Invincible Bloodline

Zhong Chufeng and Zhong Ershao's eyes were spitting fire. He had never been insulted like this ever since he was born, and he had even slapped his woman in front of him. This was an unforgivable crime. If he didn't imprison this detestable brat's Holy Soul, he would have to suffer the pain of being burned by the Sacred Flame every single day and night, and it would be difficult for him to dispel the hatred in his heart.    

As for whether Jiang Shiping had schemed against Yang Fann in the first place, that was why she ended up in such a state. She had long been completely ignored by him.    

Shi Ping was a lowly commoner. It was a blessing that he had cultivated for ten lifetimes that Shi Ping could make use of him.    

As he spoke, Zhong Chufeng's figure moved. He came to Jiang Shiping's side and helped her up. He comforted her, "Shi Ping, watch carefully. See how I will vent your anger on you. "    

"What are you still standing there for? Get that bastard for me. "    

"Yes, Second Young Master. "    

Very quickly, all the guards of the Zhong Family answered respectfully.    

. . .    

"Poor kid, I'm afraid this is the end. "    

"This is the consequence of saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing. "    

"Since you understand Jiang Shiping's scheme, you can just leave. Why do you need to make a move?"    

"Now that I have sacrificed my life for nothing, even wanting to die is an extravagant hope. Sigh!"    

. . .    

All around them, the Holy Kings looked at Yang Fann with pity. Of course, most of them had a mocking expression on their faces. In their eyes, Yang Fann was already a dead man. No, it was impossible to die without experiencing endless torture.    

The patriarch of the Zhong Family also knew his son's character. He was deeply afraid that something would happen to his son. The guards under him were extremely strong. Amongst all the young lords in River City, even if he wasn't the strongest, he would still be in the top three.    

There were a total of twelve guards, and all of them were Saint Kings. All of them were intermediate Saint Kings. Among them, there was a Sixth Empyrean Saint King, Fifth Empyrean Saint King, and Fourth Empyrean Saint King. Their line-up was extremely luxurious, and as long as they didn't provoke those Seventh Empyrean Saint King, they could be said to have rarely met their match.    

At least, if they couldn't defeat them, they would be able to hold on until the Zhong Family's expert came to rescue them.    

It wasn't because the Zhong family's master liked his second son, but because he didn't have any talent for him. He didn't have perseverance. All day long. . . He was a b * stard who only knew how to stir up trouble for his clan. To be honest, the Zhong Clan's Patriarch. . . Although there was familial love, it was just that. . . Sometimes, he even wished that he hadn't been shot into the wall all those years ago. He didn't want to bring disaster to the Zhong Family.    

But who asked him to have a good eldest brother? In the entire Zhong Family, Zhong Chuyun was the true disciple of the Heaven's Edge Pavilion. His status was even higher than his father, the patriarch of the Zhong family. Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox Even a few Top-level Seventh Empyrean Saint King Stage ancestors had to show some respect to him.    

As for Zhong Chufeng, the only brother of his mother, Zhong Chuyun's love for him had reached the deepest part of his bones.    

If Zhong Chuyun knew what Zhong Chufeng was up to, he would definitely tear down the Zhong Family.    

In the entire Zhong Family, Zhong Ershao was like a little ancestor, and his status was only below Family Lord's.    

. . .    

In the time it takes to breathe.    

The Sixth Empyrean Saint King guard had already taken a step forward and arrived in front of Yang Fann. He looked down at Yang Fann from above and said, "Kid, there are some things that you shouldn't speak carelessly. If you obediently surrender, you might be able to suffer less. "    

"With just you?" Yang Fann curled his lips in disdain.    

"What a reckless brat! You are courting death!" A hint of anger flashed across the Sixth Empyrean Saint King's eyes. Initially, he wanted to plead with his young master on his behalf and ask him to suffer less torture. In the end, Jiang Shiping was the one who schemed against him first. He never thought that this junior would have such an attitude.    

He was so clueless about the situation. Those who did not know what was good for them deserved to die.    

Even if they did not die in their hands today, they would die in other people's hands in the future.    

The next second. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

He moved his right arm and clawed at Yang Fann.    

He didn't use much strength in this claw, nor did he use any secret techniques. It was just a casual claw. How much strength could a junior who hadn't even fully grown hair have? That would be a piece of cake for him.    

"It's over! This junior is finished. " Many Holy Kings in the surroundings shook their heads. They were still too young and did not know what it meant to be patient.    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"Get lost. " The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flashed as he shouted.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying force that frightened even Seventh Empyrean Saint King burst out from Yang Fann's body. A terrifying sound wave swept across the land and destroyed everything in its path, including the Sixth Empyrean Saint King. Everything, including the Sixth Empyrean Saint King, was destroyed and turned into dust!    

It was dead! Even the Holy Soul mark had been completely erased by Yang Fann. It was impossible for him to be reborn with a drop of blood.    

A Sixth Empyrean Saint King who had over two hundred Saint King Law successfully controlled by Yang Fann, the current Yang Fann didn't even have the desire to devour them.    

If he had the time to refine them, he might as well devour a few more Primordial Purple Cloudss.    

. . .    

Silence! In the vast Transfer Square, the silence was terrifying.    

"What. . . What did they see?"    

"Roar. . . The roar exploded. Then, Ji Wenyu exploded just like that?"    

"Gulp. Gulp. . . . I. . . Am I dreaming? How. . . How is this possible? "    

. . .    

In all directions, all the Holy Kings widened their eyes in disbelief. Ji Wenyu was a Sixth Empyrean Saint King, and he wasn't considered a weakling amongst the many Sixth Empyrean Saint King. He was a Ninth Dao Advanced Sixth Empyrean Saint King, and he was only a step away from breaking through to the Top-level Sixth Empyrean Saint King.    

Even an ordinary Seventh Empyrean Saint King wouldn't be able to destroy Ji Wenyu's Soul with just a shout.    

This. . . What was Black-Clothed Youth's cultivation base?    

Intermediate Seventh Empyrean Saint King? Or even stronger?    

"Hiss. . . It's not like a fierce dragon can't beat a river. I'm afraid we're all wrong. He dared to attack Jiang Shiping so brazenly. He really has something to rely on. "    

. . .    

"Thump. . . Thump. . . Tap. . . Tap. . . "    

Yang Fann walked step by step towards the second young master and Jiang Shiping. Every step was like stepping on the heart of the two of them, suppressing them until they could not breathe.    

"Quick, protect the young master (young lady). "    

"Kid, don't act recklessly. This is the River City. "    

"If you dare to hurt my young master (young lady), my Zhong Family (Jiang family) will never let you go. "    

. . .    

The two guards braced themselves and welcomed them, protecting them behind their backs.    

Jiang Shiping was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. Although the group of guards was not as strong as Zhong Chufeng, there were still four intermediate Holy Kings. One of them was a high-level Fifth Empyrean Saint King, and with the eleven guards of Zhong Chufeng, there were fifteen intermediate Holy Kings. Even so, the guards did not feel safe at all.    

This was a terrifying existence that could explode a high-level Sixth Empyrean Saint King with just a roar. With their strength, they could only slightly defeat Ji Wenyu, and they could barely fight a Top-level Sixth Empyrean Saint King. It was extremely difficult to surround and kill Ji Wenyu, let alone kill him in an instant.    

Many of the guards' legs were slightly trembling. At this moment, they really wanted to just leave without caring about anything.    

However, they only dared to think about it in their hearts. As elite guards who had been nurtured by their family since young, their Holy Soul had long been sealed. As long as their family wanted to, they could take their lives.    

Escaping would only be a matter of dying a few minutes later.    

In the end, not only would he not be able to escape death, but he would also implicate their family and even their entire family.    

No family would be soft-hearted towards a slave who had abandoned their master.    

"One Aphids, die!"    

A fierce light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes as he shouted once again.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The terrifying Human-shaped Real Hou swept out in all directions, destroying everything.    

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"    

The fifteen intermediate Saint King guards didn't even have time to scream before they instantly turned into Flying Ashs and vanished into thin air.    

. . .    

"Die ~ ~ ~ All of them are dead! . . . "    

. . .    

. . . "Don't. . . Don't come over. Don't come over. I'm the Second Young Master of the Zhong Family. I, eldest brother, am a true disciple of the Heaven's Edge Pavilion. If you dare to hurt me. . . I, eldest brother, will never let you go! . . . . . . "    

. . .