Invincible Bloodline

The King of Gods, True King Wan Lei, and the other eight Holy Kings were all dumbstruck. Their faces were blank, and it was so surreal.    

He won. . . He won, and the Lord won just like that?    

This. . . This. . . This. . . Am I dreaming?    

That was a total of a hundred and ten Sacred King experts, not a hundred Half-Step Saint King Half-Step Saint Kings, and definitely not some saint. Yet, they were suppressed by a single palm.    

Was there anything more absurd than this in this world? If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe it? Who would dare believe it?    

This power was more than enough to sweep through the hundreds of Realm Rivers in the area. As for their master, he wasn't even ten thousand years old.    

Gululu. . . Ferocious! Truly too savage!    

. . .    

On the three-story ship.    

Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu let out a hysterical wail. He couldn't believe it. He really couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.    

How could his Guard be defeated? That was an elite force comparable to Fourth Empyrean Saint King.    

In the Luo He Star Domain, Third Empyrean Saint King was like a phoenix feather or a qilin horn. He was an invincible existence that could sweep through everything.    

How could they possibly lose? They were still being crushed by him without any suspense.    

This wasn't true. It definitely wasn't real.    

One had to know that this was only a treasure left behind by Heavenly Venerate Hongyu in the Saint King's Ninth Empyrean Realm. It wasn't a true treasure left by a Heavenly Venerate. How could it be so terrifying?    

If a Ninth Empyrean Saint King could easily create a Fifth Empyrean Saint King in just a few thousand years, then the current him wouldn't have such a small cultivation base.    

His Master, as a top tier Wu King, could match Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign's peerless expert. He was more than ten times stronger than Saint King Hong Yu in the past.    

. . .    

In the starry sky.    

Yang Fann's expression did not change. It was as if he had done something insignificant. If he could not suppress a group of aphids that were not even Fourth Empyrean Saint King. . . Then he would have devoured so many top grade Holy Herbs and Primordial Purple Cloudss for nothing.    

The next second. . .    

Yang Fann turned his gaze and looked at Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu with a cold gaze.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann moved his right hand and tore open the space, grabbing towards Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu.    

Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu's subordinates should be killed. However, Yang Fann would never let go of Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu, who was the true master.    

In just a few thousand years, s under his command. If it was said that he didn't have any great opportunities, he wouldn't believe it even if Yang Fann was beaten to death.    

If Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu did not die today, he would definitely become a great threat to him in the future.    

Raising a tiger and bringing it upon himself was such a foolish thing. It wasn't like his head had been crushed by the door, so why would he do it?    

"Ah, not good. . . " Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu's expression changed abruptly, and he no longer cared about being shocked by Yang Fann's terrifying strength.    

For the sake of today's plan, he had to protect his own life first.    

"Buzz ~ ~ Buzz ~"    

In the blink of an eye, Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu had struck out thousands of magical barriers.    

"Grug. . . Grug. . . Grug. . . "    

However, with Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu's cultivation base, which had just reached the Dao Confirming realm, and Yang Fann's terrifying power that could match Fifth Empyrean Saint King's, he was not much stronger than the petty aphids.    

The thousands of magical barriers were like paper. They were completely crushed without any protection.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand continued to crush downwards. The terrifying palm force seemed to want to crush Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu into pieces.    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ No. . . " Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu suddenly let out a despairing wail. He was not willing to give up. He was truly unwilling. With his talent and potential, Even if he was compared to the Son of God of Witch Clan, he would only be slightly inferior. As long as he didn't die, he would surpass Master in the future. It was only a matter of time before Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign became a Dao Confirming expert. How could he die in the hands of such a little thief?    

The heavens were unfair, the heavens were unfair!    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"Puchi ~ ~ ~"    

Ripples appeared in the space in front of Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu, and a figure suddenly appeared.    

It was a middle-aged man who was more than three meters tall. He was wearing a set of beast skin armor, and his aura was overwhelming. Even Wu King, who was at the peak of the low level, was much weaker than him. He was nothing compared to Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu.    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

The stalwart middle-aged man waved his hand and struck out. It was as if an ordinary person had slapped a fly. There was nothing special about it, but such an ordinary palm had easily blocked Yang Fann's terrifying attack.    

"Uncle Xing. . . " Seeing the sudden appearance of the middle-aged man, Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu immediately cried out in surprise. His voice was filled with joy from surviving the disaster.    

His heart that was in his throat immediately relaxed.    

Uncle Xing was a powerful general under Master's command. He had stepped into the intermediate Wu King realm tens of millions of years ago. His combat strength was considered the top even amongst Fifth Empyrean Saint King.    

With him here, he would definitely be able to ensure his safety, and perhaps even wash away the shame he had suffered in the past.    

In an instant, the killing intent that had scared him away rose in his heart once again.    

"Uncle Xing, kill him for me. Kill him for me. I want him dead! I want him dead! "Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu's voice was filled with madness. He was so close to dying at Little Brute's hands.    

"Junior, how dare you attack my young master?! . . . " Uncle Xing looked at Yang Fann coldly and said, "Since you have yet to commit a grave mistake, release my men immediately and surrender. I can still give you a quick death. . . "    

His face was filled with pride. He looked down at the sky and didn't put Yang Fann in his eyes at all.    

It seemed like he could give Yang Fann a quick death. That was already the greatest mercy he could show.    

"Surrender without putting up a fight? Give me a quick death? With just you alone, you are boasting shamelessly!" A hint of disdain flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. The strength of the person in front of him was the only one he had seen so far. It was very likely that he had the combat strength of an intermediate or even higher Fifth Empyrean Saint King. However, he had never used his true strength before. His combat strength. . . Up until now, he hadn't even used one ten-thousandth of it.    

"Stubborn! Junior, you'll know later what death is also a type of extravagant hope. " Uncle Xing grinned hideously. How dare an ant who had just stepped into the doorway of Fifth Empyrean Saint King provoke him, Xing Zhan Shaman King? He was simply courting death.    

Over the years, there were fifty to sixty ants like him who had died in his hands.    

In the next second. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

Xing Zhan Shaman King's aura began to rise wildly, rising endlessly.    

Endless hurricanes erupted from all the pores of his body like Cosmic Storms, sweeping through the starry sky of the universe.    

His Body also began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was 30 meters tall. 300 meters. . . 3,000 meters. . . Ten thousand meters. . . Ten million feet. . . One million feet. . . . . . . . . .    

In the blink of an eye, he had transformed into a terrifying giant that was over ten million feet tall. The aura around his body was extremely berserk, and it had increased by more than a hundred times.    

His entire body was covered in a layer of green hurricane that ripped apart the heavens and the earth. Boundless storms were revolving around his body, making him look like a terrifying divine wind that controlled the Cosmic Storm.    

In the next moment. . .    

The endless hurricane started to withdraw, turning into a mysterious hurricane armor that covered his body. Mysterious Wind Sacred Marks kept flickering on it.    

It seemed that any ordinary person who took a glance at it would immediately be intoxicated by the Great Dao of Endless Wind and be unable to extricate themselves from it.    

"Junior, pay the price for your words. " Xing Zhan Shaman King opened his mouth that was like a sea of blood. His voice was low and muffled, like the roar of a god.    

Under his feet, gusts of wind rose, and ancient magic patterns were faintly visible.    

"This power. . . Hmm, it has almost reached the level of a high-level Fifth Empyrean Saint King. " Yang Fann narrowed his eyes, and a bright light flashed across his eyes. However, there wasn't a trace of fear in his eyes, as long as it wasn't a Sixth Empyrean Saint King. He, Yang Fann, didn't fear anyone.    

In an instant, a violent fighting intent rose in Yang Fann's heart. It was hard to find an opponent. With his current cultivation base, it wouldn't be easy for him to find an opponent who was on par with him, especially in a place like Tiannan Realm River where resources were scarce.    

"Oh, I can't believe I can still get a fighting intent. I have underestimated you. " A hint of surprise flashed across Xing Zhan Shaman King's eyes. At this moment, an ordinary low-level Fifth Empyrean Saint King. . . He was in a state of panic. However, very quickly, the shock was replaced by strands of Cold Shines. "Unfortunately, you shouldn't have offended my young master. No one in the world can save you. "    

As soon as he finished speaking.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Xing Zhan Shaman King moved his right arm. He sent a palm strike towards Yang Fann.    

Xing Zhan Shaman King didn't hold back much from this palm strike. Ten layers of energy erupted from his palm. The violent Cosmic Storm destroyed everything in its path. The terrifying energy seemed to be able to destroy a part of the Primary Major World with a single strike. It was extremely terrifying, and it made people despair.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The barrier of the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts shook violently. It seemed as if it couldn't withstand the attack. The violent palm wind was about to completely shatter in the next moment.    

Terrifying! One had to know that Xing Zhan Shaman King was over a thousand light years away from the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

If they were any closer, the Boundary Protecting Formation would have exploded long ago.    

. . .    

In an instant, the hearts of countless living beings in the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts jumped to their throats. They were extremely terrified.    

This was definitely the biggest disaster in Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts. Once something bad happened to the supreme Yang Fann, would Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu let them go?    

They didn't dare to take the risk, and they didn't want to take the risk either.    

The heavens were protecting the supreme beings, and they had to defeat that powerful enemy.    

My Lord, you have to win! You have to win!    

. . .