Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann grinned hideously and attacked in shock.    

Yang Fann didn't hold back at all in this attack. His combat strength had been fully unleashed. He circulated the Nine Revolutions Divine Devil Body to the maximum, allowing his strength to exceed ten trillion of the Little World's strength. Adding the 602 Saint King Law, his strength had far exceeded the strength of a thousand trillion Little World.    

One should know that the threshold of a Fourth Grade Top Level True God was the strength of a thousand trillion Little World.    

This strength. . . It was not something that a Second Grade Top Level True God like God King Yong Hui could contend with.    

"Roar ~ ~ ~ Block it for me, block it. . . "    

"Rumble! Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Layers of barriers and countless divine lights flashed around God King Yong Hui's body. They were so bright that God King Yong Hui looked like a god of the sun. He was high up in the sky, and he controlled all the light in the world.    

In order to block Yang Fann's all-out attack, God King Yong Hui was really going all out. All kinds of treasures. He didn't even hesitate to use the Forbidden Arts to forcefully increase his strength.    

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.    

In front of Yang Fann's terrifying power that was comparable to a Fourth Grade Top Level True God and his flesh that was comparable to a high-grade Top-level Divine Artifact, the divine weapon and secret technique that God King Yong Hui relied on was like a piece of paper that could be broken with just a poke.    

In less than a breath's time.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

The layers of barriers rapidly shattered, and one divine artifact after another let out sorrowful cries. The divine light dimmed, and they were heavily injured. Some of the lower grade divine artifacts were even directly blown up by Yang Fann, and exploded into pieces.    

"Argh ~ ~ ~ God King Yong Hui threw his head back and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His aura was rapidly weakening. His secret technique had been broken, and his divine weapons had been destroyed. The Lifeblood Divine Artifact, the Golden Sun Bell, had been severely injured. The terrifying backlash had caused him to lose half of his life.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand continued to crush him, and under God King Yong Hui's despairing gaze, it grabbed him in one fell swoop.    

. . .    

"Roar ~ ~ Yang Fann, let me go at once. Otherwise, my Thousand Feathers God Clan will never divorce you. Even if your strength is comparable to a Fourth Grade Top Level True God, you won't be able to escape death in the end. . . . "God King Yong Hui wailed in grief. At this moment, the only thing he could rely on was the Thousand Feathers God Clan. He hoped that by borrowing the strength of his race, he would be able to make Yang Fann feel some fear.    

However, these words obviously gave people a feeling of weakness.    

Although the Thousand Feathers God Clan was one of the ten great Most Powerful God Clan in Diocang River System, it was the strongest. It was also the Rank 3 Top Level True God God King Qian Yu. Even if he gathered all of the true god strength of the Thousand Feathers God Clan and used the power of the God Race, killing a Fourth Grade Top Level True God would be a piece of cake.    

"Not stopping until one of us is dead? Even if your Thousand Feathers God Clan doesn't find trouble with me, I won't divorce you. " Yang Fann sneered. Even if he didn't destroy the Thousand Feathers God Clan, he would at least uproot the entire Qianyu Brothel.    

He, Yang Fann, wasn't someone who could be easily schemed against.    

While speaking.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Horrifying power of law burst out from Yang Fann's body, turning into numerous energy grid line chains, crazily surging into God King Yong Hui's body, sealing the Little World. All of his energy, Strength Of Divine Body, and everything else in his body were sealed. . . .    

"Ah, no, stop! Stop! . . . "    

With a despairing wail, all of God King Yong Hui's energy was sealed by Yang Fann.    

. . .    

It was a long story. In fact, from the time God King Yong Hui attacked to the time when Yang Fann exploded and suppressed him, it had only been less than three breaths.    

By the time Qian Yuzhen regained his senses, his superior, God King Yong Hui, who was the reliance of Qianyu Brothel, had been completely suppressed by Yang Fann.    

* Kakakakaka * Qian Yuzhen's eyes bulged, and his Adam's apple wriggled with difficulty. It was as if a pair of invisible hands had grabbed his throat, causing him to be unable to utter a complete sentence.    

What. . . What did he see? What did he see?    

His Majesty God King Yong Hui had been suppressed just like that. This. . . How was this possible? How was this possible?    

That was an outstanding Second Grade Top Level True God. Even if he was the pillar of Thousand Feathers God Clan, the number one God King, God King Qian Yu, wouldn't be able to suppress God King Yong Hui so easily. Even if this Yang Fann was the mysterious Top Level True God who had destroyed the Celestial Race, he shouldn't have behaved in such a way.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann turned his eyes to Qian Yuzhen. A mocking smile appeared on his face, "Now it's your turn. "    

Qian Yuzhen shivered when he saw Yang Fann's cold gaze.    

The next second. . . . . .    

"Bang!"    

Qian Yuzhen's legs went soft, and he fell to his knees in front of Yang Fann.    

"Master, please spare my life! Master, please spare my life! All of this is my fault! It's all my fault! . . . "    

In order to save his life, the pride of Most Powerful God Clan and the dignity of a High Level True God had been forgotten by him. At the same time, he didn't hesitate to push all the blame onto God King Yong Hui. He kept calling him 'old man Yong Hui'. Those who didn't know about it would think that God King Yong Hui was his enemy.    

Fortunately, God King Yong Hui had been sealed in the Divine Dragon Tower by Yang Fann, so he couldn't hear anything from the outside world. Otherwise, he would have cut off Qian Yu alive.    

It was all because of Qian Yuzhen that he had fallen into such a miserable state. But now, all kinds of sh * t had been blamed on him. Could he be any more shameless?    

. . .    

"What a nice way to say it. Do you really think I don't know anything? "Yang Fann sneered and remained unmoved. The entire Qianyu Brothel was under the surveillance of his Spiritual Consciousness. Yang Fann had seen everything that Qian Yuzhen did just now.    

God King Yong Hui deserved to die. Qian Yuzhen wasn't a good person either.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

He didn't give Qian Yuzhen a chance to continue speaking. Yang Fann clawed at Qian Yuzhen.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ No, master, please spare my life. Spare my life, I sincerely surrender. If Sir doesn't believe me, I can swear. . . . "Qian Yuzhen unleashed a heart-wrenching attack from the Aima. However, he didn't even dare to think about resisting. That would only make him die faster.    

Even God King Yong Hui, who was a thousand times stronger and ten thousand times stronger than him, was easily suppressed by this monster.    

What's more, he was just a puny Second Grade High Level True God.    

"Puchi! . . . . . . "    

Qian Yuzhen's begging voice came to a halt.    

. . .    

After suppressing the founder of Qianyu Brothel and the Azure Feather, Tower Owner, Qian Yuzhen, Yang Fann refused to give up.    

How could it be so easy to plot against him?    

Seal God King Yong Hui and Qian Yuzhen. That was just the appetizer.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand descended from the sky, wrapping itself around the entire Qianyu Brothel.    

Although there were many disciples from other major powers in the Qianyu Brothel besides the people of Thousand Feathers God Clan, they could only blame their bad luck. Coincidentally, they had entered the Qianyu Brothel today.    

. . .    

"F * ck, what is that?"    

"That's the Qianyu Brothel. There's actually someone who dares to attack the Qianyu Brothel?"    

"Gulp. Gulp. Am I seeing things? . . . How is this possible?"    

. . .    

Within the Azure Feather Royal City, countless of Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign and True God Sovereign were shocked. They couldn't believe their eyes.    

Within the Thousand Feather Divine Region, the Thousand Feathers God Clan was like heaven and earth. As for the Qianyu Brothel, it was a direct subordinate force of the Thousand Feathers God Clan. Attacking the Qianyu Brothel was no different from slapping the Thousand Feathers God Clan's face. How could the Thousand Feathers God Clan let this matter rest?    

Even a Top Level True God would die if they offended the Thousand Feathers God Clan.    

Furthermore, the Azure Feather branch of the Qianyu Brothel was not someone to be trifled with.    

Not only was Qian Yuzhen a High Level True God, there were also eight Middle Level True God warriors. As long as it wasn't a Top Level True God expert who attacked, even some High Level True God experts would be mercilessly suppressed by them.    

However, what puzzled people was that the entire Qianyu Brothel was about to be completely suppressed by someone. As the split between Tower Owner and Qian Yuzhen, Qian Yuzhen had yet to make a move. There were only eight Middle Level True God True Gods and dozens of low level True Gods fighting back. Unfortunately, there was no use at all. In front of absolute strength, everything was futile.    

"Strange, where did Tower Lord Zhen Yi go?"    

"Could it be that he isn't in the Qianyu Brothel?"    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The terrifying pressure of three High Level True God warriors erupted from the center of the imperial city, enveloping the entire Qianyu Brothel.    

"Roar! Who are you? How dare you behave atrociously in the Azure Feather's imperial city?! Surrender now!"    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ It's the three elders of the Azure Feather Royal City!"    

"With the help of the three elders, that audacious man is definitely going to die. "    

"Kekeke! Kekeke! Kekeke! . . . This is the consequence of provoking the dignity of our Thousand Feathers God Clan!"    

. . .    

The three old men of the prince's mansion were the old seniors of the Azure Feather, Patron Saint of the Azure Feather. Every single one of them was a top tier High Level True God expert. If the three old men joined forces, they would be Rank 4 High Level True God warriors. If they were not careful, they would be mercilessly suppressed by them. It was unlikely that they would be excluded this time.    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"An ant dares to jump around in front of me? Die!" A cold voice full of contempt came from all directions. It sounded like the three old men of the prince's mansion were not the high and mighty High Level True God, but the lowly aphids on the ground.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

Another Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand fell from the sky, but this time, its target was the Qianyu Brothel, and it was the Azure Feather's mansion.    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ How could this be? This power. . . "    

"No, this isn't real, it's not real. "    

"Save me, save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die. "    

. . .