Invincible Bloodline

Emperor God Lord and Lord Qingtian had helpless expressions on their faces. Sword Sovereign Terminator was really. . . He didn't even look at who his opponent was, and directly issued a challenge. Yang Fann was a ruthless man who had killed four of the royal families within a month. His strength was truly terrifying. Even if he couldn't compare to the thirty-six false saints, he was afraid that he wouldn't be much weaker. It was simply not something a thirty-two false saints like Sword Sovereign Terminator could match.    

Even the Sword Saint with the strongest attack power was the same. Challenging him was simply asking for trouble.    

Luckily, Yang Fann wasn't angry. Otherwise, even if Sword Sovereign Terminator didn't die, he would have shed a layer of skin.    

"Sigh!"    

Shaking their heads, they eliminated the distracting thoughts in their minds. The three of them focused their attention on the two men in the void. At this point, this battle was inevitable.    

"I wonder how many strikes this huge ice cube can withstand from Yang Fann?"    

"Terminator's Nirvana Sword Dao has already reached the Transformation Stage. Even the thirty-three false saints aren't necessarily his match. There are too many of them. It's hard to say. Ten moves shouldn't be a problem. "    

"That's hard to say. That old bastard from the Silver Dragon Clan is not weak. He could be considered one of the top even among the 33 False Saints. Plus, he was in the Silver Dragon Saint Lake. The strength he can exert is definitely not much weaker than a thirty-five False Saints. But in the end, he was still easily suppressed by Yang Fann. In my opinion. . . It's already considered pretty good that the huge ice block can withstand five attacks. "    

. . .    

No one thought highly of Sword Sovereign Terminator. The gap between the two sides was too huge. With Sword Sovereign Terminator's strength, he would have to pay a hefty price to not destroy the Silver Dragon Clan, the number one king clan. The outcome of this battle had already been decided. It was nothing more than a matter of how many moves he could last.    

. . .    

Above the Void.    

Yang Fann and Sword Sovereign Terminator were tens of thousands of feet apart, standing opposite of each other.    

Sword Sovereign Lone Silence was standing in the air, like a statue that had existed since ancient times.    

A kind of loneliness that came from A Peerless Swordsman, who stood at the top of the mountain and felt lonely at the top of the mountain, arose spontaneously.    

He had yet to draw his sword. His aura was like an unsheathed Supreme Divine Sword, showing off its sharpness.    

Around him, there was a colorful phenomenon of the leaves falling. At this moment, it was as if the entire world had lost its color. The sun, moon, and stars had lost their luster. Pure darkness rose from his body, as if it could destroy everything and devour everything.    

On the other hand, Yang Fann, who was tens of thousands of meters away, didn't seem to have changed at all. He still looked the same as before.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann's lips moved and he spoke, "Brother Terminator, let's attack. " He had no intention of taking the initiative to attack. With his current strength, once he attacked. . . The battle would come to an end. The Lone Silence Sword Sovereign was incapable of resisting at all.    

So what if Sword Sovereign Nirvana was as strong as thirty-three Pseudo Saints? The thirty-three False Saints were only slightly stronger than a Fourth Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign, and they barely had the strength to fight a Fifth Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign. As for the current Yang Fann, just the Pure Strength Of Body alone was enough to fight a peak Second Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign.    

The gap between them was just too huge, and it couldn't be measured with logic.    

"Lord Yang Yun, you have to be careful. " The Lone Silence Sword Sovereign didn't hold back. He also understood that there was still a great disparity between him and Yang Fann.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A Dark Shine flashed, and the eighth tribulation saint artifact behind Sword Sovereign Terminator, the Nirvana Divine Sword, came out of its scabbard.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

With the sword in hand, Sword Sovereign Terminator's aura crazily rose like a great river. He was like a Source Of Darkness, corroding everything in his surroundings.    

"Take my sword. "    

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"    

A large amount of black sword light suddenly shot out from the pores of Sword Sovereign Terminator, shooting towards Yang Fann like a cosmic storm.    

These black sword beams rolled like tidal waves, destroying everything. In an instant, they formed a profound sword formation, crushing towards Yang Fann. Countless blurry shadows emerged from the sword formation, as if thousands of A Peerless Swordsman were cultivating the Sword Dao and performing sword arts. It was like a dream.    

However, this wasn't the most terrifying part. Suddenly, a dark Sword Qi appeared above Yang Fann's head. It was soundless, like a ghost, and it attacked Yang Fann in an instant, killing his Sea of Consciousness and Holy Soul.    

This sword was the real killing move of Sword Sovereign Terminator. It was a sword that could kill a Holy Soul, and it was unpredictable.    

The Illusory Sword Formation in front of him was just a fake attack.    

Of course, to the other False Saints, the Illusory Sword Formation was also an ultimate killing formation that could take their lives. Even some of the 32 Pseudo Saints would be killed by the Illusion Sword Array if they were not careful.    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"Brother Terminator, watch me break this sword of yours. " Yang Fann smiled casually. He didn't see Yang Fann make any moves.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Holy Soul in Yang Fanshihai's hand, which was even scarier than a Ninth Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign, opened its eyes, and a terrifying spiritual light shot out.    

It was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Wherever it passed, the Nirvana Sword Qi and the Illusory Sword Formation were swept away, as if they had never appeared.    

"I. . . I lost. "    

The eyes of the Lone Silence Sword Sovereign turned gloomy. Initially, he thought that even if he couldn't create too much trouble for Yang Fann, he would have to put in a lot of effort to break it. Never would he have thought that it would be so easily broken by Yang Fann.    

Furthermore, he could feel that Yang Fann didn't use much of his strength. The terrifying Saint Soul Power that flashed across his body made his heart tremble. He had a feeling that if Yang Fann was willing to, he could kill him with just a single strike.    

It was absolutely not much harder than crushing an ant.    

. . .    

"Defeated. . . Defeated. Big Ice cube lost just like that?" Emperor God Lord and the other two were somewhat unable to react in time. That fatal strike just now. . . Especially that Ghost Sword, it was a stroke of god. If it was them, none of them would have the confidence to be able to escape unscathed from that strike. Even if they didn't die, they would still be heavily injured.    

Even if it were some thirty-four, it wouldn't be easy to take that sword.    

But in the end, they were all killed by Yang Fann. Monster, what a monster.    

But very quickly, a hint of surprise flashed across Emperor God Lord's eyes. Yang Fann was his ally, an external helper he had invited. The stronger he was, the greater the benefits that Emperor God Clan would gain from the Hundred Clan Congress.    

"Brother Yang, I have prepared a feast for you. Please come over here, Brother Yang. " Unknowingly, In World Of Cultivators, experts were respected, and those who achieved it were respected first. Age and whatnot were nothing to him.    

Very soon, a grand banquet began.    

In that banquet, Empress and the other princesses of the Monarch God could only serve as maids.    

On the table that was made from high-grade Holy Crystals, there were all sorts of delicacies made from various rare Exotic Beasts. And the top grade fruits were being served to the table one after another. If an ordinary person could take a bite, he or she would immediately ascend to the heavens and live a long life.    

The wine was even more extraordinary. One cup of wine was enough for a half-Saint to break through a minor realm.    

After a few rounds of wine, the dishes were served with five different flavors.    

Yang Fann glanced at Emperor God Lord and said, "Brother Monarch God, may I know what the situation in Hundred Clan Congress is like?" Yang Fann only knew a limited amount about the Hundred Clan Congress. He only knew that this was a feast for the top families of Holy Heart Domain to divide the spoils. It was the only way for many High Grade races to advance to the top families, and it was held once every hundred million years.    

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