Covering the sky: I became emperor and returned to Earth to be a security guard

Chapter 120 You can be proud of being able to fight one of my clones for [-] rounds!

"Kill my own brother and my uncle. If I don't kill you in front of the gate of the Ji family today, I don't deserve to be called the Northern Emperor!"

Standing on top of the golden chariot, Wang Teng came crashing, his voice echoing like the sound of bells and lu.

"You can try it if you have the ability!"

Ye Fan raised his head, his black hair fluttered and danced under the impact of violent air waves, golden energy and blood rushed out of his body, and he shouted: "Get over here and die!"

"You are the one who suffers, kill!"

While the roar was still reverberating in mid-air, Wang Teng was driving the golden ancient chariot, and he was already killing him. The golden ancient chariot turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards him in an instant.

The countless guests of the Ji family backed away quite tacitly at this time, giving way to a large space for the fight between the two peerless geniuses. Just as the space was cleared, the two figures collided with each other suddenly, like a meteor crashing into the ground. , Terrible fluctuations erupted in an instant.

……

Holy Physique Ye Fan, finally confronted Northern Emperor Wang Teng!
In Ji's house, many monks who came for this turmoil felt their hearts burning.

They have been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

A person who claims to be the reincarnation of the ancient emperor may prove the Tao in the future.

The other is that the Holy Body will be completed in the future, which can be called the Great Emperor of Pangu.

The battle between the two can be said to be a peak duel.

"This duel may be too early."

Someone whispered.

Many people nodded silently, the time for Eucharist to rise is too short, and the realm cannot be too high.

Now, compared with Wang Teng, who is already on the second floor of the Xiantai Secret Realm and can stand shoulder to shoulder with all the saints, the gap is a bit too big.

"The Eucharist is not a stupid person. He must rely on something for daring to come. That coffin may be unusual."

An older monk said.

"Hehe, even if there is some support, it's just the power of heretics. Facing the real difference in combat power, it is impossible to resist."

The Wang family sneered.

The gap in realm is not so easy to make up.

"It is said that the human body's body is strong. I don't know what his blood tastes like?"

Those ancient royals stood behind Wang Chengkun, looking at Ye Fan who was covered in golden light, and said playfully.

"When Teng'er beheads him, he can give the body of the Eucharist to a few people to feast on."

Wang Chengkun said with a smile, flattering those ancient royal families.

But the next moment, he looked at the two people in the field in disbelief.

"what?"

……

"Holy Body, why do you fight me?"

Wang Teng looked indifferent, driving the golden ancient chariot, holding the emperor sword in his hand and pointing at Ye Fan.

He is like an ancient emperor, with endless disillusionment in his eyes, backed by the eternal starry sky, shining brightly.

True dragons, divine phoenixes, white tigers, and basalts all appeared, one by one occupying the starry sky, horrifying beyond compare, flooded by endless divine light.

He slashed at Ye Fan with a sword, tearing apart the breath of heaven and earth.

Ye Fan didn't panic, and directly turned the bronze coffin in front of him with his backhand.

That terrifying sword slashed over, but not even the slightest ripple emerged.

The attack power seemed to be swallowed up by the void!
"This is……"

"This coffin is weird!"

All the monks in Ji's family were shocked. They didn't expect Ye Fan to take Wang Teng's blow lightly.

But obviously, it wasn't his own resistance.

It was the mysterious bronze coffin.

"It seems that there is still suspense in this battle."

The younger generation is all bright-eyed, and the older generation also attaches great importance to it.

Originally, they all thought that the Eucharist had come, and the difference in realm was too far, so it was impossible to fight.

This was not a fair fight.

But now, with the help of external forces, it may be worth seeing.

"Is this how you dare to face me?"

Wang Teng slashed out with a sword, but he didn't make any contribution, but there was a sneer on his face.

"I agree, you can continue to use it to fight me, it's not bullying you."

Standing on the golden ancient car, he proudly looked down on Ye Fan, not paying attention to him at all.

"This coffin is not prepared for a fight with you."

Faced with Wang Teng's contempt, Ye Fan showed his white teeth, "You are not worthy of me using it."

He put the coffin back in place.

"court death!"

Wang Teng's eyes turned cold, and the emperor sword in his hand pointed at Ye Fan again, "Who do you think you are, I have never been afraid of anyone in a battle of the same realm, and you still want to attack me with a low realm?"

"Ha ha!"

Ye Fan sneered and stopped talking at all.

With his feet on the ground, he used Xingzi Jue, the ultimate movement technique in the field of speed, to kill Wang Teng on the chariot.

"What, is Eucharist crazy? He actually abandoned the ancient coffin and fought Wang Teng head-on!"

Everyone stared blankly.

Originally they thought that Ye Fan dared to confront Wang Teng head-on, and they must use the ancient coffin to fight, but now they gave up.

He rushed directly to Wang Teng's chariot, and punched with a raised fist.

This is crazy!
You are a low-level monk, how dare you?

It is understandable to face other people, but the opposite is Wang Teng!

The realm is higher than you, and the combat power is not weaker than you.

If the two were fighting in the same realm, they might not be surprised by Ye Fan's actions, but...

Now they really can't understand.

This is simply courting death.

But the next moment, under their horrified eyes, Ye Fan directly punched Wang Teng in the face, knocking him off the ancient chariot.

Wang Teng flew upside down, landed on the ground and stomped all the way to stabilize his body.

But Ye Fan didn't pursue, and stood on Wang Teng's chariot, looking down at him.

"how is this possible?"

The scene was completely silent, everyone was shocked, no one could have imagined that this would be the result.

How rare is it that Wang Teng, who is known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, was directly repelled by the Eucharist without even keeping his chariot? !

No one spoke, watching all of this silently, it was too sudden.

This result was beyond their imagination.

Originally, they thought that Ye Fan's behavior was giving away someone's head, but they didn't expect it.

Wang Teng was repelled just like that, and his nosebleed was almost punched out with a fist!

How is this going?

Logically speaking, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen. With the gap in realm between the two and the help of external forces behind the scenes, there can only be a collapsed result at the touch of a finger.

but now……

Could it be the origin technique?
Some people speculated, but they were quickly denied by themselves.

This is the Ji family, and it is impossible for Ye Fan to communicate with the underground dragon veins here.

So……

There was only one explanation for what was happening before us.

Everyone looked at each other and thought of a possibility.

Shocked in the eyes!

"Your realm..."

Wang Teng's eyes were cold, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Fan who was standing on his chariot again, "Also in the second heaven of the secret realm of Sendai!"

The Second Heaven of Sendai?
Many monks were shocked, and Wang Teng's words confirmed their conjectures.

But how is this possible?
How many years have you practiced the Eucharist, how could you reach this state in such a short period of time?
All eyes were on Ye Fan.

They are all waiting for his answer.

Shortness of breath!

Under the fiery eyes of all the monks in Ji's family, Ye Fan was fighting on the ancient chariot, condescending like Wang Teng before, and then nodded slowly.

next moment.

All the monks present, whether they were the younger generation's Tianjiao or the older generation's Holy Masters, were in an uproar.

This speed of practice...

"Yezi, when did you reach this level!"

Even Pang Bo and the others were stunned. They never thought that Ye Fan would reach this point unconsciously.

In just ten years, from an ordinary person, he has crossed so many realms, comparable to the holy master of a holy place.

This is simply an unimaginable feat!
"Hehe, so what?"

Wang Teng snorted coldly, and looked at Ye Fan again, "Do you think that even if the realm is comparable to mine, you can sit on an equal footing with me?"

"You're not good enough!"

His expression was still proud, looking down on everything.

He is Wang Teng, the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, an existence that can prove the Tao in the future.

In the same realm, I have never been afraid of anyone, even the strongest arrogance of the other three realms, such as Zhonghuang, Nanyao, and Xibodhisattva, have never fallen into any disadvantage in the confrontation.

Destined to walk on the road of invincibility just like other ancient great emperors.

Not even the Eucharist!
"That's right, so what if it's the same realm, my son Wang Teng killed him like a chicken!"

Wang Chengkun stood up with a sneer on his face.

"The so-called holy body will be invincible once it is completed, there is a premise. It is okay in the era when there is no great emperor. It will be his sorrow to live in the same era as my son who has the appearance of the reincarnation of an ancient emperor!"

He sneered, "The holy body is such a waste physique, it is impossible to prove the truth at all, and I don't even have the qualifications to compete with my son!"

"You won't survive today."

"Why is the Eucharist on par with our emperor's son? It's just a stepping stone at best!"

People from the Wang family spoke out one after another, scolding Ye Fan and cheering for Wang Teng.

Everyone else fell silent, the people from the Wang family were right.

Even if the speed of the Eucharist practice is extremely fast, it can be called the speed against the sky, but it is impossible to prove the Tao after all.

Will be stuck in front of that pass.

Although there have been rumors about the Holy Body Emperor in Donghuang in the past few years, not many people believe it.

If there are false elements in it, the rumors stop at the wise.

And leaving aside whether the holy body can prove the Tao, Ye Fan doesn't know if he can pass the level before him.

The prestige of the Northern Emperor is too strong, and the younger generation is hard to find an opponent.

His reputation over the years has been forged in bloody battles, and no one doubts his combat prowess in the slightest.

Even in the same realm, can the holy body defeat Beidi?

Everyone has this question in their hearts.

"Oh, who said that the Eucharist cannot prove the truth!"

Ye Fan sneered, standing on the golden ancient chariot and staring at all directions, like an ancient emperor.

"kill!"

Wang Teng jumped up, holding the emperor sword, and pointed at Ye Fan.

He didn't care too much anymore, and his combat power had reached its peak.

"war!"

Ye Fan's eyes were piercing, and his whole body seemed to be indestructible like golden glaze.

The two fought together and engaged in close combat.

Wang Teng held the Emperor Sword in his hand, his long black hair stood on end, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

The golden holy sword is as thick as a mountain, reaching up to the sky, like a mountain pressing down.

Can kill all demons and ghosts!
But Ye Fan didn't retreat at all, and threw his golden fist towards Wang Teng's sword.

The two collided and made a sound like gold and stone. Wang Teng's emperor sword did not leave the slightest wound on Ye Fan's fist.

Everyone was surprised, they didn't expect Ye Fan's physical body to be so strong.

A little too scary!

Wang Teng's Emperor Sword slashed at Ye Fan's body, but it couldn't even pierce the skin.

Turn over the mountain seal!
Ye Fan took a step forward, and directly evolved a majestic mountain with the sacred method of fighting, and smashed it down towards Wang Teng.

Emperor Wang Teng swept across with his sword, smashing Huashan with all his strength!
"chi"

At the same time, his eyes were blazing, and he shot two dazzling brilliance towards Ye Fan's Xiantai.

This is the martial arts eye.

Not only can see through the source, but also the sharpest sword!

Ye Fan was not afraid at all, a divine flame flashed between his brows, and a huge hibiscus shone, with nine golden crows on it, like nine suns.

Colliding with those two brilliance, they annihilated each other.

The two collided violently, attacking each other, and each move went straight to the vital point.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred strokes passed.

The monks present were dizzying, this battle was too fierce.

It belongs to the top battle of the younger generation.

"After ten years of cultivating the Eucharist, he is not weaker than the Northern Emperor. How about giving him a period of time to grow!"

Someone sighed.

"There is no chance, my son will definitely kill him today!"

Wang Chengkun yelled, watching Ye Fan in the arena wishing to kill him immediately.

But just after he yelled these words, a figure flew upside down.

That figure is...

Northern Emperor Teng!

He was dressed in ragged clothes, his body was covered with bruises, and his left eye was red and swollen.

"Northern Emperor!"

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect that the confrontation between Wang Teng and Ye Fan would be so miserable.

This is unimaginable!
And they looked at Ye Fan on the chariot again, but found that although Ye Fan was slightly injured at the moment, compared with Wang Teng's injury, it was simply insignificant.

"The combat power of the holy body is too terrifying, isn't even the Northern Emperor his opponent in the same realm?"

The ones who were most shocked were the younger generation of Tianjiao, they had personally experienced the terror of Wang Teng, they could be compared to young emperors!
But now, Ye Fan beat him down.

It is unimaginable!

"My son!"

Wang Chengkun was furious and felt distressed, so he wanted to rush forward and teach Ye Fan a lesson himself.

But being stared at by Taoist Chilong and others, it is impossible to stop it.

"kill!"

Ye Fan's body was full of golden blood, and if he gained power, he would kill Wang Teng in one fell swoop.

"Peking Emperor, we are about to lose..."

Many people sighed in a low voice, looking at Wang Teng who seemed to be beheaded by Ye Fan in the next moment.

That is Wang Teng, known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, the existence that can prove the Tao in the future, but now he will be defeated by the Holy Body.

In the younger generation in the future, the Eucharist may be honored!
But just when everyone thought that this battle was about to end.

The next moment, Wang Teng, who was originally in a state of embarrassment, sneered, "Do you really think you can defeat me?"

"Holy Eucharist, you are very good, but that's it!"

He sat in the void, moved his hands, and shouted: "Everything should be over, eternal exile, chaotic sky secret technique!"

The void is distorted, and all the ten directions are destroyed. There are not many void abyss in the world, extending to different planes. This is a space-time chaos.

"The Chaotic Emperor's...chaotic sky secret technique!"

Someone's face changed drastically. This is a terrible secret technique that can banish people into unknown time and space.

No one thought that Wang Teng would have such a trump card, and he would come back in the end.

"call!"

Looking at the abyss of void that appeared behind him, Ye Fan didn't dodge, allowing him to engulf himself in it, and was thrown into the endless turbulent void.

"Chaotic sky secret art, eternal exile!" Wang Teng shouted, Huo De opened his eyes, stood up, and landed on his ancient chariot again.

It was as if he had once again become the North Emperor who was rarely rivaled by the younger generation.

In front of him, the endless stacked void disappeared and was permanently closed.

And Ye Fan, the holy body, just disappeared.

"No, little leaf!" Ji Ziyue exclaimed, tears slid down and dripped on the purple clothes.

"Leaves!" Pang Bo also roared.

"Little Ye Zi, how could this happen!" Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian and the others also shouted, looking into the void, glaring at Wang Teng, heartbroken.

"My son really has the appearance of a great emperor..." Wang Chengkun laughed, incomparably carefree, "What kind of holy body is just a stepping stone on the road to my son's success."

"I have already said, what is the holy body, how can it be compared with the emperor and son of our clan." The members of the Wang family laughed.

Wang Chengkun is full of ambition, and he should have a son like Wang Teng, "He can't do Eucharist, he is far behind my son!"

"is it?"

But at the next moment, a palm grabbed his shoulder.

"Who?"

Wang Chengkun didn't expect that someone would dare to grab his shoulder, so he immediately turned his head to look.

But what caught his eyes was that smiling face that he hated so much.

"What's going on, the second Ye Fan!"

Everyone was puzzled when they saw Ye Fan behind Wang Chengkun, and then all...

Startled!

Ye Fan's black hair was loose, his eyes were deep, like a fairy king coming to the world, his body was not stained with dust.

With his hands behind his back, he looked down at the embarrassed Wang Teng, and spoke calmly.

"You're good..."

"It's enough to be proud of being able to fight with one of my clones for so long."

(End of this chapter)