Invincible Bloodline

Butcher of the Bloody Hand, Tu Mie. At some point in time, both of their hands had been tightly clenched together. Blue veins were popping out of their veins, and their chests were like drums, violently rising and falling. Ever since he became famous, he had never been humiliated like this. He would die if he didn't hand it over. What a big tone! He really thought that Tu Mie was an ant on the ground that Shen Wushuang could control his life and death at will!    

However, the remaining rationality in his heart told him that he had to endure it at this moment. He had to endure it. One Shen Wushuang was already troublesome enough. In addition, Giant Spirit Divine General Ju Yishan was no weaker than him, and Jing Wuming was not much weaker than him. He had no chance of winning. If he was not careful, even running away would be an extravagant hope!    

Of course, it was also impossible for him to hand over the Anemone Fruit just like that. The five-star spirit fruit had practically become a legend. It was already his lifetime's luck to be able to obtain one by luck. If he wanted to get another one, he would have to step on dog shit every day. It was useless. This was the only thing he could do to surpass Shen Wushuang. No one was willing to be stepped on by someone for the rest of their lives. Besides, it had always been Tu Mie's wish to defeat Shen Wushuang!    

Furthermore, once he lost the Anemone Fruit, he was afraid that he would never have the chance to break through to the Senior Martial Master Stage in his entire life. As long as there were sufficient resources, a Seventh Grade High Grade bloodline warrior would be able to break through to the Senior Martial Master Stage. He was willing to put in a lot of effort to cultivate and break through to the Marquess Stage. Among the ten of them, there were usually seven or eight who could take that step. However, it was almost impossible to reach the Senior Martial Master Stage. It was those who had low grade six Spiritual Bloodlines, and among the ten of them. . . There were only one or two people who could successfully step into the Senior Martial Master Stage. Among the hundred people, one could step into the martial ancestor. Then, it would be considered a green smoke coming from their ancestors' graves. It would be considered an ordinary grade seven High Grade bloodline. Not to mention breaking through to the martial ancestor, could he even break through to the Marquess Huge Perfection? It was still a big mystery!    

"Tu Mie, don't make a mistake!" Shen Wushuang's cold voice had a hint of impatience. If Tu Mie did not know what was going on, even if he risked being discovered by those demons, he would still attack in shock!    

Five Star Spiritual Fruit - Anemone Fruit He was determined to obtain it. Whoever dared to snatch the Anemone Fruit from him would be his sworn enemy!    

"Shen Wushuang, you. . . Don't force me. . . " Tu Mie's voice trembled slightly. The fury in his heart had almost reached its peak. Suddenly, Tu Mie's eyes shifted. As if he had thought of something, he swept his gaze across Ju Yishan and Jing Wuming. Are you sure you want to join hands with Shen Wushuang? Don't forget. There is only one Anemone Fruit. Kill me. Do you think you can win against Shen Wushuang? Why don't we join hands to get rid of Shen Wushuang first, then decide the ownership of the spirit fruit? "    

" Damn it! " Shen Wushuang's expression changed slightly, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes. Tu Mie's move was really ruthless. If he really instigated Ju Yishan and Jing Wuming to rebel, It would be difficult for him to obtain the Anemone Fruit again. Tu Mie and Ju Yishan would fight one on one. No one was his match, but the two of them were working together. They seemed to be on par with him, and Jing Wuming, who was not considered weak, was added to the mix. Even if he could win, he would need to put in a lot of effort. He might even have to pay a heavy price. The most important thing was still the Wanling Mountain where demon ran amok!!    

No way! He absolutely could not let him succeed!!    

"Giant Junior Brother, this Anemone Fruit must belong to our Iron Sword Sect. Let's get rid of this Tu Mie first, and then we can decide the ownership of this Anemone Fruit based on our strength. What do you think?" With a thought, Shen Wushuang turned to Ju Yishan and asked.    

Ju Yishan pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "God Senior Brother, you are right. This Anemone Fruit must belong to the Iron Sword Sect!"    

Competition between fellow disciples was fine. However, when faced with external enemies, they still had to unite and fight against external enemies. Ju Yishan still had his own principles on this point!    

"Hu!" Seeing Ju Yishan nod in agreement, Shen Wushuang immediately felt relieved. Then, he said to Jing Wuming who was not far away, "Brother Jing, the Iron Sword Sect will definitely get this Anemone Fruit. Please give me some face, Brother Jing. I am willing to thank you with thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones!"    

"This. . . " Jing Wuming pondered for a moment. He was naturally unwilling to give up on the Anemone Fruit just like that. However, if he did not give up, Shen Wushuang would definitely not be willing to part with him.    

At this moment. . .    

"Brother Jing, could it be that you don't even give us some face?" A muffled voice sounded from Ju Yishan's mouth. His copper bell sized eyes were filled with warning.    

"You. . . " Jing Wuming was furious. Do you really think I, Jing Wuming, am a dish? Do you think you can knead me as you please? But when the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them. The combination of Unparalleled Divine Sword, Shen Wushuang, and Giant Spirit Divine General Ju Yishan was truly too powerful. Even if he and Tu Mie joined forces, they would still be no match for them. Even if they were lucky enough to retreat Shen Wushuang and Ju Yishan, he alone was enough. Forget it. Withdraw now!"    

After some hesitation, Jing Wuming still chose to compromise. With thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones, it was not too much of a loss!    

Although thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones were far less valuable than Anemone Fruits, it was not a small amount. It was almost half of his net worth. This was even after he had collected a large amount of spiritual medicines in the past month. If he had sold him a month ago, he would not have been able to produce thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones.    

. . .    

A few miles away from Shen Wushuang and the other three, there was a man rapidly approaching them at a speed several times faster than the speed of sound.    

This black shadow was none other than Yang Fann. Just a moment ago, he discovered Shen Wushuang who was flying across the sky and immediately chased after him. He was ready to take this opportunity to get rid of Young Giants, but he never thought that this was going to happen at any time. There was actually such a huge harvest!    

"Anemone Fruit, I must get him no matter what!" Yang Fann's eyes flickered with a brilliant light. With the Anemone Fruit, there was no need for him to waste time dividing the Blood Spirit Fruit into two. After all, only the complete spirit fruit could be fed to his parents. Only by consuming it separately would it be able to fully utilize its medicinal effects. The medicinal effects would more or less be lost. If his parents were able to absorb the medicinal effects of the fourth level of the Blood Spirit Fruit, it was worth celebrating.    

One Blood Spirit Fruit, one Anemone Fruit, and the few blood spirit grasss he had collected would be enough to raise his parents' bloodline to the middle-grade rank-7. He could even reach the Seventh Grade High Grade. Furthermore, his father was cultivating a wind-attribute cultivation technique. After consuming these Anemone Fruits, he would be able to form a Houtian body of wind and lightning. The Wind and Lightning Great Technique would complement each other, and his future achievements would definitely not be any worse than Young Giants's.    

. . .    

"Tu Mie, let me ask you one last time. Do you want to hand over the Anemone Fruit or not?" After dealing with Ju Yishan and Jing Wuming, Shen Wushuang's gaze shifted. His cold gaze swept towards Tu Mie once again. His killing intent was boundless, and he had already reached the limit of his patience.    

A trace of disappointment flashed across Tu Mie's eyes. If he could instigate Ju Yishan and Jing Wuming to rebel. . . With the combined strength of the three of them, they would deal with Shen Wushuang first. At that time, only Ju Yishan and Jing Wuming would be able to solve the problem. Unfortunately, all of their efforts were in vain. In next to no time, that wisp of disappointment was replaced by ruthlessness. "Hmph! Shen Wushuang! If you want the Anemone Fruit, then you have to step over my corpse!"    

Shen Wushuang's repeated coercion had finally ignited Tu Mie's ferocity. Since this battle was unavoidable, he would fight to his heart's content. Shen Wushuang was powerful. But Tu Mie wasn't someone to be trifled with!    

Anyone who wanted to snatch his Anemone Fruit would have to pay a painful price!    

However, right at this moment. . .    

"Then go and die!!" An unfamiliar voice sounded by their ears. In an instant, they saw a black shadow cut through the Void at lightning speed and charged towards Tu Mie!    

"Ignorant thing, die for me!!" When they saw Yang Fann's young face clearly, The fury in Tu Mie's heart instantly exploded. It was one thing for Shen Wushuang to bully him. After all, he was the publicly acknowledged number one person amongst the young generation, but what the heck was this kid in front of him? Did he really think that he was invincible because he was lucky enough to seize Mortal Board First? Or did he really think that Tu Mie was easy to bully?    

"Die! Blood Slaughter Palm!"    

With a furious roar, Tu Mie struck out. Countless blood Qi erupted from his body. In an instant, it formed a huge palm that blotted out the sky. This huge hand was a few acres of farmland. Countless strange Runes were blinking on its surface. There were also countless devils flashing in it. Its Qi was terrifying, bloody, and mysterious.    

As the huge hand descended, terrifying howls resounded in the surrounding space. It sounded like the wails of evil ghosts. The roars of a devil made one's hair stand on end. It made one's heart tremble. It made people tremble from the depths of their soul. They could not summon the slightest will to resist!!    

Moreover, its speed was ten times faster than the speed of sound, making it impossible for one to dodge at all. Moreover, its power was terrifying to the extreme. It could easily blow up a planet, and wherever it passed, the Void would explode layer by layer like a mirror!!    

In the blink of an eye!    

"How dare you be so impudent in front of me!!!" Yang Fann sneered disdainfully. The power of the shell vibrated slightly, and then he shouted, "Break for me!"    

"Rumble!!"    

A terrifying power that seemed to come from the ancient era burst out with Yang Fann as the center. Wherever this power went, the Spatial Crystal Wall was like a piece of paper, and instantly cracked. The terrifying aura of the Human-shaped Real Hou directly shattered the Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand into pieces and completely disintegrated it!    

"Ah. . . How is this possible, how is this possible. . . " Tu Mie's voice was filled with disbelief. It was as if he had seen a ghost from the legends, this was his furious strike. Although the Blood Slaughter Palm was not his strongest killing move, it was still one of his ultimate moves. Even the high and mighty Patriarch Wu Hou couldn't just roar. * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann's body kept enlarging in Tu Mie's pupils. It was as if an ancient god had been revived. His divine might was like a prison, sweeping away everything in its path. In an instant, he had taken away all of Tu Mie's mind!    

"Die!"    

"Rumble, rumble!"    

Yang Fann's palm struck down. A force that exceeded ten billion cauldrons exploded out in an instant. This was an invincible force that could even kill a top grade Demon General. Although Tu Mie was powerful, he could barely fight Upper Demon General, let alone when he was in a trance state.    

The result could be imagined!    

"Bang!"    

Tu Mie's huge head exploded like a watermelon. Fresh blood and brain splattered all over the ground. The headless corpse powerlessly fell to the ground. However, before he could fall to the ground, he was sucked into the Universe Bag by Yang Fann.    

"Dead. . . Dead. Tu. . . Tu Mie. . . Died just like that. . . . How could he be so strong, how could he be so strong. . . "    

"Killing Tu Mie with a single palm, even some First Layer Marquess wouldn't be able to do it, he. . . How old is he? How can he have such strength?!"    

. . .    

The three men who were about to watch how Tu Mie killed Yang Fann were struck by lightning. They were extremely shocked. Even Shen Wushuang, the strongest young man, couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Butcher of the Bloody Hand, Tu Mie, wasn't a weakling. Even if he used his trump card, he wouldn't be able to kill him with a single strike, let alone someone like Yang Fann, who could easily kill him with a single strike.    

Jing Wuming, the weakest of them, was on the verge of collapsing. "Roar! Old Ancestor, you tricked me! You tricked me!!"    

. . .