Invincible Bloodline

The result of the battle between the two dark horses was so unexpected. Xie Zhong, who had vowed to kill Yang Fann, was completely at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye. Under the bombardment of Yang Fann's iron fist, the only thing he could do was to parry, without any ability to resist!    

"Roar! The last punch will blow you up!" A furious roar. Yang Fann circulated his terrifying spiritual energy, which was not much weaker than Suppress Martial Lord's. In an instant, It had increased his strength by more than three layers. This punch was so terrifying. The Nine Heavens Martial Sect Expert who had surpassed five thousand Billions Of Ding Of Divine Power was the one who stood high above everyone else. Under this punch, even despair would sink into his heart. The wind of the punch was like a mountain, and the will of the punch was like the sky. The fist was as heavy as thick earth, and it seemed as if the heaven and earth were going to be destroyed in an instant!!    

"Lie. . . ! He actually still had reservations, freakish! This is really too freakish!!!" On the square viewing platform, countless martial artist warriors were shocked.    

"Roar! I'm not willing to accept this! I'm not willing to accept this! . . . "    

Finally, Xie Zhong let out a desperate howl. It contained an indescribable unwillingness. If he knew that Yang Fann had such a terrifying strength, He would never have dared to underestimate Yang Fann, and he wouldn't have made such a mistake. He had been severely injured by Yang Fann's punch, and he couldn't even exert the full power of the tenth level of his combat strength. He felt aggrieved! Truly aggrieved!    

If this was a fair fight, Xie Zhong believed that he would be the one to win in the end. If there was a medicine for regret in this world, he would definitely buy one without hesitation. Unfortunately, if it was only if!    

In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, Xie Zhong once again struck out with the Heavenly Devil Palm. Unfortunately, he was already at the end of his rope. This palm strike was so weak that it didn't even release the power of the first level of power he had when he was at his peak.    

In less than half a breath's time!    

The Heavenly Devil Palm, which was more than twice as concentrated as before, exploded with a loud bang. The violent force instantly engulfed Xie Zhong. After that, it exploded with a loud bang. The entire 21st combat ring seemed to have turned into a chaotic color. Mushroom after mushroom cloud kept rising from Xie Zhong's body.    

"Bang!!!"    

The heavens and the earth split apart!!    

Xie Zhong's skinny body was like a balloon filled with air. It suddenly expanded to a few points, like a strange round ball. In the end, it even exploded. His flesh and bones were all shattered and scattered in all directions. How miserable!    

For a moment, the entire Central Martial Arena seemed to have fallen into a deathly silence. After a long while, there were whispers and discussions. . .    

"Hiss! I never thought that the one who would fall in the end would be Xie Zhong. Unbelievable, truly unbelievable!!"    

"Now, it seems like Yang Fann is the number one dark horse in South Mountain Domain!"    

"No wonder he dared to go against Crown Prince Liu Xiu. It's not that Yang Fann is young and hot-tempered, and has lost his mind. It's because he really has the strength!"    

. . .    

In an instant, many martial artist's impression of Yang Fann changed. Xie Zhong was one of the top tier monsters in the second tier of experts, and his combat strength was extremely powerful. He was able to make it into the top 16 of all the participants. He could even be considered to be ranked below The Eight Great Evildoers in the top ten. There was hardly anyone who could match him. Yang Fann was able to kill Xie Zhong. There was no doubt about his strength, even if he wasn't as strong as The Eight Great Evildoers. He was afraid that he wouldn't be much weaker than Crown Prince Liu Xiu. Although he would still lose more than he could win, it was not as if he did not have any chance of winning!    

. . .    

In the eastern stands.    

"Hahaha! Hahaha! He won. In the top 30, Yang Fann had successfully advanced to the top 30. Hahaha. . . "Han Qianye stood up in an instant. He was so excited that he started to speak incoherently. Top 30 Cyan Cloud Ranking. In the past, this was something that he would never dare to imagine.    

. . .    

"Damn it, how can this Little Brute be so strong? How can he be so strong? The heavens have no eyes, the heavens have no eyes!" The God Of Heaven Sect's face was twisted, like a ferocious ghost from the Nether Hell, ferocious and terrifying.    

. . .    

Within the Heterospatial Space.    

"What a good young man, Yang Fann. Truly amazing. The last punch contained no less than five thousand Vital Spirit Force. This is the limit of an ordinary full force attack from Top Martial Ancestor!" An old man with white hair and beard. He praised. The distance between Martial Master Sixth Layer and Top Martial Ancestor was. . . There was a difference of two Great Secret Stage and twenty-four major realms between them. There was really no one who could challenge someone who was stronger than them, even Suppress Martial Lord. When he was only a Martial Master Sixth Layer, he was no match for him. Not to mention challenging Top Martial Ancestor with a higher cultivation base, he would even fight Top Martial Marquis. It would be difficult for him to defeat Top Martial Ancestor!    

"I thought that Ying Zheng would be the biggest surprise of this year's The Battle Of The Proclamation Of Azure Sky, but now it seems like. . . " Gold Robe Deacon, who had been calm all this time, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He looked at Yang Fann who was standing on the arena thoughtfully.    

. . .    

"Brother Xu, you are really lucky this time. To think that you would meet such a Peerless Evildoer!" Yan Nanshan's voice was filled with envy. He wished he could replace Xu Baichuan. He wanted to become the person in charge of Great Tang Dynasty, and with the combat strength that Yang Fann had shown. . . As long as he didn't meet The Eight Great Evildoers, no one would be a match for him. Not to mention the top sixteen, even if he was in the top eight, And even the top 4, if they were lucky. . . It was not impossible. When the time came, the rewards would be out of the question. It wouldn't take more than a few years for Xu Baichuan to break through to the Gold Robe Deacon rank.    

"But it's a pity for Xie Zhong. If he didn't look down on him too much and let Yang Fann take the initiative, the outcome of this battle would be hard to say!" When he finished speaking, a trace of pity faintly flashed within Yan Nanshan's eyes. If Xie Zhong had used his full strength from the beginning, it wasn't that he wouldn't have had the chance to win. It was a pity that he had lost by a single step.    

"This Yang Fann really has a strong killing intent. He just doesn't know how to leave a trace behind in the future. It's better to meet him in the future!" A silver robed middle aged man with a scorching sun rising above his head and flames coiled around his body frowned as he spoke with slight displeasure.    

Ye Moyan - Silver Robed Deacon of the Holy Ji Academy. He was also the person in charge of this year's The Battle Of The Proclamation Of Azure Sky's Grand Sui Dynasty. Xie Zhong's death had caused him to lose a huge reward. Otherwise, given Xie Zhong's strength, even if he was defeated by Yang Fann, the thirty-first Cyan Cloud Ranking was definitely a guaranteed victory. Unfortunately, his death was like a lamp that had been extinguished, and everything had become an illusion.    

"Brother Ye, what you said is wrong. Those who kill will always be killed. We can't just allow that Xie Zhong to kill, we can't allow Yang Fann to kill us ruthlessly!" Xu Baichuan smiled coldly. In terms of killing intent, how many of the contestants could compare to Xie Zhong? In the first round of the arena matches, he had left one alive. Why didn't you mention him before? He was really hypocritical.    

. . .    

Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat.    

"Junior Brother Yang Fann is Junior Brother Yang Fann, he is really too strong! Xie Zhong's strength was so strong that even if he was stronger than Huangfu Qi, he would still be crushed by Junior Brother Yang Fann. This was abnormal! This is too abnormal!" Jun Haoran looked at Yang Fann on the arena, his face full of admiration and pride.    

In this round of competition, his luck was pretty good. He had successfully drawn the Heavenly Thunder Sect's Chen Lei, and won without a fight, successfully advancing to the top 90 of the Cyan Cloud Ranking.    

"That's right! Brother Yang doesn't look like a human at all. That power. . . Even if the ancient giant was revived, it would still be nothing much. It's like an epic! It's like a myth!! " Bei Gongqingyue echoed. Her luck was also not bad. She had encountered a body cultivator and was easily bewitched by it. She was directly thrown off the arena by his palm.    

. . .    

On the other side, Crown Prince Liu Xiu was looking at Yang Fann with a serious expression. The power that Yang Fann had just displayed could faintly pose a threat to him.    

Right at this moment. . .    

A playful voice came from not far away, "Brother Liu, it seems like this Yang Fann isn't simple. Be careful that he capsized in the sewer!"    

It was a Young Man who was wearing a golden Flaming Dragon armor. He looked like he was in his early thirties. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. His eyes were filled with arrogance and pride. His eyes were like the four seas, and a golden light was glowing in the depths of his eyes. Vaguely, it seemed like there was a Flame World flashing and disappearing!    

It was the other big monster of the Darkhan Dynasty, Lv Zhan, who was also known as the Fire Spirit Warlord!    

"Humph! No matter how much an ant jumps around, it is still an ant. If you want to fight me, that b * stard is still far from enough!"    

. . .    

. . . " Junior Brother Yang Fann, this Liu Xiu actually called you an ant. Truly detestable. Extremely. . . " As soon as Yang Fann sat down, Jun Haoran muttered in dissatisfaction.    

"Hehe, Jun Senior Brother, why do you care about this dying man!?" Yang Fann's voice was very soft, but all the geniuses in the competition could hear him clearly. His contemptuous attitude was like a god that had sentenced Liu Xiu to death.    

In an instant, countless geniuses took a deep breath. What a good Yang Fann! They had no choice but to submit to him. The only one who dared to speak to Liu Xiu in such a way was Yang Fann!    

"Good, good! Good! Little Za. . . Seed. . . If you have the guts, I won't be called Liu Xiu if I don't kill you! "    

. . .    

Time flew by, and another hour passed. The second round of the Ranking Tournament had finally come to an end. Grand Princess Li Xianning's luck was not too bad. What he encountered was just an ordinary second tier monster. After spending some effort, Advancing into the top 30 without any mishaps, the happy Tang Dynasty Emperor Li Yuan almost jumped up from the spectator stands. In the past thousand years, the best result of the Great Tang Royal Family was seventy-two Cyan Cloud Rankings. In the past, those who had made it into the top 30. . . That was something that he didn't even dare to think about!!    

. . .    

After resting for half an hour, the third round of the Ranking Tournament began on time. . .    

"The Crown Prince of Grand Sui Dynasty, Yang Guang, versus Qin Wuhen from the Star Moon Sect of Great Qin Empire. Both of you, please step onto the first ring!!"    

"Crown Prince Liu Xiu of the Darkhan Dynasty will fight the Third Prince of the Great Qin Empire, Ying Ye. Both of you, please step onto the fifth stage!"    

"Great Qin Empire's Crown Prince Ying Zheng versus Great Qin Empire's Star Moon Sect's Luo Li. Both of you, please step onto the eighth ring!"    

"The Seven Stars Sect of Great Tang Dynasty, Yang Fann, versus the Grand Sui Dynasty's Wind Thunder Sect, Huang Jianfeng. Both of you, please step onto the thirteenth ring!"    

. . .