Invincible Bloodline

The battle between Yang Fann and Stonecrop, Shi Hao, was beyond everyone's imagination. An instant kill was indeed an instant kill. However, the difference was that it wasn't as everyone thought, it wasn't Shi Hao who killed Yang Fann with a single finger. Instead, it was Yang Fann, an ant in the eyes of the world, who instantly killed Shi Hao with a single punch!    

    

After a long while, everyone finally managed to regain their senses. In an instant, the entire Martial Arena was in an uproar.    

    

"This. . . This Great Yan Royal Family has arrived! Where did this monster come from? How terrifying! This is too terrifying!!"    

    

"Senior Martial Master Stage, he's only a Intermediate Martial Ancestor warrior! He actually. . . Killed Shi Hao with just a single punch. What kind of monster is this?!"    

    

" This is the real A Monster That Defies The Heavens. What Sakyamuni, what Young Master Of Divine Water, compared to him, they are really far inferior. If they were at the same cultivation level, I'm afraid that they wouldn't even be able to withstand a single finger of his!! This is the real A Monster That Defies The Heavens. What Sakyamuni, what Young Master Of Divine Water, compared to him, they are truly far inferior. If they were at the same cultivation level, I'm afraid that they wouldn't even be able to withstand a single finger of his!! "    

    

. . .    

    

Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat of the Beacon Empire.    

    

Young Master Of Divine Water, who was in the center of all the geniuses, had a cold expression on his face. His killing intent was boiling in his heart. He had just destroyed Shi Hao with a single punch, and he was still using the Forbidden Arts. After burning the potential of the Longevity, Shi Hao's combat strength had increased by several times. This strength. . . Even if he wasn't as strong as those Top High King, he wouldn't be much weaker. If he was given some more time, it wouldn't take long. In just a dozen or twenty years, perhaps he would be able to ride on his head and take a shit and pee!    

    

"Why did such a monster appear in the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty? No way! I can't let it grow!!" Old Devil Han, who was standing not far away from them, stared at Yang Fann, who was on the arena, his eyes filled with killing intent. The Beacon Empire and the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty were mortal enemies, and everyone wanted to kill each other. They had dominated the southeast region of the Heavenly Desolate Domain, but both of them were equally strong. Although the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty was weaker than the Beacon Empire, it was only slightly weaker. Once this little monster was allowed to grow, it would become a huge threat to the Beacon Empire. It would be a disaster for the Beacon Empire!    

    

At the age of a weakling, his combat strength was comparable to some of the best High Grade King warriors. If he was given a few dozen or even a hundred years, how terrifying would that be? It was afraid that even a Quasi-Emperor expert would have to temporarily avoid the attack. However, a Quasi-Emperor already had the power to destroy the Beacon Empire. At most, he would have to pay some price!!    

    

. . .    

    

Some people were happy, some were worried, and so were the others. Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty, Yan Juetian and Heaven's Pride Evildoer of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty stood up immediately. They looked at Yang Fann, who was on the stage, and were so excited that they couldn't control themselves. They thought that they had overestimated Yang Fann, but they never thought that. . . He had still underestimated him. He had killed Shi Hao with a single punch. This combat strength had far surpassed Yan Juetian's. Perhaps. . . Third Sister. . . Her words were not false. This. . . This Yang Fann really. . . Really had the power to fight Shui Wusheng. . .    

    

. . .    

    

On the arena.    

    

Yang Fann's expression remained unchanged. He turned a deaf ear to the exclamations of the martial artist. He was simply making a fuss over nothing. With his current cultivation base, if he couldn't even kill a Amphioxus like Shi Hao in an instant, he might as well find a piece of tofu and smash his head into it!    

    

In the next moment. . .    

    

The Chaotic True Essence in Yang Fann's body turned. A bewitching Ziyue appeared out of thin air. In an instant, it sucked Shi Hao, who had returned to his normal form, into it.    

    

Shi Hao's cultivation was only at the Half-step King. The energy of the Blood Essence in his body was not even comparable to the energy of a Inferior Monster King. However, as one of the top grade Beacon Empires in the Beacon Empire, his bloodline grade was as high as a Third Grade High Grade, and was very close to a Quasi-Second Grade Profound Veins. To Yang Fann, who was only a Quasi-Third-rank Profound Vein now, it was definitely a great supplement!    

    

. . .    

    

"What? Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis? He even comprehended the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis? Damn it! How is this possible!!" At this moment, Shui Wusheng's heart was violently shaken. His eyes stared fixedly at Yang Fann on the arena, filled with disbelief. The combat strength that Yang Fann displayed just now had already caught up with some Top High King. With the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis, his combat strength was no less than some of the Top High King's. In fact, it might even surpass some of the Top High King's.    

    

How old was he? He wasn't even twenty years old. Even if he had started cultivating in his mother's womb, he shouldn't have been so abnormal!!    

    

Old Devil Han's expression was even more frightening. The killing intent in his heart was like the eruption of billions of volcanoes. He had to die. No matter what kind of price he had to pay, he wouldn't hesitate to die!!    

    

. . .    

    

"Devouring. . . Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis, and. . . Mastery Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis. Yang. . . Brother Yang, is he. . . Still human? " Yan Juetian was so shocked that his jaw couldn't close. Unknowingly, his addressing of Brother Yang carried a trace of respect that he did not have before. In the martial artist world, experts were respected. Only when one was strong enough could one attract true respect. His parents, Yu Yin, were obedient on the surface. I don't know how I can mock you behind your back!!    

    

"eldest brother, Brother Yang Fann is not only proficient in devouring one kind of Profound Meaning. He is also proficient in the five Profound Meanings of metal, wood, water, fire and earth!" Yan Yueji, who was standing at the side, looked at the dumbstruck eldest brother and secretly sneered.    

    

. . .    

    

In less than ten breaths of time, all the Vital Spirit in Shi Hao's body had been devoured by Yang Fann. Then, she turned around and looked at the geniuses of Beacon Empire with a cold gaze, "Who will fight next?"    

    

Wherever Yang Fann's eyes went, many geniuses of Beacon Empire lowered their noble heads, not daring to meet his gaze. They couldn't even defeat Shi Hao, let alone Yang Fann, who had destroyed Shi Hao with a single punch. If they went up to fight him, it would be as if they were tired of living.    

    

Even the Third Prince, Sakyamuni, who was known as the number one monster of the Beacon Empire, had a solemn expression on his face. His eyes were filled with fear. If Yang Fann only displayed his combat strength just now, he was confident that he could suppress him. However, with the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis, one of the ten profound mysteries, it wasn't as simple as one plus one equals two. Even if he used all of his trump cards, he still didn't have the confidence to win. It was very likely that the outcome would be fifty-fifty!    

    

"Bastard from the Beacon Empire, weren't you very arrogant just now?! Why are they all mute now?"    

    

"The Beacon Empire is nothing more than this. They are just a bunch of cowards. Even a puny martial ancestor can't deal with them. How dare they still have the face to participate in Heaven's Pride Battle's fight?! They are so shameless!!"    

    

"That's right. If it were me, I would have killed myself by banging my head on a piece of tofu! " I don't even dare to fight a First martial ancestor. " A peerless genius? Pah!!"    

    

. . .    

    

Wind and water took turns. At this moment, it was the martial artist from the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty's turn to be arrogant. The vicious jeers and insults swept across the entire Martial Arena like they were free of charge. The numerous martial artist from the Beacon Empire were burning with anger and wanted nothing more than to explode and kill this bunch of bastards from the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty. As for the geniuses from the Beacon Empire, they were so embarrassed that they wished they could find a hole and hide in it.    

    

. . .    

    

"The next battle. Who will come? Speed up?" Yang Fann raised his eyebrows, and a hint of impatience flashed across his face. What the hell was this group of geniuses from the Beacon Empire doing? Why couldn't they just come up and fight? This young master could easily earn tens of millions of Yuan! How can I have so much time to waste with you guys?    

    

"This kid is really arrogant. Does he really think that no one can cure him?" A genius of Beacon Empire glared at Yang Fann, but he was just enjoying himself. He didn't dare to fight Yang Fann.    

    

"Young master Wusheng, what do you think. . . " Unknowingly, the gazes of the geniuses of Beacon Empire fell upon Shui Wusheng. Young Master Of Divine Water was the only one who could defeat that little monster.    

    

"Humph! Killing a chicken with a butcher's knife!" Shui Wusheng snorted disdainfully and turned his gaze. He looked at the Third Prince, Sakyamuni, who was standing at the side. Although he was very confident, Humph! Knowing oneself and knowing your enemy, you will never be defeated. It was better to find someone to test this kid out first. Sakyamuni was the best candidate to test the saber.    

    

In an instant, all the other geniuses turned their heads to look at Sakyamuni.    

    

"This. . . " A hint of hesitation flashed across Sakyamuni's eyes. His cultivation base and strength. . . He was on par with that freak in the arena. It was hard to predict the outcome. Even if he could win. . . But looking at Shui Wusheng. . . It was obvious that he wouldn't attack first even if he didn't attack. If it were any other Chosen, his identity as the Third Prince would still be useful. But Shui Wusheng, let alone him. . . Even their leader, Top-Level King Old Devil Han's words were useless. The Divine Water Palace - the number one power in the south of Heavenly Desolate Domain - was not an undeserved reputation. It was far from what the Beacon Empire could compare with.    

    

Right at this moment. . .    

    

Shui Wusheng narrowed his eyes and revealed a trace of disdain, "Brother Fenghuo, could it be that you're afraid of that brat?"    

    

"Hmph, do you think I'm afraid of that little devil? What a joke!" A fierce light flashed in Sakyamuni's eyes. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, how could he shrink back? Otherwise, how could he, the Third Prince, still have the face to face others? No one would care about how heaven defying that brat was. They would only say that he, Sakyamuni, didn't even dare to fight a mere Intermediate Martial Ancestor.    

    

"Little devil, don't be so arrogant. I'm here to take your dog life!"    

    

. . .