Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann and Holy Son Of The Azure Dragon, Cang Ming, stood opposite of each other, ready to fight.    

At this moment, the entire arena was in an uproar.    

All of them were looking forward to the battle, even the battles in the other arenas had stopped.    

Young Master Starlight was the unprecedented Peerless Evildoer of the foreign race. He was only a early stage Sacred Lord at less than ten million years of age. He had the power to fight back against a Peak Semi-saint, and he was extremely talented. No one had ever heard of this before. Even the number one Sacred Blood River in the ancient times, Holy Sovereign, was not as good as him. Holy Son Of The Azure Dragon and Cang Ming were also extraordinary. He was a young man with a few monsters. Amongst all the Saints, only Asura Holy Son, the Asura Saint, was able to suppress him.    

More importantly, Cang Ming and Young Master Starlight had an irreconcilable grudge against each other. This battle would determine the victor and the outcome of life and death.    

The danger and excitement involved in this battle was not something that the other geniuses could compare with.    

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"The two of them are about to fight. I wonder if Young Master Starlight's skill is better or Cang Ming's?"    

"The outcome of this battle is hard to predict, but overall, it should be a draw. Young Master Starlight is the second, Cang Ming is the eighth. "    

"Indeed. In terms of talent and potential, Young Master Starlight is unparalleled in the world. Not to mention Holy Son Of The Azure Dragon, even Asura Holy Son is inferior to him. However, potential isn't strength. A gap of nearly 30 million years isn't something that can be easily made up for. "    

"Potential is only potential after all. It's not wise for Young Master Starlight to challenge Cang Ming now. If he waited for another ten thousand years and completely refined the Star-source Crystal before challenging Holy Son Of The Azure Dragon, I'm afraid Holy Son Of The Azure Dragon won't be a match for him. "    

. . .    

Countless foreign races were whispering to each other from all directions. However, generally speaking, most of the non-humans were more optimistic about Cang Ming. After all, the age gap between the two of them was obvious. Furthermore, during the last Battle of Ancestral Land, the combat strength that Cang Ming had revealed had already surpassed many Peak Semi-saint warriors.    

After ten thousand years, his strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds.    

Even if Young Master Starlight had made some progress during these years, he was afraid that it wouldn't be very big. After all, it had only been nine years, not nine hundred years, and not nine thousand years.    

. . .    

On the arena.    

"Good! Good! Good! Wuji kid, you really have guts. I haven't even looked for you yet, but you have already delivered yourself to me. " Cang Ming said the word 'good' three times immediately. His eyes were flickering with the cruelest killing intent, "Today, I will definitely avenge Second Brother. Third Brother, no one in the world can save you. "    

Initially, he wanted to find a way to get rid of this beast, but he didn't expect Little Brute to send himself to his doorstep first. If you didn't want to walk the path of heaven, you would have to break through the gates of hell.    

"Hehe. . . You want to take my life? Just because of you, a long worm?" The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flashed, and he smiled contemptuously, "Today, I will send you down to join those two useless brothers. "    

As he spoke.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Endless starlight burst out from the fur on Yang Fann's body. It was dazzling and dazzling.    

His body, which was less than two meters tall, started to expand at a terrifying speed. His aura became incomparably violent. His strength, endurance, defense. . . All of them rose steadily, ten times, a hundred times.    

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fann had transformed into a Terrifying Giant Spirit over a thousand meters tall.    

Countless Star Gods flashed in all directions.    

They were like the legendary king of Star Gods who controlled the stars, ruled the world, and was invincible.    

"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!" "Puchi!" . . .    

In all directions, the large expanse of space was unable to withstand the violent pressure. Like glass, the village exploded. Endless airflow began to rage, going against the flow, collapsing. . . Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht!    

"Ah! You. . . How is this possible. . . " Cang Ming's facial expression suddenly changed. His eyes bulged, as if he had seen a ghost. In the depths of his pupils, there was a trace of panic that was hard to describe. At this moment, Yang Fann's Qi had even surpassed his peak, making him feel as if he was facing a powerful semi-sage expert.    

Suddenly, Cang Ming's pupils shrank, as if he had thought of something and was shocked. "Wuji brat, could it be that you. . . You. . . You have already. . . You have already refined that Star-source Crystal. . . "    

"Hehe. . . You, this long worm, do have some discerning eyes. " Yang Fann chuckled and frankly admitted that the Star-source Crystal was an excuse he found for his sudden increase in strength. Yang Fann naturally would not hide it.    

"Damn it! How could this be. . . Second Brother, Second Brother, you really screwed me over. " Hearing this, An indescribable bitterness surged up in Cang Ming's heart. He had seen people who cheated. He had never seen someone who cheated his brother like this before. What do you think you're taking advantage of? Why did you have to give this Little Brute's Star-source Crystal? This wasn't the way to reward your enemy.    

. . .    

In the stands.    

"Gulp. . . . Refining. . . Refining. He. . . He actually. . . Really refined that Star-source Crystal. "    

" This. . . What kind of monster is this? That's a Star-source Crystal the size of a human's head. Even the strongest Half Sage would need hundreds of thousands of years to refine it. "    

"Nine years. It's just a short period of nine years. Heavens, why is it so scary?"    

. . .    

Countless alien expert were dumbfounded and frightened. At this moment, countless of foreign races had cursed the heavens.    

Damn it, is this Young Master Starlight your illegitimate child or is he with you? Is there a need to bless him like this?    

"Sigh, I'm afraid the outcome of this battle is going to be reversed. "    

"Currently, Young Master Starlight's Qi is so terrifying that it's not much weaker than the strongest Half Holy Capital. "    

. . . . . . . .    

"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. Now you know how powerful my Third Brother is. That kid, Cang Ming, is worthy to fight my Third Elder. " Moonlight God raised his head high, as if he was the one on the stage.    

. . .    

On the stage.    

Yang Fann looked down at Cang Ming from above. His voice was cold and emotionless, "Long bug, die. "    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

Without waiting for Cang Ming to speak, Yang Fann struck his palm at Cang Ming's head.    

He attacked without hesitation.    

Although Yang Fann hadn't used his full strength in this palm strike, not even the power of the Laws, the current him was extremely powerful. After nine years of bitter cultivation, he had refined Cang He and the brothers Cang Zhen. He had refined the Star-source Crystal and swallowed more than 300 million trillion high grade Immortal Crystals.    

Yang Fann had broken through to the Nine Stars Great Saint Late Stage in one go. Compared to before, his magic power had increased by more than a hundred times. The Pure Strength Of Body had also improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing the 10,000 Power of Semi-saint. With just a wave of his hand, it was comparable to a full-powered attack from a Late Semi-saint warrior.    

Although he had disguised himself as Young Master Starlight and Xing Wuji, using the Starlight Combat Body, he was still using the Myriad Beast Holy Body. The enhancement of his power had not diminished at all.    

The power contained within it had far surpassed the 100 million Power of Semi-saint, and it was a full force attack from a mighty semi-sage expert.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Resplendent starlight spread in all directions, and the entire arena began to shake violently.    

Traces of dense Fissured Traces faintly appeared on the barrier around the arena, as if it could collapse at any moment.    

"Damn it, how could this be. . . No, how could I lose to you, Little Brute. . . "    

Cang Ming's eyes were blazing with flames as he let out a hysterical beast roar. The power of the Azure Dragon in his body was boiling, and his Qi was soaring crazily.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Void trembled, and the image of a Azure Dragon that was tens of thousands of miles long appeared above his head.    

In an instant, the roar of a dragon shook the heavens and the earth.    

"Roar! Break for me!!"    

"Rumble. . . "    

A top tier Quasi-Saint Tool had appeared in his hand at some point in time - Azure Dragon's Fury - and he thrust out his spear.    

This was his most powerful spear strike, and it had condensed all of his essence, energy, and spirit. It was like the furious roar of an ancient Holy Beast Azure Dragon. The power contained within it was close to a hundred million Power of Semi-saint, and it was comparable to the all-out attack of a peak Peak Semi-saint.    

However, if he wanted to block Yang Fann's deadly palm strike, which had already exceeded the level of a Peak Semi-saint, it was still a little lacking.    

. . .    

In less than a breath's time.    

"Puchi. . . "    

The Azure Dragon phantom that was tens of thousands of miles long exploded, completely collapsing, turning into nothingness.    

The terrifying rebounding force sent the Cang Ming Saint Son flying. The top grade Quasi-Saint Tool in his hand was sent flying by the rebounding force. The fury of the Azure Dragon was on the verge of collapse.    

On his body, there were even horrifying cracks that looked like spider webs.    

In a single exchange, Cang Ming, the Holy Son, had been severely injured and completely defeated!    

. . .    

"Defeated! The Cang Ming Saint Son was completely defeated! The outcome of this battle has been decided. There is no longer any suspense!! "    

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