Invincible Bloodline

All the martial ancestor elders were staring at the sixth stage with their eyes wide open. They were afraid that they would miss out on some details. Scholar Sword Tang Shuhao and Little Sword Sovereign Shen Lang were both top grade experts among the core disciples. Most importantly, both of them were sword cultivators. This battle would definitely be spectacular!    

. . .    

"Yang Brothers, who do you think will win in the end?" Fatty Zhu scratched his ears and cheeks. With a conflicted expression, he said, "Scholar Sword Tang Shuhao is a veteran expert of Seven Stars Sect. If it wasn't for the fact that the few people in front of him were Brother Yang Fann's women, his ranking would have definitely risen. However, Shen Lang wasn't someone to be trifled with either. He was vaguely known as the second most talented person in Brother Yang Fann. He was going to catch up with Brother Yang Fann in this battle. It's really hard to say. It's hard to say!!"    

You Nuo and Wu Chengkong, who were quietly sitting behind Yang Fann, couldn't help rolling their eyes at Fatty Zhu, who was shaking his head. A look of disdain flashed across their faces. This fatty wasn't afraid that the wind would blow his tongue. This so-called Little Sword Sovereign Shen Lang was worthy of being compared to their master. He wasn't even qualified to carry their master's shoes!    

With their cultivation base and strength, they could naturally see most of Little Sword Sovereign Shen Lang. He was less than twenty years old, and he was at the Half-step Martial Ancestor. He had comprehended a trace of the martial arts Profound Meaning, even in the Heavenly Desolate Domain. However, he was just an ordinary genius. In the vast Heavenly Desolate Domain, the geniuses of the young generation were all superior to each other. Even if there weren't millions of them, there were still 800,000 of them. And their master was the Most Powerful Monster of the human race that had existed in the history of the Heavenly Desolate Domain. Using Yang Fann to compare with their master was an absolute insult!    

The disciples of small sects were the disciples of small sects. His horizons were limited!!    

At this moment. . . .    

"Tang Shuhao is no match for Shen Lang. Even among the core disciples, No one is his match!" Yang Fann did not get angry and smiled faintly. Compared to You Nuo and Wu Chengkong, Yang Fann was more clear about Shen Lang's background. The low grade three Profound Veinss alone were far from what the other core disciples could compare with. Even the number one monster in the South Mountain Domain, the Crown Prince of the Great Qin Empire, Ying Zheng, could not match up to him.    

"Yang Brothers, how is this possible? You must be talking nonsense!" Fatty Zhu immediately rejected Yang Fann's words without thinking. If Tang Shuhao was not Shen Lang's match, he could still accept it. However, among all the core disciples, no one was his match. That would be too exaggerated. The current number one core disciple - Young Master Jiu Yu, Chi Jiuxiao - was no match for him. One should know that. . . A year ago, Chi Jiuxiao had killed a supreme elder of the Purple Extreme Sect. He was a High Level Martial Ancestor expert, and after a year of bitter cultivation. . . Chi Jiuxiao and Senior Brother's combat strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds, and could even be compared to a Half Step Martial Lord warrior who had just stepped out of the Martial Lord Realm. Although Shen Lang had the monster, his foundation was still lacking.    

"Big brother fatty, don't you not believe me. My cousin said that no one among the core disciples is a match for Shen Lang, so no one is a match for him!"    

. . .    

On the sixth ring, Tang Shuhao and Shen Lang stood a thousand feet apart from each other, facing each other from afar!    

"Tang Senior Brother, you are no match for me. I don't want to hurt you, so you should just admit defeat!" Shen Lang's voice was flat. It was as if he was announcing a fact, and his eyes were fixed on something. He was looking at Chi Jiuxiao, who was on the first ring. He was one of the thousands of core disciples of the Sect. From the beginning until the end, he had regarded Chi Jiuxiao as his opponent. There was only one person!    

"Gasp!" Gasps of cold air could be heard everywhere, "I. . . Did I hear it wrong? This Shen Lang actually directly told Tang Shuhao to admit defeat. Arrogant. Truly too arrogant!!"    

The next moment. . .    

" Look at how he pretends, he still doesn't want to hurt you? "    

"Who does he think he is? Does he really think he is Brother Yang Fann?"    

"Tang Senior Brother, show him some strength and let this kid know what respect is!"    

. . .    

The Tang Shuhao's Embracing Pumps were instantly enraged. They could not tolerate this wave. They could not tolerate this wave.    

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"Shen Junior Brother, don't be too full of yourself! "Anger flashed across Tang Shuhao's eyes. This Shen Lang had gone too far. No matter how good-tempered a person was, he would still get angry at this moment.    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A blue light cut through the Void, and a three-foot-long blade of cold light landed in Tang Shuhao's hand. It was a Low-grade Earth Organ - Heavenly Book Sword. Tang Shuhao's personal Divine Sword had once relied on this sword to kill three martial ancestor mighty figures in a row, allowing him to establish an illustrious reputation!!    

"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble!" . . .    

With a sword in hand, Tang Shuhao's aura skyrocketed. Like a great river, he soared into the sky and swept across the world!!    

"Clang!" Clang!" Clang!" . . . . . . . . . .    

In the stands, the swords of many swordsmen wearing long swords began to tremble slightly, as if they were resonating with Tang Shuhao's Heavenly Book Sword.    

"Gasp. . . This was the sharp metal sword intent of a Huge Perfection. As expected of the young generation of our sect. The most powerful swordsman in our sect is truly terrifying!! "On the Eastern Altar, many of the Middle High Level Martial Ancestor elders revealed shocked expressions, and even a trace of fear could be seen on their faces. Although Tang Shuhao was only a Low-grade martial ancestor, the Huge Perfection sword intent was enough to threaten their lives.    

. . .    

"Hahaha. . . Tang Senior Brother was furious. This Shen Lang is finished! "    

" He asked for it. He was arrogant and pretentious. Now he has become a fool! "    

. . .    

"Shen Junior Brother, take my sword!" With a soft shout, Tang Shuhao moved the Heavenly Book Sword in his hand and slashed out explosively. In an instant, a thousand feet long sword radiance soared into the sky. It contained endless sharpness and seemed to be able to pierce through anything. Everything in the world could be torn apart!    

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

Wherever the sword beam passed, the Voids in the surroundings exploded and collapsed. Even the surrounding space seemed to be distorted!    

"Hiss. . . Alright. . . Such a terrifying sword. It can't be blocked, nor can it be blocked. . . " A thought appeared in the minds of the countless spectators and even some martial ancestor elders from all directions.    

Right at this moment. . .    

A trace of disdain flashed across Shen Lang's eyes. He said in a casual manner, "Tang Senior Brother, is this your strength? What a disappointment. You don't even have the qualifications to make me draw my sword!"    

"What the f * ck! Shen Lang, if you don't pretend, you will die! You don't even have the right to make me draw my sword! I'm about to throw up my mother's sword!! " At this moment, even some martial ancestor elders couldn't stand it anymore.    

If he had the strength, then he was truly awesome! But if you don't have the strength and pretend, it's disgusting!    

It happened in the blink of an eye!!    

"Rumble. . . "    

A Brilliant Sword Light suddenly burst out from Shen Lang's body, and in the blink of an eye, it was torn apart. The sky collided with the sharp golden sword light!    

"Rumble. . . "    

Like a comet colliding, the terrifying energy tore through the surroundings. Clouds of mushroom clouds continuously rose up!!    

In the next moment. . .    

The two sword beams disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before!!    

"Block. . . Block it, really. . . Really block it. Tang Shuhao's most powerful sword attack was actually broken just like that. Really. . . How is this possible, how is this possible. . . " In the stands, countless spectators were stunned. They were like wooden chickens. In their eyes, other than shock, there was also shock.    

"This. . . This Shen Lang isn't pretending to be fat. He's really awesome!!"    

. . .    

At this moment, many people's thoughts started to waver. A Divine Weapon was unsheathed. A full-power attack, just one thought. With a casual move, the difference between the two was obvious!    

"Maybe. . . Maybe what Shen Lang said is true. Tang Shuhao is really. . . He really doesn't even have the right to draw his sword. . . . "    

. . .    

". . . Ah. . . Ah! Ah! Shen Senior Brother was so handsome! "    

"Shen Senior Brother is the highest, Shen Senior Brother is invincible!!"    

" Shen Senior Brother, I want to give birth to a monkey for you! "    

. . .    

Father's Day had arrived. May all fathers have a good life!