Invincible Bloodline

He was about sixty years old, with white hair and a youthful face. The old man in white clothes was sitting on the main seat. He was arrogant, and his invisible Sword Qi covered the area with a radius of several meters. Large patches of Voids were crushed into pieces like tiles. From afar, it looked like a sheathed Supreme Divine Sword that was showing off its power and destroying everything!    

This old man was none other than the Second Elder of the Tianshu Branch, one of the top Seven Stars Sects of the Seven Stars Sect. Zhao Qianjun, who had the reputation of a thousand swordsmen!    

Below him, on the left and right, On both sides, there were terrifying Zhao Qianjuns with powerful auras. On the left side, there was a man with white hair and a youthful face. His skin was as tender as a baby's, and his face was gloomy. He was the Fifth Elder of the Tianquan Yimai, Gao Moren.    

The last man was completely covered by a black robe. Waves of cold Qi kept gushing out from his body, causing people to feel a shiver in their souls. It was the Second Elder of the Yaoguang Yimai, Qin Yuan, who had always been at odds with the Kaiyang Yimai!    

"As the ancient saying goes, good people don't live long. A scourge that has been left behind for a thousand years, these words were truly correct. Yang Fann, that Little Brute, actually didn't die! Truly detestable!!" On the main seat, Zhao Qianjun's voice was extremely cold. It made people shiver with fear. More than a month ago. . . When they found out that Little Brute "died prematurely" in Demon Spirit Secret Realm, the anger in their hearts was gone. Even the grief of Xiao Tian's premature death in the secret realm dissipated. They had never thought that. . . It had only been a month, but Little Brute had miraculously returned to Sect. He was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!    

"I have to say, that kid is quite lucky. So many Heaven's Pride Evildoer died prematurely in Demon Spirit Secret Realm. He actually managed to return to Sect safely! " Gao Moren, who was on the left, sighed, "I'm afraid this kid is also a man with great luck!"    

There was a faint trace of a desire to retreat. The concept of luck was illusory, but it also existed in reality. These people with great luck were often able to turn bad luck into good luck and avoid danger. It would not be easy to kill them!    

"Hmph! So what if this Little Brute possesses great fortune? How dare he cripple my Yun Fei child? This Little Brute must die!!" Zhao Qianjun's killing intent was boundless, surging like a great river. His heart was constantly boiling. Baili Yunfei was his last disciple. He had always been regarded as the inheritor of his legacy and the position in his heart. In fact, he was even higher than the eldest disciple, Thunder God Sword. After all, Xiao Tian had another fortuitous encounter. He had chosen the Heavenly Thunder Sword Dao, unlike Baili Yunfei. Just like him, he had practiced the Thousand Swords Dao!    

"Elder Zhao, in my opinion, Forget it. . . " Qin Yuan sighed slightly and said. Among the three of them, the one who had the least enmity with Yang Fann was. . . The reason why he wanted to get rid of Yang Fann was because he wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible. However, he just didn't want to be suppressed by the Kaiyang Yimai once again. However, following the earth-shattering change in the Demon Spirit Secret Realm. . . Everything was meaningless. Amongst the twenty-eight geniuses who had returned, There were only two of them in the Yaoguang Yimai, and they were ranked below the 30th position of the Earth Board. Even without Yang Fann, Zhu Feng, the Flying Dragon Divine Sword alone was enough to suppress the Yaoguang Yimai.    

"Elder Zhao, stop it. The Sect has already bled enough!" Gao Moren sighed helplessly, although it was because of Yang Fann. It was also because of Yang Fann. It had caused the Tianquan Yimai to lose a top tier monster, but at this moment. . . He didn't want to cause any more trouble for Yang Fann. In the Demon Spirit Secret Realm. . . They had already lost a lot of them. One hundred and eighty Heaven's Pride Evildoer. In the end, only 28 of them returned. This was a huge loss. It had almost shaken the foundation of Seven Stars Sect, but they could no longer bear the torture!    

Moreover, if one were to talk about it, he and Yang Fann did not have any direct hatred towards each other. Since Ma Wenlong had gone to the Life and Death Arena, he could still blame himself for not being good at learning. He could not blame Yang Fann. As for the bet, even if he wanted to settle it with Sunn Liren, he should find him!    

"You. . . You all. . . You all. . . Zhao Qianjun's chest rose and fell rapidly. He was so angry that he could not speak. He wanted to find these two men and discuss how to deal with this Little Brute, Yang Fann. He never thought that they would actually try to persuade him.    

"Old Zhao, it's better to get rid of enemies than to get rid of them. Furthermore, it was you, Disciple and Baili Yunfei who provoked that Yang Fann first!" If not for Baili Yunfei being jealous of Yang Fann's monster talent, He would have crippled Yang Fann before Yang Fann could grow. In the end, he would have been crippled by Yang Fann. It was also his own fault, "Alright. Elder Zhao, think about it. Is it really worth provoking a Peerless Evildoer like Yang Fann for the sake of a crippled Baili Yunfei?"    

Qin Yuan cupped his hands at Zhao Qianjun and took the lead to walk out.    

"Elder Zhao, let's do it this way. I don't want to get involved in the grudges between you and Yang Fann!" Without waiting for Zhao Qianjun to speak, Gao Moren also stood up and left!    

. . .    

"Two cowardly rats, without you, I can still kill that Little Brute. . . " Zhao Qianjun's face was extremely twisted, and his voice was like that of a malicious ghost. "If the Chosen of the three sects can't kill you, then I don't believe that the monster of the eight sects can't kill you, Little Brute. Little Brute, treasure your last moments! The The Battle Of The Proclamation Of Azure Sky will be the day you die!! "    

. . .    

In a quiet room in the backyard of Lingyun Courtyard.    

"Rumble!" "Rumble rumble!" Rumble!" . . .    

Boundless silver radiance burst out from all the pores on Yang Fann's body. It was dazzling to the extreme, and his majestic body instantly grew taller. He pointed his finger at the sky and stepped on the ground, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. He was insufferably arrogant!!    

In a flash, twenty days had passed. He had swallowed nearly a thousand kilograms of Black Iron Heart. After that, Yang Fann's Black Iron Battle Body made another breakthrough and successfully broke through to the Small Completion Great Perfection Stage. The strength in his body increased crazily once again. 450 billion ding. . . 450 billion ding. . . 550 billion ding. . . 55 billion ding. . . Six hundred billion ding. . . . . .    

"Boom!" "Boom!" Boom!" . . .    

An incomparably violent energy surged out like a peerless evil dragon soaring into the sky. It formed a distorted and terrifying wave above Yang Fann's head!    

"Crack!" Crack!" Crack!" . . .    

The surrounding formation let out a sorrowful cry, as if it was going to collapse at any moment. The current Yang Fann was just too terrifying. Just the power of the shell alone was enough to suppress most Half-step Martial Ancestor warriors, and with the enhancement of the Black Iron's true body, the momentum of his breakthrough was as strong as the advancement of many low grade martial ancestor warriors!    

If an ordinary Marquess warrior dared to break into the formation without permission, he would be crushed into a meat patty by the violent Qi. Fortunately, Hall Lord was not a vain man. In the end, he was able to withstand it!    

"There are still eight days left! I hope there is still time!" Although it was said to be a month's time, they had to leave two days earlier. West Shu Road was not close to the capital of Heaven's Pride Battle!!    

. . .    

Eight days later, in the White Jade Square on the peak of the Tianshu Peak.    

From time to time, numerous core disciples with powerful auras would arrive. The The Battle Of The Proclamation Of Azure Sky that was held once every sixty years was the biggest feast for the young generation of the South Mountain Domain. It was the gathering of all the major sects in the South Mountain Domain, as well as the top geniuses of the young generation of the rogue cultivator in the martial arts world. Even if they couldn't participate in it, it would be a great blessing in their lives to be able to witness it.    

The battle between Top-Level Heaven's Pride and the other geniuses had passed by this village. As long as they didn't happen to have something to attend to, they wouldn't be able to open the shop anymore. Or he would be in the middle of a death seclusion to make a breakthrough. Almost no one in the thousands of core disciples of the Seven Stars Sect's seven great Peak-pulse was willing to miss out on this opportunity. Some of them were even Sect Elder. Even Patriarch Wu Hou, who was usually elusive and secretive, was among them!    

When Yang Fann brought Luo Jiahui, Chun Lan, and Xia He into the White Jade Square, there were already hundreds of people gathered in the huge White Jade Square. In an instant, almost all the core disciples in the square were attracted to this place.    

"He is Yang Fann? He is so young. He is not even sixteen yet!"    

"But it doesn't seem like it's a big deal!"    

"What do you know?! That's called returning to simplicity!!!"    

"That's right. He's the youngest Mortal Board First in the history of Seven Stars Sect. How could he be simple?!"    

. . .    

Many core disciples were whispering to each other, their eyes filled with curiosity. They had heard of Yang Fann's great name before, but Yang Fann had kept a low profile. He had been in secluded cultivation all this time, and there were very few people who had seen his true face.    

"That should be her little cousin, Luo Jiahui, Chun Lan and Xia He, the two maidservants, right?"    

"They are really lucky. With Yang Fann's care, they managed to condense the Spirit Bones at such a young age!"    

"Thinking back on how much suffering and suffering I had to endure in order to break through to the Bone Forging, and then looking at them again, they easily became Martial Master warriors. Comparisons between people are really infuriating!"    

"Sigh, who called us a good cousin, a good master!!!"    

. . .    

Looking at Luo Jiahui and the other two behind Yang Fann, the gazes of everyone instantly changed from curiosity to envy. Their voices were filled with indescribable sourness, wishing that they were the ones accompanying Yang Fann.    

. . .