Invincible Bloodline

A blue bead flew out from Yang Fann's hand and exploded in front of Yuwen Shang, revealing a man.    

He was wearing a purple-black flying dragon armor, and there was a faint trace of fear on his face. If it wasn't the leader of Pteropterygium Tetrapterus, Yuwen Feilong, who else could it be?    

"Don't tell me this man isn't from the Yuwen Clan?" Yang Fann's cold eyes swept across Yuwen Shang as he spoke in a cold tone.    

"This. . . This. . . Your Highness. . . This child, this child. . . He. . . He. . . . " Beads of sweat kept dripping down from Yuwen Shang's forehead and he wanted to deny it. However, when the words reached his mouth, he did not know how to say it. He didn't have any impression of the person in front of him. The inheritance of the Yuwen Clan had been passed down for tens of millions of years, and the number of people in the family was in the hundreds of millions. How could Yuwen Shang know all the disciples of the branch families who had a thin bloodline? However, this man in front of him did indeed have the bloodline of the Yuwen Clan. In fact, he had the bloodline of a relatively pure direct family member.    

He would never misjudge this point.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Ancestor, this person seems to be the Yuwen Feilong of Stephen Sheng's bloodline. . . " A one-star Quasi-Saint who was wearing a white robe not far behind Yuwen Shang suddenly spoke with uncertainty.    

"Sheng Er's bloodline?" A trace of doubt flashed across Yuwen Shang's eyes. Stephen Sheng was his grandson. At the same time, he was also a powerful two-star Quasi-Saint from the Yuwen Clan. Currently, he was 300 trillion miles away from the Star Pattern Holy City. He was guarding an important mine, but it wasn't in the Star Pattern Holy City. Judging from the bone age of the person in front of him, he was almost Stephen Sheng's great-grandson. He had some impression of these people. Yuwen Feilong was not one of them.    

"Ancestor, I remember now. This person is indeed the Yuwen Feilong of Stephen Sheng's bloodline. He is the grandson of Stephen Sheng, the son of the elder of the family, Stephen Xiao. . . " Another one of the First Star Quasi-Saint spoke. Ancestor, I remember now. This person is indeed Yuwen Feilong of Stephen Sheng's bloodline. He is the son of Stephen Sheng's grandson, the elder of the family, Stephen Xiao. . . " Another First Star Quasi-Saint spoke, But this Yuwen Feilong was expelled from the Nangong family a million years ago. . . "    

This matter had caused a huge commotion in the Star Pattern Holy City. The Nangong family was also one of the top families in the Star Pattern Holy City, and there were more than ten Quasi-Saint experts in their family. Compared to the Yuwen Clan, they were only slightly weaker. In order to quell the anger of the Nangong family, not only did the Yuwen Clan give up a lot of benefits, but they also gave up a lot of benefits. At the same time, Yuwen Feilong was also expelled from the Star Pattern Holy City, and he swore that he would never be able to step into the Star Pattern Holy City again for the rest of his life. He would return to the Yuwen Clan.    

If it wasn't for this, Yuwen Feilong, a dignified disciple of a Quasi-Saint family, wouldn't have ended up in such a poor and remote place like the Eastern Wastelands, hanging out with a bunch of lowly bandits.    

It was also impossible for a million years to pass. His cultivation was still lingering at the Six Stars Emperor Sovereign threshold.    

One should know that Yuwen Feilong was a genius with a small reputation in the Yuwen Clan. In less than a hundred thousand years, he had attained the position of a five star Venerable. Among his peers, few could compare with him. If he stayed in the Star Pattern Holy City or the Yuwen Clan. . . Even if he wasn't a Eight Stars Emperor Sovereign, he would at least be a Seven Stars Emperor Sovereign.    

"He was expelled from the family a million years ago? No wonder. . . " A look of enlightenment appeared on Yuwen Shang's face. In order to break through to the Five Star Quasi-Saint Stage as soon as possible, he had been in seclusion for the past million years. He rarely asked about the matters of his family. If it wasn't for the fact that he was startled by Yang Fann's terrifying Qi, he wouldn't have been able to break out of his seclusion.    

In the next moment. . .    

Yuwen Shang felt slightly relieved. Although Yuwen Feilong came from the Yuwen Family, he had been expelled from his family a long time ago. He wasn't even considered a member of the Yuwen Clan. Everything that happened had nothing to do with the Yuwen Clan.    

"Your Highness, I have already found out that this Yuwen Feilong was expelled from the family a million years ago. Everything he did was purely his personal behavior. It has nothing to do with the Yuwen Clan. I hope Your Highness can understand. " Putting aside the fact that Yuwen Feilong had already been expelled from the family, even if he wasn't expelled from the family, this blame could only be shouldered by Yuwen Feilong alone.    

It was better for him to suffer a calamity than for all the people of the Yuwen Clan to suffer the same fate as him.    

"It has nothing to do with your Yuwen Clan?" Yang Fann smiled coldly, "You should ask him instead. "    

As he spoke, Yang Fann flicked his finger, and the seal on Yuwen Feilong's body was instantly removed. Soon, Yuwen Feilong woke up slowly.    

He saw Yuwen Shang's familiar face. Yuwen Shang was the old ancestor of Yuwen Clan, the Patron Saint of the family. There were portraits and statues of Yuwen Shang everywhere in the family. As a disciple of Yuwen Clan, even if you didn't know Family Lord, you had to know this old ancestor of Yuwen Shang.    

In an instant, Yuwen Feilong was delighted and shouted for help. " Old Ancestor, save me. . . "    

"Shut up, I'm not your old ancestor. You have nothing to do with my Yuwen Clan. "Yuwen Shang's facial expression changed, and he hastily interrupted Yuwen Feilong's call for help. At this moment, he was in a hurry to cut off all relations with Yuwen Feilong. How could he allow Yuwen Feilong to continue spouting nonsense?    

If Yang Fann was certain that Yuwen Feilong had some kind of connection with the Yuwen Clan because of this, then he would be even more wronged than Dou'e.    

"This. . . This. . . How could this be, how could this be. . . " Yuwen Feilong stared blankly at Yuwen Shang. He was in a daze. He had grown up listening to the stories of the old ancestor, Yuwen Shang. In those legends, the old ancestor, Yuwen Shang, had always been protective. He couldn't tolerate any grievance from his family members. In fact, he had always thought that. . . If the Old Ancestor hadn't gone into secluded cultivation all those years ago, the Yuwen Clan wouldn't have been able to lower their heads to the Nangong family. Yuwen Feilong wouldn't have been expelled from the family, and in the end, he would have been reduced to a bandit.    

All these years, he had been doing whatever he wanted, and it wasn't as if he hadn't given up on himself.    

Never would he have thought that he would be reduced to a criminal. He had never thought that the old ancestor, who had always been fearless of the heavens and earth, would actually say such ruthless words.    

At this moment. . .    

"Bang!"    

Yuwen Shang bent his knees and once again knelt down in front of Yang Fann, "Your Highness, you must know that this person is not a disciple of our Yuwen Clan. "    

"Get up. " Yang Fann casually waved his hand. A trace of ridicule flashed across his eyes, and he said to Yuwen Feilong, "It seems like even the Yuwen Clan can't protect you!"    

"Wh. . . Why? Old Ancestor, why? He is a Alternate Young Master. Why did you do this to him. . . " Yuwen Feilong didn't look at Yang Fann. Instead, he stared blankly at Yuwen Shang, unable to understand. He really couldn't figure it out. The old ancestor was a peerless Four Stars Quasi-Saint expert. Even if he was afraid of Yang Fann's identity as Alternate Young Master of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, he shouldn't be so despicable. Kneel down before him.    

"Evil creature, don't be rude! This is Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces, His Royal Highness Yang Fan. . . "    

"Wh. . . What? Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts's. . . Sixth Young Master?"    

"Pa. . . " Yuwen Feilong collapsed to the ground. At this moment, he understood everything. Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces, what kind of existence was this? He was just a mere Yuwen Family. Even the high and mighty Great Saint family could only kneel before Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces after offending him.    

This time, even if the father of the Heavenly King came, he wouldn't be able to save himself.    

In an instant, Yuwen Feilong's essence, energy, and spirit seemed to have been sucked out of his body. His entire body was lifeless, and his eyes were lifeless. There wasn't a trace of spiritual light in them. He had accepted his fate and had completely offended Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces. There was no way he could still live. Even if Yang Fann didn't kill him today, the Yuwen Family would still kill him for the sake of severing all ties with him.    

"Puchi. . . "    

Yang Fann lost his interest in teasing him. He had had enough of this. After playing with this ant for so long, he stretched out his hand and pointed. A small black hole appeared out of nowhere and swallowed Yuwen Feilong.    

The next moment. . .    

Yang Fann turned his eyes to Yuwen Shang and said, "Although this matter has nothing to do with you, this Yuwen Feilong still has the blood of your Yuwen Clan. The death penalty can be exempted, but he is still alive. . . . "    

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