Invincible Bloodline

The Promotion Ceremony that Yang Fann had been looking forward to for a long time had finally arrived.    

The lords of the Emperor City, the lords of the Holy City. . . They all gave their gifts, none of which were simple. People were experienced and experienced, living for hundreds of millions of years. How could they not know such a little bit of humanity? They gave them well. Perhaps Yang Fann would not remember him, but once he gave him a bad gift. . . This Yang Fann would definitely not forget him.    

This was human nature, just like the officials in the mortal world. He did not know who gave or what gifts during the holidays, but those who did not give gifts, he definitely knew.    

Yang Fann was a monster monster that was rarely seen in 100 million years of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. Even if he could not be on good terms with him, he must not bear a grudge against him. Otherwise, he would not be as good as them.    

. . .    

It was the thousands of Alternate Young Master from the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts's turn to present gifts to the lords and the young lords of the city. After that, it was the hundreds of young lords' turn to present their gifts.    

There wasn't anything wrong with it at the beginning. However, when it was Shenfeng's young lord, Liu Shenfeng's turn, it startled everyone.    

This young master, Liu Shenfeng, actually gave him a young master's letter of challenge.    

This. . . This was a direct provocation to Yang Fann. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he wouldn't rest until Yang Fann died.    

The Young Master's letter of challenge. To be precise, it should be the Young Master's letter of challenge.    

The Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts had ordinary Young Lords and was divided into ten Young Lords. During this period of time, the benefits were completely different. One was in the sky and the other was on the ground. If every ordinary young lord wasn't convinced by the ten young lords. . . He could send out a challenge letter to the Young Lord. . . As long as he or she could win, he or she would be able to replace him. Of course, there were various restrictions to the challenge. First of all, it was not unlimited. Every ordinary young master would only have one chance. And once they were defeated, they would have to pay a heavy price. If they were not careful, they would lose their lives. Even if he was lucky enough to keep his life, his influence. . . His life would belong to the winner, and he would become the slave of the winner. He would be under his control for all eternity.    

"Impudent!!"    

"Shenfeng brat, you're shameless. "    

"Your Highness, don't agree with him. "    

. . .    

In the main hall, Great Saint Zhen Yang and the other supporters of Yang Fann were instantly enraged. Their cold eyes swept across Liu Shenfeng. If it wasn't because of the situation, they would definitely teach this shameless man a lesson.    

When Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord, who was sitting on the throne, saw this scene, he furrowed his brows as well. He looked at Liu Shenfeng angrily. This Liu Shenfeng was just messing around. An ordinary young lord was qualified to issue a challenge letter to the ten young lords. However, there was a prerequisite for all of this. The young lord had advanced to a hundred thousand years old. This was also the protection given to A Peerless Monster by the higher ups of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. If he still wanted to grow, he would be protected by those people with ulterior motives. If he was chosen, he would be wronged.    

As for Yang Fann, not to mention advancing to the next hundred thousand years, even ten thousand years, a thousand years, even a hundred years, or even ten years would not be enough. This Liu Shenfeng sending out the young lord battle invitation at this time was no longer violating the Sacred Palace's prohibition. Instead, he was openly trampling on the Sacred Palace's prohibition.    

However, right at this moment. . .    

"Young Master's declaration of war? Good! I'll take it. " Yang Fann gave Liu Shenfeng a cold glance, then he stood up and walked towards the center of the hall. He wanted to step on his father's throne. Liu Shenfeng, you are not qualified.    

. . .    

"Wha. . . What? Pick it up? Receive?"    

"I. . . I didn't hear it wrong, did I? He. . . How dare he, how dare he?"    

"Madness. . . Madness, this. . . This Yang Fann Yi. . . Must be crazy. "    

. . .    

In the main hall, the Lords of the Emperor City and the Holy City were in disbelief. They looked at Yang Fann like they were looking at a madman. For the past three months. . . They had also gotten a rough idea of Yang Fann's background. They knew that he had just joined the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts three and a half years ago. He was not even thirty years old, and Shenfeng's young master, Liu Shenfeng. . . He had been the young master of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts a million years ago, and now he was a Four Stars Quasi-Saint. His actual combat strength was even stronger than some Five Stars Quasi-saint warriors. * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

In this battle, Yang Fann had absolutely no chance of winning.    

It was truly unwise to accept the Young Lord's invitation.    

. . .    

"Your Highness, calm down, don't be rash!!!"    

"That's right. Your Highness, why are you paying attention to that clown?"    

"That's right! What right does Shenfeng have to challenge you, Your Highness? Don't fall for that brat's evil scheme. "    

. . .    

Great Saint Zhen Yang and the others immediately became anxious. Although Yang Fann's monster was the first time they had seen it in their lives, they were not optimistic about this battle. Perhaps in a few decades, Liu Shenfeng wouldn't be a match for Yang Fann, but not now.    

. . .    

"Liu Shenfeng was the first one to beat him. "    

"Damn it! No matter how he calculated, he never expected Yang Fann to be such an ignorant man. "    

"What a miscalculation!"    

. . .    

At this moment, all the young masters were regretting their decision. If they had known that Yang Fann was such a person, they would have never thought that he would be such a person. Today, they were going to give the young master a letter of challenge. Such a great opportunity was hard to come by in hundreds of millions of years. If they missed it, they would never have a second chance in their lives.    

No one thought that they would be defeated by Yang Fann. How could a little brat who was less than thirty years old have any ability?    

. . .    

"He actually agreed?" As the person involved, Liu Shenfeng was also unable to react in time. To be honest, the reason he gave this invitation letter to the young master was mainly for the sake of Luo Luo Yang Fann's face. He had never thought that Yang Fann would agree to it.    

The next moment. . .    

"Little Son Yang Fan, you are stupid. Don't blame me for being ruthless!" Liu Shenfeng grinned hideously. He took a step forward and walked towards the center of the hall.    

Such a great opportunity was bestowed by the heavens. If he didn't fulfill Yang Fann's wish, he would surely suffer the wrath of the heavens.    

. . .    

"Sigh, Yang Fann, what do you want me to say about you. . . " Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord smiled bitterly. He was young and hot-tempered. At this point, he couldn't forcefully stop him.    

However, he secretly made up his mind that once Yang Fann's life was in danger, he would forcefully stop the battle between the two of them. A monster monster like Yang Fann wouldn't appear for hundreds of millions of years. He couldn't afford to lose it.    

"Maybe we should let him suffer a little. It's not a bad thing to let him suffer a little setback. "    

The next moment. . .    

Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord pointed his finger. In the center of the hall, a blue divine light suddenly emerged, instantly forming a top ring that could accommodate the Great Sage expert.    

. . .    

Very quickly, Yang Fann's figure moved, and he stepped onto the top ring.    

Liu Shenfeng also turned into a ray of light, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the arena, and stood in a standoff with Yang Fann, who was a hundred miles away from him.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

Around the arena, a burst of light flickered and an azure barrier appeared, wrapping around the entire arena.    

At this moment, unless it was a Holy Lord expert like Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord who attacked, even if the Great Sage expert wanted to break through the barrier and interfere in the battle between Yang Fann and Liu Shenfeng, it would be very difficult.    

"Ai! Your Highness, you are really foolish!"    

Great Saint Mo Yun and the others felt despair in their hearts. They really could not see any hope of victory in this battle. Now that there was a barrier separating them, even if they wanted to rescue them, they were powerless.    

"Ai! Could it be that the investment over the past few years is going to go down the drain like this. . . "    

. . .    

On the arena.    

"Yang Fann, Yang Fann, I really don't know what to say about your stupidity. Or should I say that you have the guts to accept my challenge? For the sake of his fellow disciples, he obediently handed over the position of Sixth Young Master. Surrender and surrender, and I will spare your life. " Liu Shenfeng looked down at Yang Fann from above. His voice was so high and mighty, as if he didn't put Yang Fann in his eyes at all.    

Yang Fann didn't show any signs of weakness. He faced him head-on and said, "Liu Shenfeng, I will also give you a chance. Surrender and be my dog, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, today next year will be your death anniversary!"    

"Shameless! Die now!" A cold killing intent flashed across Liu Shenfeng's eyes.    

The next moment. . .    

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

Liu Shenfeng's aura soared into the sky like a great river. Boundless killing intent was hidden in his body. Even the surrounding space was distorted. Faintly, there seemed to be traces of cracks on the surface of the space, as if it was going to collapse at any moment.    

"Hiss. . . What a good young master Shenfeng. His Qi is not much weaker than a Five Stars Quasi-saint's. "    

"It's over! Yang Fann is going to be finished this time. "    

. . .