Invincible Bloodline

"He. . . He actually wants to continue challenging?"    

"What is he trying to do? Does he really think that we have no one left?"    

. . .    

The surrounding Top Level True God widened their eyes and looked at Yang Fann in disbelief. After defeating the Starcloud Sword God, this Yang Fann still refused to give up. Listen to what he said. Who would come next? This was totally not putting these old men in his eyes.    

Arrogant, this was too arrogant.    

Anger climbed up in the eyes of many Top Level True God. If they didn't know that they weren't a match for Yang Fann, they would have attacked him with the Martial Arena long ago.    

Right at this moment. . . . . .    

"Yang Fann, I'll fight you. "With a cold shout, a stream of light cut through the Void.    

The next second. . .    

A majestic man more than 30 meters tall appeared in front of Yang Fann. His aura was so terrifying that it seemed like he could conquer the entire wilderness. Just by standing there casually, he gave off the charm of an ancient wilderness. His aura was so powerful that it made people tremble in fear. It caused the surrounding space to become unstable, as if it was going to collapse at any moment.    

His body was filled with a terrifying murderous aura that was difficult to describe with words. It was as if he was the reincarnation of the legendary ferocious god. Those with weak wills didn't even need his help. Just a glance from him would cause their minds to collapse.    

Terrifying.    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ It's the Tyrant Zhangzju. "    

"Good! Good! Good! Lord Tyrant personally took action. That fellow is finished. "    

"Asking this guy to be so arrogant and fall into the hands of Lord Tyrant, there's nothing he can do about it. "    

. . .    

A cruel smile flashed across the faces of the Top Level True God warriors. Tyrant Zhangju was one of Examinee's group. His strength. . . He had reached the Rank 5 Top-Level True God a long time ago, and among all the Rank 5 Top-Level True God warriors, Tyrant Zhangzju was one of the top 100 expert. Furthermore. . . Tyrant Zhangzuma had always been cruel and bloodthirsty, even though killing was forbidden in the Interdimensional Space. * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

. . .    

On the Martial Arena.    

Yang Fann glanced at Tyrant Zhangzju and easily saw through his true strength. He had the strength of about thirty trillion Little World, and could be considered an expert amongst Rank 5 Top-Level True God warriors. However, that was also the case. Before the Nine Revolutions Divine Devil Body reached the Third Transformation Huge Perfection, Yang Fann never put him in his eyes. Not to mention now.    

"Two billion High Level Divine Stones, sign the bet agreement. " Yang Fann's voice was calm, as if the person in front of him wasn't a Rank 5 Top-Level True God, but an ordinary person.    

"How dare you ignore me? You are the first one to do so. You will pay the price for this. " Violent Lord Zhangzju's eyes were filled with killing intent, and he signed his name on the contract.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

A hair-raising Fiendish Qi erupted from Zhangzju's pores, corroding the Four Directions Space. At almost the same time, he grew infinitely taller, reaching ten miles in height. A hundred miles. . . A thousand miles. . . Ten thousand li. . . . . .    

In the end, it turned into a Terrifying Giant Spirit that was several thousand light-years tall. Luckily, the space within this Martial Arena was large and tall enough. If it was any other world, it would definitely explode.    

"Aphids, watch me torture you to death!" Violent Lord Zhangzju smiled cruelly. His voice was like Devil God's roaring and boiling.    

"Rumble. . . "    

As soon as he finished speaking, The Violent Lord Zhangzju struck out with his palm, slapping towards Yang Fann.    

Tyrant Zhangzju didn't hold back at all in this palm strike. All of the energy in his body exploded out. The power was so terrifying that it exceeded thirty trillion of the Little World's power.    

Wherever it passed, the sky would collapse. The Void shattered. It was as if the entire Martial Arena was going to be shattered by his palm.    

. . .    

"What a tyrant Zhangzuma. This strength is even stronger than what we imagined. His final ranking should be a few higher. "Many Rank 5 Top-Level True God's hearts slightly tightened. This palm strike, even though it was separated by the Martial Arena, gave them a faint sense of danger.    

" That newbie is finished. He has just broken through to the Rank 5 Top-Level True God, yet he dares to act so recklessly. He's courting death! "    

"That's right. Lord Tyrant, teach this Yang Fann a lesson and let him know what the rules are. "    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"An ant wants to kill me?" Yang Fann smiled disdainfully.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The void in his body moved, and Yang Fann immediately released five layers of Power Of The Voids. Although it only increased two layers of Power Of The Voids, it didn't increase the strength of Yang Fann by one or two layers. Instead, it increased the strength of Yang Fann by more than a few times.    

"Break for me!"    

"Rumble. . . "    

The punch was so powerful that it contained nearly five trillion of the power of the Little World.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ How could this be? He actually hid it?"    

"This power. . . . . . . . . He is a peak Rank 5 Top-Level True God!"    

. . .    

In all directions, the smiles on the faces of thousands of Top Level True God disappeared without a trace. Their eyes bulged out, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

The fist and palm collided. A terrifying energy tide seemed to be on the verge of collapsing the entire world.    

Countless mushroom clouds rose up, as if the end of the world had arrived.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

The Violent Lord Zhangzju threw his head back and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his entire body retreated explosively. His body was covered in numerous terrifying crisscrossing cracks that were dozens of lightyears long. Large amounts of dark blood poured down like a heavy rain.    

Tyrant Zhangju had suffered a great loss with just one strike.    

The difference of nearly two trillion from the Little World was a huge difference in quality.    

. . .    

"Kill me? I'll fulfill your wish today. "A ferocious smile flashed across Yang Fann's face. His figure also increased rapidly, turning into a Terrifying Great Gods that was thousands of light years tall. He then lunged at the Tyrant Zhangzuma.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

Yang Fann's hands crazily beat up. There was no pattern at all.    

He was just doing it recklessly, like a gangster fighting in the mortal world.    

"Damn it, bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"    

Facing Yang Fann's terrifying attack, Although Violent Lord Zhangju was fighting with his life on the line, the gap of two trillion of Little World's strength wasn't something that could be easily overcome. Very quickly, he could only parry, without any strength to fight back. In the end, he could only rely on his powerful defense to hold on.    

. . .    

"It's over, the Tyrant Zhangzuma is finished. "    

"It's tragic, it's really too tragic. "    

. . .    

The surrounding Top Level True God couldn't bear to look at him directly. Yang Fann clearly had the chance to end the battle, but at the last moment, he always gave Tyrant Zhangzju a chance to catch his breath. He didn't want to give Tyrant Zhangzju a chance to catch his breath. Zhangzju gave it a quick death and took revenge. This Yang Fann was simply taking revenge.    

. . .    

Two hours later.    

"I admit defeat. "    

Violent Lord Zhangzju could no longer endure it and admitted defeat. No one liked to be beaten up. If this continued, he might really leave some sort of trauma in his heart, or perhaps even a knot in his heart.    

'This bastard, f * ck, it hurts so much! '    

He did not know what kind of power had been infused into this bastard's fist force. It really hurts!'    

Every punch that landed on his body was millions of times more painful than Ling Chi's execution.    

He hurriedly threw out a Dimensional Ring. The Tyrant Zhangju flashed and quickly exited the Martial Arena. He could not stay any longer.    

. . .    

"Phew. . . " Finally, it was over. The surrounding Top Level True God heaved a sigh of relief. This guy was too ruthless. Just looking at him made them feel pain.    

. . .    

Yang Fann casually took the Tyrant Zhangzuma and threw the Dimensional Ring over. He looked around. Although he did not say anything, the meaning was obvious.    

. . .    

Damn it, this bastard still isn't willing to give up and even wants to challenge us.    

What should we do? Should we go or not?    

. . .    

To be able to cultivate to the Rank 5 Top-Level True God, who would be an idiot? One time could be considered a coincidence, but it would be different if this happened one after another.    

Was this really the true strength of that guy?    

What if he was hiding something?    

. . .