Fan increased his strength and slammed Wang Chong directly into the ground, creating a human-shaped pit on the ground.

At this time, Wang Chong's bones were broken all over his body, his face was hideous, and he was in extreme pain.

He was shocked and angry and said, "Ye Fan, don't go too far! My brother Wang Teng is the reincarnation of an ancient emperor and has the potential to be a great emperor. If you dare to kill me, he will make sure you die without a burial place!"

"Don't even mention your brother. Even if your father came, he wouldn't be able to save you today!" At worst, he could just run away. Ye Fan had never been afraid of anyone!
At this moment, the originally noisy Qishi Mansion suddenly became quiet. Everything was silent, and a deep and magnetic voice sounded: "Holy Body, what do you want to do to my brother?!"

Ye Fan turned his head and saw a young man in white clothes, with a face as sharp as a knife, a strong and vigorous body, and a golden divine light all over his body. He looked like a young emperor descending to the earth. He was standing not far away and looked at him indifferently.

Surrounding it are nine real dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine black tortoises, flashing divine light and transforming into four symbols, surrounding it.

"Isn't Wang Teng in seclusion? Why is he coming out now?"

"I don't know. Maybe someone went to inform him."

"With Wang Teng here, the Ancient Saint Body is going to be in trouble."

When the geniuses who were watching saw Wang Teng coming, they were all shocked.

Ye Fan stopped what he was doing and frowned, "Are you Wang Teng?"

"What do you think?" Wang Teng's star-like eyes were without a trace of emotion.

Wang Teng waved his hand, and Wang Chong flew out from the ground. A gate to the world appeared between Wang Chong's eyebrows, and a golden ancient chariot flew out. Wang Teng stood in the center of the golden ancient chariot, surrounded by four spirits, like a celestial emperor traveling.

"Brother, help me kill this guy!" Wang Chong roared with a ferocious look on his face.

"Wang Teng's aura is as strong as the ocean. I may not be his opponent at this stage." Ye Fan's heart sank.

Wang Teng's eyes were deep, with stars disappearing and runes interweaving. He had cultivated the martial arts heavenly eye, which could see through the secrets of other people's bodies.

"boom!"

Wang Teng pinched the dragon seal in his hand and blasted out ninety-nine real dragons with one palm. Each real dragon was enough to easily kill a dragon-transforming cultivator.

Ye Fan summoned the king's magic weapon, and two powerful energies collided with each other, and terrifying waves spread in all directions.

The geniuses around could hardly stand under this powerful energy fluctuation and their faces turned pale. It was really their misfortune to be born in the same era as these two monsters.

After all, Ye Fan's cultivation was too low. After Wang Teng's attack, the king's magic weapon had become slightly dim.

"Keng!"

Wang Teng slowly pulled out the golden holy sword from behind him. The holy sword shone with golden light, so bright that people could not open their eyes. The terrifying sword energy pierced through the void, and the murderous intent was overwhelming.

"This is... the Sword of the Emperor of Heaven! Haha, Ye Fan, you are dead!" The Sword of the Emperor of Heaven has gone through countless heavenly tribulations with Wang Teng, and its power is definitely not something that a dragon-transforming cultivator can withstand.

Wang Teng held the Heavenly Emperor Sword in his hand and slashed out a terrifying sword light, destroying everything with ease.

Ye Fan’s face turned pale. He mobilized all his strength, trying to activate the king’s magic weapon again to block Wang Teng’s fatal blow.

"Wang Teng, you dare to bully my friend, do you want to die?!"

A loud voice came from the sky, and all the geniuses looked up curiously, wanting to know who dared to speak to Wang Teng like that.

I saw a man in green standing on the sky, a sea of ​​blood appeared behind him, the blood waves were surging, and the blood-red flames burned the void and distorted it.

"That's Chu Qingqiu, the number one person in the Eastern Wasteland!"

A genius from the Eastern Wasteland exclaimed.

"It is said that Chu Qingqiu is also in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. He actually dared to speak to Wang Teng like this. He is really brave!"

There were geniuses from other regions who were amazed.

Chu Qingqiu unleashed a Chaos Tribulation, and the chaotic-colored lightning ball collided with the golden sword light. The two fought in the sky for half a minute, and then exploded and turned into points of divine light.

"Qingqiu!" Ye Fan looked at Chu Qingqiu in the sky with surprise. He had never doubted Chu Qingqiu's strength. Even Wang Teng, who was known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, was not as powerful as Chu Qingqiu in Ye Fan's eyes.

"Who are you?" Wang Teng stared at Chu Qingqiu with indifferent eyes.

(End of this chapter)