Invincible Bloodline

The competition of the Death Group was specially watched. Every competition was carried out separately, unlike the other groups where sixty geniuses were competing at the same time. This allowed the spectators and the big shots to not miss any of the exciting battles!    

    

In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on one of the rings.    

    

On the Eastern Altar.    

    

Supreme Sect Head from the Iron Sword Sect, whose white robe was fluttering in the wind, looked at the two hundred meters away from each other in the ring. The corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile, "I didn't expect him to meet Yang Fann first. It seems like Little Son Yang Fan's fate will come to an end here!"    

    

Yang Fann's first opponent was the number 12121 genius. He was the peerless genius of the Iron Sword Sect. Ji Wuming, who had the title of Death Swordsman, was the 13th genius of Iron Sword Sect's Heavenly Sword Rankings. His Death Sword Intent had already reached major completion a few years ago. After years of hard work, even though his Death Sword Intent had yet to break through to the 8th layer, His combat strength was terrifying. It wasn't like he didn't have the strength to fight an ordinary First Layer Marquess. Among the ten thousand participants, if one were to say that the thirteen Seeded Evildoer were the first tier monster. . . If Little Barbarian King, Cang Lang Zi, and Secondary Evildoer were the second tier monster, then this Wusheng Swordsman, Ji Wuming, could barely make it into the third tier of the monster. Although Yang Fann had extraordinary talent in the monster, He was even above the Founding Ancestor Sword Dao Child of the Iron Sword Sect, but his potential was still his potential. In the end, he was only fifteen years old, and his foundation was very shallow!    

    

"Brother Dugu, it seems like you think highly of your sect's genius, right? How about we take a gamble with the outcome of the battle between the two of them?" Supreme Sect Head and Han Qianye from the Seven Stars Sect suddenly turned around and smiled at Dugu Yi.    

    

"Oh, Chieko is in such a good mood. I will accompany you to the end. I wonder what kind of bet Chieko would like to make?" Dugu Yifang sneered. Since this Han Qianye had such "good intentions," he would give him a gift. If he didn't accept it, wouldn't he be letting down Han Qianye's "kind" gift?    

    

"The fish has taken the bait!" Hearing this, Han Qianye's eyes flashed with a trace of a bright light. He was "clear" about Yang Fann's strength. However. . . His combat strength was much higher than High Martial Marquis's. Among the tens of thousands of participants present, only A Peerless Monster and Huangfu Qi from the Celestial Sect could fight him. As for the rest of the participants, even the other twelve Seeded Evildoer. . . Not to mention a mere third-grade monster, Ji Wuming. "I've heard that Brother Dugu has obtained a new Dragon Tiger Connecting Divine Pill. I'll bet on Brother Dugu's Dragon Tiger Connecting Divine Pill!"    

    

"Han Qianye, you really have a big appetite for my Dragon Tiger Secret Divine Pill!" Dugu Yifang's sword eyes flashed with a cold light. The Dragon Tiger Divine Pill was a supreme-grade Earth Pill. As long as it was a single one. . . He was prepared to make use of this Divine Pill. He had broken through the bottleneck of martial ancestor Fourth Layer in one go, but when he saw Ji Wuming on the arena. . . The words that came out of his mouth immediately changed. "Chieko, may I know what you are betting on?"    

    

"Ten high-grade sword stones, what do you think, Brother Dugu?" Han Qianye chuckled. Sword stones were also divided into grades, and the lowest grade was the low grade sword stone. It was only useful for the Beginning Sword Intent, but it had limited effect on the Small Completion Sword Intent. Intermediate sword stones were suitable for Small Completion sword intent. As for the Advanced Sword Stone, it was very useful for the advanced Sword Intent. Even the Tenth Level Perfection Sword Intent had a great effect. It was said that above the high grade sword stones, there was also a group of top grade sword stones. It even had a high chance of transforming the tenth level Perfection sword intent into Profound Meaning in one go!    

    

If ten high grade sword stones were given to a sword cultivator, it would be enough to allow its Sword Intent to advance from the seventh level of Sword Intent to the peak of the ninth level of Sword Intent in one go. Even a martial ancestor like Dugu Yifang would be of great use. Its value would be no less than that of the Dragon Tiger Connecting Divine Pill.    

    

"Alright! Sure!!" After pondering for a moment, Dugu Yi nodded his head and agreed. With these ten high grade sword stones, his Perfection Sword Intent had a chance of advancing further.    

    

. . .    

    

Death Group.    

    

A hint of regret flashed across the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Young Master Xia Yu, who was also wearing the same white robe and had a similar temperament as Dugu Yi. Although he had already entered the Sword Tomb once, the high-grade Profound Artifact and Profound Heavenly Sword he had on him came from the Sword Tomb. However, who would complain about having too many of them? s within. If he had a Earth Organ protecting him, his combat strength would surely soar by leaps and bounds!!    

    

. . .    

    

On the competition stage of the Nine Great Sects.    

    

"I didn't expect him to be the first one to face Yang Fann. I'm afraid Yang Fann will be in danger this time!" A core disciple of Seven Stars Sect said worriedly. Ji Wuming's title of Death Swordsman wasn't a joke. He was the one who killed Yang Fann with his sword. There was no one alive in his hands. His killing intent was as heavy as Seeded Evildoer's broken blade. It wasn't much weaker.    

    

"That's not necessarily true. Brother Yang Fann is not as simple as you think he is!" However, very quickly, Someone refuted that it was Lu Bingling and the others. Others might not know how powerful Yang Fann was, but they all knew. That was a monster monster that even Patriarch Qing Yun admitted that he might not be a match for. Although the Death Swordsman, Ji Wuming, was powerful, * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

    

However, they had already sworn in their hearts that they wouldn't reveal anything about this matter to anyone in Twin-Dragon Desert. In the face of the questions from the surrounding elders and disciples, they couldn't find a reason to explain it.    

    

. . .    

    

In the square stands.    

    

"Being able to use the Condensation of Spirit Bones at such a young age is rare in this world. There are only a few people in Great Tang Dynasty who can do it. It's a pity that I met this Dark Star, Ji Wuming!"    

    

"Indeed. If we gave him another eight or ten years, Ji Wuming might not be his match. But now, it's such a pity!"    

    

"Sigh, such a genius is going to die here, what a pity! What a pity!"    

    

. . .    

    

Countless martial artist showed a look of pity. A weak Bone Forging Martial Master with such talent and potential was a first-class Peerless Evildoer even thousands of years ago. Even if he could not become Suppress Martial Lord in the future, Martial Sect Expert would not be able to run away. The result was that he would die prematurely. It was a great tragedy!    

    

However, in an inconspicuous corner.    

    

"How could it be him? How could it be him? . . . " A beautiful girl stared at Yang Fann, who was wearing a black robe, and her eyes instantly widened, as if she had just seen a ghost from the legends.    

    

She saw that Yang Fann was twenty years old, and his skin was fairer than snow. He was tall, and his curvaceous body was tightly wrapped by a white dress. He was indescribably graceful and moving, like a fairy from the heavens. The one who had come to the mortal world was the young mistress of the Chu Family, Chu Bingxin. As one of the top families in the Great Tang Dynasty, there were several big families in the Xianglong County. The biggest feast of the young generation of the The Battle Of The Proclamation Of Azure Sky was held every sixty years. How could they miss it? Even if he couldn't participate in the competition himself, it wouldn't be a waste of his life to witness it.    

    

Of course, it was only Chu Bingxin alone. Even though the others felt that Yang Fann was somewhat familiar with her, they had never associated him with the peerless expert that destroyed Sixth Empyrean Patriarch Wu Hou with a single palm strike. One of them was Top Martial Marquis, one of the top expert in the dynasty, and the other was a junior disciple of Seven Stars Sect. Between the two of them, there was a huge difference in status. How could they be the same person?    

    

"No. . . That's not right. . . " Suddenly, Chu Bingxin's pretty face changed slightly, "He. . . . . . Although they are very similar, they are still somewhat different. . . "    

    

After more than a month, Yang Fann's appearance changed a little again. His skin became even fairer, the immaturity on his face disappeared without a trace, and he became even more handsome. If the previous him could only be said to be delicate and pretty, the current Yang Fann could be considered to be somewhat handsome.    

    

"Bing Xin, what's wrong?" The old ancestor of Chu Family, Chu Linghe, looked at Chu Bingxin with some doubt.    

    

"Old ancestor, it's. . . Nothing. . . " Chu Bingxin smiled brightly. Not to mention that it was impossible for that person to be that "mysterious old ancestor," even if it was. . . She absolutely could not say it out loud, from top to bottom in the Chu Family. . . Including the old ancestor, none of them knew the truth of the matter. They really thought that the mysterious old ancestor was a good friend of their ancestor Zheng Yang.    

    

. . .    

    

On the arena.    

    

Yang Fann and the Death Swordsman Ji Wuming stood a thousand feet away from each other.    

    

Yang Fann's Qi was calm and calm. He looked like a martial artist warrior, but more like a Wealthy Young Master who could not understand any martial arts.    

    

On the other hand, Ji Wuming's body was surrounded by the Sword Qi, and the Void that kept cutting in all directions was like a Nine Empyrean Star Way. His killing intent was like a Nine Empyrean Star Way that was rising from the top of his head. The complete Death Sword Intent covered all four directions, making him look like a peerless god of slaughter that came from hell. It made the people of the world tremble from the depths of their souls.    

    

"I never thought that my first opponent would be you. Luck, it's really my luck!" Ji Wuming looked down at Yang Fann from above, as if he was a god looking down at the world. His voice was filled with indescribable excitement.    

    

. . .