C8 Not Interested in Garbage

Yang Fann's aura shook and his eyes turned sharp.

He did not care about the guards in front of him at all. If Yang Zheng didn't come today, Yang Fann would wait for ten days.

But today, since he came and still wanted to humiliate Yang Fann, then he might as well not hold back anymore and go all out.

"How dare you! Do you think you're still that arrogant prince?!" You're just a piece of trash, kneel down and apologize. " A guard stepped forward with a saber in his hand, confident and fearless.

However, he had only taken three steps when he suddenly stopped.

In front of him, Yang Fann raised his hand slightly and turned it into a palm of fire, slamming it down.

Boom! *

"Ah!

The guard immediately let out a blood-curdling screech. Before he could even react, he was already kneeling on the ground. His knee was injured from the shockwave, and blood was flowing profusely from it.

"Ah ah ah, my legs."

"You... "My legs are broken. I'm going to kill you." The guard roared, completely unable to react.

"Crippling you is already an extrajudicial mercy. I, Yang Fann, am also someone that a lackey like you can insult? " Yang Fann replied coldly.

"What?" Yang Zheng's expression changed drastically.

"No, that's impossible. Your cultivation is still around, how is that possible? A few hours ago, you were still a piece of trash. How could you have recovered in such a short amount of time?"

"No, I don't." Yang Zheng's face instantly turned pale. He couldn't believe what he had just seen.

No one knew Yang Fann's talent better than him. If Yang Fann's cultivation level was still there, then his month of being the crown prince would have come to an end.

However, what he did not know was that Yang Fann was a true heaven defying existence compared to before. Once the Five Elements Souls appeared, who could contend against it?

"There's nothing that's impossible. Using your words, trash is trash. Even if I, Yang Fann, am pushed back, you can't compare to me." Yang Fann said lightly.

As he spoke, a terrifying aura emerged from Yang Fann's body. Who would he let go of under the dome?

This kind of confidence was incomparable.

Yang Fann himself did not know about this change. At this moment, there was only one thing in his heart, and that was to explode with power.

Blood for blood, eye for eye.

But at this moment, the Vermillion Bird inside his dantian opened its eyes wide.

"Damn, is this kid on stimulants?" I, Lord Flame, have only seen this kind of aura and gaze back then. "

"Tsk tsk, not bad, it was not in vain that I used the Origin Divine Flame to activate the Divine Flame Spell for you. It's worth it." As the Vermillion Bird spoke, it violently coughed a few times, and its expression was somewhat dispirited.

However, Yang Fann didn't know about any of this.

At this moment, Yang Fann's imposing manner was like the sun in the sky. With just one sentence, everyone present was astonished.

"Heavens, his cultivation base is still here! What happened?"

"I actually want to attack someone at the Ninth Heaven? My brain is so f * cking funny."

"It's over, it's all over. This time, it's all over."

The guards wanted to cry but had no tears to shed. Their expressions were even more embarrassed than if their father had died.

"Those who don't want to die, scram!" Yang Fann did not stop his footsteps. After one person was disabled, Yang Fann's desired effect would be achieved.

To make an example out of others.

These guards had no interest in Yang Fann. His only target was Yang Zheng.

Stomp, stomp.

The guards all ran away like they had been granted amnesty. They wished that their parents could still have two more legs.

"Come back, all of you f * cking come back for laozi. Otherwise, this prince will take your lives." Yang Zheng shouted in anger. As he watched his guards run away one by one, the anger in his heart grew even stronger.

"Crown Prince, this is a grudge between you and Eldest Young Master. Eldest Young Master is still as vigorous as ever, why must you make things difficult for us?"

"That's right, Crown Prince. You asked for it." "The Eldest Young Master's achievements in battle are incredible. The position of Eldest Young Master's successor was obtained with the help of your own hands. You are just lucky to actually dare to mock Eldest Young Master. You truly do not know what it means to be the successor."

"Hmph, I have had enough. If you didn't force me, I wouldn't have made things difficult for the young master even if I were to die."

The guards ran dozens of meters away from Yang Fann and said.

Each one of them was filled with righteous indignation and hatred appeared on their faces. One by one, they took themselves out and made Yang Zheng extremely angry.

Yang Fann sneered.

The wall was pushed by everyone.

In a world where martial arts was the most important thing, the stronger you were, the better you would be. Otherwise, no matter how illustrious his status was, it would be useless.

"It's the opposite, it's the opposite. You bunch of bastards, do you think that Yang Fann has already eaten this successor? "

"He, a trash, dares to compare with this prince? So what if his cultivation base was still here? Since he's still here, this prince shall cripple him once more. "

Yang Zheng's face was twisted as he decisively made his move:

"Mysterious Spirit Water Manipulation."

Yang Zheng struck out with his palm, causing the water vapor within the palm to fluctuate. It was like waves that dispersed in circles.

"Water Manipulation? "I came at the perfect time." Yang Fann said. Instead of advancing, he retreated.

This Mystic Spirit Water Manipulation, was a martial skill from the Xuanling Palace, and was an extremely extraordinary high-grade Mortal Realm art. Even Yang Fann's Mystic Spirit Raging Flames Spear Technique he previously practiced was only at this level.

Yang Fann charged up and activated the Vermillion Bird's Flames. He gathered all of his Origin Energy in his right hand and also sent out a palm strike.

Boom! *

Raging flames interweaved as the water ripples exploded. The two's powers directly clashed together.

Crack, crack, crack.

Fire and water could not be matched, Yang Zheng's Martial Spirit was a water Martial Spirit, which was the complete opposite of Yang Fann's.

Not only that, the most important thing was that Yang Zheng's palm did not cause any damage to Yang Fann. On the other hand, Yang Zheng was forced back several feet by Yang Fann's power.

"Hahaha, Mystic Spirit Water Manipulation Palm! It's just so-so!" Yang Fann laughed.

Just a single move was enough to determine who was the superior one.

Although it was just forcing him to retreat, the gap between them was obvious. That was because Yang Fann only relied on his battle instincts, whereas Yang Zheng used martial skills.

Yang Fann also knew clearly in his heart that Yang Zheng was no longer a threat to him. "Impossible, this is impossible."

"You are trash. How could you possibly be able to push me back without using martial skills?" Yang Zheng shook his head again and again.

Yang Fann's domineering attitude swept away the remaining sense of superiority in his heart.

"What do you mean, impossible? It's just that you're too ignorant."

"However, don't worry. I won't kill you today. It would be too easy to kill you. "

"Now, scram." Yang Fann's eyes focused as he shouted coldly.

Yang Zheng's face was full of anger and shame. He clenched his fists tightly, but when his eyes met Yang Fann's, that cold look made him instantly sober up.

"Brother Yang Brother Fann, I knew that you would still be you." Sure enough, you didn't let me down. I'll go home and tell my father. I believe he'll be very happy if he finds out. " At this time, Murong Qingrou suddenly said, her eyes filled with joy.

It was obvious that Yang Fann was a tad bit more skillful, so he had already thought of something.

"Is that so? Unfortunately, I am not interested in trash. "