Invincible Bloodline

C716 Yang Fan Versus Ximen Piao Xue



C716 Yang Fan Versus Ximen Piao Xue

In the final battle, the first battle was Yang Fann. In the second round, it was also Yang Fann. In the third round, it was still Yang Fann.    

    

He couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear it. Don't you love this Yang Fann too much?    

    

Not only did his combat strength far surpass most Top-Level Emperor warriors, but he was also taking care of him like this. Could he really be your illegitimate child?    

    

At this moment, even the usually calm Son Of Genuine Force, Zhen Wuxuan, couldn't sit still any longer. Yang Fann's points were already very high, nearly 160,000,000,000. After robbing Ximen Feixue and Chu Mohan's points one after another, he had already surpassed 280,000,000,000. If this continued, the final battle would end before he could appear.    

    

280 billion points was more than half of his goal. If he was lucky and picked a few Secondary Evildoer, he might be able to obtain 500 billion points immediately.    

    

Right at this moment. . . .    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Another seven-colored Glazed Light descended from the sky, instantly enveloping a green-clothed prodigy, dragging him towards the Dragon-breaking Platform.    

    

"Sigh! Unfortunately, it's not me!!"    

    

"I let that brat earn it again!!!"    

    

"God, he really likes this kid. "    

    

. . .    

    

Zhen Wuxuan and the rest of Seeded Evildoer were cursing with disappointment. 280 billion points. That was a huge piece of fat meat. Even if it was used to exchange for a top-grade magic treasure, it could be exchanged for four or five pieces. If he was able to swallow it in one gulp, it would simply be heaven defying.    

    

It could be considered a blessing in the midst of misfortune. Yang Fann's opponent this time wasn't very strong. In fact, it could even be said that he was very weak.    

    

Qingyun, Sword Emperor, Zhao Qingyun, this was a lucky one. He was the only Eighth Grade Sect in this batch of Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle's top hundred geniuses. With his cultivation base and strength. . . He was able to enter the top 300 of all the geniuses participating in the competition. Even if it was his limit, he would still be able to enter the top 300. They were all much weaker. It was just that his luck was. . . However, it was much better than Xiong Ba. In the third round of the top hundred advancement competition, Of the six geniuses that fought with him, none of them were strong. Even the most powerful person would find it hard to make it into the top 500. Furthermore, he had been severely injured in the elimination round. He had yet to fully recover from his injuries. He was unable to unleash the full strength of a 8th layer warrior.    

    

However, he was lucky enough to enter the ranks of the top hundred geniuses.    

    

Of course, it was also because of this that his points weren't high. He could be said to be the lowest ranked among all the geniuses, and he barely managed to surpass 20 billion.    

    

Even if Yang Fann robbed his points, he was only able to pass the 300 billion mark. It wouldn't have much of an impact on the overall situation.    

    

It had to be said that it was a joke. He did not expect Yang Fann to encounter any powerful opponent. Instead, he was glad that Yang Fann met a weak opponent. One should know that this included Ximen Piaoxue and Zhen Longwushuang. Those who didn't know about this might think that they were good friends of Yang Fann, and they were deeply afraid that Yang Fann would encounter some powerful enemy or something unexpected.    

    

. . .    

    

"Brother Yang Fann, this is my Points Jade Plate!" Without any hesitation, Zhao Qingyun directly handed over his Points Jade Plate. Since it was a sure-lose situation, he might as well be straightforward and leave a good impression in Yang Fann's heart.    

    

Perhaps one day, he would be of great help to Yang Fann because of this.    

    

And honestly speaking, compared to the other geniuses, he had already earned a lot. He had advanced to the top hundred and become the Sixth Grade Great Commandant of Grand Shang Empire, leading the army of ten million imperial dynasties. Before this, this was something that he didn't even dare to think about.    

    

. . .    

    

One breath later.    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Another seven-colored Glazed Light burst forth from the Dragon-breaking Platform. In the blink of an eye, it had reached the top of the geniuses' heads.    

    

"My god! You can do whatever you want! Don't ever think about Yang Fann again!!"    

    

"No matter how much you like that kid, there has to be a limit!!"    

    

"If this continues, we will really collapse. "    

    

. . .    

    

It was unknown whether it was because everyone's sincerity touched the heavens, the earth, or for some other reason, but this time, the seven-colored Glazed Light did not land on Yang Fann's body. Instead, it dragged a golden-robed man with the Dragon-breaking Platform.    

    

This was a body cultivator. The Body was as powerful as an ancient Savage Beast. It had the power to tear apart the Flood Dragon, but its temperament was not fierce and savage. On the contrary, it had a refined appearance. There was even a hint of unworldly and ethereal feeling. His skin was as white as jade. Sparkling and sparkling, with specks of starlight. His body flickered, and from afar. . . It was as if he was a star emitting bright starlight.    

    

Zhuge Xingguang - One of the ten great true disciples of the Galaxy Sacred Land. He was born with the physique of stars and was able to absorb starlight to temper his body. He was one of the top body cultivators in the young generation.    

    

Amongst the top hundred geniuses, he was ranked above average and was ranked around forty.    

    

"Hu! Luckily! Luckily it wasn't Yang Fann, that little brat. Otherwise, I would have gone crazy. " In an instant, Zhen Wuxuan and the others heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, there was someone else.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

All the Seeded Evildoer's eyes lit up as they stared fixedly at Zhuge Xingxing on the arena. This Zhuge Xingxing wasn't very strong, but he had a lot of points. Compared to Ximen Feixue, he was only a few hundred billion, nearly 50 billion. Among all the geniuses present, this number was enough to enter the top 30.    

    

To Seeded Evildoer, this was an out-and-out fat piece of meat.    

    

"God bless me, draw me!"    

    

"Me! It must be me!!"    

    

. . .    

    

At that moment.    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

A seven-colored Glazed Light cut through the Void and flew towards Yang Fann and the others.    

    

. . .    

    

"F * ck! God, you can play with us!!!"    

    

Suddenly, a furious roar filled with resentment erupted from the crowd of geniuses. A black figure wrapped in seven-colored Glazed Lights shot toward the Dragon-breaking Platform like a bolt of lightning.    

    

The young man's face showed an expression that said he deserved a beating. If it wasn't that Yang Fann, who else could it be?    

    

. . .    

    

"There really isn't anyone else in this mess. "    

    

"Four times, a total of four times, and four times without any breaks. Hiss. . . "    

    

"Yang Fann's luck, sigh! I don't even know if I should call him lucky or unlucky. "    

    

. . .    

    

In the stands, countless martial artist were speechless. They didn't know what to say anymore. He had been selected four times in a row. This was definitely his bad luck. If it was anyone else. . . They would have been beaten to the ground by now.    

    

"Sigh! It seemed like there was no longer any suspense in this battle.    

    

. . .    

    

On the Dragon-breaking Platform.    

    

Zhuge Xingxing looked at the young man in front of him with a bitter smile on his face. Initially, he thought that he would be lucky enough to avoid Yang Fann, this Dark Star, and draw a weak destiny. He didn't expect that it would still be like this in the end. Could this be my destiny?    

    

My god, what did I do wrong? Why are you treating me like this?    

    

Right at this moment. . . .    

    

Yang Fann slowly opened his mouth and said coldly, "Hand over the Points Jade Plate, or else, die!!"    

    

"I admit defeat. . . "    

    

These three words seemed to have drained all of Zhuge Xingxing's strength in an instant. He threw the Points Jade Plate at Yang Fann and dropped the Dragon-breaking Platform with a dazed expression.    

    

. . .    

    

Three breaths later.    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Seven colored Glazed Lights descended from the sky and once again wrapped around Yang Fann, bringing him straight into the Dragon-breaking Platform.    

    

. . .    

    

In the square stands.    

    

"Hey, it's Yang Fann again. It's the fifth time!"    

    

"My god, we just want to watch a battle. Do you really have to do this?"    

    

"This is definitely the most boring final battle in history. "    

    

. . .    

    

Countless martial artist yawned lazily as they looked at Yang Fann on the Dragon-breaking Platform, their faces filled with resentment. They were like a resentful housewife. We are here to watch the war. We're not here to watch you, Yang Fann, pretend to be cool.    

    

. . .    

    

Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat.    

    

All the geniuses stopped complaining. They were numb to it! They were completely numb to it. It was obvious that the Artifact Spirit in Tenglong Imperial City had recognized Yang Fann. Otherwise, how could he be so coincidental? Five rounds, five rounds, all of them had hit him, Yang Fann.    

    

It all depended on which unlucky guy would get hit.    

    

Actually, thinking about it carefully, this was also not bad. Yang Fann's current points were already close to 350 billion. If he was always there, then. . . At most, there would be five more rounds. He would be able to gather 500 billion points. At that time, the final battle would come to an end.    

    

In other words, as long as five people were eliminated, they would be able to obtain those points.    

    

This was something that most of the geniuses were happy to see. To be honest, the reason why they participated in the final battle was mainly to ensure their own points. As for the top ten, it wasn't too extravagant. If it wasn't for Son Of Monarch and Shang Tianxun being too harsh on them. . . Who would have participated in the final battle if they had to give up the points of the ninth level?    

    

Of course, this didn't include the ten great monster. Regarding the first place, they all had their own ambitions. However, it wasn't up to them to decide who would be selected. They could only silently pray that the next person to be selected would be themselves.    

    

At this moment. . . . . .    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Another seven-colored Glazed Light descended from the sky and enveloped a white-robed Sword Immortal.    

    

In an instant, the originally lazy Martial Arena was in an uproar.    

    

"Ximen Piaoxue, it's Little Sword-god, Ximen Piaoxue!"    

    

"This time, it's exciting. He. . . I can't wait to see this battle!"    

    

. . .    

    


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