Invincible Bloodline

Silence! The silence of the huge Martial Arena of Chosen was terrifying! Countless martial artist felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping in their hearts. Are you kidding us? They were talking about heavenly flowers falling from the sky, with golden lotuses blooming in their mouths. In the end, it was just the tip of a silver waxy waxtail. It was useless to look at it. One punch! Just one punch! He was KO by Yang Fann. This old man had really fallen for the devil. He actually believed your nonsense!    

    

Luckily! Fortunately, no one opened their bets and set up bets. Otherwise, he would have lost until there was nothing left in his pocket!!    

    

After a long while, the group of martial artist finally came back to their senses. In an instant, countless gazes of disdain looked towards Shui Wusheng who was coughing blood non-stop on the arena. . .    

    

"What an awesome speech! It turns out that he is just an idiot who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth! The Most Powerful Monster that has been recorded in the history of the Divine Water Palace! Pah! It came from his mouth!!"    

    

"What Yang Fann said is right, trash! You are a trash. You are just a little more eloquent. I actually believe your nonsense. I am drunk! "    

    

"What do you mean by a year ago, you defeated the Left Guardian of Divine Water Palace, True Monarch Black Ice? I think he is the one who let you go. That's right, he is the young master of Divine Water Palace, Palace Lord. He is just a Left Guardian of Divine Water Palace. How could he dare to fight him? If I really hurt him, Luo Xuanbing won't be any better!"    

    

. . .    

    

For a moment, Shui Wusheng had become a despicable person. The number one genius of the south of the Heavenly Desolate Domain? He was the pride of the Divine Water Palace. Even the various achievements in the past were all because of the expert of the Divine Water Palace. After severely injuring those kings, Shui Wusheng would be the one to kill them. Above the Martial Arena, the ninth level and ninth level martial artist. They were merely martial ancestor warriors and Martial Lord warriors. Shui Wusheng's thunderous strike just now. . . The power was so terrifying that even a veteran Top-Level King like Old Man With Tears In His Eyes was terrified. However, those martial ancestor and Martial Lord warriors couldn't tell what was going on. To them, * Hong Long. . . . . . * The same thing was enough to make them die without a burial ground!    

    

. . .    

    

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

    

"Damn it! How could this Little Brute have such strength? The heavens are unfair! The heavens are unfair!" He washed his black robe. Old Devil Han, who was surrounded by Old Devil Hans, stared at Yang Fann. He roared with unwillingness in his heart. He was different from those martial ancestor and Martial Lord who had no experience at all. He naturally understood how terrifying Shui Wusheng was. That terrifying claw. Even if he, a veteran Top-Level King, used all of his trump cards, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to withstand this attack. Shui Wusheng's combat strength was terrifying. He was definitely Top King's first grade. He wasn't even considered a weakling amongst the Top King. But even so, it was still difficult for him to block one of Yang Fann's punches. If it wasn't for the fact that his battle robe was a rare high grade defensive treasure, he might have already followed the footsteps of Sakyamuni and Shi Hao. He would have been killed by a single punch!    

    

In the next moment. . .    

    

A trace of bitterness appeared in Old Devil Han's heart, "With the strength of my Beacon Empire. . . Can we really kill this Little Brute?" Unknowingly, Old Devil Han's heart began to waver. There were many Top-Level King warriors in the Beacon Empire, more than a single hand. However, there was only one Top King, and all of them had the strength of Top-Level King warriors. Perhaps there was a possibility that he could defeat this monster, Yang Fann, but if he really wanted to escape. . . It would be very difficult for them to keep him alive!    

    

With their cultivation base and strength, which one of them didn't have a few life-saving skills?    

    

"Trash! This Shui Wusheng is simply trash. He can't even hold up a wall, and he can't even take down a martial ancestor junior. The Beacon Empire even spent a huge amount of resources to invite him to fight. . . " At this moment, Old Devil Han even hated Shui Wusheng.    

    

. . .    

    

"Hehehehe. . . . . . "Hehehehe. . . Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat of Great Yan Imperial Dynasty, Yan Juetian, stood up in an instant. The sound of an owl's cry burst out from his throat. His eyes were fixed on the majestic voice on the arena. His throat seemed to have been choked by someone, and he was so excited that he could not speak.    

    

"Cough, cough, cough, cough. The number one monster since ancient times. No one had ever come before. Compared to him, Heaven's Pride Evildoer was just a mediocre person. Cough, cough, cough. . . " Old Man With Tears In His Eyes was so excited that he could barely contain himself.    

    

Even Yan Yueji couldn't keep her calm at this moment. Her face was flushed red and full of excitement. She wasn't shocked by Yang Fann's punch that knocked Shui Wusheng to the ground. She had never thought that Yang Fann would lose to Shui Wusheng. What shocked her the most was that Yang Fann only used three Profound Meanings to defeat Shui Wusheng.    

    

"Just using three major Profound Meanings almost killed Shui Wusheng, whose combat strength is comparable to a Top-Level King warrior. If six Profound Meanings were used at the same time, how terrifying would it be. . . Could it be that Brother Yang Fann. . . Is really accurate. . . " Suddenly, an absurd thought surged into Yan Yueji's mind. " No. . . It's impossible, right? No matter how heaven defying Brother Yang Fann is, it's impossible for him to be so perverse. That's accurate. . . "    

    

. . .    

    

On the arena.    

    

Yang Fann took a step forward and looked down at Shui Wusheng. "Trash! Be good and go on your way!"    

    

Yang Fann's voice was like a bronze bell, but also like a faint divine sound. He controlled the life and death of all living things, and vaguely. . . There seemed to be a hint of excitement mixed in it. After swallowing the two great Shi Haos, Shi Hao and Sakyamuni, He was now infinitely close to the Third-rank Profound Vein. Once he devoured and refined Shui Wusheng, his bloodline would surely advance to the Third-rank Profound Vein. It wasn't impossible for him to step into the middle grade three bloodline in one go. One must know that as the number one monster in the south. . . Shui Wusheng's Bloodline Talent was much higher than Sakyamuni's. It was a grade two Profound Veins, a true middle grade two bloodline expert!    

    

"Hiss! No. . . It can't be, right? This Yang Fann really dared to kill Shui Wusheng?" Countless martial artist's eyes widened, and they were filled with disbelief. The Divine Water Palace wasn't the Beacon Empire. The two of them were like heaven itself. One of them was on the ground, and there were several Quasi-Emperor expert in it. There were dozens of lower grade Top-Level King Top-Level Kings. Even a Quasi-Emperor expert wouldn't dare to offend the Divine Water Palace.    

    

"Little Son Yang Fan, you dare?" Shui Wusheng also couldn't believe it. He was the young master of Divine Water Palace, Palace Lord, and his father was Top Quasi Emperor, Shui Tianheng. Killing him was equivalent to fighting the Divine Water Palace to the death! Even the high and mighty Quasi-Emperor expert could at most teach him a lesson. He didn't dare to truly make such a ruthless move. This Little Son Yang Fan. . . Did he eat the guts of a leopard or something?    

    

"You don't dare?" Yang Fann raised his eyebrows and revealed a playful expression. Was the young master of Divine Water Palace, the son of a quasi emperor, really that great? He, Yang Fann, was also a true disciple of Emperor, the future and hope of Northern Wasteland Courtyard. He dared to! Killing Yang Fann, even if your father was the king of the heavens, it would still be useless!    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

A terrifying killing intent flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. "Hmph! There is no one in this world that I, Yang Fann, dare not kill!"    

    

"Not good, this Little Brute really wants to kill me. . . "    

    

"Shui Wusheng, obediently accept your death!!" He laughed sinisterly. The Chaotic True Essence in Yang Fann's body surged, and the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis burst out crazily. He threw out a punch, and it turned into a terrifying black hole, crushing towards the battered and exhausted Shui Wusheng.    

    

"Roar! Little Brute, stop! "    

    

"Junior, don't be impudent!"    

    

" Kid, you're courting death!! "    

    

. . .    

    

A series of furious and furious voices erupted from the eastern stands. Four Top-Level King warriors crushed the Void in an instant, and the Vital Spirit boiled. Then, they crazily threw themselves at Yang Fann who was standing on the stage.    

    

Shui Wusheng was indeed worthy of being the young master of a peak major power. He actually had the protection of four Top-Level King warriors. Compared to him, Yan Juetian, Sakyamuni, and the other princes were really weak.    

    

"Damn it. . . " Old Man With Tears In His Eyes's expression changed. All of a sudden, his expression changed. He wanted to stop them, but a flash of hesitation appeared in his eyes. The Divine Water Palace was different from the Beacon Empire. It was not something that the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty could afford to offend. Besides, Old Devil Han's Spiritual Sense had already firmly locked onto him. If he made any unusual movements, he would surely be struck by Old Devil Han's attack.    

    

. . .    

    

On the arena.    

    

Yang Fann acted as if he didn't hear the shouts of the four Top-Level King warriors. He didn't stop at all. He continued to crush at Shui Wusheng. The layers of defense mechanisms surrounding the arena weren't just for decoration. Not only could it block the aftershocks of the battle, it could also protect the geniuses who were participating in the battle. They were not affected by the external factors, even if they were the four Top-Level King warriors. It would take a breath's time to break through the layers of seals. And this short period of time was enough for Yang Fann to devour Shui Wusheng.    

    

. . .    

    

"Argh! No, kid, stop it. If anything happens to the young master, my Divine Water Palace will never let you off. . . "    

    

. . .    

    

" Hehe, be obedient and become nourishment for your advancement!! " Yang Fann's expression was ferocious as the terrifying Devouring Black Hole devoured the heavens and the earth.    

    

At this moment. . . . . .    

    

A terrifying roar that sounded like Devil God's roar erupted from Shui Wusheng's body, "Roar! Who dares to hurt my child? "    

    

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