Invincible Bloodline

The Half-Step Saint King and tens of thousands of Top-level Holy Sovereign were staring with their eyes wide open. They couldn't believe what they had just witnessed. The joint attack just now. . . They didn't hold back much. All of them were their own ultimate skill. They were only a step away from using the Forbidden Arts. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that. . . Under the rainstorm of these killing moves. . . If they were not careful, they might be severely injured. However, what they saw was the terrifying power that could severely injure those 36 Half-Step Saint King warriors. When it hit Yang Fann, it would be a serious injury, let alone a serious injury. He was killed, not even a hair of his body was injured. At most, it only caused a few holes to appear on his black robe.    

What was even more terrifying was that they could clearly see that Yang Fann didn't use any defensive techniques. In other words, he was completely relying on his Body to defend against their attacks.    

Gulp! Gulp! This. . . This. . . How was this possible? He. . . Is he still human?    

In an instant, endless fear and despair spread in their hearts. Many Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign's faces were pale, and their eyes were lifeless. All of their essence, energy, and spirit seemed to have been sucked out. They were like puppets without souls, without any signs of life.    

They had gathered all of their strength, but none of them could break through the defense of that monster, Yang Fann. How could they fight this battle? How could they fight it?    

The Great Dao was unfair. How could there be such a monster in this world?    

Even if it was the strongest body cultivator in Tiannan Realm River, it was impossible for them to be unharmed under their crazy bombardment.    

. . .    

At the center of the explosion.    

Yang Fann stood proudly, like a high and mighty god, looking down on all directions.    

His aura didn't weaken at all. He completely ignored the frenzied attacks of the Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors.    

Even if he didn't use the Hung Meng Indestructible Body to increase his defensive power to the maximum, it was still not something these men could break through.    

He had to at least have 36 Half-Step Saint King warriors, and he had to have the most powerful Collimator in his hand. Only then would he be able to rip Yang Fann's skin apart.    

But that was it. Such a small wound couldn't even be considered a minor injury. With the combination of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body Small Completion and the two Saint Physiques, Yang Fann's indestructible strength had increased by more than ten times. Not to mention a small wound, even if his body was blown up, he would be able to recover in an instant.    

He was simply a monster amongst monsters. The Holy King had never seen such a monster before, so he didn't know about it. However, the imperishable power of these Half-Step Saint King warriors was far inferior to his. They were not on the same level at all.    

"Die!"    

A trace of ferociousness flashed across his face. Yang Fann struck out with his palm.    

The Horrendous Hand covered an area of millions of miles. In an instant, dozens of Half-Step Saint King and hundreds of Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors were captured in his hand.    

"Ahh ~ ~ ~ No. . . Don't. . . Spare me. . . Spare me. . . "    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying force was spat out from Yang Fann's palm, completely sealing the Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign within.    

Now was not the time to devour them. Unless Yang Fann didn't want to use all the Saint King Law they had, he would have to devour and refine them in a hurry. It was all because of luck that all the Half-Step Saint King warriors were able to absorb the first level of the Saint King Law.    

The Great Dao of Law was different from the Strength of Original Life. Yang Fann needed to comprehend it carefully before he could use it for his own use.    

This was a delicate task, he couldn't rush it.    

After suppressing another dozen Half-Step Saint King and several hundred Top-level Holy Sovereign, Yang Fann wasn't satisfied. He moved his body and tore open the space, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. He charged into the group of experts, waving his hands and turning them into Heaven-Sheltering Big Hands. He quickly grabbed them like an eagle grabbing a chicken.    

It was extremely easy, and there was no difficulty at all. Every second, every breath, there would be a large number of Half-Step Saint King warriors, and the Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors would be lightened up by Yang Fann.    

"Roar! Yang Fann, you beast! Die now!"    

"Argh! I'm going to fight you to the death!"    

"Die!"    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

The group of Half-Step Saint King were like enraged beasts, roaring continuously. Crazy attacks, terrifying energy tides. . . It shattered the vacuum and destroyed everything. Finally, he even used the Forbidden Arts to forcefully increase his strength. However, even so, it was still useless. So what if they had raised their strength by a huge realm? They were going to strike Yang Fann's terrifying Saint Body, which was almost on par with a true Dao Weapon. It was like scratching an itch, it couldn't even make Yang Fann feel any pain.    

On the other hand, Yang Fann would have several Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors disappear every time he attacked.    

. . .    

Soon, fifteen minutes had passed.    

"Hahaha ~ ~ This is awesome! This is awesome! Hahaha ~ ~ ~" Yang Fann laughed wildly. His voice was indescribably carefree. It had only been a short while. He had already captured over a hundred Half-Step Saint King and over five thousand Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors. These were all top grade Tiannan Realm Rivers in the Tiannan Realm River. In the past, they were always elusive and elusive. Not to mention capturing over a hundred Half-Step Saint King warriors, but over five thousand Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors at once. Even if there were a hundred or ten of them. . . It wouldn't be an easy task.    

In Tiannan Realm River, among the Saints, high-level Saints like Martial and Spiritual Holy Sovereign, and even lower level intermediate and lower level Saints were the mainstream. Top-level Holy Sovereign and Half-Step Saint King were usually involved in the various historical remains. Or, they could leave Tiannan Realm River and wander in the nearby rivers of other worlds.    

It might be a little difficult for Top-level Holy Sovereign to explore the other river. However, a Half-Step Saint King could be considered an expert even in the entire Aima Realm. He already had the qualifications to venture into other realms.    

After all, most of the rulers of the Boundary River were only Saint Kings. Many of the Boundary Rivers were similar to the Tiannan Realm River. There were no Saint Kings guarding them, and Half-Step Saint King was the strongest.    

. . .    

Another incense stick of time passed.    

It collapsed. The remaining Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign had completely collapsed. They could no longer summon any Resistance Thought.    

"Ah, devil, he is a devil!"    

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"    

"Run, run now. This monster is not something we can fight against. "    

. . .    

In less than half an hour, a total of two hundred and forty-three Half-Step Saint King warriors had been eliminated. Only a fraction of them remained, thirty-eight of them. Even seventeen Top-level Half-step Saint King warriors had been suppressed by fourteen of them. As for the tens of thousands of Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors, they were in a miserable state. There were less than a thousand of them, and not even a tenth of them survived.    

Cruelty, this was too cruel.    

At this moment, all they wanted to do was to leave this place. It was best to stay far away from this monster, Yang Fann, and never see this monster again for the rest of their lives.    

All kinds of opportunities and hatred had been forgotten by them. The world was big, and he was the one who had the biggest life.    

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"    

The group of Half-Step Saint King and Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors turned into rays of light, using all their strength to increase their speed to the highest.    

As for teleportation?    

They were thinking about it, but due to the fierce battle, the surrounding space had already been shattered, and spatial turbulence had started to surge. They didn't have heaven-defying Saint Physiques like Yang Fann's. If they were to use spatial shift at this moment, it would be as if they didn't want to die fast enough.    

. . .    

"Trying to escape? Have you asked me?" A hint of ridicule flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. Although he had suppressed two hundred and five Half-Step Saint King and close to ten thousand Top-level Holy Sovereign, it didn't mean that Yang Fann would let them go.    

Thirty-eight Half-Step Saint King and close to a thousand Top-level Holy Sovereign were also rare tonics.    

As soon as he finished speaking.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The energy around Yang Fann once again rose steadily and crazily.    

In an instant, it covered an area of several tens of light years.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

The thirty-eight Half-Step Saint King warriors who had scattered in all directions were immediately slowed down by the speed of nearly a thousand Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors. Especially those Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors, they couldn't withstand the invincible pressure, so they dropped to their knees and kowtowed.    

. . .    

"Ahh ~ ~ ~ No, this isn't real, this isn't real. "    

"How can you still hide?"    

. . .    

The group of Half-Step Saint King kept wailing hysterically. The combat strength that Yang Fann had just unleashed was enough to terrify them. Even now, many of them still couldn't accept it. How could he still be hiding? Did he even give them a chance to live?    

He wasn't even ten thousand years old yet.    

Even if you are the legendary Son of the Great Dao, you shouldn't act like this.    

. . .    

"Alright, it's all over now. " Yang Fann gave a ferocious smile. One after another, huge energy hands suddenly appeared and grabbed at the thirty-eight Half-Step Saint King and nearly one thousand Top-level Holy Sovereign warriors.    

. . .    

"Ah, no, don't kill me. "    

"His Excellency Yang Fan, I surrender, I surrender. "    

"How dare you, Yang Fann? I am the supreme elder of Myriad Saints Palace. Do you really want to become the enemy of Myriad Saints Palace?"    

"Roar! Little Son Yang Fan, the Spiritual God Palace will never let you go! Go to heaven and earth! There is no place for you in this world. . . "    

. . .