Invincible Bloodline

The battle between Yang Fann and Mo Li could be said to have been full of twists and turns!    

Initially, everyone thought that it would be Yang Fann crushing Mo Li. However, Mo Li swallowed the Li Huo Zong's Sect Guarding Heavenly Pill - Fire Drake and Pill Breaking Stage. His cultivation base had made a huge leap. After stepping into Top Martial Marquis's realm, his combat strength had become even more terrifying. He was comparable to a First Layer Martial Sect Expert, and he thought that Mo Li would surely be able to counterattack. He never thought that Yang Fann would hide his true strength so deeply!    

At this moment, the imposing manner he revealed was so powerful that not to mention a First Layer martial ancestor, Even a slightly weaker Third Empyrean martial ancestor couldn't compare to him!    

Monster! This guy was a huge monster! Terrifying, truly too terrifying!    

Eastern Altar.    

"Yang Fann is actually hiding something, this is abnormal! This is too abnormal!" The worried Silver Robed Deacon Xu Baichuan's expression changed instantly, and he started cursing. What kind of monster was this? How could it hide itself? This scheming, this strength. . . Was he really only fifteen years old?    

"Good! Good! Good!" Han Qianye, who was standing at the side, said the word 'good' three times in a hurry. He was so excited that he could not even speak. It was shocking! It was too shocking! He thought that he had overestimated Yang Fann, but he still looked down on Yang Fann from afar. This aura, this strength. . . It had even faintly surpassed him, the Sect Master.    

It was truly the blessing of the ancestors that allowed the Sect to produce such a A Monster That Defies The Heavens!    

. . .    

On the arena.    

"Little Long Worm, how dare you act so impudently in front of me? Die!" Yang Fann let out a stern shout, and his three meter tall body trembled. In the blink of an eye, with his body as the center, A terrifying power that was both desolate and mighty erupted from his body. Wherever this power went. . . S were like Human-shaped Real Hous. It rushed towards the Glassy Dragon that was crushed by Yang Fann's terrifying aura!    

"Argh!"    

An extremely shrill dragon's roar resounded throughout the world.    

In the next moment. . .    

He saw the insufferably arrogant and domineering Glassy Dragon that was a thousand feet tall. Boom!    

"Ah! Puff. . . "    

The young master of Lihuo, Mo Li, instantly spat out a mouthful of blood towards the sky. His Qi began to weaken at a visible rate. Yang Fann's shout not only broke Mo Li's strongest attack, but also shattered his true meaning. Mo Li was severely injured after his true meaning was broken.    

"Ah! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! How can you have such strength? How can you have such strength. . . " Mo Li knelt down on one knee. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Yang Fann. His voice was full of madness, like a madman. He couldn't believe it. He really couldn't believe it. He was only fifteen years old. He was only fifteen years old. Damn it, he had already started cultivating in his mother's womb! It was impossible for him to be so abnormal.    

"Be good and go to hell and ask Hell King!"    

If you respect me one foot, I respect you ten feet. If you bully me, I will repay you a hundred times more. This was Yang Fann. Since Mo Li dared to kill him, he must be prepared to die!    

The next moment. . .    

Yang Fann crushed the Void and appeared in front of Mo Li. In Mo Li's eyes, his body was like a god that had walked out of a legend. In an instant, an indescribable fear enveloped Mo Li's heart.    

"Yang Fann, you. . . Do you still want to kill me?" Mo Li's body trembled. His face was filled with disbelief. He was the young master of Li Huo Zong. The only son of the Sect Master of the Li Huo Zong, Mo Long, had killed him. The Li Huo Zong would never rest until the Seven Stars Sect killed Lion King and Dong Yunhaoyi. The Heavenly Sword Young Master, Xia Yu. It could be said that the Seven Stars Sect had completely shed all pretenses of cordiality with the two major sects, Violet Spirit and Iron Sword. If the Li Huo Zong was added into the mix, Yang Fann would be courting death!    

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with your head? I can't kill you!" Yang Fann raised his eyebrows and showed a touch of disdain at the corner of his mouth.    

" No. . . You can't kill me. You can't kill me. I am the young master of Li Huo Zong. You can kill me. My Li Huo Zong will not rest until you die. . . "    

He panicked. At this moment, Mo Li was completely panicking. He was still young. . . He still had a bright future ahead of him. He didn't want to die. He really didn't want to die!    

"What a joke! Those who kill will always be killed! Die! "    

In the next moment. . .    

Yang Fann's palm struck down in shock. So what if he was the young master of Li Huo Zong? Could it be that he was only allowed to kill him and not allowed to kill him? How could there be such a cheap thing in the world?!    

Yang Fann still didn't use any martial skill Secret Technique in this palm strike. It was still a direct and direct palm strike, and there was no profound meaning to it. However, with the enhancement of the Black Iron Battle Body, this palm strike was extremely terrifying. It was far beyond the imagination of the world. The power contained within it was not even the Hundred Billions Of Ding Of Divine Power. Even if it was that Second Layer Martial Sect Expert. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

A Black Iron Battle Body that was close to the Mastery was not something to be trifled with!    

"Ah! No. . . "    

An ominous sign of falling apart swept across Mo Li's soul, causing him to let out a miserable cry before the beast died. His body was covered in flames, and the scorching sun above his head also covered his body. In a split second, all the True Qi in his body surged crazily, and he threw a punch.    

However, this was clearly just a struggle for survival. Even at his peak, Mo Li could not block this powerful palm. Besides, his natal true meaning had been broken, and he had suffered a serious injury!    

"Rumble!"    

The fist and palm collided, and a terrifying thing happened!    

"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi!" . . .    

Mo Li's entire right hand, first the finger bone, then the wrist bone, then the arm bone, shoulder bone, and so on. They were all shattered into powder by the violent force. Following which, traces of cracks began to appear on his Divine Stainless Treasure Body. . . .    

"Ah! Kid, stop for This Sect!! "    

With a heart-wrenching wail, Mo Long, who was on the Eastern Altar, could no longer hold it in. He could not help but order without caring about the ban. He stood up in a huff, wanting to go straight to the arena and save his precious son. He only had Mo Li as his only son. No matter what, he could not let anything happen to Mo Li!    

At this moment. . .    

"Bastard, how dare you!"    

An extremely terrifying and irresistible pressure descended from the sky, directly enveloping Mo Long's entire body. At almost the same time, a large white hand directly pressed onto Mo Long's left chest.    

This palm strike was very slow and light. It looked like a casual slap between friends. However, when it landed on Mo Long's body, it was as if he had been struck by a savage beast. His entire body was sent flying dozens of meters away. His sternum was concave, and blood was gushing out. His aura was extremely weak. Clearly, he had been seriously injured!!    

"Ah! Sect Master. . . " Several Marquess Stage Grand Elders of the Li Huo Zong cried out in shock.    

"Hmph! If there's a next time, die!"    

Xu Baichuan's extremely cold voice resounded in everyone's ears. He was furious. He was truly furious. He dared to interfere in the battle in front of Silver Robed Deacon. This was a direct slap to Xu Baichuan's face. Did he really think that Xu Baichuan didn't have a temper if he didn't teach him a bloody lesson?    

"Hiss! This. . . Is this Suppress Martial Lord's strength? Frightening. . . This is truly frightening. . . " All the big shots sucked in a breath of cold air. The dignified Third Empyrean Martial Sect Expert. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . * The group of big shots sucked in a breath of cold air. The dignified Third Empyrean Martial Sect Expert, one of the top tier experts in the Great Tang Dynasty, had fallen to the ground after being struck by someone's palm. It was unbelievable. This was because the opponent showed mercy to him. If not, Mo Long's heart would have been crushed by the palm strike a long time ago. His body and soul would have vanished!    

. . .    

On the arena.    

Yang Fann didn't hesitate at all. An incomparably violent force continued to strike Mo Li's body. Who did he think he was?    

"Argh! I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling. . . " An incomparably mournful wail sounded out, and it carried an indescribable sense of regret. The Sobbing Blood Continent was vast and boundless, and Yang Fann wasn't the only one with a greater talent than his expert. Why did he have to go against this little monster? If he admitted defeat earlier. . . Why did he have to do this. . .    

Unfortunately, it was already too late for him to realize it now!    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble!"    

Heaven and earth split apart!    

The low-grade profound artifact grade precious clothes on Mo Li's body exploded into fine powder. His True Flame Body, which was comparable to a Profound Artifact, was also like a balloon that had been pierced through. It was extremely compressed. Many of his skin, flesh, and blood were blasted apart. Even his bones were shattered and scattered in all directions!    

One palm! The young master of Li Huo, Mo Li, was dead!    

. . .