249 The Eighth Prince Nailed to the Ground

"You will die. No one is going to save you today!" The eighth prince sneered and swept his spear, setting off a terrible storm that transformed into a mass of light and rushed towards Ye Xiwen.

If gilded tyrant form's defense was not truly tyrannical, Ye Xiwen would have already been defeated a long time ago.

The spear thrust forward like a dragon, directly towards Ye Xiwen.

"Puchi!" the eighth prince's spear accurately pieced through the belly of Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen spat a mouthful of blood and blood also oozed out of the wound on his belly.

This battle had already resulted in the destruction of the surrounding forest.

Ye Xiwen immediately grabbed the spear with his hands and the gilded tyrant form activated to its extreme. Ye Xiwen's might was so greatly strengthened that the eighth prince never expected that he would not be able to pull out the spear from his body.