Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann propped himself up with both hands. Trembling, he got up from the ground. Suddenly, his face turned red and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.    

    

"This wooden pole skill is really unpredictable. I almost died in your hands. " Yang Fann wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with lingering fear. If it wasn't for the Heaven and Earth Devouring Method being too powerful and increasing his bloodline and cultivation base, It also strengthened his body, making it stronger than many Level 9 Level 9s. Otherwise, Yang Fann would have really fallen under the effect of this wooden pillar. Even so, Yang Fann had suffered quite a serious internal injury!    

    

"Impossible, this isn't true. No one can take my wooden stick attack head on and not die. This must be an illusion. " Ma Yuanwu shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he had gone mad. He really couldn't believe that the wooden pillar skill was Ma Yuanwu's strongest killing move. It was a deadly strike that had gathered all of Ma Yuanwu's power, and the power contained within it was terrifying. It was those Nine Heavens body cultivators that specialized in the physical body. Under Ma Yuanwu's deadly strike. . . They would die for sure!    

    

"Old man, you didn't kill me! Then it's you who's going to die now!" The corner of Yang Fann's mouth curled up, and a trace of cruelty appeared on his face. He took a step forward and started approaching Ma Yuanwu step by step. His eyes were filled with killing intent!    

    

"What do you want?" Ma Yuanwu could not help but take a step back, as if he had been forced into an alley. He panicked. He had just used the Pillar Spell, and as soon as he used it, The result was either death of the enemy or Ma Yuanwu. The current Ma Yuanwu. . . The inner force in his body had dried up, and his physical strength had been exhausted. He was almost the same as an old man who was on the verge of dying. Any First Layer martial artist would be able to take Ma Yuanwu's life!    

    

"Of course I want to kill you!" Yang Fann looked down at Ma Yuanwu from above. There was a trace of a cat toying with a mouse on his face.    

    

"Don't kill me, I don't want the blood spirit grass!" Ma Yuanwu continued to retreat. His voice was slightly trembling.    

    

"Just because you said you don't want it, you want me to let you go? How can there be such a simple thing in this world!"    

    

"Don't be so heartless. Leave some way out for everything. We can only meet peacefully in the future. " All of a sudden, Ma Yuanwu seemed to have thought of something. He shouted loudly, "My great-grandson is one of the top ten disciples of the Seven Stars Sect's Tianquan Yimai, Ma Wenlong, who is ranked eighteenth in the Mortal Board. If you dare hurt me, my great-grandson will definitely seek revenge on you!"    

    

The Mortal Board was the most famous ranking of the Seven Stars Sect's Outer Sect. There were a total of 108 seats on it. It listed the strongest 108 disciples among the Seven Stars Sect's seven great Peak-pulse's tens of thousands of outer sect disciple. Each of them was a top genius of the younger generation. As long as they didn't die midway, they would be able to reach the Condensation of Spirit Bones before the age of 30. The qualification to break through to the core was similar to the Mortal Board and expert that Tang Feiyu had lost to Yang Fann. However, his ranking was slightly lower, and he was barely able to enter the top 100 of the Mortal Board. He was ranked ninety-eighth in the Mortal Board!    

    

The Mortal Board and expert ranked in the top twenty were all geniuses amongst geniuses. Their talent was extraordinary, and they were even better than Yun Feiyang, who was ranked third in the Kaiyang Yimai. Even some manager the outer sect had to give those geniuses some face, and didn't dare to offend them.    

    

"Ma Wenlong is 18 Mortal Board? Are you threatening me with Ma Wenlong?" Yang Fann paused for a second and looked at Ma Yuanwu with a playful expression.    

    

"I am not threatening you, but as the saying goes, hatred should be resolved between enemies instead of increasing hatred. Having more friends is better than having more enemies!" That was what he said, but Ma Yuanwu's raised head showed his intention.    

    

If Ma Yuanwu met any other outer sect disciple, they might really spare his life because they were afraid of Ma Wenlong's power. Unfortunately, Ma Yuanwu met Yang Fann. Yang Fann was a man who had just advanced to the Outer Sect, but he still dared to confront the three giants of the Kaiyang Yimai - Yun Feiyang!    

    

One should know that although Yun Feiyang's ranking in the Mortal Board was not as high as Ma Wenlong's, it was not far from him. Yun Feiyang was ranked twenty-eight in the Mortal Board!    

    

Yang Fann's expression turned cold as he said, "Today, I'm going to have a feud with you. I want to see what that Ma Wenlong can do to me!"    

    

"Don't tell me you really want to become enemies with my grandson?" Ma Yuanwu's body trembled, and he said with some fear.    

    

"Ma Wenlong is only ranked eighteenth in the Mortal Board. Even if I make him my enemy. . . What can he do to me?" Yang Fann said with a disdainful smile. Yang Fann had the power to suppress Yun Feiyang. Once he refined the blood spirit grass. . . At that time, the entire Outer Sect of Seven Stars Sect would be in danger. Apart from the Mortal Board, no one else would be a match for Yang Fann. It would be fine if Ma Wenlong didn't seek revenge on him, but if he really didn't know what was good for him. . . Yang Fann would definitely teach Ma Wenlong how to behave!    

    

"Don't be too conceited. My grandson is a peerless genius with the bloodline of a rank 8 High Grade. If you make him your enemy. . . Then you're courting death. "    

    

"You don't have to worry about that. Alright! Prepare to die!" Yang Fann smiled noncommittally. He moved and appeared in front of Ma Yuanwu. He raised his right hand high.    

    

"Don't kill me!" Ma Yuanwu's entire body twitched, and his knees went soft. He actually knelt down on the ground, and his voice was filled with tears. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have coveted your blood spirit grass. I'm already so old, and I don't have many years left to live! Please show mercy and spare my life. As long as you let me go. . . I can give you my entire life's collection. "    

    

The older a person was, the more afraid they would be of death. Sometimes, these words weren't wrong at all. Ma Yuanwu really didn't want to die!    

    

"You are too noisy!" A trace of disgust flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. The inner force in his body surged, and he slapped his palm down in shock. A whirlwind swept across the sky, and Ma Yuanwu was smashed into meat paste!    

    

"I'm still a little impulsive. "    

    

Yang Fann looked at the blood and flesh that were splattered everywhere. A trace of pity flashed across his face. Ma Yuanwu was a Ninth Grade Huge Perfection expert. Even if his bloodline was low and he had a quasi-Eighth Grade Bloodline, swallowing Ma Yuanwu was enough to allow Yang Fann's cultivation to advance a step further.    

    

However, very quickly, Yang Fann's attention was attracted by a green light in the severed limbs. It was the small Universe Bag that Ma Yuanwu carried with him.    

    

Yang Fann licked his lips. He stretched out his hand and picked up the small Universe Bag. After that, he disappeared into the dense forest ahead.    

    

An hour later, numerous silhouettes with powerful auras appeared in front of the broken limbs. None of these people were weak. The weakest among them was a Seventh Layer warrior, and many of them were experts from level 8. There was even a Nine Heavens expert among them.    

    

"Father!" When the only Ninth-layer Martial Cultivator saw Ma Yuanwu's intact head, he immediately let out a heart-wrenching cry, "Who is it?! How dare you do this to my father?! I must kill this man to avenge my father!"