Invincible Bloodline

Gold Robe Deacon and Fang Hao did not deliberately extend the time because of the competition. It was still only half an hour. One hundred and twenty Venerable. More accurately, one hundred and fifteen monster geniuses stepped onto the stage. Among them. . . Xie Zhong wasn't the only one who was bloodthirsty, and no one had ever been able to kill him. For example, the Warlord of Great Qin Empire, Meng Yi, and the Sovereign of the Eventide, Jing Ke, were all cold-faced killing gods. They chose to surrender as soon as possible. That was fine, but once there was a delay. . . That would be death!!    

    

On the 13th combat ring.    

    

Yang Fann and Huang Jianfeng of the Wind Lightning Sect stood a hundred yards apart, facing each other!    

    

Yang Fann's entire body was calm and his aura was normal. If one did not know his background, they would really think that he was an ordinary person who did not know anything about martial arts.    

    

As for that Huang Jianfeng, he looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. His eyes were filled with endless coldness, and his face seemed to be carved with the word 'no one is allowed to enter'. His spine was straight, as if he was inside his body. It contained a Supreme Divine Sword that seemed to be able to pierce through the sky. It was as if his entire being could support the entire sky. His body flickered with terrifying sword intent from time to time, and the sound of thunder could be heard faintly. Intimidating one's heart and soul!!    

    

The Thunder Sword, Huang Jianfeng, was one of the top Grand Sui Dynastys of the Grand Sui Dynasty's Wind Lightning Sect. He could barely make it into the second tier of the prodigy rank.    

    

In an instant, countless eyes were focused on the 13th ring on the viewing platform. Many people were discussing amongst themselves. . . .    

    

"It seems like there isn't much suspense in this battle. The number one dark horse, Yang Fann, is an abnormal monster that can even kill Xie Zhong. Apart from The Eight Great Evildoers, no one else is his match!"    

    

"This Huang Jianfeng is at most comparable to the leader of the Star spirit sword, Jiang Tianxing. He is much weaker than Xie Zhong, let alone Yang Fann!"    

    

"That's right. If it was the Saint of Wind and Thunder - Luo Yuesheng, it would be more accurate. As for the Thunder Sword, Huang Jianfeng, it is still far from enough!"    

    

. . .    

    

Almost no one thought highly of Huang Jianfeng. One of them was only the best of the second tier monsters, while the other was the best expert of the second tier experts. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he would be at the first tier, Peerless Evildoer. The difference between the two was like a Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud.    

    

. . .    

    

"I'm about to advance to the top fifteen. Good! Good! Good! " The Sect Master of Heavenly Star Sect, Han Qianye, could not say anything other than saying good. This was a good result that had never been achieved since the establishment of Seven Stars Sect. At this moment, he felt that it was no longer an extravagant hope for Seven Stars Sect to regain its former glory and even surpass its peak!    

    

"Chieko, what good luck! I can't believe there's such a A Monster That Defies The Heavens!" On the left side, Supreme Sect Head's eyes were filled with envy and jealousy. Although his precious daughter's grades were not bad, In this round of ranking tournament, there was a high possibility of defeating her opponent. She had made it into the top 75, but compared to Yang Fann. . . It was a battle between a firefly and a bright moon. There was no comparison at all.    

    

. . .    

    

On the thirteenth ring.    

    

A hint of solemnity had unknowingly climbed into Huang Jianfeng's cold eyes. There was also a hint of bitterness mixed in them. Although he hadn't seen the battle between Yang Fann and Xie Zhong from the beginning to the end. . . However, Yang Fann's final ultimate punch had been seen by him. That punch was like a punch from a god. That power made his scalp tingle just by thinking about it. He was no match for it, even if he used the Forbidden Arts. He didn't hesitate to consume his source potential to increase his combat strength. He was absolutely no match for him. This was the difference between their lives!    

    

However, he was extremely unwilling to lower his head and admit defeat just like that. Who was he. . . The third person from the Wind Lightning Sect. . . How could a dignified mid-sixth-grade Spiritual Bloodline lower his head in submission without even using a single move!!?    

    

Hesitation flashed across his eyes, and then he saw Huang Jianfeng bow towards Yang Fann and say, "Jianfeng greets Brother Yang. Jianfeng knew that he was no match for Brother Yang. As long as Brother Yang could withstand my attack, he would admit defeat. What do you think, Brother Yang? "    

    

"Brother Huang is too polite. Please make your move!!" Yang Fann smiled casually. It was Yang Fann's nature to respect others by one foot.    

    

"Then Brother Yang, be careful!"    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

With a flash of sword light, Huang Jianfeng's famous divine weapon, the Thunder Sword, was unsheathed. In an instant, the Sword Forces around Huang Jianfeng's body rose steadily and crazily. Endless lightning arcs kept flashing and lingering around his body. The electric arcs made crackling sounds in Four Directions Space. It was like the descent of the ancient Thunder God, making people tremble in fear.    

    

"Thunder Dragon Descends!!"    

    

The Thunder Sword in his hand pierced through the sky. The wild lightning True Qi in his body was violently surging. It was like a Nine Empyrean Star Way. It was boiling and rising up to the sky. It entered the Thunder Sword.    

    

In the next moment. . .    

    

A shocking scene appeared. The Thunder Sword extended infinitely, ten feet. 10 meters. 15 meters. . . 30 meters. . . Thirty Zhang. . . Fifty Zhang. . . Eight hundred meters. . .    

    

"Ao!!"    

    

A loud and clear Dragon's Roar resounded through the heavens and earth. After the Thunder Rumbling Sword devoured the endless wild lightning True Qi, it finally transformed into an ancient lightning dragon. It was over a thousand zhang long and entrenched itself in the sky.    

    

In an instant, an extremely dangerous aura filled the entire heaven and earth. This aura was incomparably ferocious and contained endless destructive intent. It was so high and mighty, as if the ancient lightning god was enforcing the law on behalf of the heavens!!    

    

"Thunder Dragon, destroy the world!!"    

    

"Rumble!!"    

    

The dragon opened its mouth angrily and shot out a destructive thunderbolt. The thunderbolt was as brilliant as a pillar, as if a Sky Law had descended from the heavens and destroyed the earth. Wherever it passed, a large area of space was shattered like glass. Countless mushroom clouds rose up continuously, as if the end of the world had arrived, and the heaven and earth had fallen!!    

    

"What a powerful lightning dragon! This attack is probably not weaker than a Sixth Empyrean martial ancestor's full strength attack!!" A bright light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes, "But it's far from enough to hurt me!"    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

Endless silver light burst out from Yang Fann's body. The Black Iron Battle Body was instantly activated. Yang Fann's strength, endurance, defense, and speed were all unleashed. With a terrifying speed, he rose rapidly. His body also grew taller inch by inch. In an instant, he turned into a three and a half meter tall Silver Light giant. He pointed his finger at the sky and stepped on the ground, covering the sky and blocking out the sun!    

    

"Roar, break it for me!!"    

    

Yang Fann roared. His three and a half meter tall terrifying body shook. In an instant, with his body as the center, a terrifying power that was both desolate and mighty erupted. Wherever this power went, the space would collapse. The terrifying aura of the Human-shaped Real Hou directly shattered the destructive lightning and the three hundred meter long lightning dragon in the sky, completely disintegrating them!    

    

"Bang!!"    

    

The Thunder Sword let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground. The light on the sword body dimmed. It was obvious that it had suffered a serious injury!    

    

"Defeated. . . Defeated. I. . . Lost!!" Huang Jianfeng's eyes were blank, and his voice was incomparably desolate. Although he knew that he wasn't a match for Yang Fann, he never thought that the gap between them would be so huge. The strongest killing move that he had painstakingly prepared was actually so easily broken by Yang Fann.    

    

"Brother Huang, thank you for letting me win!"    

    

. . .    

    

"As expected, the Thunder Sword, the Yellow Sword, can't do much harm to him!" Spectator looked like he had expected this, "As expected of the number one dark horse, his strength is extraordinary. I'm afraid only the Crown Prince, Ying Zheng, and The Eight Great Evildoers can suppress him!"    

    

. . .    

    

As soon as Yang Fann returned to his seat, Jun Haoran, who had already finished his battle, came over. This time, Jun Haoran's luck was still shining brightly. His opponent was Eighth Prince, Zhao Ze from the Great Song Dynasty, although he didn't lose his combat strength like Chen Lei from the Heavenly Thunder Sect. He didn't have the strength to fight, but he was still seriously injured. His combat strength wasn't at its peak. He was easily defeated by Jun Haoran.    

    

"Junior Brother Yang Fann, I'm proud of you!"    

    

The top 15 of the Cyan Cloud Ranking, not to mention the Seven Stars Sect, no one had ever stepped foot in the history of the Great Tang Dynasty. It was definitely worthy of being recorded in the history books, and it was something that millions of martial artist in the Great Tang Dynasty looked up to!    

    

"You're too polite, Lord Senior Brother!" Yang Fann laughed lightly, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. It was just the top 15 of the Cyan Cloud Ranking, and his goal was to be the top of the Cyan Cloud Ranking rankings.    

    

Very quickly, Yang Fann changed the topic, "I wonder if Xiu Ning and Qing Yue will be able to advance in this round?" The top 30 was Li Xiuning's limit. Amongst the 30 Peerless Evildoer, the lowest ranked was the best of the second-grade monsters. On the other hand, Bei Gongqingyue was confident that she could advance further.    

    

Within a breath's time, Yang Fann found Li Xiuning on the ninth combat ring, "I didn't expect that Xiu Ning's opponent would be him. Looks like Xiu Ning is going to stop at the top thirty!"    

    

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