Invincible Bloodline

Ximen Feixue was so high and mighty that he didn't put Yang Fann, A Peerless Monster, in his eyes at all. Many martial artist were stunned by what they saw. They thought that he had some trump card that could turn the tide of the battle. Never did they expect that he would be so arrogant.    

Before they could regain their senses, they were suppressed by Yang Fann.    

"I knew it! I don't believe this thing!"    

"What the hell is this thing? Why is it pretending to be the same? In the end, it didn't even manage to escape from Yang Fann's grip. "    

"Pui! What a waste of my feelings! I thought he would give me a big surprise!"    

. . .    

In all directions, countless martial artist felt as if a row of crows were flying above their heads. This must be a joke, right? They thought he had some kind of ability. He was arrogant and arrogant, but it turned out that he was just an arrogant fool. If you said you didn't have that ability, just admit defeat honestly. Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?!    

It was really disgusting!    

. . .    

On the Dragon-breaking Platform, in the Devouring Black Hole.    

Ximen Feixue's magic power was surging like a surging river. The terrifying sword intent was like a tidal wave that split the shore. In the end, he even burnt his bloodline potential, hoping that he could shatter the black hole and escape. Unfortunately, all of this was futile. Even Dong Longwang and the other Seven Heaven's Pride couldn't break free from this devouring cage, let alone him, a mere man.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Waves of extremely pure Strength of Original Life were unleashed. Like a surging river, it continuously gushed out of Ximen Feixue's body and into Yang Fann's body through the Devouring Black Hole, causing his cultivation base to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

Almost at the same time, Ximen Feixue's entire body started aging at a terrifying speed. In just a breath's time, that jet black and shiny long hair was already covered with silver threads, and on his white jade-like skin, there were even some old age spots.    

This was a sign of extreme loss of vitality.    

At this rate, In less than three breaths' time, Ximen Feixue would be completely devoured and turned into ashes.    

. . .    

Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat.    

At this moment, Little Sword-god and Ximen Piaoxue could no longer sit still. He let out a heart-wrenching wail, "Yang Fann! Stop! Stop! " Unlike the Eastern Sword Immortal, Dong Longwang, The Western Sword Immortal, Ximen Feixue, was the younger brother of his mother, and the two brothers had always been on good terms with each other. In fact, in terms of talent, Ximen Feixue's comprehension of the Sword Dao was not much stronger than Dong Longwang and the other two. He was even slightly weaker than Sword Immortal and Nanxuan in the south. The reason why he was able to become the second strongest youth in the Sword God Mountain Villa was because of this. It was all thanks to Ximen Piaoxue's unreserved teaching.    

"Roar! Yang Fann, as long as you release me, Second Brother, I guarantee that all the grudges between you and the Sword God Mountain Villa will be written off. In the future, no one from the Sword God Mountain Villa will find trouble with you. . . "    

. . .    

On the Dragon-breaking Platform.    

Yang Fann remained unmoved and continued to refine Ximen Feixue. If you say that you want to write off the debt, then write off the debt. Do you really think that you are the Hair-raising Boy who just came out and doesn't know anything? Although this Ximen Piaoxue was the young master of the Sword God Mountain Villa's Saint Son, the true leader was still Jian Shenyegujue and Quasi-emperor Paragon.    

Furthermore, Ximen Feixue's source had already been devoured by him. Even if he was released, most of his innate potential had already been crippled. In the future, not to mention becoming a quasi Sovereign, even if he could retain his current cultivation base, it would still be useless. It was still an unknown factor. . . This grudge and hatred had long been formed, so there was no way he could ease it.    

He was afraid that he had just released Ximen Feixue. Ximen Piaoxue, who was standing behind him, shouted that he wanted to take revenge for his Second Brother.    

Besides, would he be afraid of the Sword God Mountain Villa hunting him down?    

After he won the first place in the final battle, he would use those 500 billion points to exchange for some Sovereign Pills. Then, he would be able to raise his cultivation base to Invincible King, or even Quasi Emperor Stage, and obtain a few top grade magic treasures. At that time, it would be hard to tell who would be the one hunting him down.    

"Roar! Yang Fann, are you really going to kill us all? You shouldn't think for yourself, but for your Sect, for your friends and family. . . . "    

"Ximen Piaoxue, you're very good!!" The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flashed. Suddenly, the Chaotic True Essence in his body circulated to its limit, and the power of devouring exploded crazily.    

In less than a breath's time.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart.    

Ximen Feixue's entire body exploded with a loud bang, completely collapsing, turning into the purest Strength of Original Life that surged into Yang Fann's body.    

. . .    

"Roar! Feixue. . . Second Brother. . . " Ximen Piaoxue suddenly stood up and his eyes split open. Blood flowed out from his eyes, and he looked like an enraged beast. He wanted to eat someone, but his voice sounded like the cry of a cuckoo or blood ape. His heart was filled with tears of blood, and his hatred was monstrous. "Roar! Yang Fann! You Little Brute, you're going to die a horrible death! I, Ximen Piaoxue swear! I will kill you!"    

. . .    

In the square stands.    

"Hiss! Yang Fann's action had thoroughly angered Little Sword-god and Ximen Piaoxue. They would not rest until one of them died. Today, one of them would stay here forever! "    

"One of them is the reincarnation of the ancient Sword God, the number one sword cultivator in the young generation, and the other is the number one monster in history. Their battle will definitely be spectacular!"    

"I really want to see this shocking battle between the two of them. Unfortunately, the final battle will be a random draw. Everything will depend on luck. I wonder when I will be able to draw the two of them!!"    

. . .    

Countless martial artist were discussing amongst themselves, and they couldn't wait to see the final battle. At the same time, many of them made up their minds. They could only befriend Yang Fann and never offend him. Yang Fann was a truly ruthless and fearless man.    

If it was anyone else. . . If they received Little Sword-god's promise, even if they didn't release Ximen Feixue immediately, they would still hesitate. However, from the beginning to the end, Yang Fann didn't even pause for a second, let alone hesitating.    

. . .    

In the Sword God Mountain Villa's camp.    

Jian Shenyegujue was furious. There were three of them. That Little Brute had already killed the three top grade Sword God Mountain Villas of the Sword God Mountain Villa. This was a loss that the Sword God Mountain Villa had never suffered in hundreds of thousands of years.    

Roar! Die! It wasn't just Little Brute who wanted to die. All of them were going to die!    

. . .    

In the Holy Ji Sect's camp.    

Yue Tianpeng and the elders smiled bitterly. There was no way for the Holy Ji Sect and Sword God Mountain Villa to have a peaceful relationship. Between the two of them, it was either they die or they die. Unless they could bring Yang Fann to Sword God Mountain to apologize for their crimes, there might still be a slim chance.    

However, this was obviously impossible. Yang Fann was their hope, their future. Even if all of them died in battle, they would never hand Yang Fann over.    

"Forget it. Things have already come to this point. No matter how much we think about it, it won't help. At most, we'll just fight!"    

. . .    

In next to no time, another three breaths of time passed.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Another seven-colored Glazed Light burst forth from the Dragon-breaking Platform. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped around Yang Fann, who had just come down from the arena, and brought him up to the Dragon-breaking Platform.    

"Fudge! It's this Yang Fann again! Are you for real!?"    

"Heavens! Are you kidding us? Can we still have fun playing around here?!"    

"God bless me. Don't hit me. Don't hit me!"    

. . .    

In an instant, many geniuses started cursing. It would be fatal for others if they were hit twice in a row, but a monster like Yang Fann was giving him more points. Apart from Zhen Wuxuan and a few others, who else could be a match for this monster?    

At this moment, even the various Seeded Evildoer's faces were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Damn it! This Yang Fann was really lucky! He had just plundered nearly 80 billion points from Ximen Feixue. He was still the one in the second round. Those were all points.    

. . .    

At that moment!!!    

"Rumble. . . "    

Another seven-colored Glazed Light descended from the sky and shone on the body of a young man in white. It dragged him toward the Dragon-breaking Platform.    

"Wuwuwu. . . Why me? God, I didn't offend you, did I? Why did you treat me like this. . . " In an instant, the young man in white felt pain in his heart. That unwillingness, that bitterness. . . It was difficult to describe it with words. Although Chu Mohan was also a first-class monster prodigy in the world, he barely had the strength to fight Secondary Evildoer. Out of the hundred geniuses who had advanced, there were only fifty of them. There was no way he could compare with a monster like Yang Fann. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Yang Fann casually struck. He would probably be able to teach him how to be a human.    

"I admit defeat!!"    

Although he was extremely unwilling in his heart, that was more than 40 billion points. It was almost enough to exchange for a top grade magic treasure, Chu Mohan still obediently handed over his Points Jade Plate. No matter how good his points were, he had to have the life to use them. He didn't think that the name of Zhen Wu Holy Place could suppress Yang Fann.    

This was a true master who had no inhibitions. A bloody lesson was right in front of him. Dong Longwang, Ximen Feixue, True Dragon Wu Mie, and True Dragon Wu Mie. All of them were disciples of the Holy Land.    

. . .    

"That's right, a wise choice!!!"    

"Although I lost my points, at least I managed to save my own life!!!"    

"Stubborn resistance to the end is the path of death!!!"    

. . .    

Countless martial artist nodded in agreement from all directions. They knew that they would lose for sure, but they still continued to challenge. It was not bravery, but stupidity.    

. . .    

Soon, the third round of the final battle began.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Another seven-colored Glazed Light burst forth, enveloping Yang Fann and the others.    

"Damn, is there still justice in this world?! It's Yang Fann again. . . "    

. . .