"He's broken through!"
Seeing that proud and upright figure, Leng Dao breathed a sigh of relief. Although Ye Fan's combat power had reached the level of a Half-step Supreme, he was still not a true Supreme—a monumental difference in power.
The Evil Wing Prince said coldly, "Even if you've broken through, you're still just an ant in front of me!"
"Is that so?"
The next moment, Ye Fan moved. He swung his sword, sending an arc of blood flying.
"Ah!" the Evil Wing Prince shrieked. This time, he had truly suffered a devastating blow from Ye Fan, but it was not over yet.
"Conquer the World!"
His razor-sharp Swordsmanship swept down, and with every strike that landed, the Evil Wing Prince screamed in agony. After Ye Fan's breakthrough, the Prince was no match for him at all.
"Blood Clan Triple Salutation!"
He tried to summon the Blood Wings again, hoping to unleash their overwhelming pressure.
"Capture Hand!"
